Chapter 6
When I drove to Denyse's building off Lexington Avenue the next night, I felt the most wonderful, the most uninhibited, the freest I had felt in years. I was smoking a marijuana cigarette and I thought I was floating. I checked myself and began to be very careful. After three times around the block, a man pulled out a big Mercedes from a parking place two doors away from Denyse's.
I had taken Kenneth to JFK for a non-stop jet to Los Angeles and given him a "goodbye kiss" in the form of sucking him off in broad daylight in the car in the parking lot at the airport. He said it would "seal our love" until he returned. That was early in the afternoon, and I didn't really begin to feel free until later. In fact, I was bogged down mentally, depressed about something. An idea kept wanting to sprout about not trusting Ken.
I don't know why I should have suspected him of anything. It was probably, I thought, just the cold way he acted, even after he fucked me twice that previous afternoon. He told me that he understood about not being able to come to a Lesbos party, and I had promised to talk to Jeanne about letting him fuck her. I wanted to tell Cissy all about things too, but Ken said "No!" He wanted to work on an idea for letting her in on everything. She was very jealous of him, and I would have to have the invitation for her to join Club Lesbos before he broke the news to us and worked out a way to have a threesome while Kenneth was gone.
The nagging suspicion that Ken was up to something and that I was playing into his hands vanished later on, and the marijuana had me on a very comfortable high. It was my second one for the day, and I had not had any whiskey to drink. Ken had even bought me a little jeweled cigarette case and put 20 marijuana cigarettes in it. I wanted to just pass a few around and pretend that they were regular cigarettes, but the flavor would give them away in a second. And while they were rolled to perfection, marijuana just doesn't look like tobacco.
As I locked the car and headed toward Denyse's building it was 9:20 PM. I smiled, recalling that I had always been 10 to 20 minutes late for dates and parties. I suppose that I liked to make a "grande entrance" after I knew that most of the other people would be there. I had bought a new outfit that morning and was sure it would make a hit-a red and yellow romper suit with a mock turtle neck that could be zipped down for the "plunge look". It was a knit outfit and very chic. I wore a pair of my crotchless nylon pantyhose. Stockings would have been impossible as the romper legs were almost as short as some hot pants I had seen.
"Norma . . . Norma . . . over here!" a loud whisper called out to me from a sporty new Capri parked just across the street. "Come on . . . get in the front seat. I've got to talk to you."
As I walked around to open the passenger door, I was barely able to make out the contours of a female face and hair in the drivers' seat. But when I leaned down to look in the window as the woman opened the door for me, I could clearly recognize the sultrily attractive, brown face with the full and sensuous lips that belonged to Laura Lee Lenox, the black model.
"What is it, Laura Lee?" I asked sitting down beside her and accepting a warm, wet kiss and a squeezing embrace of my right breast. "Oh, Laura Lee! I'm just in the mood tonight. Don't turn me on so fast. Denyse said these parties take a while to get going . . . But . . . why are you sitting out here in your car? Haven't you been inside yet? Are there going to be lots of people?"
"Only one you don't know from the night you were here before," Laura Lee answered, holding my hand and squeezing it, her smile turning to a more serious expression. "Yes, I've been in. I was early, the first one. When I saw it was after nine and you weren't here yet, I thought I better try to sneak out and let you know what's going on. . . ."
"Is something wrong? Is Jeanne hurt, or. . .
"Shut up, dammit!" Laura Lee stopped me, putting her long fingers around my left thigh and squeezing almost painfully. "I was over here yesterday morning when Jeanne got back from your place. Denyse was furious. She threatened to call off the cocktail party for clients to meet Jeanne, and to break her modeling contract. It was a big scene, honey. And today, Denyse woke up thinking Jeanne was in bed with her . . . but she wasn't. Denyse started looking around the house and found her in the goddam kitchen. Juanita was sitting up on the drain board with her legs wide open, and Jeanne was sitting on a stool in front of her, eating away."
"Jeanne, I'm afraid is a little nympho," I told Laura Lee. "But Denyse must have realized that when she signed her on."
"Denyse is a funny, moody woman, Norma," the black girl said. "She can be sweet-talking you and making you love it, and all the time she can be thinking of how she's going to fuck you up. This morning, she made some 'cute' little remark to Juanita and Jeanne when she saw them, as if she approved. Fact is, she coaxed them to go right ahead, and started playing with Jeanne's titties. Suddenly then, she broke out and nearly tore one of Jeanne's nipples off! She yanked Juanita off the sink and threw her on the floor and began kicking her. Then she started hitting Jeanne again . . . beating the hell out of the poor kid.
"Well . . . Jeanne managed to sneak away and put some clothes on while Denyse was all wrapped up in torturing Juanita . . . she fixed her a douche with boiling water! I was just eating breakfast by myself, when Jeanne came up to my apartment and told me about it. She was afraid Denyse might actually kill Juanita. But I knew different. Denyse knows how] to hurt you like hell and not leave any marks. Jeanne's bruises went away fast, except for a black eye that's covered nicely with make-up. She's all right, don't worry.
