Amy had another week before Aston would return to demand another ‘payment’ from her. And when she was truthful with herself, she realized she had mixed feelings about it. On the one hand, it was sickening, it was blackmail, it was very close to rape. On the other hand, every time her husband Tom fucked her she remembered what it had been like with Brad.
Nevertheless, she was determined to put that all behind her. She would have the money to pay off Aston when he arrived if it was the last thing she did. So she began to work very hard at selling Star Cosmetics.
The problem was that she had already run out of friends and neighbors to sell the stuff to. So now she knew she was really out in the big wide world all by herself. Each day she went farther from-her own neighborhood, walking the streets, ringing the doorbells.
It was very hard work, with very little reward. By Thursday, the day Brad was due, she had only sold about one hundred dollars worth. And of course she wouldn’t be able to collect the money on any of it until she could get the cosmetics from him and deliver them to the customers.
So on Thursday afternoon, again ringing doorbells in a strange neighborhood, she was weary and close to despair. It didn’t seem like anything would ever happen to extricate her from this mess.
Oh shit, she thought, maybe I should just give it all up. Go home and wait for him to come. Let him fuck me and fuck me until he gets tired of it. Then give him back the sample kit and be done with the whole business.
It was in this mood that she trudged up the pathway to one final door and listlessly rang the bell. It was answered by a very exotic-looking girl who was about her own age. The girl was obviously the result of some unusual racial mixture, and she had turned out stunningly beautiful.
She had walnut-colored skin and raven-black hair that hung to her waist. Her black eyes glimmered with fire, but they were puffy and it was clear that she had been crying.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Amy said instinctively. “I-didn’t mean to barge in on you if you’re not feeling well. I'm only selling these… cosmetics.”
She held up the sample box, feeling pretty foolish.
The girl smiled. “Oh, don’t mind me,” she said, wiping her eyes self-consciously. She opened the door to let Amy in. “I’ve been doing this all day, off and on. It’ll be good to get my-mind off it.”
Amy felt a little nervous and awkward about it. What if someone had died, or something? But she followed the girl inside the house. She spread all her cosmetics out on the coffee table, as she usually did, and talked about them.
The girl’s name, it turned out, was Tamyra. She was wearing a bathrobe, which was another reason Amy felt nervous. What if I came in the middle of her bath, or something? Amy thought. But Tamyra sat silently through Amy’s whole routine about her wares.
“I just found out my husband’s been cheating on me,” she finally said.
“Oh, how awful,” Amy said.
She felt surprised and embarrassed. She didn’t know why Tamyra would tell her, a total stranger, such a thing. And out of the blue, too.
“He’s been screwing his secretary for months,” Tamyra said. “I never suspected a thing.”
Tears welled up in Tamyra’s eyes and spilled down her cheeks. Amy felt sorry for her. Tamyra was such a beautiful girl. Amy couldn’t imagine how any man would want to cheat on her. The helpless tears – made the girl even more beautiful. She wept uncontrollably. Amy wanted to comfort her.
“Maybe there’s an… explanation,” she said weakly, thinking of her own cheating on Tom. “I mean, you’re so beautiful and everything. How could he…”
They were both sitting on Tamyra's small sofa. Instinctively Amy reached out and drew the shuddering girl to her. She encircled Tamyra’s shoulders with one arm and drew the girl’s head down on her own shoulder.
“You don’t have to cry,” she murmured over and over. “You don’t have to cry.”
Tamyra Wept silently for a few moments. She moved closer to Amy, pressing so close that Amy could feel the curves of her young body through the robe.
“It feels so good just to have someone hold me,” Tamyra whispered. “I’ve been so lonely.”
“I don’t mind. I don’t mind,” Amy repeated.
She didn’t mind, either. It felt kind of good to her, holding Tamyra like this.
A Warm wonderful feeling spread through her. She rocked Tamyra gently in her arms. When Tamyra lifted her tear-streaked face and her mouth, Amy’s mouth met hers before either of them even knew what they were doing.
Tamyra’s tongue slithered between her parted lips. She moved her mouth with ardent longing against the girl’s. My god, we’re kissing! she thought wildly.
This can’t be happening!
But it was happening. Their kiss became hot and searching. Their tongues probed and coiled together. Amy could feel Tamyra’s hands roving all over her body.
