Chapter 9
In her drug-fogged mind, Debbie didn't see Ed and Albert as two young men with undersized penises. Instead she thought she was staring at demi-gods. The flashing strobe lights made strange, weird effects play on her mind, creating the illusion that their skin was changing from white to black to white to black, and so on. Though the one called Ed had a barrel chest, and the one called Albert had a skinny little body, in Debbie's mind they seemed to be perfect specimens of manhood, with sleek, slender torsos. She thought of slinking panthers and other primitive creatures moving through jungles.
Everything else suddenly seemed totally irrelevant. She wanted to possess, and be possessed by, those two sweating bodies.
Loud, whirring internal generators seemed to start working inside her body. In spite of her climax with Haroldson she felt she was hotter than ever. She was as hot as she'd been the two times her uncle had worked on her.
In the flashing strobes she studied her own body and decided she was even more beautiful than she'd originally believed. Her cannon-shell tits seemed firmer than ever, and the swollen nipples were so tight she thought they'd explode. Her lush thighs looked rounder and sleeker than ever, and seemed to have been chiseled from warm marble.
Her eyes moved to Ruth, who seemed more and more beautiful, as well. In fact, Ruth's beauty became so overwhelming, it seemed like too much for one woman. A hundred Ruths seemed to dance in front of her.
A soft thud made her aware of the fact that Ed and Albert had fallen on their knees beside her supine body. Albert's leaking penis was close to her face. In spite of its magnificence, it still looked small, even at full erection. Even so, Debbie stared at it as if it were some kind of icon, to be worshipped.
Then she saw the tiny cock move away from her face. On the other side of her, Ed was also moving down, toward the lower half of her body.
Ruth came over and shifted her so she was lying on her left side. Ruth forced her right leg up and open, then pointed to Albert who nodded and lowered his face between her thighs. She felt his face rub between her loins, and suddenly his cool lips touched her shivering twat. When his tongue licked against her trembling clit, she heard a siren sound, and suddenly realized it was she who was yelling a loud, "Awwaahhheeeaaawww!"
She would have continued screeching had not Ruth's lips come down on hers, shutting off any sounds from her throat. Even so, her body twitched madly as she felt Albert's tongue lick through the deep recesses of her burning pussy. She knew the drug was enhancing all her sensations, because even with its effects, Albert's tongue didn't feel quite as good as her uncle's. This meant without the drug he was probably one lousy cuntlapper.
Cuntlapper! The word echoing in her mind made her giggle. Albert was a cuntlapper. He was lapping her cunt.
Even so, because of the drug, it felt as if she had not one cunt, but a hundred cunts. And Albert had a hundred tongues, licking madly away inside each one of her hairy-lipped orifices. Every tiny cell in each of her pussies tingled electrically as the tongue sparked its way through her static passageway again and again.
The movies she had seen came to mind, again. She recalled the one showing her cunnilingus for the first time. She remembered the very closeup view she'd had of the interior of the cunt just before it was kissed, and now it was her cunt. Her own box looked exactly the same. She could see the pinkness, the depth, the clasping, sucking, dripping walls. And now, as Albert's tongue swathed through it, she could picture the pink tongue reaming into the redness of her tunnel as blood raced through her hot membranes.
Soon she felt her mind moving far deeper into her own cunt than Albert's tongue could ever penetrate. She could see the continuous movement of her pussy walls, expanding and contracting as she heavily panted. The walls, which had been pink, were now blood-red, and lit by a strange luminescence. She felt as if she were traveling into the bowels of hell, and yet that hell was her own cunt. It was heaven and hell combined.
She felt Albert's narrow tongue flatten itself and lick up and down, up and down, slurping as far into her leaking channel as it could go, and once more she giggled, knowing it would never go as far as she had just gone. She felt Larry's spunk sliding out of her, covering Albert's tongue, but he simply gulped it down and went on lapping. On every upstroke, Albert's tongue leaped out of her hot trench and licked at her quivering clit. She began moving her buttocks to the rhythm of his primitive, maddening licking, and was helped along by Ed's mouth as he chewed on her asscheeks, speeding her up.