"Juanita's all right too . . . just a little sore in her ussy and a few minor bruises. The problem now is Denyse. She started drinking a lot after she beat up the girls, and she's been at it nearly all day. She's stopped now, but she's pretty drunk still, and I wanted you to be prepared for any kind of greeting."
"Who's the new girl at the party?" I asked, spreading my thighs so that the sexy, black model could reach into my cunt through the opening in the pantyhose. "Mm-mmm . . . and your fingers feel nice too."
"I'm hot too, honey," Lama Lee said, spreading legs that were barely covered in a black mini. "Diddle my clit while we talk, will you? Tha-at's it. Two hot pussies-ah! Well . . . the 'new girl' isn't very new to us, and she's hardly a girl, but she is one of the horniest, filthy-mouthed cunts you've ever known. One drink turns her on so that shell suck every cunt in sight!
"Ramona Sherman's 43 and married to a Southern tobacco millionaire, but they've got a place here in New York too. She's got ash-blonde hair, and a body about as full as Denyse's and just as firm. And she drinks like a fish. We've known her for two years now. I was doing a fashion show she came to see, and she lingered around afterward and asked me out for a drink. I think we had spotted each other while I was doing the show."
"Oh ... oh, Laura Lee. . . . I'm coming," I said with a relaxed feeling that was brought on by the marijuana. "Let's go on up to the party . . . I'm hungry too."
"O-o-oh! Popped it, baby!" the girl responded with her orgasm. "That was nice. Well ... I better go back in first and then you ring the bell and somebody will answer and buzz the lock for you."
"How will you get back in?"
"I left the door open just a fraction by putting a book of matches at the bottom. I was right here, so I could keep an eye on it....."
After about five minutes, I got out of Laura Lee's car and walked across the street to Denyse's building. I rang the bell several times, but there was no response whatsoever. Finally, I remembered that Jeanne or Denyse had mentioned that they held the parties in the second floor studio, so I pushed that button very firmly for several seconds.
"Who's 'at . . uh?" an unfamiliar and very high female voice greeted me, blaring with distortion through the little loudspeaker.
"This is Norma," I replied in a soft but audible voice adding, "And I'll bet your name is Ramona!"
"Sure sound sweet, Norma. . . . ," her voice faded off and the buzzer was on just barely long enough for me to grab the doorknob and push the door open.
I could hear some music coming from the second floor, but not much in the way of talk. After I was on the second floor, the sounds became louder, but the studio door was closed. I wondered if it would be locked, decided it wasn't, and then pushed it open and walked right in.
The overhead kleig lights were dimmed down about as far as they could go and cast blue, green, yellow and red glows in an eerie suffusion all over the carpeted studio. The cameras and other equipment had been removed. There were large mats thrown around the room. At the end was a small bar with about four stools, much like the one in Denyse's apartment.
There was a separate light source behind the bar and the first person I recognized was Juanita. She called out to me and immediately began to fix a Scotch on the rocks. She was completely naked except for a white nylon apron through which her dark cunt hairs were quite visible. But the more intriguing thing about them was that the light from behind the bar shone through them to outline her upper thighs. When she turned, her pretty, shapely ass was enhanced in appearance by the big bow at the back of her waist and the sheer apron that was evident between her legs and at the hips.
"You like to look at me?" she asked, handing me the drink, then pulling up the apron, licking her fingers and applying them to her cunt. "Feel more good for a nice woman to watch me. I masturbate more 25 times today. See? You like watch Juanita do this . . . sexy?"
I nodded my head affirmatively and watched the little child of sex rub her clit furiously, then put her fingers back to her mouth, spit on them, and go at her clit again. It was enjoyable, pleasurable, to watch such a young, pretty and well-formed girl play with herself. I wondered where everyone else was, because as my eyes became adjusted to the semi-darkness, I realized that they were not laying around on the mats, as I thought they would be. I seemed to hear giggles and voices coming from some- where, but nothing was clearly identifiable. I was so relaxed and high on the marijuana cigarette I had smoked until it burned my fingers, that I didn't really care. I was absorbed in watching Juanita masturbate.
Her calves were small and girlish, her thighs a little larger. But they made an opening at their juncture. If she was standing up with her legs together, there would be a space at her very crotch that I could put my finger through and probably not touch her flesh. As she masturbated, and grunted and groaned and went, "Ah . . . ha-cha! Hot! Hot pussy! Ha-cha! Hot! Come! Come, hot pussy ... oh, I got to make it you come, goddam you, hot pussy! Hot pussy!" I put my hands to my breasts. I was not wearing a bra because both the top of the romper suit (which was like a body-shirt) and the vest were enough to contain my firm breasts and not reveal the nipple outline unless I thrust them out deliberately.