She could feel the urge to put her own hands under the girl's robe.
Never in her life had she dreamed of doing anything like this! The blood pounded in her ears. Tamyra’s wet moving lips were on her neck, kissing her throat.
When she squirmed as if to move away, her hand found that Tamyra’s robe was gaping open. Her fingers brushed the full round globes of Tamyra’s naked breasts.
“Go ahead,” Tamyra whispered.
“Go ahead and what?” Amy whispered back.
“Touch me." “Touch you?”
“Squeeze me. Don’t you want to?”
Tamyra breathed in Amy’s ear, her tongue following her breath. Amy’s whole body was seized with sexual shivers. Did she want to? She had never done anything like that.
She opened her hands. Tamyra leaned forward, filling Amy’s palms with the springy flesh of her firm warm breasts. At the same time she began unbuttoning Amy’s blouse.
“What… what are we doing?” Amy whimpered.
“Don’t think about it. Just do it,” Tamyra whispered.
Amy wanted to do back to Tamyra what Tamyra was doing-to her. But she was too afraid. It was so wrong. So she simply yielded to the girl. Tamyra stripped off her blouse and began fussing with the catch of her bra.
Amy shut her eyes. The full warm globes of Tamyra’s breasts in her hands felt wonderful. But she had to let them go because Tamyra had got her bra unclasped and was trying to get it off her arms.
“God; you’re so beautiful!” Tamyra whispered.
Amy wanted to ask, “Have you done this before?” Something about Tamyra’s skill at getting them both into this puzzled her. And the girl was obviously full of desire for her. On the other hand, it was nice to be desired. And in such a total way, too, by this total stranger.
The realization that it was a girl who was doing this to her seemed to have slipped her mind for the moment. Tamyra’s wet clever lips were now on her naked breasts, all over them. Tamyra’s mouth leeched nearly unbearable pleasures out of Amy’s throbbing nipples.
“Aaahhnnnnn!” Amy gasped uncontrollably.
God, I must be turning into a sex maniac or something! she thought. First Brad, now this. And with a girl this time! I’m really sick!
But she didn’t feel sick. She felt wonderful. No man had ever made love to her breasts the way Tamyra was doing. She explored each firm globe with her tongue and her lips. She knew how to make Amy’s nipples ache with fire.
“God, it feels so good!” Amy moaned.
“Mmmmrnmm, would you like to do it to me?” Tamyra asked.
“I… I’ve never done anything like this before,” Amy whispered shyly.
Tamyra pushed her down gently onto her back on the sofa. She put one hand on each side of Amy’s head and leaned over her, dangling her firm richly brown breasts in Amy’s face. Her dark nipples were large and puffy. Amy had never felt anything like what she felt now. Her mouth yearned for the succulent buds.
“There’s always a first time,” Tamyra whispered. “Kiss me, honey. Kiss me and suck me.”
She bent her elbows, lowering her quivering breasts into Amy’s face. Amy brought her hands up and cupped the smooth mounds of flesh. She squeezed them and watched Tamyra’s dark nipples flare. With her tongue she flicked one of the swollen buds.
“Ohhhhh!” Tamyra gasped.
Amy sucked the nipple between her lips. She squeezed the firm globe of Tamyra’s breast in both hands and sucked the girl greedily. She could hardly believe the wild pleasure it gave her, or the bliss it seemed to give Tamyra.
“Ohhhhhhh god, yes! God, yessssss!” the girl groaned, arching her back, pushing her breasts down into Amy’s working mouth.
Amy realized, now that it was too late, that a whole new forbidden world of lust had opened up for her. Eagerly devouring Tamyra’s beautiful dangling saliva-wet breasts, she realized that there was no turning back now. However girls fucked, she was going to find out.
It was horribly, scandalously wrong. But somehow, having done it with Brad had opened the door to everything. She wanted Tamyra, she wanted to fuck with her.
She didn’t wait this incredible pleasure to stop. She hummed and cooed with crazy lust, sucking and tonguing the stiff erect cones of Tamyra’s large excited nipples.
“Oh god, I want you, I want you!” she repeated wildly over and over, slurping Tamyra’s breasts, digging her fingers into the resilient flesh of the girl’s supple brown back.
“Oh baby, I want you too!” Tamyra moaned.
