Chapter 7
At two in the morning, Cindy, who'd never gone to sleep but just pretended, dozing between Vera and Lloyd in bed, quietly got up and padded, naked, into the guest bedroom.
Very quietly, she wakened Sue.
The naked girls went into Sue's bedroom and bolted the door. Then they lay on top of Sue's bed, hugging and kissing each other with torrid passion. First, Sue finger-fucked the girl until Cindy came in wanton shudders of delight on her stroking fingers.
Then Cindy went down on Sue, a profound bond of sexual love growing between the two girls with each passing minute. Between Sue's ripe thighs, Cindy sucked her off with every trick she'd learned from Vera, smearing her face with Sue's delicious cunt-honey in a baptism of lust.
From Sue's juicy throbbing slit Cindy went to the moaning girl's asshole, which she lewdly sucked and kissed and tongued for ten full minutes, until Sue thought she would faint with joy.
Then the eager girls tried sixty-nine and for an hour they explored each other in a leisurely, dreamy tempo, almost idly sucking each other off. They teased each other in a contest of tantalizing thrills, seeing how long they could take to give each other orgasms.
Because Sue's tits were so ripely developed for her age but Cindy's were not, the older girl showed her how Cindy could sensuously ride her tit to have a climax. Sue discovered she liked it, shivered with delight as a wet, pulsing cunt rubbed and wriggled on her nipple, oozing its honey down over her tit to make it tingle.
Afterward, they giggled and talked for hours, planning to get boyfriends and swap them off and have wanton orgies together without their parents' knowledge.
Neither girl had ever had a sister and a genuine affection quickly rose between them them, much stronger than sisters because they shared hot, thrilling sex together.
Then Cindy confessed she had a strange urge. She wanted to tie Sue down and tease her with her tongue and fingers, a harmless game she promised. Quickly, the girl agreed.
At five-thirty in the morning, Sue went to find nylon cords while Cindy very cautiously crept back into the Carpenter's bedroom. She took the immense dildo and the knotted scarves and hid them under Sue's bed while the girl was still searching for rope.
When she found some and they'd cut it into short lengths, Cindy tied the older girl down on her back, so that her wrists and ankles were spreadeagled. Then Cindy cut off some adhesive tape, which she'd found in the medicine cabinet. She told Sue it was only because she'd probably scream with excitement and they didn't want to wake the house . . .
Now Sue was not only helplessly bound but gagged.
Staring down at her, Cindy felt a hot, fierce singing in her blood and she wondered if this is the way Vera felt when she'd tortured her so savagely.
Cindy began innocently enough, giving Sue a tongue-bath all over her naked silky flesh, until Sue was trembling and jerking her dripping pussy in a frantic plea.
Only then did Cindy take the dildo and the knotted scarves out from under the bed. Sue's eyes grew huge with surprise and then slowly rising terror as Cindy strapped the dildo on, her eyes blazing with an eerie light the older girl hadn't seen before. Smiling, Cindy wadded up one scarf and rammed it up Sue's asshole, then repeated the ritual with her own hole.
Then Cindy mounted the bound girl, smiling down at her as Sue moaned in terror beneath the gag. For a few minutes Cindy teased them both, brushing the quivering head of the giant cock to her cunt-lips, rubbing her naked tits lewdly to Sue's, slithering her tongue in her ear.
"I'm only doing this to make you happy,"
Cindy whispered in a voice that sent shivers of panic up Sue's spine.
"This is for your own good, Sue. That's what Vera told me, you know. I'm only going to do to you what your stepmother did to me, darling. You're gonna love it! Now hang on, honey ..."
And with a slow, hotly sensuous thrust of the massive prick, Cindy began her nightmare of terror for the helplessly tied girl.
Something had snapped in her brain when Vera was torturing her and the young blonde no longer had any control over her own violent urges. With a cunning that the brunette would admire, she'd sucked Sue in to a trap, having delicious sex with her so Sue would trust her completely. Now the truth was out. Cindy was no longer Cindy, the wide-eyed, trusting and eager innocent. She was unconsciously imitating Vera in every detail, tormenting Sue with taunts as she raped her tender pussy to a quickening, brutal rhythm, until Sue was screaming wildly against her gag and straining with all her might at her bonds.
