"The Tutor_s Suitors" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lane Sheila)

Chapter 9

Reaching for the hem of the skirt, Paula jerked it out of the way and found herself looking at the flushed, handsome face of Ephraim Muster just as his extended tongue snaked under the narrow band of nylon in search of the moist slit of her cunt.

She clamped her legs together, holding him prisoner and also effectively blocking him from further oral conquest of her vulnerable pussy.

"I want to talk to you, Ephraim. There are some things we have to straighten out," she said.

"Later, my dear, later," Muster said, his voice muffled by her flesh.

"No, now," Paula insisted. "What are you doing here, anyway? Why did you sneak in on me this way?"

The head came up, and the dark eyes stared into her blue ones. "I am here because I cannot bear to be away from you, because I crave your tender flesh and glory in your golden cunt. You belong to me, Paula, and I will not be denied."

Paula looked away, uneasy at the intensity of his gaze. "Uh… well, I want you, too, Muster, but there are things we have to do around here besides make love. I have to talk to you about Mrs. Clark, for one thing."

Muster threw his hand to his, forehead in a dramatic gesture. "Oh, that woman! That pestilential woman! Every time I hear her name I cringe!"

Paula remembered how he had told her what a gem he had managed to hire for the camp cook but decided not to mention that. "The kids have complained about the food ever since we got here and Mrs. Clark says it's not her fault, that you -"

"My dear, this is no time to discuss business," Muster interrupted, busy unzipping her skirt and tugging it down her legs.

"But, Muster, this is important!" Paula protested as her blouse came off, then her bra.

"Darling Paula," he said, taking het hand and guiding it to the front of his pants. "Look at the condition you've got me in. That's more important than a bunch of whining brats. Don't you want to do something about that?"

"Yes… yes, of course," she said obediently, and she did as she felt the familiar sexual magic begin to take effect while her fingers explored the swollen protrusion that was his restless prick. In a moment she had his fly open and was caressing the stiffened weapon, feeling the throbbing beat of it against the palm of her encircling hand. She wanted it, and neither the fact that the young people were being mistreated, the camp badly run nor anything else mattered at the moment. "Oh, Ephraim, it's so lovely and strong! I love it, and I love you."

She bent her head and kissed the glistening, bulging knob, inhaling the spicy male odor and twirling her tongue around the spongy flesh.

"That's my good girl," Muster said, hauling his pants down off his hips and tossing his shirt aside, being careful not to displace the adoring mouth that was laving his bulging cock. "Now just lie down and be my sweet little love machine."

He pushed her back on the cot and withdrew his impressive erection from her mouth. Using his thumb, he buried the wet knob between her tits. He gathered the springy mounds into his large hands and massaged them against his pulsing pecker. Then he let the smooth, moist tip caress first one, then the other hardening nipple before backing down until he was between her thighs.

Paula adjusted her position to receive him, offering her naked body, opening the lips of her cunt for his pleasure.

"I'm glad you have learned and adjusted so well, my dear," Muster said as he inserted the head of his long, corded prick in the slippery vestibule of her cunt. "And because you have, I've got the most wonderful surprise for you."

Paula wasn't really listening; she was concentrating on the sensations the rigid cock was creating as it glided all the way up inside her. She writhed in ecstasy as the swampy wetness of her pussy closed around the plunging penis.

Muster was buried to his balls in her now. She could feel the massiveness of him stretching her elastic channel, filling her and bumping against the entrance to her womb.

"Oh, Muster, there's so much of you," she sighed as she began to move her pussy rhythmically against the preacher's passionate strokes. Everything was all right when he fucked her like this. She could shut out the world, all thoughts of other men and even the degrading acts Jay had engaged her in. The hot cock driving at breathtaking speed up and down in her quivering, clutching snatch was her whole life, her reason for being and her crowning achievement.

She was so engrossed in the, sensual enjoyment of the vigorous screwing that she didn't hear the door open and quietly close or the soft footsteps that approached the cot. Her eyes were closed in total involvement with her inner self, with the waves of ecstasy that were gathering deep in her twat and would soon overwhelm her: She didn't see the figure looming over their joined bodies, didn't know a robe had been tossed aside, wasn't.aware of the lushly curved body that sank onto the mattress beside them. She had no idea there was a third person anywhere near until she felt a hand cup lightly over one tit and fingers start fondling a tingling nipple.

It couldn't be Muster's hand because he had slipped both his under her. She could feel his steel like fingers. gouging into her resilient asscheeks as he braced himself for each thunderous thrust.

Paula's eyes flew open, becoming wide blue saucers at the sight of the smiling woman's face framed in long carroty hair.

