Chapter 8
The exclusive area of Manhattan where Doris' vast and expensive mansion was located boasted U.N. embassies, a few TV stars residences, and a general collection of wealthy socialites on the same order (on the outside at least) as Doris Tarleton.
It was almost impossible to see into any of the windows, partly because the houses were set so far back from the street, partly because of the high screen of shrubbery and trees that protected the famous occupants from peeping Toms and sightseers. Terri wondered just how much money Doris really had, and how she had collected it. She shrugged, assuming that her family simply left it all to her.
A servant bowed politely and took Terri's mink cape, then showed her into a huge drawing room, complete with a blazing log fire, concealed and flattering lighting, and the most erotic collection of oil paintings that Terri could imagine!
Vast canvases gazed down from every wall, set in gold frames and ranging from classical art to apparently modern depictions of near-pornographic sexual activity.
From hidden stereo speakers, evidently set in every corner of the room, came the sexy whispering of a young girl's voice; accompanied by muted strings, she was half-singing, half-speaking a song which went far beyond anything permissible for public performance. The lyrics were beautiful, poetic ... and completely, absolutely erotic! The effect of the all-around stereo reproduction was to give the illusion that the girl was actually in the room, a three-dimensional, live girl that you felt you could almost touch.
Terri noticed her senses prickle deliciously as she walked forward. The atmosphere enveloped her immediately in a sensuous, erotic haze, heightening her awareness of her physical beauty and the pleasure which one human being can give to another.
Doris' slim body was now dressed in a man's shirt and tie; her long legs covered by a pair of skin-tight leather pants, complete with zipper and a gem-encrusted belt buckle. She rose from her seat beaming, holding both her arms out to Terri as the girl drew nearer to the small group who were gathered around the open fire.
"Darling!" she greeted emotionally. "I can't tell you how pleased I am to see you!"
Doris embraced Terri warmly, pulling her into a tight hug, shamelessly putting her hands on Terri's buttocks and pressing the cheeks as she kissed the girl full on her lips.
Terri politely disengaged herself and looked beyond Doris to see who the other guests were. To her surprise, she found that she knew nearly everyone present!
George was there, of course ... so were Jack Morgan and Carole. Don Glenn gave her a rueful glance, then cast his eyes nervously away. The remaining two girls-an ash-blonde and a redhead, both of whom looked like show girls with their extremely low-cut minidresses and perfect figures-were the only strangers.
Doris took her hand and led Terri into the circle, ushering her to a seat beside the fire, where the flames were casting eerie flickers of red and gold across all their faces.
Rather than return to her own chair, Doris sat cross-legged on the floor between Terri and one of the girls, whom she introduced to Terri as: "Ruth, a very talented young lady!" The second girl, Terri learned, was Linda and they were both working as go-go dancers at a very exclusive night club.
It didn't surprise Terri to learn, during the course of conversation, that Ruth and Linda veered very much towards Lesbianism. They were bisexual but if they were ever forced to make a choice between one sexual partner and another, both girls freely admitted that they would select a female lover.
Following several rounds of drinks, it became clear to Terri that no more guests were expected and that Doris didn't intend to waste time. The discussions and topics of conversations were, in any case, almost entirely confined to sexual matters; and when, at a discreet signal, the maid dimmed the lights until they were practically nonexistent, she asked Ruth to dance.
It was the signal everybody had been waiting for. Immediately, Don took Linda in his arms and smooched the girl away from the firelight, gliding slowly with her, their figures growing more and more indistinct, seeming to melt into the blackness which existed just outside the reach of the flames.
Jack and Carole whispered together, then he smilingly offered the girl to George, giving her an affectionate slap on her bottom as the couple moved away in a tight embrace, their mouths coming together almost at once in a long, obviously tonguing kiss.
Jack slid down off his armchair and sprawled easily at Terri's feet. In the dancing light of the fire, his shoulder-length fair hair shone like spun gold; and Terri felt a sweet urge come upon her to touch and stroke it, the mane of flowing hair reminding her of a Viking god, a powerful, virile deity who would possess her as she had never been possessed before.
It was some moments before she realized that the cigarettes Jack had passed around had contained marijuana!
Half-intoxicated by alcohol, she had smoked it down to a tiny stub without thinking. And it wasn't until the familiar heaviness of her eyelids and the sharp increase in her sensory perception began, that Terri understood what she had been given.