Opening her eyes, Debbie saw Ruth squatting near her head, three fingers of her right hand buried inside her own hot cunt. She was rocking back and forth, keeping pace with the mad rhythms set by Albert's tongue and Ed's teeth.
"Need ... more," she heard Ruth gasp, as if her voice were a distant echo. "Need ... more."
She pulled her dripping fingers from her cunt and licked them off, then eased her body on top of Debbie's, placing her knees on either side of Debbie's head. Debbie knew what she wanted, but lying on her side as she was, she found it difficult to comply.
"It's all right," Ruth told her, when she wanted to strain her neck and turn her head. "Just lie there.
She managed to turn Debbie's body a little, so the girl was now lying half on her side, half on her back. She slid back rather than forward, and Debbie watched as Ruth attempted the impossible. With her weight on her knees now, and her thighs hovering above Debbie's chest, Ruth reached down with both hands and grabbed one of Debbie's heavy tits. She massaged the nipple, making it elongate even more than before, and then suddenly pressed the nipple between her thighs. She used one hand to force the tit into her groin, while with her other hand she parted her sticky cuntlips. She was pressing the nipple into her hot slot, letting the groove of her cunt ride along the rounded part of her mammary. Her clitoris was actually pushing against her aureole with her hand still gripping her tit tightly. She was squealing, uttering short, noisy little sounds each time she scraped her clit across Debbie's tit. And Debbie felt her nipple push into Ruth's sopping cunt, and the heat increased her own anxiety even more.
It seemed crazy, but Debbie actually enjoyed it. She was fucking Ruth's cunt with her tit and getting a charge from it. With her own hands she helped push the boob farther up into the stifling pussy. The sensation caused her own cunt to leak even more, and she could hear Albert's slurping sounds as he drank her heavy secretions.
Oddly enough, Ruth was the one who came. And as she began shrieking a loud, "Eeeeeeeaaaaaagggggghhh!" she attempted shoving even more of Debbie's full, meaty tit into her narrow cunt. She tugged her sticky labia apart, and Debbie, wanting to help, almost sat up as she pressed the breast between Ruth's thighs.
To Debbie it was marvelous. No masculine mouth engulfing her boob had ever felt as overpowering as the burning sheath pouring its lubricant over it, now.
Debbie's drugged mind thrilled to the sensation so much, she actually imagined her tit was a solid cock probing into the flaming depths of Ruth's womanly cauldron. Thrill built upon thrill in Debbie's body. Though she knew not much more than her nipple could really fit inside Ruth's slavering cunt, the drug made her think the entire mammary was being stuffed into the other girl's tightness. She would have to try this with Judy sometime. She was sure it would drive the young maid crazy. The only thing she wasn't able to do was shoot spunk into the cunt.
She realized Albert had stopped lapping her pussy. This took a good deal of the sensation away from Debbie, almost bringing her back to reality.
And then she felt that old familiar delight as Albert's tiny, almost-miniscule pecker began sliding into the burning hotness of her cunt. It was so slender, it seemed to almost slide right in with very little resistance. Ruth had pulled her body off Debbie's, and for a moment Debbie lay half-turned, her right leg lifted so Albert could fit between her thighs, ramming his thermometerlike penis as far up into her cunt as it would go.
Debbie felt her own hot, inner flesh easily yielding to the thin, sliding pecker. Her own flesh felt hot and burning, and she could feel the pressure of Ed's fingers on her asscheeks, making her think he was trying to finger-fuck her pores. She was having all kinds of squirming thrills. There were tiny little explosions coursing through her body. She heard Albert gasp, and in the blinking strobe lights saw his pimpled face come close to hers in an attempt to kiss her lips.
Even in this drug-induced state, where her mind had made her think the man had the body of a Greek god, she had no desire to kiss his face. The pimples were so much larger, the white heads seemed to stand out like beacons. If the rest of him seemed beautiful, his face's ugliness was enhanced all the more.
