Chapter 8
After supper the women were allowed to take another shower, this time without their hands bound, and then they were instructed to report to their sleeping quarters.
"Where are the beds?" asked Pam.
"There's only one large mattress on the floor," responded John.
"What!"
"Oh, don't worry. It's large enough to hold six women.
Pam gave him a dirty look and then walked over to the enormous mattress. In the meantime, John left the women to themselves.
"I can't believe what a day this has been," said Sue. "I've done things that I never thought I would have done." She reached down between her thighs and cupped her pussy lovingly.
"We've been thoroughly degraded," said Pam in a vile tone.
"Oh! I wouldn't call it degradation," replied Wanda.
"What would you call it then?" asked Pam.
"I'd say that we've been introduced to some new dimensions of sex that we haven't had the opportunity to know before."
"Thank god I didn't know about these perversions," said Pam.
"Don't say that so smugly," said Sue. "I don't think I minded what went on today."
Pam was sensitive to what her neighbor said. She asked, "Not even that dastardly thing that John did to you at supper?"
"No," Sue replied. "I rather enjoyed it."
"Hmph! Well, I certainly didn't like being chained to an overhead bar and raped by a madman."
"Oh Pam! It seems to me that I remember you begging for cock."
"Oh really, Sue. I was not-begging."
"Hmmm," said Donna. "It seems to me that I remember you saying that it felt wonderful. In fact, I think that those were your exact words."
Pam blushed deeply and replied, "I was like a prisoner-of-war. I would say anything-anything at all- -to free myself."
"What about all of those 'Ohs' and 'Ahs' that I heard you cooing?" asked Sue with a look of mischievousness on her pretty face. "You didn't look like you were faking those."
"I couldn't help myself," said Pam with an upturned nose.
"There!" exclaimed Wanda. "She admitted it. She admitted it. She has confessed that she really isn't frigid."
Pam's mouth dropped open. "Frigid! I am not frigid! Where did you ever get such a preposterous idea?"
"Some of us think that you are. After all, you received most of John's attention today, yet you still acted like a prude."
"Well, I'll have you know that I don't act like a prude around my husband."
"Hmph!" scoffed Wanda. "Didn't you say that you only had intercourse with him once a week?"
"Yes. So?"
"Like John said, a woman with your looks should be getting cock slipped into her every night."
"Keith is not that kind of husband."
Wanda rolled her eyes and replied, "Every man is that kind of husband. And especially when they're married to someone with your ideal looks."
"Well... maybe we're different as a couple. Maybe we don't need sex as frequently as other people."
Sue giggled. "After today I know that I need it a lot more than I needed it yesterday."
Pam felt a wave of embarrassment and then remained silent. She lay down on the mattress and pretended to pay no attention to what was going on around her. She could care less what the women were saying about her. She didn't like it here at Camp Paulette. Not one bit. She couldn't wait to get home to her own bed.
"My pussy is still tingling from all the excitement that it's been through today," said Linda, sitting down beside Pam.
Nancy giggled and added, "Yea. My pussy has been rather tingly since this afternoon too. Isn't yours still tingly, Pam?"
"No, it's not."
"I bet it is," said Nancy with another giggle.
"It isn't."
"Can I feel it and test it?"
"I told you the truth."
"I bet if I touch it, I'll be able to detect some vaginal secretion."
"No you won't, because it's not tingly."
"Lift up your nightie and let me feel."
"I told you the truth, now leave me alone."
Ah, but Nancy couldn't leave her alone. She reached out, lifted the hem of Pam's nightie, and touched her pussy.
"Oooh!" sighed Pam sitting up rapidly.
"See. I told you that you were turned on."
"I am not."
"Then why is my finger sopping wet with your pussy juice?"
"I... er... I'm still wet from the shower."
"That was two hours ago."
"Oh! Leave me alone. I want to rest and get some sleep."
Wanda leaned over and said, "Why don't you admit that you're yearning to have sex with Willy, Pam? You looked extremely turned on when he touched you."
The beautiful blonde sat up so quickly that her tits jiggled. "That's totally untrue. In fact, I couldn't stand it when he had his hands on me."
Sue chuckled. "To tell you the truth, Pam, I thought that he was going to fuck you right there on the spot. In fact, I was kind of hoping that he would. I've never seen interracial sex before."
Pam looked at her neighbor and asked, "Why are using words like 'fuck' and 'pussy', Sue? I've known you for nearly ten years and you never spoke like that before."
Sue shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't know. I guess there's something about this place. It makes me think in sexual terms."
Linda took off her nightgown and said, "Yea. I'm the same way. Since arriving at this place all I can do is think of hard cock."
"I'm the same way," said Donna. "For some reason all I want to do is play with myself and masturbate. I feel like a total hedonist."
Pam looked around at the women and exclaimed, "My goodness. Where's your sense of shame?"
