As Dick and Alecia were basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Merril was leading Sue Ellen into a suite of rooms on the second floor of the chalet. They had talked for a while in the living room, and when Merril had suggested that they retire upstairs, Sue Ellen had gone along with the idea readily enough.
Both were feeling relaxed and comfortable; Merril primarily as a result of the alcohol she had consumed, and Sue Ellen because she had relatively few inhibitions to begin with.
"Wow! Would you look at this?" Merril clamored when she stuck her head into the bathroom. It was enormous, with a tub big enough for at least four people that was sunken beneath the level of the floor. On the walls and ceiling surrounding it were an assortment of mirrors.
"Not bad," Sue Ellen drawled, sipping from her wine glass as she surveyed the layout. "Want to take a bath together?"
"I was hoping you'd say that," Merril admitted. "I know," Sue Ellen smiled in return. "You've never been with another woman, have you?"
"No."
"Well, we can just take a little old bath and see what happens," the winked, beginning to run some hot water into the three-foot deep basin. "Here. Unbutton me," she continued, turning around and presenting her back to Merril.
The latter woman took a last stiff pull from her drink, set it down on a counter, and moved forward. She still wasn't certain why she had chosen to be with Sue Ellen; perhaps it was because the idea of being with a woman wasn't as threatening as being with a man right now.
Besides, she had to admit that Sue Ellen intrigued her. There was an odd, very personal kind of sensuousness about her that came through in everything she did.
She would be a good teacher.
After am fastening Sue Ellen's buttons, the dress she was wearing slipped quietly to the floor. Now she had nothing on but her bra and panties. As Merril unfastened the bra, she could feel the other woman's tits spring free in front, as if the bra had been holding them to her chest.
Then, with Sue Ellen still facing the other way, Merril helped her out of her panties.
Not bad, Merril decided. Although Sue Ellen was a little heavy, her skin was tight and her muscles beneath were firm.
Not bad at all.
Then Sue Ellen turned around and Merril revised her opinion considerably.
Sue Ellen's tits were enormous! They hung down in front of her soft melons each cupped with a huge, soft nipple. The latter were not erect yet, leaving it to Merril's imagination to figure out what they would look like when she was excited.
Sue Ellen could tell that Merril liked what she was easing, and the realization brought the first tingles of anticipation deep into her furry cunt.
She reached out and began to undress Merril. This was accomplished easily enough, since she was wearing only a long dress with no bra beneath it.
"Nice…" Sue Ellen breathed, taking in Merril's long slim body in a sweeping glance.
For a long moment the two of them looked at each other, a study in contrasts, one a short, nicely-rounded woman and the other tall and slim with the figure of a model.
Sue Ellen turned and climbed into the steaming water of the tub. Merril followed her.
"Now," Sue Ellen whispered, "you just relax and let me gin you a bath. You'll like it, I promise."
She was right.
Starting with Merril's toes, she worked her way up her entire body, bathing it in a fragrant soap that had been supplied for them.
As she reached Merril's cunt, the slim woman could feel herself beginning to tense up. But as soon as the Southern woman's fingers began to rub the soap sensuously into her tingling snatch, she relaxed, letting her love juice flow naturally in response to the stimulation.
But Sue Ellen didn't linger there for long; just long enough to achieve her primary goal, which was to get Merril primed and ready for what would come later.
Finally the bath was finished.
Sue Ellen handed the soap to Merril, who began immediately to repeat the process with her teacher, but instead of starting with her feet, she started with her shoulders.
And then her tits.
They were amazing; soft and fleshy. As she massaged them, they moved all over Sue Ellen's chest, slipping and sliding.
"Mmmmmmm… that's nice…" Sue Ellen breathed, felling her nipples harden in Merril's hands.
But Merril, too, was intent on keeping things going. So instead of lingering on Sue Ellen's tits as she would have liked to, she let her soapy fingers slide down across the other woman's soft stomach, finding their way finally to her clit, which she washed thoroughly as the rest of her body.
As soon as Merril was finished, Sue Ellen dipped under the water, then climbed out and begun to buff herself dry with a towel.
For a long moment Merril watched, transfixed by the sight of Sue Ellen's tit, bouncing and jiggling with each stroke of the towel.
