For a long time we lay still. I didn't move my face from where it was buried in the yielding tissues of her cunt. Occasionally another spurt of hot cream would come sliding down into my mouth, and each time it happened I swallowed it.
Finally she stirred.
I pulled my face away and we both smiled at each other. My face was glistening with her cum, and I could feel lingering traces of it on my lips and tongue.
"That was nice," she said in a low voice.
"Mmmmmm…"
"Now it's my turn to tao care of you."
"If you insist," I said.
We both giggled at that. I felt totally relaxed and ready for whatever she had in mind. It struck me as slightly strange that I should be doing all these things with a girl, but it was hard to think of Melissa as a girl.
She was a woman in every way that counted.
She got on her knees above me and began to run her hands all over my body. My nipples became completely rigid the moment she touched me, and my cunt came alive once again.
"You've got a beautiful body," she whispered, her voice low and sexy. Her fingers brushing lightly across my nipples, playing with them in a way that made me feel like my whole body was as taut and finely tuned as a violin string.
Then she began to move her hands outward in circles, letting her palms brush against my skin, working slowly down toward my cunt.
Finally she touched my cunt hair.
"Mmmmmmmmm…" I purred, thrusting my cunt in the direction of the pressure from her hand.
She flitted away, her fingers teasing me like butterflies.
"You're driving me crazy."
At last she reached down with both hands and pulled my pussy lips apart, leaving the sensitive inner tissues open to the air. I could feel a cool breeze on my naked slit, but suddenly it was replaced by warm air as she started to blow on me from a few inches away.
"Melissa…" I groaned, twisting and thrusting my cunt closer and closer to her face. But she only pulled her lips away, keeping them just out of reach for what seemed to be an eternity.
Then she dove down and flicked her tongue lightly across my bulging, sensitive clit.
"Yeah…"
But suddenly she pulled away.
For another eternity she blew on me, tantalizing me in a way that threatened to drive me insane.
"If you don't…"
She darted down again, and once again her tongue shot out and flicked across my clit. I shoved hard up against her, but before I could get her tongue all the way into me she pulled away.
I was going crazy.
This went on for at least five minutes. By the time she finally gave in and buried her face in my muff I was so wet that I thought she might have a real chance of droning in my hot cream.
"That's it!" I practically screamed when she finally drove her tongue all the way inside me. I had never felt so much cum flooding inside me in my life. She had put me through an exquisite torture, and now the relief was unbearable.
I shoved up against her darting, flicking tongue, desperately trying to get her entire jaw inside my hungry cunt. I could feel a storm gathering inside my pussy, and I knew it wouldn't take much to send a torrent of hot, foaming cum shooting from my pussy onto her face.
"You're gonna do it, baby, you're gonna make me come," I whispered, grinding and shoving against her face with all the strength in my body.
She pulled her face away.
"Noooo!"
I grabbed frantically for her face, but before I could reach her she was out of reach.
"Be patient."
"Shit. I'm going nuts."
She smiled. "I'll be back in a minute. You just stay where you are."
"Hey…"
She was gone.
I lay where I was, hot and dripping, ready to fuck just about anything that moved. I couldn't believe she was doing this to me; I'd never been so frustrated in my life.
Then she returned.
She was carrying something behind her back, but I couldn't see what it was.
Before I could ask her about it she was back on top of me, but this time she kissed me on the mouth instead of going for my cunt. At the same time she ground her crotch against mine, twisting and shoving so that I couldn't help but respond to the pressure on my own clit.
Then once again she put her mouth on my slit.
This time, however, she concentrated entirely on my clit. Her tongue flicked across it. Her lips pursed over it. Her teeth nibbled at it.
"Ohhhhh God, Melissa… you're gonna make me go fucking crazy…"
"Mmmmmmmm…"
She suddenly let her tongue wander away from my clit, and a moment later she had made her way down to my asshole.
Her tongue began to probe into my ass.
At first the muscles of my sphincter were tight, unyielding, but as I tried to relax she was finally able to slip her tongue into me.
It felt wonderful.
At the same time she let her fingers play with my cunt, running all over the outside of my crotch, occasionally darting inside.
"Close your eyes," she whispered.
"What?"
"Close your eyes. Just for a minute."
I did as she asked me, though I didn't have the faintest idea what she had in mind. In the darkness that enveloped me I just concentrated on the dual sensations that were being given to me by her fingers and her tongue.
Then her tongue slipped out of me.
At the same moment her fingers started doing double duty in my cunt. She plunged them deep into my simmering chamber, then pulled them out, then drove them in again.
Suddenly her other hand was at my asshole, pulling the wet hole open. I didn't know what she was doing at first, but then I began to catch on.
She was putting something into me. It was made of cloth; maybe a silk handkerchief. And there were knots in it.
"What…"
"Shhhhhh. Just relax. You'll love it, believe me."
I was skeptical, but I was also so hot and excited that she could have shoved a broomstick up my ass and I would have loved it.
One by one the knots of silk passed through my tight sphincter. I don't know how many there were in all; maybe ten, maybe more.
Finally she was finished.
Once again she put her lips on my cunt. I picked up where I had been earlier almost immediately; my cunt felt like it was on the verge of exploding within just a few seconds.
"Come on, Melissa, don't stop this time. I'm gonna come all over your face in just a minute."
"Mmmmmm…"
Evidently the idea appealed to her.
As she ate my cunt I all but forgot about the knotted silk scarf that was in my asshole. All I could think about was the way my cunt was churning and boiling, threatening to foam over any minute.
"Come on, baby, Jesus it's good… ohhhhhh God I can feel it coming."
Stealthily she reached toward my asshole with her right hand. I hardly noticed it. I was completely caught up in the steaming, churning mess within my cunt.