"You're hot, Juanita! Hot!" I said in a raspy, sexy voice, massaging my breasts with great pleasure. "Come, Juanita! Come! Get juicy and come! See? See me juggling my titties? Here . . . I'll pull the zipper down and you can see the top part of my breasts and the cleavage!"
Of course, Juanita's breasts were naked, firm and moving from side to side. Small breasts, even almost flat breasts on an otherwise sexy female give me a turn-on. I think the reason if that if I suck on small breasts, I can fill my mouth with the entire breast When I suck a large-busted woman's nipples, such as Denyse's, the nipples and area surrounding them are filling. In other words, I have a mouthful of stiff flesh, sensitive flesh, to suck on-much like a man's cock.
"Miss Norma! Oh, I come ... I come!" Juanita cried out as I leaned over the bar and licked her nipples.
The sexy Cuban teenager slumped back against the cooler along the wall nd rolled her head from side to side. I took out my breasts by pulling down hard on my bra, and leaned over, letting them rest on the bar. I dipped my fingers in my drink and moistened my nipples with the cold Scotch. I was going to smoke another marijuana cigarette, but I realized how high I was when I nearly dumped the rest of my drink on the bar and the cold Scotch was swirling around under my nipples.
"Lick it up!" I said to Juanita. "Lick up all the good Scotch around my nipples!"
Like an automaton or slave, the girl suddenly perked up and was licking all over the bar! When her mouth got to my nipples, the little lips closed over them and she began to suck. I could feel the spilled liquor come up around my nipples then go into her mouth. What a wild and wonderful sexual animal, I thought. She had been trained by Denyse since she was 14. Everything about Lesbian sex appealed to her. She would do anything for a woman. . . .
"Don't . . . awgh . . . not all of it, no!" I heard a familiar voice scream from beyond a door near the other side of the studio. "Not all of you! Awgh . . ugh!"
It was Jeanne!
"Where are they?" I asked Juanita demandingly. "What are they doing to Jeanne?"
"Some sex . . ," Juanita answered, but her eyes were scared! "They in dressing room . . . maybe bathroom in dressing room. They come back in a minute. . . ."
I heard a cascade of howling, raucous, obscene laughter from several females. There was another loud scream and protest from Jeanne. And then there was the distinct sound of water running, like a shower bath or a faucet turned on full force.
"My hair's ruined!" Jeanne cried out. "Look what you've done to it! I don't care now . . . ow! That soap and shampoo burns my eyes . . . take it easy ... oh, please, Denyse . . . don't let them do it again!"
I jumped from the bar stool and ran to the door to the dressing room. I threw it open. It was a well lighted room with fluorescent tubing on the ceiling and around the makeup counter. The door at the far end was open, and I saw them all! They were naked, laughing and crowded around the half opened glass door that closed off the bathtub for showering. A fairly large and older woman, whom I assumed to be Ramona, was stepping back into the tub with Jeanne.
"No! I'm not that way. I don't want any more . . . please!" Jeanne begged, and it was not too difficult to figure what they had been doing to her.
"You had your turn, Ramona . . . damn glutton!" Denyse said, grabbing the woman by the arm and pulling her out just before I was about to go over and make a rescue attempt. "Take another shampoo and shower, Jeanne, kid . . . now's time for another drink, huh? Le's go. . . ."
"Not anymore for you, Denyse," Laura Lee said with authority. "You promised me, Denyse . . . and look who's herel It's sexy Norma!"
"Are you all right, Jeanne?" I yelled, ignoring them for the moment as I walked right in the bathroom with them.
"Norma! Oh, thank God, you're here," she cried out in a wave of relief. "Yes . . . I'm all right now. I don't think they're going to do it to me again. . .
"Aw, shut up, you little Texas tramp!" Denyse screamed at her, then turned to me with bloodshot eyes that gave away lack of sleep and heavy drinking. "So, our other Texas . . . girl has made it, uh? Well, you just missed a good show. We had your little of girlfriend in there givin' her a......"
"Why don't you go upstairs and sleep it off, Denyse," Laura Lee suggested, putting her arm around the woman and looking at me with trepidation, wondering if I was going to cause trouble. "Come on now, Denyse. I'll get in bed with you and lick your sweet pussy until you go right off to sleep. Then in a couple of hours, well all come wake you up with a gang-suck!"
"Go t'hell, nigger!" Denyse said, pushing her aside as we all walked out of the tiny, steaming bathroom and toward the door to the studio. "How 'bout that, big Texas? Bet you thought a Yankee wouldn' call a nigger a nigger. Tha's Lar' Lee . . . goddam nigger!"
"She's drunk, Laura Lee," I said, trying to wedge between them. "Let me take her upstairs and put her in bed. Don't let her get to you, Laura Lee. She doesn't realize what she's saying."