Still letting Amy kiss and suck her breasts, Tamyra unzipped Amy’s skirt with her fingers. Then she slithered down Amy’s squirming body, tugging off her skirt and panties in one smooth motion.
Her passionate lips explored Amy’s sleek belly and the warm flesh of her inner thighs. Amy knew that Tamyra was going to eat her pussy. But she knew the girl didn’t realize that her own desire was just as strong. Just because it was new to her, and somehow shamefully wicked, didn’t mean that her palpitating body couldn’t feel the hot crackling lust that Tamyra’s caresses inspired.
“Oh baby, me too, I want to eat you… and fuck you too!” she moaned to Tamyra.
“Ummmmmmm,” Tamyra responded, turning around so that their bodies were in sixty-nine position. “Honey, I was hoping you’d want to. God, you’re just so beautiful, I want to fuck you and fuck you!”
“Unnhhhh!” Amy gasped sharply as she felt Tamyra’s lips meet her blossoming cunt for the first time. “Oh! Oh!”
The pleasure was intense. Tamyra’s mouth on her pussy was much different than Brad’s had been. It was gentle but firm, fiery and tender at the same time.
Tamyra’s fingers and tongue explored the steamy folds of Amy’s tingling slit, making her pant uncontrollably with hot delight.
Tamyra’s thighs were spread over her face. She looked up into the red glistening wet gash of the girl’s cunt. She ran her fingers over Tamyra’s smooth round ass, wondering what it would be like when she finally put her mouth on that thick juicy quim that hovered above her face.
Only a half an hour ago the very idea would have made her vomit. But: not now.
The rich musky – odor of Tamyra’s dripping pussy excited her tremendously. She dug her fingers into the round moons of the girl’s ass and pulled the long wet slit down to her lips.
“Aaahhhhhnnnnnnn!” Tamyra groaned with pleasure as Amy’s tongue slithered up into her cunt for the first time.
For a brief moment she lifted her head away from Amy’s splayed groin and savored the bliss of Amy’s tongue and lips exploring her aching furrow.
“Oh god, baby, yesssss!” she moaned in encouragement to Amy.
But Amy didn’t need any encouragement. She slurped and swallowed Tamyra’s warm buttery juices, sticking her tongue deep into the girl’s tight pussy. She sucked Tamyra’s cunt-lips and diddled her clit with her tongue until she could feel Tamyra’s thighs begin to clench and shake with intense excitement.
Wildly aroused, Tamyra bent her face back to Amy’s runny slit and began to tongue-fuck Amy fiercely. She slid two fingers into Amy’s throbbing cunt, raping her repeatedly with quick sharp jabs. At the same time her tongue and lips tortured Amy’s screaming clit until Amy was gagging with lust, raking the sofa pillows with: her fingernails.
Amy had never felt this kind of sex before. It was nothing like man sex. If anything, what Tamyra was doing to her was more brutal than anything Brad had done. It made Amy just delirious with the desire to come.
She couldn’t keep eating Tamyra’s pussy, even though the long glistening wet trench swirled above her face, inviting her tongue. But the skillful sexual mauling Tamyra was giving her cunt drove everything from her mind but the need to come.
“Ohbnnnnn!” she moaned. “Ohn! Ungh! Unh! Oh god, I can’t stand it!”
“Oh, yes you can! Yes you can!” Tamyra panted.
She now had Amy just where she wanted her, a quivering helpless mass of beautiful flesh, begging for her orgasm. Tamyra knew what she was doing. She knew she could give Amy a climax so powerful and unique that whenever she looked back on it she would never be able to regret the experience.
Tamyra lubricated the forefinger of her free hand with saliva. Still jabbing Amy’s splayed pussy with her other hand, she slowly introduced the finger into the tight puckered ring of Amy’s asshole. Suddenly Amy’s squirming ass began jouncing in frenzy.
“Aannggum eeeeee!” she wailed as Tamyra’s long finger penetrated her rectum.
But Tamyra knew it was a scream of shock, not pain. She bent her mouth to Amy’s swollen clit again and began sucking and tonguing it rapidly. At the same time she slid her finger all the way into Amy’s tight asshole. Now she fucked Amy’s cunt and asshole at the same time, slowly at first, then roughly, heatedly.