"Hello, darling," Susie Muster purred. "Muster has told me so much about what a sweet fuck you are that I just couldn't wait any longer, so I came to join in the fun."

For a full minute Paula was too astonished to say a word, and during that minute the Musters worked to enmesh her deeper in the toils of lust. Muster's plunging cock enslaved her lower body, tightening the net of intense pleasure that held her loins captive while Susie sucked eagerly on the sensitive, erect nipples and pressed her plumply rounded body against Paula's side.

Paula was shocked at the feel of soft tits and hairy pussy rubbing against her overheated flesh. This was too much! The blond had never met a lesbian in her life, but she knew that such women existed and considered them abnormal and immoral. She certainly had never expected to come into personal contact with one. No wonder Susie was so understanding about Ephraim's affairs with other women – she had affairs with women herself!

But not with me! I've done a lot of things this past week but not this! They can't make me…

The fat prick churning inside her cunt weakened her resolution. Her whole body throbbed with torrid passion; the fiery strokings were bringing her closer and closer to the brink of rapture and she couldn't bear to have them stop. Maybe she was being too harsh in her judgment of Susie. Maybe it wasn't lesbianism that prompted her actions at all.

It really didn't feel all that awful, either. In fact, it didn't feel much different from having a man suck her titties. It was the other things that felt so odd – the spongy globes of breasts with their hard nipples scraping against her rib cage and the springy crispness of pubic hair tickling her thighs.

Paula knew she ought to do something to put a stop to the whole thing. She ought to scoot out from under both of them, leap off the cot and give them a piece of her mind. The nerve of them to think she'd engage in such immoral activity!

But when she tried to tense her muscles to carry out her mind's instructions, she found she couldn't do it. Movement other than responding to Muster's thrashing cock was impossible. She simply couldn't work up enough indignation over those suctioning lips on her boobs or the hot woman flesh rubbing against her leg to give up the heavenly fullness in her slippery, clutching cunt.

Then suddenly before she realized what was happening, Muster stiffened and grunted, his semen spurting hotly inside her. Paula moaned and her body rolled wildly, using the sturdy stake of his maleness of hasten her own climax. Around and around and… it was gone! The pylon of joy upon which she'd been rotating was gone as Ephraim abruptly withdrew.

"Muster, don't leave me!" she gasped. "I'm not through! Come back and help me! You can't leave me like this!"

"I'll help you," Susie said huskily, trying to slide on top of her.

"No!" Paula cried, clawing at the man in her efforts to pull his slimy prick back inside her pulsing cunt. "Please, Muster, please!"

But Muster pushed away her hands and sprawled beside her, his naked, sweaty flank resting against her hip. "Susie will take care of you," he panted. "We planned it this way."

"No, no, no!" Paula sobbed. "I want you!"

"Shhh, darling, you'll like this once you've tried it," Susie said and stretched out on top of the younger woman.

Paula felt the softer tits give as they pressed down on her firmer outthrust cones, felt nipple rub against nipple and belly against belly. She struggled, appalled at the idea of being taken by a woman, but her overly stimulated body was working against her. Muster had deliberately brought her as close to orgasm as he could without defeating his purpose, then had turned her over to his wife while she was utterly unable to resist any additional sexual excitation. Paula had been trapped. She could see how the trap had been baited and sprung, but she knew she couldn't escape it. Her body clamored for release; her nerves shrieked with the need for physical fulfillment.

"Sweet golden girl," Susie whispered. "Her head is spinning with lust."

That was true. The strangeness of the things Susie was doing was enough to make it spin. The woman's nipples were rock hard against hers, rubbing and massaging like a man's fingers to stir them into equal firmness. And the satin-skinned thighs were forcing Paula's farther and farther apart so that the red-thatched hotness of her pussy could inch down over the blond mound in search of the slippery labia.

"And I thought Muster was putting me on when he told me how sexy you were. You seemed to be such a cold-cunted Sunday school goodie-goodie that I couldn't believe him. But now I know how groovy it's going to be to rub my pussy onto yours until we both catch fire and go up in a ball of flame."

Susie's face was closer to Paula's now, and she could smell the woman's perfumed lipstick, feel the moist hotness of her breath and the tickle of red hair against her forehead.

Susie's lips closed over Paula's mouth, and the sensation was electric. Those soft, scented lips were like hungry piranhas devouring her. A tiny tongue that burned like a Fourth of July sparkler darted between her lips and forced her mouth open. The tongue grew longer and harder until it filled her mouth with the roaring heat of its lust. Paula's mind was in a whirl. She found it hard to believe that one woman could lust for another as much as Susie seemed to lust for her.

The redhead's body was undulating against her, moving in slow, sensuous rhythm while a hand stroked down between Paula's legs to spread the sopping pussy lips and bring the two cunts into intimate contact. '

"Ah, there it is! There's the darling little slit! Oh, it feels so good touching mine."

