Chapter 8
"Wake up, Maria." Trudi Campbell leaned over the unconscious woman, softly shaking her.
Jill and Dan had carried her into her bedroom after she had fainted, removing her clothes, except for her bra and panties, and covering her with a blanket.
Then Jill, having nowhere else to turn, had called Trudi Campbell. If anyone had a solution to this impossible problem, she figured the sexy, compassionate woman who had become her good friend and lover up at Silver Lake would.
Trudi had reacted sympathetically and had promised Jill that she would be right over to do what she could. To Jill's surprise, however, Trudi had brought Gavin and Robbie with her.
"Just leave it to me, honey," Trudi had said. And Jill had raised no objections. She now waited patiently in the living room with Dan, Gavin and Robbie, hoping Trudi could perform a miracle.
"Wake up, Maria, honey. Wake up."
Maria's eyelids fluttered and jerked open suddenly, and she looked up at Trudi, puzzled and disoriented.
"Who-who are-"
"Sssshhhhh, honey. This is Trudi, Trudi Campbell. You remember. We took your daughter up to Silver Lake this summer."
Maria nodded. Then her face contorted into a look of rage and pain, and she sat up suddenly as the memory of what she had witnessed flooded her consciousness.
"They-they were fucking!" she gasped, tears springing to her eyes.
Trudi reached for the other woman and held her firmly against her body, though Maria struggled to shake free. "Now listen ... listen for a minute," Trudi said in a commanding voice. Then her tone softened. "They both love you very much and they've also discovered they love each other. Just as Jill loves Gavin and Robbie and me, and we love her. Gavin fucks Jill, Maria. And he fucks me, too, and I love him for it. We have a happy marriage, full of love for each other and our good friends, too!"
"N-never!" Maria spat.
But Trudi held her close and gently massaged her head, running her fingers through her hair. Her voice was soft and hypnotic.
"Maria, Maria ... think about it, honey. Think of the intimacy, the closeness and love in your new little family, the things Jill and you both share now."
She kissed Maria softly on the ear and continued to stroke her head. Still not recovered from the emotional shock she had been through, Maria gave in, sobbing bitterly, sagging against Trudi, who continued to kiss her lightly and stroke her hair.
"That's a good girl, that's a good girl," she whispered as she lowered her hand to the woman's neck, massaging it tenderly, relieving the tight knots of tension there.
"Oh, Trudi," Maria sighed, pressing her face into Trudi's chest, staining the silky material of her dress with her tears.
"Yes, that's better," Trudi said. Slowly, gently, she unclasped Maria's bra as she massaged her back, her expert fingers soothing, relieving the pressure and pain. "Relax, darling, relax. Let's take this off."
Maria, who had sunk into a daze, cuddled next to Trudi's warm, soft body, allowing the woman to slip the bra off her and gently rub and knead her mounds of tit flesh.
Trudi was no longer simply acting out of compassion. The sight of Maria's tits, so large, yet so firm, turned her on. The nipples were unusually long and deep-burgundy in color, and the skin was so smooth, so flawless. She had to touch, to lick, to stroke.
And Maria wanted it, too. It was as if she had taken some drug to ease the pain of her inner turmoil. The warmth and sweet smell of Trudi's body enveloped her. She slid deeper and deeper into the haze of voluptuous forgetfulness.
"Mmmmm, yeah," Trudi moaned as she lowered her face to Maria's tits, cupping them in her hands. "Let me make you feel real good ... "
She stuck her tongue out and lapped across the tops of Maria's creamy tits, nuzzling her cleavage as she pressed her tits together so that her face was engulfed in rich, tender tit flesh.
Maria was too dazed by her earlier experience to be shocked now, and she closed her eyes and purred softly as Trudi gently, thoroughly, kissed and lapped her tits.
Trudi relaxed her hold on Maria's tits and raised her head, peering at the woman's tear-stained face. "Sweet, sweet, Maria," she whispered. She stuck out her tongue and once again began to diddle Maria's stiff nipple.
With infinite patience, she circled round and round the fleshy tit tip, stabbing lightly at it, then resuming her teasing circular motions. She kept up this slow, soft stimulation for nearly five minutes. By then Maria was groaning and humping up at her, her eyes still clenched tightly shut.
Trudi reached down and slid her hand underneath the waistband of the other woman's panties. Maria's crotch was soaked with cunt cream and Trudi smiled and licked her lips.
She gently ran her fingers up and down Maria's cunt slot, coating it with thick, oily pussy cream. Then, she slid her hand back out and up to her lips. She licked Maria's pussy juice off and sighed with pleasure. The woman's cunt tasted delicious and she would truly enjoy eating it out.