"That doesn't bother me," the tall, slim, and curvy naked Negro girl told me. "She's kidded, called me 'nigger' a hundred times. It's the way somebody calls me a 'nigger' that matters. You go ahead and help Jeanne dry off, and I'll take her upstairs. . . ."
"Wait a fuckin' minute, nigger!" Denyse yelled with bitter derision, and I could see the muscles in Lama Lee's neck tense suddenly. "I'm a hostess here .... got t'introduce sexy, big Texas here to Ramona. Norma . . . how you like that . . . big titties, big ass, sucks ten . . . twenty cunts a day when she's on v'cation 'n Mex'co. Ten or twenty, teenage cunts."
"Hi there, sweetheart," the full-bodied, ash-blonde woman said as she walked over and hugged me and kissed my mouth sloppily. "Yeah, Denyse said you were sweet. I let the door buzz for you . . . .'member? Whyn't you get naked, honey. I like to suck young pussy like yours. Those Mex' kids are okay in 'Capulco . . . but you're jus' a right age to have flavor. Pussy's best when a girl's about 25 to 35. I wan's'm pussy t'eat."
I held the wobbly woman at arm's length so that I could have a good look at her body. Only her being almost drunk detracted from Ramona. She was pleasingly plump, but, as Laura Lee had told me, her breasts, ass and thighs were firm. Her flesh was very "cream-white", the breasts large and mobile. I smiled as my eyes went down to the patch of brownish red hair between her thighs, and she gave her luft buttock a hard slap. The quivers it set up in her upper thighs and ass was exciting for me to watch. My own pussy was beginning to itch again.
"Hey, goddam it!" Denyse called out and stumbled over to push Ramona and I apart, then looked at me. "You think you're a rich cunt . . . with a mil . . . milli . . . millions a dollars 'cause a your fuckin' husban'. This's Ramona, an' her Ol' Man's got twice as many mill-uns! Shit . . . can't talk. See, Norma! Watch 'is! Suck my pussy, Ramona . . . suck. Hot. wet, pussy. . . ."
Ramona dropped to her knees immediately and grasped Denyse's thighs. Her mouth was all over the woman's lower belly and then into her pussy. She slurped and sucked and hcked like the drunken, nympho-Les she was, and Denyse leaned back and gave out with orgasmic sighs.
"Ha-ha!" Denyse laughed aloud, as Ramona's lips and tongues played on her open cunt. "You like the taste of youngstuff ... 25 to 35! Well, I'm over th'hump, baby. This's 41 year old pussy . . .
and you love it......"
I walked back toward the bathroom that opened into the big dressing room and found Jeanne out of the shower and drying herself. Her body looked so fresh, clean, young, vibrant! Her legs looked so perfect, her breasts inviting. I pulled her up to me while she was drying her feet, and our lips met in a wonderful embrace. My hand went between her thighs and I felt that her pussy was almost dry!
"Are you all right, Jeanne?" I asked with determination.
"Now . . . yes," she replied after our mouths parted and she looked at me with adoration. "But . . . do you know what they did to me. . . . ?
"Yes," I answered her softly, squeezing her young breasts gently. "Was it all that bad?"
"Norma!" she exclaimed, then melted into my arms and began to kiss me. "You . . . you're not like that! I was the one . . . yes, Norma! I seduced you. I always tried to make it look the other way, Norma. I love you. I ... I love other women . . . and I like raw sex! But not what they were doing to me!"
"No, darling," I said, only to calm her down, knowing that I still had to get Cissy invited and to continue my Lesbian loves, no matter what. "But Denyse was very upset and drunk. She's a ... a very flighty sort of woman. You know that, Jeanne."
"I love you, Norma . . ," she panted, and then began to take my clothes off until I was naked. "You're the only reason I accepted Denyse's offer. I've had offers before. One girl wanted to make me the most famous model on the West Coast-nude modeling. Denyse is legitimate high fashion . . . I guess I figured I could have my cake and eat it too....."
"You fuckin' . . . black-ass nigger!" we heard Denyse's voice crying and wailing from beyond the door to the studio. "You don't tell me if I can have a drink 'r not! Juanita! Fix me a fucking drink!"
"She sounds more sober," Jeanne said with a giggle that indicated she felt a lot better. "By the way . . . have you ever had a girl fuck you with her big toe? That Ramona is something....."
"Have you ever smoked a real cigarette?" I asked her, grabbing the case from my purse and opening it.
"Grass?" she asked. "Yes," I replied.
"No . . . I've been tempted before," she said, her slim fingers reaching for a cigarette. "Are you sure these are reefers?"
"Yes . . . made in a modern machine," I said, lolling my hand behind her buttocks and feeling very itchy between my legs again. "I smoked one a while ago and I feel wonderful!"