Her ass shook with delight as she felt his pencil-thin prick plunge in and out of her. Her cunt-muscles were adjusting to its slimness, and she was tightening them to where she could actually apply pressure and enjoy the sensation. His cock found her cunt resisting every step of the way now, yet Debbie imagined what would happen if she loosened her cunt muscles. Her pussy would open like a great, gaping rictus, and she would swallow in every bit of him, right up to his feet. She laughed aloud, picturing herself stuffed with the body of Albert, with his kicking feet sticking out of her cunt.
"Come on," she screamed at him. "Start fucking, you prick. Put that thing into me and move it around."
The sound of her voice seemed to turn him on more than ever. He pumped wildly, screaming unknown obscenities as he powered his cock back and forth. And all the while she could feel Ed's mouth licking into the crevice in her ass, his tonguetip tickling her asshole as she shuddered and tightened her vaginal muscles all the more.
Debbie brought her right leg down and wrapped it tightly around Albert's body. It brought him closer to her, but it didn't make her feel as if her cunt was being driven into any more deeply.
Unwinding her thighs from around his body, she pushed him back, then brought her thighs around in front and let it drape over his shoulder, much the way she had seen Ruth do it with Walter, earlier. This seemed to help, as his skinny wang seemed able to probe into her a little deeper.
The drug was making her feel wilder than ever. She didn't know how she could keep this pace up much longer. Everything seemed enhanced. Thrill built upon heavy thrill, as her body continued shuddering against his. Continuous, tiny orgasms pulsed through her body, setting off charges inside her the way an electric guidance system could send a signal to a distant surface-to-air missile.
Albert was trying, she had to give him that much. He was hauling his skinny thighs all the way back before slamming them forward again, slamming into her cunt with such ferocity, she felt herself actually move a fraction of an inch each time. Had she been lying on the slippery hardwood floor, she'd have been at the other end of the room.
Her flesh was soaked with heavy perspiration, while inside her pussy was drenched with lubrication. Her walls were still tightening around his skinny prick. She could feel the rasping pressure of his cock now, as it rubbed all four of her suffocating vaginal walls.
"I'm gonna come," she heard him yell. "I'm gonna come!"
"I should hope so," she snapped back. "Stop talking and come already."
And then, as he screamed a high-pitched, "Eeeeeeeyipe!" she felt the first threads of his semen spurt into her.
Had it not been for the drug, she would have been disgusted and disappointed with the whole thing. As it was, the LSD caused the spurts she felt to seem as if they were heavy floods, and suddenly she found she was coming, too. Once again, it wasn't an overpowering thrill. Not even the drug could do that. But it was an adequate enough sensation. She didn't feel totally let down or disappointed. What was only a few seconds seemed like hours to her. What were mere droplets of sperm appeared to be floods to her.
The drug was really working on her now as she left all of her reality behind. Every little second was enhanced all the more. She felt thrilled beyond belief, and yet it wasn't the orgasms doing it to her. She knew it was all artificially-induced. She was experiencing something totally unbelievable.
Through it all, even with her reality gone, she hoped she would never be drugged again. Somehow, her fogged, imaginative mind knew no matter how good the sensations felt, they were nothing but her imagination. The thrills, the feelings, the wonderful sensations imparted by her uncle's prick were really the best feelings, because they were real.
At least Albert's skinny little prick managed to remain hard for awhile. It continued moving in and out, in and out, until through the dimness she heard voices telling him to move over and let someone else get his turn.
Albert's skinny prick slid out of her, and suddenly she felt herself filled with another cock. It wasn't much thicker than Albert's, and the slimy goo he had left inside her made the other cock's entrance very easy. It went in with a "whoosh." And then she felt wiry pubic hairs grinding against her flesh as she was being pulled onto her side. Her eyes managed to make out the face of Walter, the one who had been fucking Ruth, earlier. His cock had hardened again, and he was stuffing it as far into her tightness as he could.
In spite of the oily sperm, she knew Walter was amazed at the tightness of her grasping pussy. Her cunt muscles were developing to where she probably could have gripped a needle.
