Chapter 3
Lisa Traynor was trembling when the taxi deposited her in front of the Gentry mansion, and she tipped the equally impressed driver much more than she had intended.
For almost twenty four hours she had been torn with indecision, wanting to tell Mike about the telephone call, yet hesitating for fear it would endanger a possibly lucrative sale.
Miss Gentry had been quite friendly during their brief conversation, but she had failed to give any specific reason for the invitation. For Lisa, no reason was necessary. Wealth had always attracted her, and everything about the Gentry name spelled money.
She wondered how Mike had reacted to such splendor. Poor Mike. He was working much too hard. Only last night, he had fallen asleep the moment his head touched the pillow. Lisa had been disappointed, for she had wanted that big cock of his in the worst way.
An extremely attractive maid showed Lisa through the ornate foyer and up the wide, deeply carpeted stairs, explaining that Miss Gentry would receive Lisa in her room.
Moments later, she found herself staring with admiring eyes at one of the loveliest women she had ever seen, exchanging banalities while her eyes sneaked glances at the magnificent breasts and sleek thighs that peeked from behind the flimsy negligee.
"I wouldn't want Mr. Traynor to know about this little visit," Satin explained, "but I found his affection for you so unusual that I felt I just had to meet you in person."
Lisa adjusted her hips on the chair, thrilled by the compliment and by Satin's obvious sincerity. She noticed that her skirt had crept high above her knees, and she reached for it, tugging it downward.
"Please, don't," Satin said huskily, her green eyes resting boldly on the delicate curves. "You have such lovely legs."
Lisa felt her face redden, but another sensation came suddenly to her attention. Between her thighs, the soft lips of her cunt were beginning to tingle with desire. She moistened her lips nervously.
"I was just thinking the same thing about you, Miss Gentry," she managed.
"Call me Satin, Lisa," the woman urged, easing the negligee aside and extending one slender leg, revealing the entrancing curve of the lush thigh all the way up to the delicate crease where it joined her hip. "I'm glad you're not afraid to admire another woman, Lisa. Personally, I find the female body a most fascinating creation."
Lisa stared at the revealed loveliness, finding the tingling in her crotch becoming an identifiable hunger. She felt her breasts rising and falling with quick, short breaths.
"You have the most beautiful body I've ever seen," Lisa heard herself saying, and gasped at her own boldness.
Satin's green eyes glittered. "Would you like to see it, Lisa?" she asked in a throaty voice.
Lisa could only nod, finding herself helpless as the eyes held her captive, increasing the throbbing need in her loins.
Satin stood up, slender fingers toying with the sash of the expensive negligee. "I'd feel much more at ease if we both did it," she suggested.
"What if someone comes in?" Lisa gasped, realizing how ridiculous that was in the Gentry mansion.
"We'll be alone," Satin assured her. "And I do want to see that lovely body." She waved her hand expressively. "I find that clothes complicate personalities. Without them, we can be ourselves."
Lisa stood up, hands moving nervously as she slipped out of her jacket and began unbuttoning the clinging blouse, suddenly glad that she hadn't worn a bra. Her breasts seemed to strain for release, and the nipples were almost painfully swollen.
"Beautiful" Satin whispered as Lisa shed the blouse and the firm tits shoved their rosy tips forward in happy freedom. "Don't stop, darling! Let me see everything!"
Kicking off her shoes, Lisa hooked the waist of her skirt and eased it downward, wiggling her hips to work the garment over their generous swell. Only the panty-hose remained, and Satin halted her movement to roll them down.
"Wait, darling!" she said softly. "Let me do that."
Lisa's legs trembled at the suggestion, her eyes widening as Satin loosed the sash of her negligee and let the single garment float to the floor. She found it impossible to halt the exclamation that rose to her moist lips.
"Oh, my god!"
She tried to look everywhere at once, feasting her eyes on the proud breasts with their finger sized nipples, then devouring that glorious forest of raven curls where the statuesque thighs converged below the slight swell of a flawless belly.