"You must live on this stuff!" she murmured, lowering her hand to Jack's head and obeying the impulse to stroke his hair. "I bet you smoke it in your sleep, don't you?"
He grinned, moving slightly so that he could rest his head in her lap. Terri sank back in her chair and gently pressed the boy's face down, knowing that her short dress was riding up over her thighs, feeling his cheek resting warmly on the inside of her leg.
Jack snuggled closer, turning his head so that his lips could touch the soft flesh, and began to kiss Terri's thighs, burrowing between them, gradually persuading them to part. Soon, his hands were on the girl's knees, caressing them further open, and then slipping underneath them and moving up the sleek, full plumpness towards her buttocks.
Terri's skirt had been hoisted high over her hips by now. Her panties were the only obstacle between Jack's mouth and her cunt. And she waited to hear the boy's reaction when he discovered the big diamond studded buttons on them:
His lips found them first. After kissing up Terri's thighs, Jack's mouth moved hungrily onto the perfumed ridge of flesh where the girl's cunt was hidden. Surprised, he ran his tongue tentatively up over the row of buttons, then chuckled with pleasure as he realized that they weren't simply an expensive ornament; they were functional, they could be unfastened and would give him access to Terri's cunt without the necessity of first removing the girl's panties!
Jack slid his hands around her thighs and carefully undid one of the buttons. Through the tiny opening which it yielded, he pushed one inquisitive finger, making it explore the crinkly pubic hair and attempting to find the slit of her pussy.
The hole was much too small, and Jack withdrew his finger, then felt higher up the girl's crotch for the second button. He unfastened it; and to make quite sure that the vent was now wide enough, his fingers found and opened the remaining buttons, gently pulling the parted slit of Terri's panties and extending his tongue into the exposed pungency of her gash!
After he had licked her into a state of frantic desire. Terri gripped his hair and forcibly drew the man's mouth away from her cunt. She pulled him up on top of her, sliding down in the armchair so that her body was half on the floor, half on the cushion, her head resting on the back of the chair seat.
As she expected, Jack took command of the situation, cradling her neck with one arm and lowering her the rest of the way to the carpet, their bodies only a few feet from the blazing embers of the fire.
No sooner had they settled, than Terri's mouth was working furiously on Jack's as she tasted her own love juices on the boy's lips. Then they were interrupted by the return of Don and Linda!
They had already removed their outer clothing. Don was now wearing only his shorts, Linda having been stripped of her dress, bra and slip. Her panties were halfway down her hips, exposing most of her lovely ass. She giggled, her voice lazy and blurred as it struggled against the influence of the drink and the pot.
"I thought this was supposed to be a party! And parties mean getting acquainted, don't they?"
Linda sat down suddenly, her breasts jiggling sexily. "Whoosh!" she exclaimed. "I feel kind of funny!" Don went on his haunches beside her, his legs wide apart, and Terri could see that he already had a tremendous hard-on!
"Better be careful," she advised Linda. "He-likes to play weird games-really wayout, I mean!"
Linda giggled again. "That's all right with me," she returned. "Hey! Come on! What are you waiting for?" And she fell backwards, raising her arms above her head in an attitude of complete willingness; wriggling the top half of her body to make her breasts wobble invitingly.
As Don bent over her, she put one hand intimately on the inside of Terri's thigh. "You'll take care of me if he gets too dirty, won't you?" she murmured huskily, her fingers caressing the outstretched leg and moving right up to Terri's crotch.
Don rolled his body on hers, pinching and mauling at her breasts, fucking his prick up and down between her thighs, even though it was still enclosed in his shorts!
Linda received him without protest, but she kept her hand on Terri's thigh; pressing it between Jack's trouser leg and the girl's bare flesh. And although Terri assumed that Linda was preoccupied with her male lover, when Jack got up from Terri in order to remove his trousers and shorts, she stretched her fingers a little and proceeded to play with the lips of Terri's cunt!
Terri closed her eyes, shifting her body closer to Linda so that the girl could do whatever she liked to her pussy. After all, it didn't really matter if the hands that caressed her were male or female, she thought dreamily. Just so long as they were clever and aroused her in that special way she loved so much.
Jack took his time, watching Linda fondle her fingers through the slit of Terri's panties, his prick beating fast as he gazed down at the erotic spread of the girl's thighs, her pussy offered to any stimulation that might come its way.