Jeanne accepted a light from me and mentioned that Denyse, when she was sober, would love to have one too. But it was at that moment that we heard Denyse and Lama Lee cursing and screaming again. There were "thudding" sounds too. It was no playful antic. We both ran through the dressing room and out into the big studio with its bar and "love mats". The fine fine between love (sex?) and hate, was being put to the test!
Although Laura Lee had seemed quite sober and Denyse quite drunk, the white woman had the upper hand for the moment, and it was a good thing that the mats were all over the floor. Denyse used her elbow to slam hard against the breasts of the model, who fell to the floor on her back, her head landing on a mat. When she started to get up, her black-haired cunt glistening with desire, Denyse raised her left leg and kicked her brutally in the face.
She had used so much force that Lama Lee's head made a thumping noise when it hit the mat. But just as Denyse was about to literally jump up on top of the girl's stomach, Laura Lee threw her right leg around the backs of Denyse's ankles, taking her by complete surprise. Laura Lee, her beautiful breasts jiggling freely, eased herself up from the floor and lapped over Denyse's body, landing on her stomach positioned diagonally across her.
"You goddam nigger! Black cunt!" Denyse screamed, but her voice was pitiful; she was trying to talk through the crying from the heavy fall she had taken. "I'll gouge out your . . . your fucking, big, brown eyes that you think are so goddam beautiful!"
Laura Lee quickly elbowed Denyse under her chin and made her fall back choking and coughing terribly! At almost the same moment, the black girl jammed the four fingers of her right hand as far as they would go into Denyse's wet cunt. Her thumb gripped over the pubic mound and she pulled upward with such force that I could imagine what it felt like! With enough force, she could break that part of her pelvic bone structure!
But Laura Lee was so intent on her grip of the woman's cunt and the pain it was causing, that she did not see Denyse's hands sneak up under her right breast. With the thumbs together and spread from the fingers, the photographess managed to grab Laura Lee's breast right next to her body, then pull!
"Ow, goddam! Damn you, fucking honky!" Laura Lee yelled, letting go her grip on Denyse's cunt to try to grab her Wrists. "You'll pull my damn tit off, Denyse . . . damn ow!"
Laura Lee's attempt to wrench Denyse's hands away from her breast only worsened the matter for her. She pulled at the woman's hands with the result that her breast was squeezed out into a misshapen and deformed mass of reddening flesh! And then Laura Lee bit down on the back of Denyse's right hand and forced her to let go.
The black girl's breast was pulled and stretched beyond what I ever thought was possible. Denyse actually used it to slap her in the face. The pain was excruciating for Laura Lee, who made a desperate attempt at gaining release from the woman by coming down on her forearm with a karete-like chop. Denyse screamed and writhed in pain as her body rolled over on the floor and she grabbed the injured arm with the other.
We all thought it might be broken and tried to keep Lama Lee from pouncing right on Denyse's back and pinning her to the floor. I thought I heard a cracking noise like a bone breaking, and I knelt by Denyse to feel her forearm. I knew a little about first aid, and I was pretty sure that she had no broken bones.
"All right, you motherfucker!" Laura Lee shouted victoriously as she sat on the small of Denyse's back and grabbed the major part of the woman's hair and forced her to hold her head up in a very awkward way. "If I pull hard enough, I pull it all out, baby! Or maybe you like it better if I bounce your fucking head up and down on your chin and face . . . break off a few of those pearly-white teeth and crack the bone in your nose! You give up, honky? Tell me how sorry you are! Tell me!"
"You ... go to hell!" Denyse said through gritted teeth, every muscle in her body poising itself. "You . . . ow . . . that goddam fingernail is cutting my ass open. I'll fix you, black bitch!"
Laura Lee had jabbed the two fingers of her left hand between Denyse's buttocks and into her asshole. The woman's legs were spread so there was no problem in finding the target. Her long, talonlike nails had cut the flesh, and a spot or two of blood was visible just before Denyse made her next move.
The black girl was in a fairly vulnerable position when she was holding up Deneyse's head with her right hand and then half turned so that she could get to her anus with the fingers of the left hand. She was caught completely off balance when Denyse used every ounce of strength she had to raise up and dump Laura Lee. The black girl's body slammed to the floor, her big breasts brutally hitting and then dragging along the wood.
Mercilessly, Denyse stood up and began to kick Laura Lee's sides with her bare feet. The model tried to use her hands to protect herself from the hard, pedal blows to her side and underneath to her belly, but Denyse took advantage of that to roll the girl over on her stomach, then jump over her stomach, coming down on it with the weight of her whole body.
It completely knocked the wind out of Laura Lee, and the temporarily victorious Denyse, sitting on the black model's abdomen, began to slap the bruised breasts back and forth. The noise sounded like that of a fastly used punching bag, but the slaps were more crisp. They were both perspiring, and each open handed slap was very noisy, while the fist hits were more of a thud.