Amy went bananas. Her pelvis flipped and squirmed wildly under the plunging assault of Tamyra’s fingers. Tamyra’s tongue and lips on her clit made her want to shriek with bliss and die with coming. She could feel her orgasm deep in her belly like a long thin knife hurtling toward her.
“Ohhhh! Ohhnnnnnn! Oh god… yes! God yes, god yes!” she panted and gasped, pitching her hips up into Tamyra’s fierce fuck-assault.
Suddenly her body arched and stiffened. Tamyra, knowing it was there, sucked her clit and raped her cunt and asshole viciously. The hot flying knife of her orgasm arrived and cut Amy in two.
“Unngghh!” she grunted, feeling the wind knocked out of her by the force of her climax. “Aanngghhhiiiiiieeeeee! Ohn God! God God God! Uunnnhhggiiieeeeeee!” she cried out when her breath came back.
The coming poured and ripped through her. Her blood ran with fire. Her pussy throbbed and boiled, and it felt like her flesh was scorched by the rolling waves of beat. It took a long time for it to finish?
My god, She thought as the aftershocks slowly died away, is this what it’s like when a girl does it to you? She quickly realized that it wasn’t any better than when Brad had done it to her. But it was different. It was wildly, excruciatingly pleasurable.
“Oh god, baby, I’ve never come like that!” she finally gasped to Tamyra, who had turned around now and kissed her.
“Good,” Tamyra murmured.
Her eyes were glazed and smoky. She seemed strangely abstracted. It slowly dawned on Amy that Tamyra’s lust was still unsatisfied. The experience had been so overpowering for her that she hadn’t done anything for the girl.
“Now… will you do something for me?” Tamyra asked in a solemn, husky voice.
“Of course,” Amy said, feeling guilty that she hadn’t done it before it was asked.
Still, she had a strange feeling that Tamyra and she weren’t on the same wavelength. Tamyra wasn’t just asking: now that I’ve made you come, will you make me? “You’re sure you won’t mind?” Tamyra asked, making Amy grow even more suspicious.
Amy shook her head. She tried to push Tamyra onto her back. She scooped up the girl’s naked breasts again in her hands and began licking the large dark nipples, loving the way they stiffened under her stroking tongue “Of course I won’t mind,” Amy said warmly. “I want to eat you and suck you.”
“But… I want you to do something else too,” Tamyra murmured softly, shyly.
Uh oh, Amy thought. Here it comes. Is she some kind of sick-o whip freak, or something? “What?” Amy whispered.
“Fuck me with your fist.”
Amy blushed so hard she thought her whole naked body might grow red. She wondered if she had heard Tamyra right. Nothing so bizarre had ever occurred to her before. The mere thought of it made her already achy cunt clench with fear.
“My fist?” she said, trying to keep her composure.
Tamyra leaned forward and kissed her mouth. Her tongue searched passionately for Amy’s.
“Please!” she murmured against Amy’s lips. “It drives me crazy! I can’t ever get anybody to do it to me. They all think it’s too sick!”
“Doesn’t it hurt?” Amy asked.
Tamyra’s eyes begged her. “It makes me o.d. coming,” she said.
Amy realized that she was more or less trapped. How, after what Tamyra had done for her, could she refuse? She realized that Tamyra had planned it that way.
She shrugged her shoulders.
“If that’s what you want,” she said.
“God, if you only knew how much I want it, honey,” Tamyra said.
Already her breath was quick with excitement. She got off the sofa and lay down on the floor in the middle of the living room, spreading her thighs. The puckering wet fleshy gash of her pussy gasped vulnerably.
"Come down here,” she said to Amy. “There’s more room.”
“I… I’ve never done anything like this before,” Amy said hesitantly.
She crouched between Tamyra’s spread quivering thighs. Tamyra was already panting and squirming with sexual excitement.
“Don’t worry,” she panted. “It won’t take long. I'm so close now I’m almost ready to pop. Just start with two fingers. Then three, then four. When you finally can make a fist, then really fuck me hard with it, okay?”
“Okay,” Amy murmured. “If that’s really what you want.”
“Oh god, baby, please! Please, do it to me!”