He was about to join in once more when Don caught his hand. "Why don't we make a real grouping?" the TV star suggested. His voice was hoarse and shaking with desire. "I know a way to do it which will make us all happy! Listen ... "
When Don had finished whispering to him, Jack nodded. He hadn't tried a combination like that before, but he was always willing to experiment! Together, the two men separated Linda and Terri. They explained what they wanted to do, and although Terri had a moment's doubt about being intimate with Don again, neither of them raised any objection.
Terri was allowed to keep her panties on, because the novelty of the diamond buttons would provide Jack with some added stimulation! But Linda had to take her briefs off and submit to an intimate inspection by all three of her partners. First Terri, then Don, and finally Jack went down between her thighs and fingered the girl's cunt slit open so that they could probe the hot, sticky tunnel.
Don and Jack were also totally naked when they got into position: their pricks sticking up proudly in thick erections. Jack's knob perhaps an inch longer than Don's.
The girls suppressed a fit of giggling and arranged themselves in the most intimate arrangement possible for two females, the sixty-nine, face-to-cunt position. When they were settled, their hands clasping each other's asses, their mouths beginning to work avidly on one another's cunts, Don lay down behind Linda, cuddling closely to the girl's back, his hands passing under her arms to fondle her breasts.
He shifted until his cock went under her thighs, where it was promptly taken in Terri's fingers and given a healthy massage before the girl guided it towards Linda's cunt, the cunt which she was still kissing passionately, her tongue inserted into the top-most fold of the slit and working steadily on the girl's clitoris.
Jack took up a similar position behind Terri, letting Linda do for his prick what Terri was doing for Don's! It wasn't pushed into Terri's cunt right away, however. The selfish Linda decided to give the young prick a thorough sucking before permitting it to slide into the other girl's pussy!
She brought it through Terri's parted thighs, worked it so that the head came into contact with the wet hole, then closed her lips securely around the fleshy cock, holding it around the middle and maneuvering her mouth in the foreskin, thereby keeping her tongue close to Terri's pussy. At the same time, it could slide on and off Jack's tool.
As Don's prick rode higher up into her cunt, though, Linda gradually lost control over herself, she could feel Terri's lips as they drew the fleshy part of her pubis inwards, the girl's tongue flicking backwards and forwards across the sensitive, wildly stiff knob of her clit.
The sensation drained her energy, forced her to concentrate on the excitement at her genitals and forego the slightly milder pleasure of tantalizing Jack. And she drew her lips away, making room for the penis to enter Terri's liquid crack.
Linda could almost experience the tremendous relief which Jack felt as his tool gained on Terri's cunt and was quickly sucked up into the tightly gripping vagina. Her fingers stayed on the prick until it had fucked completely into the girl, and then Linda-remembering Terri's "button-down" panties-had a sexy inspiration!
Painstakingly, she fastened two of the buttons, one behind and one in front of Jack's dick! She felt him flinch as the hard little diamond's dug into his cock. He could only just fuck in and out of Terri now, thanks to the constricting pressure of the girl's re-buttoned pants. But the excitements he obtained from forcing his penis to thrust into the greatly narrowed entrance was ample compensation for his discomfort!
Pleased with herself, Linda applied her lips to Terri's pubic mound and alternately kissed and licked at the hard bulge, turning the strands of hair around with her tongue, swiftly making them wet with dripping saliva.
All of them, their nude bodies warmed by the open fire, rocked and twisted in a steadily mounting sexual rhythm. On the outside of the group, Jack and Don fucked solidly into the two girls, feeling their pricks caressed not only by the warmth and softness of a cunt, but also by the sensitive, tantalizing fingers of another girl! Sandwiched between the men, Terri and Linda breathed deeply on each other's pussies; sometimes licking, sometimes sucking at the areas of cunt flesh which weren't being used by the two fuckers.
The girl's breasts were receiving a nonstop fondling at the handle of her male lover, the men looking down over their shoulders so that they could watch their fingers delve into the doughy orbs of pliant tit, massaging, twisting, rubbing at the nipples to keep them big and stiff.
Doris and her new girlfriend, Ruth, who had left her clothes scattered all over the room; being undressed in stages by Doris as they smooched to the erotic music, approached the curiously complex quartet. They stood just outside the circle of fire light for a few minutes, Doris' hand rubbing thoughtfully beneath Ruth's buttocks.
"Would you like to be in the middle of that little group?" Doris asked suddenly.