"Goddam, you're killing me, Denyse . . . oh, it . . ," Laura Lee groaned, as if on the verge of defeat, obviously suffering from the slaps and blows to her breasts. "What ... do you want me to do . . . say I give up?"
"Not yet!" snapped Denyse, her teeth gritting and a savage look in her eyes. "I want to ... to mess up that face a little too, bitch! Fix you . . . so you won't be doing any modeling for a while. . . ."
"Oh, no, please . . . ," Laura Lee pleaded, and we all seemed surprised at how fast the fighting had made Denyse sober up.
But Laura Lee was only feigning near defeat and successfully put Denyse off guard. The model suddenly brought her balled right fist against the woman's rib-cage and Denyse fell off. Hurting and crying, Laura Lee jumped to her feet. She didn't kick, but backed away as a boxer, just waiting for Denyse to get up. And when she did, Laura Lee gave her a very brutally hard jab to the belly and a fast, strong right to the face. Denyse fell down on two of the mats unconscious.
The room was deathly still at first. Laura Lee's labored breathing seemed to be the only sound. Jeanne and I were hugging each other, and we both were at a height of passion, having been turned on voyeuristically by viewing the sadism. Jeanne had smoked the entire marijuana cigarette and she was floating more so than I. Of course, nearly everyone in the room was on Laura Lee's side. Denyse had clearly taken advantage of her when she kept pummeling her breasts. And she would have gone a lot farther too.
But Ramona was from the South. Ramona had a very special attraction for Denyse. And it was the 43 year old married woman who walked over and dropped to her knees and craddled Denyse's face tenderly.
"Oh, my darling . . . are you hurt? Are you unconscious? Talk to me, Denyse ... please?" the woman cried, stroking her hair and kissing her face.
"Who . . . what. . . ," Denyse said very faintly, her eyes just beginning to open.
And then the strangest thing happened!
"Get away from Denyse, damn you!" Laura Lee cursed Ramona, then lay alongside her former opponent with an arm around her breasts as she kissed and licked her face tenderly, almost crying as she said, "Oh, baby, honey . . . sweet Denyse. Please, forgive me, my darling! I love you too much to want to hurt you. I just couldn't stand your 'niggering' me any more . . . the way you said it. It tore me up, because I love you too much....."
"It's all right, my darling," Denyse responded in a soft, intimate voice, putting her arms lovingly around Laura Lee's neck and then rolling over on top of the black girl. "It was my fault. I'm sorry. I love you too. And I want to fuck you. . .
"Oh, precious sweetheart!" Laura Lee cried out joyously, spreading her legs far apart so that Denyse could position her mount right on top of the girl's. "Do me . . . fuck me, lover. I'm so hot, I'll do it any way! Oh, shit, I'm hot for your body!"
Denyse was known as an expert at flat-fucking a girl and Jeanne and I, our hands feeling thighs, breasts, cunts and assholes, crouched down to get a better view. The white woman was already teasing Laura Lee by rubbing their sensitive and hairy mounds together. In a moment or so, after rubbing their breasts together and French kissing on their mouths, Denyse began to spread her legs too, until they were right against the younger model's.
They locked their legs closer together by intertwining their feet and ankles. Jeanne and I (and the others), then moved around so that we could see more clearly right up between their thighs. Laura Lee was pushing her ass and moving her cunt back and forth against Denyses's. They were both very wet way up between their thighs there, and Denyse's secretions dripped through Lama Lee's hairy cunt and onto the mat.
"Look! Look!" Jeanne said to me, pointing at Denyse's long, swollen clit as it emerged from between her cunt lips.
I had remembered it from before, of course, but to see it work at such close range was a very sensual treat. They moved their pelvises together slowly and the taller Denyse helped feed a nipple for Laura Lee to suck on. The girl immediately took the pick treat between her lips and into her mouth.
"Jeanne!" Denyse called out in frustration. "Look up between our crotches there . . . help get my clit on hers . . . you know ... so I can fuck. . . ."
I envied Jeanne as she went right up between their legs and fingered around in the black girl's gaping cunt until she found the clit. I crept up closer too and began to lick Laura Lee's thighs and kiss them, being rewarded by a sigh from her. Jeanne having located the lower clit, then easily put her fingers around Denyse's big, wet clit and led it into place over the other one.
"Oh ... oh, that's perfect!" Laura Lee called out. "And lick that leg, Norma! This is a real ball!"
I was thoroughly enjoying licking up the inside of their outstretched thighs. They were both perspiring, but the difference between the moisture of perspiration and the dampness of the area closer to the female genitals was very noticeable. As Denyse was on top, it was her thighs that I licked the higher, but then I moved away because of the "bumping" movements of the woman's big ass as she flatfucked the girl.
"Oh ... oh, joy! Joy! Joy!" Laura screamed wildly as her first orgasm came, then called out to us with impassioned laughter, "Y'all come! All come Bang me! Bang me, babies!"