It was coming.
"Oh shit, Melissa… shit… I… oh fuck… gaaaaaahhhhhh!"
A million things happened at once.
First I felt a rolling, swirling wave of release begin to fly toward the entrance of my cunt. I knew that I was on the very verge of spilling over.
Then she pulled the scarf out of my ass. I went crazy.
"Aaaagggghhhh! Goddam my… ohhhh!"
My entire body absolutely dissolved. Each knot passing through my tight sphincter practically drove me beyond the realms of control. Again and again I convulsed, my back arching, my every muscle contracting insanely.
It went on forever.
Long after the silk scarf had been completely pulled out of my ass I still kept writhing and twisting as if I had been completely wiped out.
It was fantastic.
Every other climax I had experienced paled before the throbbing, surging release I was feeling now.
At last it was finished.
My cunt kept contacting rhythmically in the afterglow, but I was so far out of it that I didn't know what was happening.
Then suddenly the door opened.
I stared at something that should have made my heart leap to my throat, but it didn't. Instead I simply sat there, cum running down my legs, looking at something I could hardly believe was happening.
Ellen and Gerald were standing in the doorway. "Ohmigod!" Ellen screamed when she was able to figure out what was going on.
"Jesus!" Gerald echoed.
He started forward, but I sat up in bed like a flash and prepared to defend myself.
He stopped.
"You fucking slut."
"What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing to Melissa?"
I looked at Melissa, and was glad to see that she was sitting up straight, staring right at the two of them with defiance in her eyes.
Good.
Then suddenly everything fell into place.
"E" was Ellen.
But what…?
"I ought to beat the shit out of you," Gerald growled. Ellen just stood in the background and looked pained.
"Why?" I asked.
"What do you mean why?"
"You know what I mean, you stupid fucking bitch."
"At least I'm not a hypocrite."
Suddenly his expression changed. I could tell that he realized that I knew about what he had done to Melissa.
"I don't want to talk about it. Ellen and I are taking Melissa away from you."
"You mean you two have worked out a reconciliation?" I said, a sneer in my voice that I didn't try to conceal.
"That's right."
Suddenly Melissa spoke up. "I'm not going."
"You'll do what I tell you to do," Gerald said. "Fuck you!" Melissa spat.
"Get up off that bed," her father ordered. She didn't move.
My mind suddenly went into high gear. I don't know why, but I wanted to do something that would be absolutely deliciously nasty to both of them, and it didn't take me long to figure out what to do.
"Wait a minute," I maid, trying to keep my voice calm and cold. "Let's be civilized about this."
"I am," said Ellen, talking for the first time since she'd come in the room.
"Good. Ellen, there's something I want to show you downstairs. Could, you'll want to see it too."
"This is a bunch of bullshit," Gerald growled.
"Honey, don't be like that. This is a sad situation, but we can't do anything to change it right now."
He didn't say anything.
For the first time I felt a slight bit of compassion for Ellen, but not much. She was still an uptight, condescending bitch who deserved whatever she got.
I led them downstairs. My mind was still going ninety miles an hour. I knew that if I really wanted to pull off what I had in mind I was going to have to work fast.
Very fast.
There was a storeroom beneath the stairway. It wasn't very big; mostly there were just winter blankets and coats in it, but there was also a chest where we kept all our valuable papers and everything like that.
I stopped in front of door.
Opening it, I turned on the light. There was not enough room for three people to get inside.
"You two go ahead; there's something in here you ought to see, Ellen."
Gerald hesitated. I could tell that he didn't have the faintest idea what I was up to, but he definitely didn't trust me.
Ellen took the lead, however, and went on in. She gazed around distastefully at the mess. Gerald stood in the doorway for a moment, then turned and spoke to me.
"What the hell is this all about?"
I didn't say anything. I knew that the moment was at hand. If I really wanted to pull off the insane scheme I had concocted in the last few minutes now was the time that I had to act quickly.
I made my decision.
"Gerald," I began, talking in a soothing voice. Then, as soon as he relaxed just a tiny bit, I reached out and shoved him as hard as I could into the storeroom. It took him completely by surprise and he fell into Ellen.
They both went sprawling.
As quick as lightning I pulled the door shut and locked it. Melissa was standing next to me, and as soon as she saw what I had done her eyes got incredibly wide.
"What are you gonna do?"
I didn't say anything. Gerald was yelling and beating on the door. Would it hold?
He crashed into it.
Nothing happened.
He crashed into it again, and once again it held. I breathed a sigh of relief. He might be able to force his way out, but it would take a few hours. I hoped I wouldn't need that much time.
Thirty seconds later I was on the telephone. "Michelle? This is Sheryl."
"Oh. Hi. What's the matter? You sound upset."
"Just listen. Is our little get-together still on?"
"Tomorrow? Sure."
"An right. Listen. I haven't got time to talk, but this is sort of an emergency. Call the people who're coming tomorrow and see if they can make it today. This afternoon. As soon as possible. Tell them they're gonna have a chance for the best time of their lives. And make sure there are at least two men."
"Sheryl, what's…"
"Just do it, Michelle. You won't regret it, believe me."
I hung up the phone.
I felt positively exhilarated. Every nerve ending in my body was totally alert. This was by far the wildest thing I had ever done in my life.
Would it work?
I really didn't have any way of knowing. The most important thing was getting the cooperation of Michelle and her friends. Especially the men.
Beyond that, it was up in the air.
The one thing that I had going for me that was sort of a trump card, however was the knowledge that Gerald had fucked Melissa last summer at the beach house.
He was going to pay for that.
I was certain that Ellen didn't know about it. If she found out, poor old Gerald was going to be left out in the cold without either her or me.
He would have to cooperate just to kep Ellen from finding out.
At least I hoped so.