Ruth wiggled her ass, feeling Doris' fingers pressing upwards into the crease and fondling deliciously at the back of her cunt and the moist channel of her anus.
"Oh, no, darling!" she protested. "I'd much rather be fucked by you, Doris!" Her mouth opened in a coaxing, little-girl expression of rebuke. "Of course, if you want to join in, Doris ... "
Ruth turned in front of the woman, hiding her view of the threshing, panting group. She stole her arms lovingly around Doris' neck, looking up into her seducer's eyes.
"You told me you had such a big prick upstairs in your bedroom, darling. Won't you show me?"
"It's not upstairs, Ruth! I've got it right here! Go and lie on the carpet near the fire. I'll put it on and come to you."
Licking her lips in anticipation, Ruth obeyed. She occupied herself by studying the orgy, even though she could make out very little of what they were actually doing to each other.
Doris returned. She had undressed apart from her shirt and tie. The white male garment reached only to her waist, however, drawing attention to the long, thick rubber dildo which was strapped tightly to Doris' loins.
Ruth gasped appreciatively. It was a superb imitation, the woman's slim figure and close-cropped hair heightening the realism, aiding the fantasy that Doris' cock was a natural part of her body.
The dildo was already lubricated, and after Doris had fondled Dorothy's pussy until the lips and vulva were creamy moist, she rolled on top of the girl and quickly guided the rigid rubber into her.
Meanwhile, oblivious to the newcomers who lay beside them, Jack and Terri, Don and Linda, writhed lustfully together. The men's cocks were being tickled unmercifully by the girls now, and a duel seemed to be in progress between Terri and Linda, each girl trying to make the man she was fucking and fingering come first!
And Jack and Don were equally determined that they wouldn't be the first to shoot off!
It was hardest for Jack to keep his sperm in check. Not content with buttoning Terri's panties around his prick, Linda had also thrust one hand between the couple's thighs and for the past five minutes her finger had been teasing his anus, penetrating the small back hole and then tickling around inside it, evading all his efforts to twist free.
When it came, therefore, Jack's semen shot out of his cock like an oil gusher! He jerked and shuddered against Terri's firm ass cheeks, shooting his prick in and out of the girl's cunt, biting hard into her shoulder as the sperm was wrung from his throbbing shaft.
Even Terri's cunt couldn't contain all the juice which Jack was pouring into her! It began to trickle and seep from her slit, where Linda pantingly lapped up the overflow, her quick tongue catching every drop and tossing it back down her throat.
Before she had finished drinking Jack's come she felt a dam burst suddenly in her own cunt!
Don was coming wildly, holding himself rigid with his cock buried up to its hilt, his balls slapping against the base of Linda's slit as he kept the steady discharge pouring into the girl's pussy.
Terri couldn't wait to get some of his thick sperm into her mouth! Before Don had finished she dragged his prick violently out of Linda's cunt and crammed it between her waiting lips.
After a split-second delay, the cock continued to ejaculate sending the final surge of cream straight down Terri's throat. Flecks of it appeared on the girl's mouth, running down her chin and dripping warmly onto her breasts. But she didn't choke or even gag at the mouthful of sweet cream. Her throat worked rapidly, swallowing until she had coped with the full discharge.
They all fell back in utter exhaustion, their minds reeling from the ecstatic experience. No one thought of continuing the orgy for at least another hour, even though they had the example before them of Doris and Ruth, whose lust still demanded satisfaction, whose bodies were still tightly joined by the penetration of Doris' dildo into the other girl's cunt.
Nobody but Terri was paying very much attention to the Lesbians. Don and Jack had fallen into a heavy sleep, their snores counter-pointing the steady slurping noise which the rubber penis made as it fucked in and out of Ruth's wet snatch. And Linda, a contented smile on her lips, was curled fetus-like and moaning softly to herself.
Terri felt her eyes drawn by a powerful, inexplicable magnet towards Doris and Ruth. She was lying diagonally to the fucked girl, viewing Ruth's face upside down. Doris leaned over her, fingers fondling the mammoth globes of Ruth's breasts, shoving the dildo in and out of her cunt, while Ruth turned her head from side to side, making breathless "oohs" and "ahhhs" of pleasure.