Without hesitation, Satin moved nearer, placing her fingers on Lisa's hips with a touch that made her quiver and close her eyes as the hands rolled the panty-hose down. Lisa was hardly aware of the movement of her feet as she stepped out of the final wisp of cloth and stood naked, face to face with the beautiful heiress.
Lisa's eyes opened, finding Satin's face almost touching her own, the green eyes soft and inviting, and the red lips moist and parted. She gave a muted whimper as a hot trickle of juice seeped through the lips of her own excited quim, and her mouth opened for the woman's kiss.
A few times, in the past, she and Carol had kissed like that, swirling their tongues together and sucking the warm saliva of each other's mouth. But they had always known that the kisses were an end in themselves. This time, with a certainty that increased the wetness of her aroused pussy, Lisa knew that the kiss was but a prelude to complete surrender.
"Have you ever been loved by another woman?" Satin asked gently. Her hands glided over Lisa's trembling hips and ass with a confidence that was both reassuring and delightful. There was no hint of urgency in the tingling caress, and Lisa felt the tenseness drain from her body, only to be replaced by a pounding desire for the beautiful creature whose lips had already demonstrated their willingness to reciprocate.
She wanted to shake her head, but the deep pools of luminescent green demanded truth, and Lisa could not refuse.
"Once," she whispered, knowing that her voice would shatter if she raised it. "I was only a child."
Satin's fingertips fluttered between Lisa's buttocks, neither hesitant nor bold, but producing and exquisite tingling as they feathered die sensitive cleft with a skillful caress.
"Did you like it?" The question was voiced with such gentleness that Lisa knew her answer, whatever it was, would be understood.
"I was frightened," she admitted. "It was so ... so strange."
"Are you frightened now?" Satin's lips were so close that Lisa could feel the words in the warm exhalation.
"No!" she moaned, just before the wet mouth claimed hers again. "God, no!"
The voluptuous body molded its curves against her, one firm breast fitting its warm mound between her own jutting tits, and the belly pressing hers as Satin pushed her steaming crotch into the chestnut curls of Lisa's cunt.
Lisa felt herself being lowered onto the huge circular bed, and she opened both arms and legs in unspoken surrender as Satin's hips fitted themselves between her thighs to press that raven-haired mound against its enflamed counterpart.
She widened the angle of her parted thighs and pushed her tingling crotch upward, feeling the wiry curls separate as the plump lips of Satin's cunt began rubbing over and through her own labial cleft. Lisa's ass bucked violently when her clitoris was trapped for one nerve jangling instant by the sliding ridge of membranous flesh, and her vaginal juices rushed out to blend with the slippery effusion of the frictioning pussy.
Inside, her belly churned with a sensation greater than desire, dissolving restraint and heightening the pleasure that emanated from her spasming cuntal lips. She opened her mouth wider and welcomed Satin's delicious tongue, sucking it with a happy awareness that the lingual muscle was only a temporary substitute for the thing she really wanted.
The burning lips effected a release and kissed their way over her delicate throat, blazing a moist trail up the slope of one resilient breast, avoiding the strutted nipple, but licking the responsive aureole until it glistened with saliva.
Around and around the base of the swollen tip, Satin flicked her warm tongue, narrowing the circle with each erotic sweep until the tip of the caressing member brushed the spongy finger. Making an oval of her lips, Sarin exhaled her warm breath on the nipple while her tongue worked from side to side, sliding over the engorged bud and off again, causing it to quiver with the sudden release.
Then, with a suddenness that made Lisa gasp, Satin's mouth enveloped the spongy nipple, sucking it with wet tugs and flaying it with a constant frictioning of her flattened tongue. Lisa's hips writhed as the incredible pleasure washed downward through her naked body to where her pussy jammed its slippery jaws against Satin's lush hip.