"Lay back, honey, lay back. Trudi's gonna make you feel good," she whispered into Maria's ear.
Maria did not hesitate, but lay back on the bed, writhing and mewling. Trudi's tit licking had made her horny and submissive.
Trudi looked down at Maria and shook her head, smiling. Maria had so much beauty, so much sensuality, and yet, she was so sad, so afraid.
Trudi slid Maria's lace panties down her thighs and off her feet. Then she lifted her legs slightly, pulling them apart.
Quickly, she slipped out of her summer shift and her own panties and crouched on the bed, pressing forward so that her head was between Maria's legs, and she could look straight up into her moist, puffy cunt meat.
Maria's cunt labia looked much like her daughter's, but her cunt had a richer, spicier odor, like some musky perfume. The clit, large and purplish, pulsed at the top of her cunt slot, rising from its protective hood.
"Lovely," Trudi breathed. "Lovely."
She pried the greasy cunt labia apart and rimmed the wet dark cunt hole with her tongue. Then she took a pussy lip between her lips and chewed lightly on it, delighting in the fleshiness, the greasy slickness of it.
"Oooooh," Maria groaned, reacting at once to the unexpected stimulation.
Trudi released her cunt labe and began to lap up and down her pussy slit, from her pulsing clit to her sweaty, hairy little ass-hole.
Trudi had never seen so much hair on a woman's cunt mound or around her ass-hole before, and she found it exotic and exciting. All at once she decided to lick out the lovely woman's ass-hole rather than her cunt, for the acrid, bitter-sweet smell arising from it intrigued her, too.
She rimmed the brownish-pink ass pucker just as she had rimmed the succulent little pussy. She soon had Maria moaning and humping, pumping her legs and pounding the mattress with her balled fists.
Trudi loved to feel passion like that. As she reached up and pressed down on Maria's slippery clit with her finger, she stabbed her tongue deeply into her spasming little ass-hole, rolling it around the smooth, inner walls.
"Aaagh!" Maria gasped, humping up and banging against Trudi's jaw.
Trudi put her hands under Maria's knees, raising her splayed thighs and holding them firmly to keep the woman immobilized. Then she fucked her tongue in and out of Maria's ass-hole, sending sizzling sensations up Maria's ass guts and causing her to writhe violently, thrashing rebelliously against her imprisoning grip.
"Aaaaah!" Maria gasped, out of her mind with the strange new sensations breaking in upon her.
Somehow, the palpitations in her ass-hole were spreading to her entire body, stimulating her pussy and clit, searing up her spine and diffusing to her tit tips.
"Jesus Christ! Do me!" she shrieked, seething with pent-up need.
Trudi had to use all of her strength to keep Maria's legs spread and her ass pressed down against the mattress. The woman was a burning, pulsing heap of lust, violent in her need, wild in her quest for fulfillment. Trudi could barely catch her breath as she sucked and ate, licked and stabbed that pulsing, juicy ass-hole.
Tortured by the burning, building lust in her loins, Maria reached down and began to diddle her clit as Trudi persisted with her incredible tongue-job.
If felt to Maria as if some huge, balloon-like object buried in her guts was expanding and expanding, filling with sensations and need, straining and stretching beyond the point of endurance, ready to erupt, setting off a chain-reaction of mind-boggling pleasure.
"M-more! D-do it!" Maria groaned, humping so uncontrollably that Trudi could not keep her ass down, could not keep her thighs from squeezing together and bumping against her ears.
"Ung! Ung! Ung!" The groans and grunts were like a rutting animal's. Maria broke out in a heavy sweat and her breathing became shallow and difficult.
She was on the verge of climaxing, the balloon was ready to burst. Her ass muscles clenched violently around Trudi's slick, pistoning tongue, and all at once she went over the edge.
"Aaaaaagh!" she shrieked, the pleasure more than she could bear. Lights seemed to flash behind her eyes. A humming, droning sound filled her ears and she thrashed uncontrollably from side to side.
Trudi felt thick ass juice rolling out onto her tongue, and she lapped it up, delighting in an act she would have found impossible before.
When the violence had passed and Maria lay panting harshly, trying to catch her breath, small twinges of pleasure still shooting through her body, Trudi sat up, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling.
Maria opened her eyes and looked up at Trudi. Trudi smiled and sat up, too, then began to laugh-tentatively at first, but then in great gales.
It was infectious. Maria began to laugh, too, and they fell into each other's arms, giggling and guffawing, a new and very special love and understanding between them.