We all took up position around the moving bodies Jeanne first kissed and licked the sides of Laura Lee's thighs as I went between the legs again and managed to pull apart Denyse's exciting buttocks. They were so creamy white and smooth that I spontaneously began to lick them all over and gradually worked toward the crease. But I was rudely pushed aside by Ramona, whose open mouth and tongue could not wait to devour the woman's crease and anus. I pulled back and watched her thick tongue lap so hungrily and thirstily at the dampened crevice. I held the cheeks farther apart yet, and saw the tongue force its way into her asshole as far as it was possible!
Ramona was the most ravenous woman I had ever seen. I moved down a little farther, and she moved almost on top of Denyse. Her head was down between the two females' crotches and by moving to the side, I watched her suck Denyse's clitoris out of the black pussy beneath it.
"Damn you, Ramona!" Lama Lee cursed, but there was no more serious anger in her voice. "If you're going to steal my 'prick', move your cunt up here and I can have something to suck on besides Denyse's spit!"
I got up on my knees and watched Ramona maneuver her white body, twisting it almost halfway until her pussy was near the faces of the black girl and the photographess. Laura Lee's face moved out and her pinkish tongue moved through her full lips to enter the fur covered mouth of Ramona's dripping cunt. I moved up to their faces, my body stretched out in the opposite direction, and I watched Lama Lee's skillful tongue seem to grow longer and longer with each penetration.
Ramona moved her right leg over my back, which opened up her thighs more and put her pussy much closer to the young model's wonderful mouth. And then I felt a gentle probing between the upper cheeks of my buttocks and realized that Ramona was using her big toe at my rear. My body tingled at the very idea of her three way Lesbian contact, or four, actually.
The woman was sucking and licking Denyse's long clit as well as the black pussy beneath it, satisfying her taste for cunt from two women at the same time! Simultaneously, she had her pussy at Laura Lee's sucking and licking mouth, while she was just getting ready to insert her big toe in my asshole, which she had finally found!
In addition to that, there were actually three faces at her pussy area-Laura Lee's, mine, and Denyse's. I began to lick out around the public hairs, and lick in them, while Denyse licked her hips and ass. The odor of the three faces and one cunt was overhwelmingly erotic! Voyeurism played so much a part in my excitement too. I was only inches away and watched with tremendous excitement as I realized that it was true what they said about Laura Lee. She had trained herself to gradually make her tongue stretch out farther and farther as she went down on a girl! She curled it lengthwise as if it were a prick and pressed her lips to Ramona's wet cunt. Only a tiny space separated their lips with each thrust, and I could see the long, rolled tongue pull back in the model's mouth with a "slurp", bringing with it sex juices, and then see it slide back in to the very end, as if I were watching a long subway train move by a window that showed only a small part of the train at a time!
"Laura Lee's a genius with her tongue," Denyse said to me admiringly as she too watched the process. "I needed to get beaten by her this time. I go too far sometimes . . ."
"Have you had fights like that before?" I asked.
"Several times," she admitted, her voice speaking as quietly as mine. "You have no idea how much stronger your lovemaking is after a fight with a girl you're very fond of. When I flat-fucked her than, I think we both had half a dozen orgasms. Oh, God, it was good!"
"Have you been mad with Jeanne yet?" I asked, meeting her smiling eyes with mine as we looked way from the oral-fuck Lama Lee was giving Ramona's cunt. "She's a hot little thing, you know, d I'm quite fond of her too." "I know," Denyse said, licking her lips as she kept looking at my mouth. "And I'm a very jealous type. I might get mad at her . . . scold her a little. But Jeanne's all femme as far as I'm concerned. I could never fight with her like I do with Lama Lee sometimes ... or like I might with you. . . ."
"Do you want to fight me?" I asked her very frankly.
"No, Norma," she said with a little laugh. "Not now, anyway. I feel so happy. I think this is quite an exciting way to have a sexy conversation, don't you? Our three heads huddled together and our bodies feeling so good."
"Ramona has her big toe fucking my ass!" I added, "and I'm sure you feel Jeanne licking around you down there somewhere."
"My thighs and between bodies, titties too," Denyse said with a passionate sigh. "But the way Ramona can suck my clit and tongue Lama Lee's cunt alternately . . . oh, it's so Arte!"
"I want to suck your clit too," I said, passionately picturing the long, red gristle that fascinated me so. I want to bite it.!"
"You will," Denyse promised moving her face closer to mine and tonguing my forehead and nose. "We'll all eventually have time to do everything. But it all can't be done at one party. Oh, that goddam Juanita! Look at her, sitting over there on the bar stool spitting on her fingers and trying to masturbate herself until she passes out. I have to spell everything out to her. She should be over here licking us or something. I hope I can find some new girls for members . . . ones whom I can trust. That's the tough problem."
"Maybe I can help a little," I replied, then waited for Denyse to shriek out and shudder in orgasm before I continued. "My stepdaughter, Cissy Hathaway . . . you said you'd met her before."