And then she felt another cock probing from behind. Without looking she knew it was Ed. He had been the most patient of the four men, and he was out of patience. His cock was as small as the others, but it was a bit thicker, which was not the best thing for her asshole. Larry's had been the only cock she had taken in the ass, and that one had been difficult enough. Now Ed's was pressing against her sphincter, and it was a little thicker than Larry's. It was pressing in harder and harder. And with the other cock pressed into her seething pussy, there was even more pressure since only a thin membrane of tissue separated her cunt from her asshole.
"No!" she heard herself shout. "No! Not this way." She didn't want to be the meat in anybody's sandwich. She frantically attempted to squeeze Ed's cock out of her asshole, but the more violently she tightened her ass muscles, the harder he shoved, until she found he was just about all the way in.
She was about to panic as fear gripped her all the more strongly, when she felt Ruth caress her brow and whisper, "Relax, Debbie. You're fighting, again. Don't fight it. Relax, enjoy it. Wait and see how great the feeling can be. Your asshole is just another cunt. You can come in there as well as in your cunt. So relax. Enjoy it. You're being double-fucked."
The words seemed to make sense to Debbie. Double-fucked! Why not! She had come in her ass the time Larry Haroldson had fucked her there. Why not two orgasms? Why not one in her cunt and one in her ass.
Debbie relaxed her body, and felt Ed's cock begin sliding back and forth in her asshole, matching the rhythm of Walter's skinny cock in her cunt. She felt Ed reach around and grab her two tits, holding onto them so he could lever himself into her rear-end more effectively. He squeezed and crushed her full breasts, grinding the nipples in his palms. His prick seemed to move all the more deeply into her rectum. The knobby head led the rest of the pole deeper and deeper. Even as he plunged in right up to the end, she felt a small anal orgasm take hole of her. It tightened her ass tunnel around his pulsing dick, which only made him shove all the harder as he grunted an "Arrrgghhh! Come on, lady, keep moving that ass of yours."
His cock seemed stiffer and harder than ever as he plunged it in and out of her scathing asshole. And at the same time Walter was ramming his own saber into the sheath of her teeming cunt. He was arching his body away from hers, pressing his cock all the more deeply into her. His tiny cock remained locked inside her nest and didn't seem to be moving as much, though he was hardly letting it merely soak. At the same time she also felt Ed pull his body away from hers, though his cock remained buried in her anus.
She smelled Ruth's pussy before she saw it. But when she looked up, there was the sliced, succulent gash, dripping with Walter's semen, moving in such a way as to press itself to her face as Ruth lay sideways in order not to make Debbie strain her neck. And though she had no idea why she felt she wanted to eat Ruth's cunt, Debbie knew the desire in her was overpowering. She raised her head and let one soft thigh slide underneath, lying against it as she felt the other thigh come down. She let her tongue tickle the two loins, moving from the left one to the right one and back again as her mouth came ever-closer to the murky center of cunt. And then the labia slowly pressed against her mouth, sealing off the rest of the world the way a pressure cooker's lid seals off air from whatever is inside the cooker. Debbie lashed her tongue straight up through the leaking furrow, making Ruth quiver. She let it ride back and forth inside the soft, full-fleshed opening, then stabbed between her labia until she could taste the boiling liquidlike membranes within.
Ruth screamed loudly, but because of the way her thighs surrounded Debbie's ears, Debbie didn't hear a thing. But it stimulated the two men, and the both of them began punching their cocks in and out of her two holes with renewed vigor. They were fucking with an alternate rhythm. As Walter plunged in, Ed pulled back. As Ed moved forward, Walter retreated. It made Debbie's entire body shudder back and forth with each combination of probings.
The sensations were wonderful, and Debbie wanted to shout it to the world. But opening her mouth only brought her lips and tongue into stronger contact with Ruth's seething snatch. The vibrations from her shouting seemed to shoot straight up into Ruth's burning well, making her shudder, causing her to rub her pussy against Debbie's mouth all the harder.
Debbie wished she could really see what was going on. It was the kind of sight that would set her to fucking for years to come.