Donna spoke. "I have no shame, Pam. Why should I have any shame? I'm beginning to understand what this place is all about. It's about increasing our sexual pleasure with our husbands. I have to admit that I've been far too puritanical with Howie. From now on I'm going to try to put out much more frequently-like every night of the week."
"Yes, and I intend to do the same with my Charles," said Linda as she reached down between her thighs and began to stroke her red-haired cunt.
Wanda looked over at Pam and asked, "Don't you intend to be more sexual with Keith, now that you know what to do?"
Pam gave the petite blonde and incensed look. "I've always known what to do. It's just that I don't think that it should be done so frequently. After all, we're not animals. We're human beings for crying out loud-created in God's image."
While Pam spoke, Nancy reached over and slowly began to stroke her smoothly shaven inner thighs. Pam was so preoccupied with attempting to make her puritanical points, that she didn't notice the presence of Nancy's hand on her flesh.
Linda looked down and smiled. She had guessed earlier that Nancy had a hunger in her loins for Pam. Now the wandering hand confirmed it.
When Pam saw that the other women weren't listening to her sermon on the divine nature of the human species, she shut up, and just leaned back on the pillows. She closed her eyes and suddenly felt quite sleepy.
In the meantime, Nancy continued to stroke the shapely inner thighs. Slowly and leisurely she petted the firm flesh beneath the beautiful blonde's Mound of Venus. The brunette carefully moved her fingers closer and closer to the upraised mound.
Inch by inch.
Centimeter by centimeter.
Millimeter by millimeter.
At last, she gently touched the blonde pussy hairs. Her forefinger brushed lightly against their softness, gingerly playing with a few stray curls.
She was suddenly surprised by the presence of another hand nearby. She looked up and saw Linda smiling at her.
"It looks so pretty just sitting there, doesn't it?" asked the beautiful redhead in a near whisper.
Nancy looked to Pam's face and saw that the blonde was sleeping blissfully. "I think that she's finally asleep."
"Yes," replied Linda. "Her breath is coming much slower."
"I like to watch her titties rise and fall with each intake of breath. It's very sexy."
"She has a pair of real beauties. No wonder John wants to fuck her all the time."
"Wouldn't you, if you were him?" Nancy asked.
"I suppose so, but if I had a cock I'd like to stick it in you too."
Nancy's eyes watered. What Linda had said was very sweet. In the meantime, she continued to diddle her finger upon Pam's lovemound.
Pam had drifted off to sleep. And as she slept, she began dreaming erotically. She imagined that a little leprechaun was tickling her pussy, sticking his nose into her slit, and poking his hand into her tight vagina. She began to feel very moist between her thighs.
She found the dream to be very arousing. She spread her legs a little to assist the imaginary leprechaun with his ministrations. Occasionally she imagined that she heard him giggle in a very high- almost feminine-voice.
She also became acutely aware of her nightie being opened. It seemed that the leprechaun was playing with her titties. Occasionally she could feel him tweaking her nipple and playfully shaking her breast.
She sighed. She couldn't remember having such a sexually arousing dream before.
Now her dream turned from that of a leprechaun to that of a snake. It seemed that a long reptilian object was sliding into her pussy. It seemed to be poking its head in and out. She drew her legs up, spreading them wide as she did so.
From between Pam's luscious and widespread thighs, Nancy grinned broadly. She could now see deep into the beautiful blonde's honeyed recesses. She thought that she might awaken the sleeping beauty when she stuck her long tongue into the tight hole, but Pam remained asleep, blissfully unaware of what was transpiring around her.
Meanwhile Linda had carefully opened the sheer nightie and was sucking on the blonde beauty's titties. First the left one, and then the right one, giving each an equal amount of attention. She had managed to bring the nipples to full erection and was sucking on them as if they were pacifiers and she was a hungry infant.
First the left one, and then the right one.
The other girls had gathered around and were waiting their turns. Sue had grabbed the left leg and was stroking the inner thigh, whereas Donna had grabbed the right leg and was stroking the calf.
Each was amazed at the utter feminine beauty of Pam Samuels.
Wanda was the most daring of all. She had walked on her hands and knees to Pam's head and was leaning down and kissing the sleeping beauty. The other girls giggled occasionally as they watched the petite blonde lick the lips of Pam.
But then Wanda went one step further. She stood up and placed one foot on each side of Pamela's face. Then she squatted down so that her crotch was only a few scant centimeters from the tip of Pam's pretty nose. The petite woman carefully bounced her pelvis up and down so that her cunt barely brushed the sleeping woman's face.
Pam now began dreaming that a furry powder puff was being brushed against her face. She inhaled deeply and smelled a wonderful fragrance that was vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place it.
She sighed deeply and attempted to lick her lips. But instead of licking her own sensuous lips, she felt another pair of lips with the tip of her tongue. She noted that they were moist and covered with hair. She imagined that her little leprechaun friend had returned to kiss her goodnight and to put her at ease from the naughty snake which still busied itself between her thighs.