"Don't do that, it isn't nice," Paula said, trying to keep some hold on sanity as the maddening rubbing continued.

"Silly foolish baby," Susie whispered hotly. " `Nice is a word for squares. Aware people know that the only good is what is pleasant. If it feels good, do it! And you have to admit, this feels so goooood!"

That was the worst part of it. It did feel good. It felt good, as having a man's cock in her cunt felt good, as having an ardent tongue licking her pussy felt good. Yes, as much as she tried to reason it away, Paula had to admit that having the slick wet lips of another woman's cunt rubbing into her own was sexually stimulating.

"Come on, baby, give!" Susie husked, tracing wet kisses down Paula's throat, across the tops of her breasts and back up to the red pubic hair ground into the rain forest of gold between Paula's thighs. "Put your back into it! Give me some cunt like you give Muster when he fucks you! Don't just lie there… give!"

Giving was exactly what Paula was struggling against doing. Every bit of her puritanical upbringing cried out against engaging in an act she had been taught was perverted. But her body blithely ignored the restraints she tried to shackle it with. Her body knew only that her cunt was hot with urgent need and if the best it could get was another woman's pussy, it would have to use that to attain satisfaction.

So while her mind issued vain commands for her body to lie still and unresponsive, that body was starting to answer every movement of Susie's with one of its own. Her knees spread wide to accommodate Susie's hips and she raised her ass to seek closer contact with the redhead's carnal flesh.

"That's better… that's more like it," Susie said approvingly. "You're mine now, you hot bitch! I'm fucking you just like a dude! Do you see me, Muster? I'm fucking your girl with my hot cunt!"

"Yeah, I see you," Muster said, leaning closer to the straining bodies to kiss their shoulders and boobs indiscriminately and run his hands over the heaving buttocks. "You really turn me on when you do that. I love seeing two beautiful females locked in sacred and profane love."

Some of the things they said to each other didn't make sense to Paula, but she wasn't in very good shape to think about it. With both of them caressing her, shocks of the wildest kind of lust surged through her and all else faded into the background, an unimportant accompaniment to the appeasement of her insatiable craving for sex.

Paula gave a prolonged wail of anguish and began squirming and thrashing about under the redhead. Susie giggled excitedly, obviously glorying in her conquest of the girl's surrendered cunt.

Susie's mouth captured a tender nipple, sucking it into an elongated prong and tormenting it with her sharp teeth. Her husband did the same with the other jutting tit, and the glassy-eyed Paula stared at the two heads so close together that the cheeks were touching. In an agony of mindless lust, she threw her arms around them, crushing their faces in the throbbing globes.

Susie used her fingers again to locate and bare the two clits and bring them together. The contact of the most sensitive portion of their anatomies sent both of them into frantic contortions as they strove for the climax that was so near. Paula felt neither revulsion or disgust now, only the desperate need for sexual relief in whatever form it was offered.

Like animals the two women heaved and surged, twisting and grinding against each other in a mutual crescendo of carnal bliss until they finally jerked and cried out in the mind-shattering throes of copious orgasm. And as Susie came her juices saturated Paula's spasming quim, the young girl experienced a climax so powerful that another cry was torn from her lips and she shuddered violently in its grip.

"Out of this world! Right on! Revolutionary!" Muster congratulated them, caressing both naked bodies as they lay collapsed against each other. "I've never been so thrilled and I've never gotten such a fantastic hard-on. Look at this! See what you two have done to me!" He pushed his enormously swollen shaft between Susie's face and Paula's neck.

"Ah, the poor abused thing," Susie giggled, pressing her lips against the thick cock and nudging it upward until it pressed against Paula's mouth, too. "Let's kiss it and make it all better."

Paula felt the heaviness of the male organ against her lips and smelled the musk of it, knowing that it was still sticky with her own tangy juices but unable to resist its lure in spite of that. She was lost and drowned in sex already, and when Susie began moving her hips and revolving her pussy in long, slow rolls against her highly sensitive pussy, she knew she was going to plunge into deeper and still deeper levels of sexual frenzy.

Muster pulled the knob of heavy man-flesh along her lower lip, and when she saw Susie's tongue lick wetly up the full length of it, Paula didn't try to resist the invitation. Whimpering at the unexpected expansion of her lust, her tongue slithered out to taste the fleshy feast being offering so blatantly. She licked at the big round knob, licked at Susie's tongue which was also laving the bald purplish dome and gave herself over to pure, unadulterated passion.

"Oh God, that's wonderful!" Muster said. "Never had two loving women sucking my cock at the same time before. Go, you prick-loving cunts, go!"