Ruth's thighs scissored more tightly around her head as she eagerly lapped into the girl's unending well. Debbie felt her lips and tongue melt into the softness of the slushy cunt. She could taste Walter's spunk, but at this stage of the game it only made her hotter. The way Ruth was jamming her split against her face made Debbie think the other girl was aching for even more of her licking tongue. And Debbie would have given it to her had her tongue been longer. She was enjoying the taste of Ruth's come-filled cunt. With Judy, there had been no sperm.
Christ! Debbie had to admit she felt wonderful. It wasn't the drug ... not really. She would have enjoyed all this without anything to hype up her system, because she was a total sex addict. And once she got started on anything sexual, there was no way she would stop until some kind of satisfaction had been achieved by everyone.
Her arms were around Ruth's thighs, her hands gripping the girl's ass. She pushed her tongue ever-deeper, hoping to give as much pleasure as she was getting. This, too, was something difficult for her to assess. No matter how much pleasure she tried giving, it wouldn't be nearly enough if the other person didn't have her sensitivity.
She could feel Ruth's tender loins pressing against her ears, rubbing back and forth, increasing the heat in her own body. But the pressure was becoming too much for her tongue. She wasn't used to cuntlapping, and the muscles in her tongue were strained.
Scooping her tongue straight up, she pulled it out of Ruth's hole and began licking her swollen bead of clit. The tiny nubbin of flesh was no bigger than a split-pea, and Debbie licked voraciously at it, knowing how much she enjoyed having her own clit lapped. At times like this, it took a woman to know what another woman would most appreciate. Her lips pulled on the button of clit with the anxiety of a calf sucking its mother's teat. And from the way Ruth was gyrating, Debbie knew she was getting to her. And all the while, Ed and Walter were fucking her, back and front, enhancing her own sensations. But all their fucking did was enhance the enjoyment she was getting from sucking Ruth's quivering clitoris.
Somehow, Walter managed to get a bit more "english" into his thrusting cock, and suddenly Debbie felt a strong climax starting to well up inside her. This was her first strong climax of the evening. Mad sensations emanated through her broiling cunt as she bucked her body more powerfully forward than back, responding to the way the cock in her cunt was zinging her. Flashes shot through the tunnel of her seething cunt, making her blaze with an unknown love, electrifying each cunt wall as if it were a metal grid. Her inner tunnel began pulsating more and more strongly as walls inside began opening and closing with astounding rapidity.
The plunging which brought about her climax speeded up, and suddenly she felt Walter unleash his second load of the night. It wasn't much. It was less than Albert's first load, but the way he continued pumping into her made her feel so good, her cunt and her asshole tightened, putting pressure on both cocks, and suddenly she felt the anal orgasm shooting through her twitching body, slamming head-on into her vaginal climax. She spasmed and shook with such force, all three of the people surrounding her felt the vibrations.
Ed, unable to control himself any longer, screamed a loud, "Yaaamggghhhhhhaaarrrrrrggghhh!" as he sent a load of boiling gism pumping into her squeezing ass. She could feel the burning liquid trying to burn through the wall separating her ass from her cunt in an effort to join up with the leaking droplets Walter had exploded into her.
Ruth's thighs tightened all the more around her head and face as she sucked the girl's shuddering clit. She felt splashes of sticky lubriciousness splash her face again and again as Ruth came madly, without ever seeming to approach a finale.
As she sucked the clit, Debbie felt a strange tingle at the back of her tongue. Suddenly, blending with the overpowering vaginal and anal orgasms she was enjoying, she felt a weird oral orgasm.
The combination of the three sensations at once proved too much for Debbie. She felt herself going under, down, down into a black pool of total climax. Every part of her body was having some kind of complete crisis.
And then there was nothing.
When she awoke, the other five were completely dressed. She was still naked, lying on the rug. The strobe lights had been turned off, and the lamps had been put on. She was staring up at Ruth who was smiling at her. Ruth once again looked like the plain, dumpy woman she had seemed when Debbie had first walked in.