And, like Cindy earlier, she couldn't stop coming.
After forty-five hysterical, terrifying, and yet fantastically lustful minutes, Cindy jerked out the scarf wadded up in Sue's asshole and rammed the dildo in its place.
And with insane delight, Cindy raped her there with all the power in her young hips, taking care to keep her head up and away from Sue's sharp frenzied teeth. Both their naked bodies drenched in sweat. Then, finally, Sue fainted.
Just as Vera took no mercy on her, Cindy continued her massive rape, a storm of violence and depravity in her blood, her mind whirling with sheer icy vengeance . . .
Lloyd didn't break into Sue's bedroom until one the next afternoon. They correctly figured that the girls had cloistered themselves in Sue's bedroom to have a private wild session of their own, but when repeated knocking didn't get any response at noon, they finally decided they'd better have a look.
It was a look none of them would forget.
Sue was still tied down on the bed, an expression of sheer horror on her face. Cindy was dreamily tit-fucking Lloyd's daughter, still unable to get enough after Vera's strange torment, feeling as if the fire in her smoldering loins would never go out.
That spectacle abruptly ended the weekend orgy ahead of time.
But the after effects of that shattering night went on and on, a chain reaction of events that changed all their destinies.
It was two weeks before Sue could have sex with her father again, and another week before she allowed Vera to tenderly go down on her. Very tenderly. The mere sight of a rope made her shudder in terror.
Lloyd personally destroyed the huge dildo with his buzz-saw in the garage, slicing it into fragments and throwing it in the trash. Vera would just have to get her kicks like everyone else as long as she stayed in that house, with the equipment Nature gave her.
Secretly, Vera replaced the giant cock but kept it hidden. It would be used for private sessions. Sue would be all right in time, she knew. She just couldn't take a little bizarre fun, poor thing . . .
But the Carpenters were now thoroughly into daughter-swapping, although they cut off all contact with the Haleys. Sheila was fantastic and they'd miss her, but her angel-faced daughter was a menace! And, Vera sighed with regret, a luscious, hot-pussied memory now.
That same week George finally got the rather blunt message from his wife and he moved out, to a motel room. Sheila disciplined her daughter viciously for what she'd done to the Carpenter girl, and Cindy cried and begged forgiveness and finally Sheila gave it to her.
But she kept a very, very sharp eye on Cindy when they started partying again with other girls and couples. Because both of them knew the wide-eyed, sweet-lipped girl was not quite right in the head any more, not when it came to sex.
That eerie demon inside Cindy would come out again, they both knew. It was just a matter of time and opportunity. Sheila could only wait and wonder and give her daughter all the hot reassurance she needed, down between her plump, juicy thighs morning and night, like medicine.
And George, the inspired master mind behind it all, bounced back with his usual good cheer and glib bullshit after a week of sullen depression. Well, shit, Sheila and Cindy and Vera and Sue weren't the only swinging asses in creation. There was a whole world full of it out there, beautiful tits and lovely asses and juicy, eager pussies. George told himself that over and over and over, until his spirits rose high and his cock even higher. After all, he was a super-hot salesman, the best, by God. If George couldn't talk them out of it, not even the devil could.
With that courageous decision, George immediately stocked up on ice cream, Cherry Delight by the gallon, and went out to meet the dawn of his wild new sex-life.
And while the world's greatest salesman got his share of rude rejections, he also made his quota of sales, knowing from experience that persistence always won out in the long run.
Only after eating out a greater many cold and sticky and nauseatingly sweet pussies, none of whom ever came back for seconds, did George begin to wonder if that horny bitch Vera had told him the truth.
How many cunts could you cram full of Cherry Delight before learning the awful truth?
One hell of a lot, George learned. He may have been a turkey, but there were a hell of a lot of dumb broads in this world who actually let him pack ice cream up their shocked, numb pussies and greedily lick it out.
But, Jesus, it sure felt cold on his pecker!