Just when Lisa was sure she could stand no more, the slavering lips moved to the other tit, nibbling and nursing until the entire mound was coated with the spilled saliva.
Downward, lapping her way over the lovely curves, Satin moved her mouth to the delicate indentation of Lisa's navel, twisting her tongue into it as her torso positioned itself and one finger-sized nipple plunged its stiffness into Lisa's juicy cunt.
Deftly, expertly, the insinuating protuberance moved about in its new-found nest, teasing the nerve laced entrance with a quick jiggling, the firm mound massaging the silk-lined slit and pressing to excite the prominent clitoris.
When Satin withdrew the nipple, it was drenched with Lisa's vaginal juices, glistening wetly as it quivered with her movements. She wriggled lower, her face hovering directly above the splayed lips of the aroused cunt, and her soft fingers slipped between the thighs to touch the pouting labial ridges and spread them farther apart.
Lisa gave an involuntary cry as she felt her cunt open, and Satin's warm breath fanned the delicate membrane. Then, as the tip of that dancing tongue flicked her exposed lovebud, Lisa's ass surged upward, jamming her excited pussy tightly against Satin's open mouth.
The tongue bored into her slit, flattening to friction the labial ring, and licking from side to side in the shivering tunnel of her vagina. The lips tightened, beginning a suction that pulled the creamy juces from deep within, and Satin claimed them with quick swallowing.
Lisa's body shook with the pleasure of a climax that clamped her cuntal lips about the probing tongue, and Satin stroked the meaty wedge in and out as the tremors peaked and faded. Then she returned to her feasting, scooping the tart exudation from the convulsing sheath and gulping it with soft whimpers of enjoyment.
Mouth and tongue sucked and ravished the tender pussy, sending repeated orgasms tearing through its undulating interior, each one spilling itself in liquid release into the greedy mouth that would not be satisfied.
Suddenly, Lisa felt the woman's hands lifting her thighs, elevating the spread cheeks of her ass. The hot tongue danced down over the tightly stretched perineal plane and wriggled its daring tip against her sensitive anus, pressing questioningly against the forbidden doorway.
"Yes!" Lisa wailed, her head rolling on the soft pillow and her hips straining to effect the connection. "Oh, yes!"
There was a moment of anxiety as the tongue battled the powerful sphincter. Then, with one determined thrust, Lisa felt the throbbing muscle penetrate her asshole, worming its way into the flexing sleeve of nerve lined tissue, fucking her with powerful jolts that kept her hips jerking with a string of firecracker orgasms, each one seeming to reach all the way to her toes, waving in the air as she pushed her asshole farther onto the probing tongue.
The climaxes had left her cunt gurgling with fluid, and Satin returned to claim it with vacuuming lips, making Lisa come even more powerfully when she clamped her teeth about the swollen clitoris and sucked it while her slender finger eased its full length into Lisa's asshole.
The hands and mouth withdrew, and her legs lowered to the bed, trembling as her pussy continued to quiver with lingering ecstasy. Then, with a fluid grace, Satin straddled her shoulders and Lisa found herself staring up into the dripping jaws of that inviting cunt.
Avidly, Lisa shoved her mouth into the slippery trench, pursing her hungry lips and forcing them into the vaginal entrance, sucking with noisy slurps as the tart effusion filled her mouth and slid down her gulping throat.
Her hands clasped the writhing cheeks of the marvelous ass, pulling the delicious pussy against her lips and teeth. Her tongue raced up into the slippery sleeve and wriggled with happy caresses of the vaginal walls, then slid in and out with forceful strokes that brought gasps of pleasure from the kneeling heiress as she delivered more of the orgasmic dew into the greedy mouth.
Lisa wanted to taste that gorgeous asshole, but Satin dismounted with a soft protest, bending to kiss the cream-smeared lips and lick the juice from about them.
"Rest a moment, darling," Satin told her. She started to rise, then settled back on the edge of the big bed, tracing an imaginary circle about the tip of Lisa's left breast.