The embers in the fireplace were casting ripples of red tight across the girl's face, altering in some subtle, persuasive way the makeup of Ruth's features. They seemed to Terri to melt and become re-cast in a dramatic, Jekyll-and-Hyde transformation:
Her heart began to thud frantically against her ribs! She leaned closer, kneeling almost directly over Ruth's face, paralyzed with sudden fear, unable to tear her eyes away from the now-completed change in the girl's appearance!
"You bitch!" Terri screamed in sudden anger, somehow seeing her own features in Ruth's face. "You did it! You made me what I am! Only yesterday ... I was different! I was myself!"
Ruth and Doris were far too engrossed in their frantic sexual act to pay Terri any attention at first. They didn't even notice the crazed look of sheer hate and vitriolic anger in her glazed eyes. Twisting their hips in sexual rhythm, the stiff length of the slippery dildo was squishing with Ruth's juices and driving them to the crest of impending orgasm!
Terri groped toward the fireplace until her fingers gripped the handle of the poker and pulled it out of the fire, her eyes focused in like a laser beam on Ruth's face. Sparks showered from the red-hot, glowing end of the poker as Terri raised it over her head.
"You did this to me, Terri!" she screamed at Ruth, swinging the poker toward the girl's face with all her strength!
Suddenly, her arm was caught, as in a vise that had instantly clamped itself about her forearm and stopped the descent of her attack in mid-air. George had grasped her arm and twisted it around, sending the red-hot poker clattering to the tiled area in front of the fireplace!
"She deserved to be killed!" Terri shrieked madly, attempting to break loose from George's tight grip. "Terri's evil! She corrupts people! Look what she did to me ... her own sister! Her twin sister! She made me a pervert ... while I was trying to help her ... to save her!"
When the ambulance arrived to take her to Bellevue ten minutes later, everyone was dressed again.
"Why didn't she ever tell anyone she had a twin sister?" Doris asked the next evening as they were all gathered at her apartment. "Well ... what have you found out, George? You went with her to the hospital."
"Her twin sister, Tischa was there too," George replied solemnly, taking a long drink from his glass of iced Pernod before continuing. "It's such a ... a pitiful, tragic story. She had never even told Jack and Carole, and they had known her since she was twelve years old.
"They were identical twins-Terri and Tischa. And, of course, it was Tischa, projecting herself into Terri's role because of the traumatic shock that caused her amnesia, whom we saw all day yesterday. She was the fanatically religious one of the two. When their parents were killed in an auto crash, the twins were almost twelve years old. The authorities had no trouble in placing the highly moralistic
Tischa in a foster home that was overly strict and thought of all sex as sin.
"Terri was already a delinquent, so she went straight to the big state orphanage. After they were eighteen Tischa went to work as an 'evangelist' for some completely unorthodox religious cult out in California. And day before yesterday, she came to New York to 'reform' Terri, having heard what kind of life she was leading. Tischa had been waiting for Terri to get home from that party ... the one two nights ago. Terri had left her apartment unlocked, and Tischa was sitting in the dark waiting for her.
"Terri was pretty horrified when she saw Tischa. Terri had a conscience too, but she refused to accept it. Terri managed to slip some Vodka in Tischa's drinks, and then tried to make Tischa think that she really did want to change ... would change. She caught Tischa completely off guard. They cried together, hugged and kissed.
"Well ... we all know Terri. She managed to seduce Tischa. They had a great deal of sex that night which opened up to Tischa the reality that her sexual desires had been repressed. They made very wild and frantic love and drank a great deal.
"Both of them suffered amnesia. But the real Terri left the apartment with her sister's pocketbook and identification. She bought a shot of heroin and started drinking at some all-night clubs. The police found her the next morning sitting on a curb near Times Square ... out of her mind ... amnesia. She had been traumatized, felt horribly guilty that she had seduced her 'good' sister.
"And Tischa, unable to accept what had happened, suffered from amnesia too. At the same time, in her subconscious, she used Terri's identity in order to become a libertine herself."
"Are you really sure of all this, George?" Doris asked seriously. "I know she was ... well, different ... but I still had the feeling it was Terri whom I had sex with yesterday."
"I'm sure," George responded with determination, "and so are the people in the psycho section at Bellevue. I had a long talk with two psychiatrists and one psychologist there today. Both Terri and Tischa will be with them for a while."
"But what happens?" Jack asked, throwing up his hands. "Do we get our own Terri back? Or will she be changed? And what about Tischa?"
"Only time will tell," George replied. "There is no pat answer...."