She puckered her lips and kissed the lips of the leprechaun. Mmm! He smelled so good. So deliciously good.
Wanda looked down with an immense smile on her face. The blonde beauty was tonguing her with all the expertise of a lifelong lesbian-and she wasn't even aware of what she was doing.
All the girls marveled at the fact that Pam could tongue someone in her sleep. After Wanda had been licked for a while, she changed positions with Donna, and the lovely blonde had the immense satisfaction of being tongued by the sleeping blonde.
In time, Donna changed positions with Linda, and the redhead got to experience the joys of womanly lingual ministrations giving by a woman who was dreaming. Donna soon changed places with Sue, and the brunette allowed her sexy neighbor to unknowingly tongue her out as well.
The only woman who wouldn't take her turn over Pam's face was Nancy, who was preoccupied between Pam's thighs. She was licking at that honeyed slit like there was no tomorrow.
Poor Pam continued to dream. She imagined that the leprechaun kept changing the contours of his lips and the amount of hair he had on his face. Occasionally Pam would sense that the facial hair was sparser than at other times, and occasionally she would sense that his lips were fuller.
She didn't mind. She enjoyed being kissed.
And then something happened!
That darn snake must have bitten her love button. She gave a deep sigh and opened her eyes.
When she focused her vision she noticed that she was staring right into the leprechaun's wide open mouth. And she noticed that his beard was a dark brunette. She liked that. She enjoyed men with dark hair.
She noticed that his lips were very moist and very pink, but she was surprised that she couldn't see his teeth. She stuck out her tongue and probed it deep into his mouth. She even swirled it around, attempting to locate any dental work.
She was startled. Surely her leprechaun friend had teeth! She worried that she was kissing an old man. That might explain why there was so much saliva on his lips.
She tried to lift her head, but was surprised to find that she butted it against what seemed to be warm womanly flesh. She lifted her head again, but had the same result.
It was Sue who was astraddle Pam when she awoke. The lovely brunette was receiving the pleasure of the blonde's lingual attention.
"Hey! Hey! What's going on?" asked Pam as she started to awake. The voice was a bit muffled because her head was buried between Sue's thighs.
"Sssh!" said Sue in a soft voice. "Go back to sleep. You'll wake the other girls."
Of course, the others weren't asleep. Hardly. They were presently preoccupied with Pam's body- sucking titties, lapping cunt, and spreading thighs.
Pam started to become quite anxious. She lifted her head one more time, this time burying it deeply in Sue's crotch. "Hey! What's going on!"
"Go back to sleep, darling. Everything is all right."
Pam had a rush of realization. She suddenly knew what part of the human anatomy her face was buried in. "Oh my god!" she gasped, yanking her head downward with as much force as she could muster.
She stared upward at the vertical slit and realized that she hadn't been kissing the innocent face of a leprechaun after all. She had been kissing the vagina of a woman! She had been sticking her tongue into a woman's most private chamber. "Oh my god!" she screamed.
This time she pulled her face free of the crotch by resting her chin on her breasts and sitting upright. But she didn't get completely free. Linda and Wanda had been sucking on her titties and pressed her back down.
"You're mad-all of you! You're insane!" the beautiful blonde yelled hysterically. She quickly realized that it had been Sue who had had her crotch buried in her face. "Sue. How could you? You're my friend!"
Sue sat back a bit so that her long smooth thighs were framing Pam's pretty face and her large full tits were dangling over the beautiful blonde's mouth. "Oh come now. It wasn't that bad, was it? All of the other girls seem to like the taste of cunt-and you seemed to be enjoying yourself fairly much until you awoke."
"I didn't know what I was doing," Pam gasped. "I was asleep."
"You seemed to know what you were doing with me," Linda said with a wicked smile.
Pam noticed that the redhead was busy licking her left titty. "Get away from me you... you... you... lesbian."
Wanda lifted her face off of the right titty and said, "Lesbian! She's not the one who spent the last hour licking other women's snatches."
"Oh my god!" said Pam. "I don't believe this. I really don't."
Nancy had never bothered to lift her face out of Pam's pussy. She continued to lick and probe as if nothing at all had transpired.
It was then that Pam noticed that someone was diddling in her cunt. She lifted her head quickly, bumped her forehead into one of Sue's large beautiful dangling tits, and saw Nancy rubbing her face in her crotch.
"Oh my god!" Pam sighed.
"Yea, it's good, isn't it, Pamela?" asked Nancy.
Pam fainted. She couldn't tolerate another revelation.
While the beautiful blonde was passed out, the girls really went to work on her. In fact, they had a feast on her tits, cunt, and lips.
It was a good thing that Pam went back to dreaming about leprechauns, otherwise she might have screamed for the remainder of the night.