"Cissy! Yes!" Denyse said enthusiastically, although a little out of breath. "Have you . . . made it with her? She's a darling!"
"I've almost made it with her," I replied, rotating my ass as Ramona's toe kept digging in farther and Denyse tipped her tongue and tried to put it up one of my nostrils. "Um-mmm . . . that's a nice twist. But as I was saying about Cissy-I know she'd love to join us. She's bi, but her only real male lover is Ken, my stepson. And he'd give a thousand dollars to join us to. . . ."
"That's . . . out!"
"Yes, I know," I replied. "I've told him that. He gave me a beautiful cigarette case filled with marijuana cigarettes. That's why I've got on such a glow tonight. And he also has some LSD, and so does Cissy."
"Does Cissy fly a lot . . . use LSD?" Denyse asked with intense interest, trying to signal Juanita to join us. "I'm afraid of drugs . . . but LSD and pot are all right, unless you get caught. I should be able to trust you . . . and Cissy. Why don't we arrange for another party soon and have Cissy here?"
"Let me be the hostess for the next Club Lesbos meeting," I said, feeling Juanita's tongue vying with Ramona's toe for space at my sensitive asshole. "We have a darling French maid too, a teenager yet! She's every femme and nice. My husband's out of town for a week. How about Sunday night?"
"Oh, it sounds wonderful!" Denyse enthused, then frowned. "But make damn sure that stepson of yours doesn't try to crash the party. Ken Hathaway spells trouble."
"I have that all taken care of," I told her a little boastfully. "Ken fucks me when we can work it out. He gives me the pot and LSD. I swing with him and Cissy, and Cissy comes to the Club Lesbos parties. Everything evens out."
"Sounds good," Denyse said, then began to cry out with joy. "Oh, Ramona! Ramona! Bite it! Ah-oh! There it goes. Oh, goddam....."
Our spicy conversation in the midst of the physical pleasures was recessed for the moment. All of us were working toward orgasms in various ways. Even Juanita had moved around so that she could suck Jeanne's spicy blonde cunt as she wrapped her legs around my right thigh and moved her wet, Cuban pussy up and down in a way that was frosting on the cake for me, but a means of orgasm for her.
The frosting wasn't bad for me, either. I think it was the first time that a girl had gotten herself off that way with me, and I thoroughly enjoyed the sensations of her open, wet, cunt flesh and the small, hard clit juicing up and sensitizing my thigh. It was quite a good connection except that I wanted something in my pussy. I realized that I must not be all Lesbian because my thoughts went to Ken and his cock.
"Ramona . . . Ramona!" I called out, as an idea struck me. "Can you . . . put your big toe in my cunt and get me off ... if I twist my ass around the other way?"
"Yes . . . yes . . . ," she said breathlessly, making gulping noises as she took her mouth away momentarily from the black and white cunts. "Swing . . . swing your ass around, darling. You won't . . . be the first girl I've 'toed-off'."
I rotated the lower part of my body so that I was lying on a hip and still had kissing and licking access to Denyse's face and Ramona's cunt and an occasional kiss and lick at Laura Lee's cheeks, ear or lips. I slid one leg way back to open my thighs and Ramona then skillfully wiggled her big toe into my cunt! It was so exciting! So different! I just couldn't imagine that all the Lesbian sex I wanted was there! I had it!
"Do you like a toe-fuck?" Denyse asked me after licking on Ramona's upper thigh. "She's wonderful at that. Oh, Norma ... you must be one of us. You love women and girls like we do. You're intelligent and Cissy is intelligent. I want both of you to come and enjoy Lesbian sex to the fullest! I'm . . . not unattractive ... and I can promise Cissy many nice, young and sexy models! Don't you see, darling? Cissy will bring us class . . . like you! And if you and Cissy can get marijuana and LSD for us safely . . . Club Lesbos will grow! I can promise you some of the most popular and sexy fashion models in New York-married and single. And all so discreet. You and Cissy can have the lives you want. Oh, I know about your husband. He hates Lesbians I But Cissy is almost 100% Lesbian . . . except for her brother....."
"Yes . . . but he's a very sexy man," I interrupted her. "Ken's cock is so long and digs into my clit too...."
"Shut up!" Denyse cut me off. "I'm only interested in Cissy and the French maid. Are you with us or not, Norma? I know where your family apartment is on Fifth Avenue. Do we have an all girl party Sunday? Or ... do you want me to forget it?"
"No . . . no, Denyse," I vowed as sincerely as I knew how. "Nine o'clock . . . make it six o'clcok to start . . . Sunday evening. Cissy and I will be there . . . plenty of goodies to make us fly and be beautifully happy. . . ."
"Wonderful . . . and now, let's come again!" Denyse cried out, and we all throbbed, tingled, thrilled . . . and orgasmed!