Amy bent her face down and began licking Tamyra’s wet pussy. She parted the fleshy petals with her fingers and dipped her tongue deep into the juicy furrow, tasting Tamyra’s juices. Finally she slid two fingers into the sleeve of the girl’s silky slit, wondering how it would ever stretch wide enough to accommodate her whole fist.
But she had promised. She had to go on.
“Unnhbhhhhh… unnnhhhhhhh,” Tamyra was already half grunting and half-moaning.
She bit her lower lip and propped herself up on her elbows so that she could see Amy’s hand working in and out of her cunt.
“More, more,” she panted. “Do four. Do four!”
Amy got four fingers into the greasy trench. The flesh of Tamyra’s cunt stretched and soon Amy was able to get the wedge formed by her four fingers and her thumb into it. Tamyra’s eyes rolled up behind her lips. She was mewling with wanton sexual need.
“Unnnhhhhhhh… unnhhhhhhh,” she hummed. “God yes! Oh god, I’m so close! Fuck me hard, baby! Make a fist, make a fist! Now, now!”
But in spite of her initial reluctance, Amy was really getting into it now. She didn’t need to be asked. She could get her whole hand into Tamyra’s sloshy cunt now. It flew in and out of the gaping furrow. Tamyra groaned and gagged and shivered with wild lust.
Amy clenched her fingers into – a fist. Her protruding knuckles raked the soft squishy walls of Tamyra’s clinging cunt. She buried her fist in the girl’s pussy up to the wrist.
“Aawwoonngggg!” Tamyra groaned, howling and twisting in wild throes of pleasure as Amy really began to fist-fuck her brutally.
You wanted it, baby! You asked for it! Amy chanted over and over to herself as she ripped her fist again and again into the poor shuddering, gagging girl’s splayed pussy. Part of her was ashamed of herself for getting off on it so much.
On the other hand, it was getting her sexually aroused again herself. She put her free hand in her own wet pussy and began fucking herself as she fucked Tamyra.
Tamyra was out of her mind with sexual pleasure. Though she obviously loved watching Amy’s hand jack hammering in and out of her cunt, her body went into writhing convulsions. She fell back on the floor and put both hands into her groin, frantically rubbing her clit now, keening and whimpering.
“Unnhh! Oh god… yes! Yes! Unhhh! Ohh nnnn! Oh! Oh Jesus! Fuck me! Harder, harder! Yes! Unnnhhhh!”
Suddenly Amy saw an expression of sublime torment seize the girl’s beautiful face. Tamyra clenched her whole body. Then she exploded.
“Nnnnnneeeeeee!” she shrieked. “Oooohhhhhhnnnneeeee! Aaiiieeeeee!”
With her fist buried deep in Tamyra’s coming pussy, Amy held on tight. She embraced the writhing girl with one arm and pressed her naked body against Tamyra’s. She rubbed her own cunt against Tamyra’s twitching knee and came again herself, feeling the currents of Tamyra’s orgasm flow into her.
But the way Tamyra came was incredible to Amy. It almost seemed as if the girl were going to die from the intensity of the orgasm that shook her straining body. She came and came and came, bearing down on Amy’s wrist, rubbing her clit against it, and coming yet again. She gagged and wheezed and tears squirted from her eyes. But just when it seemed that she was finished, she would squeeze another orgasm out.
By the time she was truly finished, both girls were so exhausted they could hardly move. Amy removed her hand from Tamyra’s tortured pussy and they collapsed in each other’s arms in fatigue. They didn’t speak because there didn’t seem to be anything to say. Despite what they had done, they were still almost total strangers.
God, how awful! Amy thought at first Brad, now this. What’s come over me?
Nevertheless, she soon got up and put on her clothes. Before she left she wanted to ask Tamyra if what she suspected was true. The story about Tamyra’s husband cheating on her was a lie, part of her strategy to get Amy to the point where she could fuck her.
But really, the more she thought about it, she didn’t want to ask. She didn’t want to know too much. She leaned over to kiss the naked Tamyra, who was still sprawled across the floor. Then she left.
Tamyra smiled lazily. “Will I see you again?”
“You want to order some lipstick?”
“I’ll order a case,” Tamyra grinned.
"Then I’ll have to come back to deliver it, won’t I?” Amy said, tossing her head flirtatiously as she walked out the door.
But as he walked down the path to the street, she could only shiver at the thought of what she had done.