"Do you remember the girl who brought you up here?" she asked. When Lisa nodded, she went on. "I'd like for her to join us, if you don't mind. Brenda is a most cooperative creature, and I think you'll enjoy what I have in mind."
There was no hesitation in Lisa's response. "I don't mind. An hour ago, I would have been scared to death. Now, I feel as if I could do anything."
She watched Satin's magnificent ass as the woman disappeared through one of the three doors in the large room. Then, stretching luxuriously, Lisa touched her moist crotch and arched her body.
The girl, she recalled, reminded her of Carol. They were both blond, and the cute maid was extremely young, perhaps no older than Carol. She was uncertain as to what Satin had in mind, but Lisa found herself becoming excited at the thought of exploring the girl's tender snatch as she had Satin's.
The excitement soared to fever pitch when Satin returned, leading the girl and blocking Lisa's view until the door had closed. She moved aside, and Lisa sat up with a startled ay.
The lovely blonde was completely naked, with high tilted breasts and perfectly rounded buttocks. But Lisa stared in amazement at the two fully erect pricks that rose in obvious readiness from between her slender thighs, one in front and the other seeming to sprout from between her firm buttocks.
Satin saw Lisa's expression, and she gave a throaty chuckle. "They're only dildoes, Lisa," she explained. "That's why she's moving so carefully."
Brenda gave Lisa a strained smile, and walked awkwardly to the bed, turning to supply a close up view of the life-like shafts.
"They're both doubles," Satin said, touching the one that angled upward from the girl's crotch. "Brenda is hardly able to contain them both, but she enjoys them so much that the slight discomfort is really a small price to pay."
Lisa stared more closely. To Brenda, she said, "Does it really feel like a man's cock?"
The blonde's voice was husky with strain as she answered, "It does when someone is on the other end."
"There's one for each of us, Lisa," Satin explained. "Which one do you want?"
Lisa's eyes climbed and clashed with the blonde's expectant stare. Quickly, she answered, "The front."
Carefully, Brenda deposited her young body on the bed, lying on her side and facing Lisa, the huge dildo rearing its rubber head almost to her dainty navel.
Satin lay down behind the girl and moved into position. Brenda's face contorted as the woman's actions forced the dildo deeper into her ass. Behind her, Satin gave a sigh of pleasure, impaling herself on the rubber prick.
"Just put it in like a regular cock," Brenda whispered. "Then, when you start pumping, we both get screwed."
Lisa was apprehensive. It was one thing to trade tongues with Satin, and something far different to have her pussy filled with that thick rod of amazingly fleshlike rubber. Perhaps, she mused, it would be easier if she accepted the girl first.
She slid her body forward, pressing her ripe tits against the girl's smaller, but quite adequate breasts, sliding nipple against nipple and feeling the hard shaft between their bellies.
Brenda met her kiss with eager lips and swirling tongue, her arm urging Lisa closer, then dropping to caress the curve of her ass. As Lisa sucked the sweet tongue, she felt the rhythmic jolting as Satin worked her hips against the girl's bottom, riding the dildo and sliding it in and out of Brenda's asshole.
Still holding her mouth against the succulent lips, Lisa reached down and curled her fingers about the huge cock, finding that it felt as real as it looked. She could even slide the pliant outer sheath up and down the pole, and Brenda's tongue signaled her awareness of the movement.
Eagerly, now that her decision had been made, Lisa fitted the rounded tip between the lips of her slippery cunt and eased her hips forward. Ecstacy radiated throughout her belly as her vaginal walls expanded about the cock, the nerves dancing with the frictioning as it slid deeper into the hungry channel.
Connected by the thick shaft, Lisa could now feel Satin's strokes inside her pussy, transmitted through the girl's body until she could almost believe Satin was fucking her.
Her hips began moving, sliding her pussy over the thrusting cock and seeking a rhythm that would harmonize with Satin's powerful hunches. Brenda, linked now to both females, added her own pelvic motions, and the prick frictioned in and out of Lisa's snatch with a realism that brought her to a jerking climax within seconds, lubricating her cunt and permitting the rubber cock to ram full length into her spasming vagina.
Lisa's hands explored the girl's body, circling the curve of her hips to feel Satin's belly slamming against them as she satisfied herself on the second dildo, ramming it into the steaming ass with each thrust.
Satin added her own caress, reaching around to finger the slick shaft upon which Lisa repeatedly impaled her voracious cunt, then following the hunching hips to tease the throbbing clitoris until Lisa was whimpering with the unbelievable thrills of the strange union.
Brenda, sandwiched between the pounding hips, her cunt and ass frictioned with their every movement, came repeatedly. The internal convulsions of her orgasms were felt by both Lisa and Satin as the dildos jerked and quivered in their own spasming pussies.
At first, with the cocks just beginning their magical work, they had exchanged soft exclamations of expressed pleasure. Then, as the pleasure became gut-wrenching ecstacy, there were only the throaty cries as their cunts sucked wetly and noisily up and down the juice and slickened spears.
Lisa was the first to pull away, but her pussy clamped the rubber prick so tightly that it was tugged from Brenda's slit. When Lisa rolled aside, and onto her back, the dildo protruded from her aching cunt in distended beauty.
Satin was upon her like a tiger, pulling her snatch from the other contrivance and mounting Lisa with a fury that was almost frightening. Forcing her legs apart, she slipped her dripping labial jaws into the exposed shaft, shoving them down until she could embrace Lisa with complete penetration of both their cunts.
For several moments, Lisa's response was desultory. She returned the embrace, and surrendered her tongue to Satin's demanding kiss, but her hips moved only enough to adjust to the internal pressure of the dildo.
Then, crying out at the suddenness of it, Lisa came alive. Satin's powerful vaginal muscles tightened about the prick and tugged it almost free of Lisa's slit, then rammed to in again, repeating the delightful thrust as her ass rose and fell between the girl's contracting thighs.
Lisa's hips rocked and twisted, grinding her pussy about the pistoning cock and reaching up to meet those magnificent hips that pounded hers with jarring force. She was being fucked, she realized. She was doing nothing to Satin. Satin was balling her as though the cock was a natural extension of her own body, and Lisa could almost believe that the plunging shaft would spurt a fiery seminal bath when the woman reached her orgasm.
Caught up in the savagery of the assault, Lisa wrapped her legs about Satin's arched waist and let her soaring response become a shattering explosion of ecstacy in her convulsing pussy.
Sobbing from the magnitude of her unprecedented climax, Lisa hardly felt it when Brenda forced her own dildo into her ass. The girl had shifted the rubber prong to her own pussy, and joined Satin in her ravishing of the lovely visitor.
Packed from front and rear, yet finding each frictioning thrust wonderful beyond belief, Lisa came until her belly ached with emptiness, finding that the ache worsened when the two huge pricks withdrew.
Her legs were weak as she said goodbye to Satin in the large foyer, her still whirling brain trying vainly to equate the poised and aloof woman with the animal who had practically raped her only minutes before.
"I'm planning a weekend on my yacht," Satin announced, holding Lisa's hand in her slender fingers, "and I want you to share it with me." Almost as an afterthought, she added, "Of course, I'll have to extend the invitation to your husband. But it will provide an opportunity for us."
Lisa tried to hide her excitement. "I don't think I should tell Mike about being here," she said. "He might feel that I was interfering in his business."
Satin nodded her acceptance of that logic. "Then I won't mention it," she promised. "In fact, I think I'll have Mr. Traynor bring the contract on the cruise. I can sign it then."
As Lisa's taxi crunched to a halt outside, Satin pressed her lips in a soft kiss, smiling as the cab pulled away.