Finally, when they both were dry, they went into the bedroom. Next to the bed there was a chalice filled with what Sue Ellen recognized a massage oil. Taking it in her hands, she held it out to Merril, saying, "I'd love to get my body all slick and slimy, don't you?"
Merril didn't know what to say; she had never thought about it.
But she complied with Sue Ellen's wishes, taking a double handful of the warm oil and rubbing it into every inch of Sue Ellen's skin, taking special care to see to it that Sue Ellen's big tits and soft, rounded ass got more than their share of the shiny stuff.
When she was finished, she suddenly understood why Sue Ellen liked to have this done to her, it looked, Merril thought, as if the woman's entire body were covered with cunt juice. Not a bad idea, Merril smiled.
"Why are you smiling?"
"I was just thinking."
"About what?"
"About how nice it's gonna be to bury my face in your…"
"My what?" Sue Ellen prodded.
"Your cunt." There. She had said it. And now that she had finally said it, Merril suddenly realized that she wanted to say it again.
"I want to eat your cunt," she said in a low voice, strangely exhilarated to hear such words coming from her own mouth.
She began to move forward.
Sue Ellen, sitting in the dim light on the side of the bed, spread her legs wide, giving Merril a perfect view of her cunt. Merril dropped to her knees in front of Sue Ellen, then reached up with her hands and began to massage Sue Ellen's huge tits, fibbing them up and down just as she had a few moments ago in the bathroom, feeling them squish and slide in her grasp, the taut nipples pushing against her palm.
"Mmmmmmm…" purred Sue Ellen, beginning to move her body in response to what was happening to her. She was starting to twist and writhe now, her soft body undulating provocatively in Merril's grasp.
Slowly, with infinite patience and tenderness, Merril allowed her hands to slide down until finally they were both on the insides of Sue Ellen's soft, creamy thighs. These she parted even wider, placing the other woman's legs over her shoulder.
Then she leaned forward.
When her lips were just half an inch away from Sue Ellen's hungry cunt, she stopped, blowing on the parted lips, fanning the heat that she could sense coming from Sue Ellen's cunt.
"Oooohhhhh… lick me… your tongue…" Merril responded by letting her wet tongue snake out lapping up one or two drop of Sue Ellen's hot cream.
She tasted the honey.
She liked it.
Now she began in earnest, burying her face in the sweet muff, losing herself in its incredible softness.
"Yesssss…" Sue Ellen moaned, rotating her cunt against Merril's face. Even though Merril had never done such a thing before, she knew what she was doing well enough to keep Sue Ellen from having any complaints.
Harder now, she drove her tongue in and out of the other woman's pussy.
"My clit… lick my clit… lick it now…" Sue Ellen urged, her fingers spreading the flesh and exposing her angry, swollen button. It was on fire, and she knew that she had to have something done to it.
Merril was last in a sea of wetness and flesh, licking and driving her tongue into the simmering I folds of honey-covered cunt flesh. Dimly she heard Sue Ellen's request, and she responded by letting her tongue occasionally dart out of the deep clinging cavern and run across Sue Ellen's clit.
Deep inside her hungry cunt, Sue Ellen was aware of a barrage of sensations sweeping through her. She knew that she was building toward a climax.
"Harder," she urged, guiding Merril's face with her hands.
As she continued to eat Sue Ellen's cunt, Merril let her hands slide up across the other woman's oil-slickened body until once again she had her fingers all over those magnificent tits.
It was this that sent Sue Ellen over the top.
"Yesssss… yesssss… ohhhhhh OHHHHHHH! YESSSSSSSS!"
Suddenly Merril's face was inundated in a shooting spasm of hot love cream. She licked it and sucked it, swallowing it hungrily, feeding her own frustration on Sue Ellen's orgasm.
Finally it was over.
Merril kept her face buried in the soft folds of Sue Ellen's cunt. Her lips seemed to fit perfectly against the cunt lips of the other woman.
But this wasn't the end.
It was only the beginning.
As Dr. Feschild finished explaining what was expected of all of them, Jim found himself wondering just who he would really like to get hooked up with for the next few hours. The obvious choice, Alecia, already appeared to be taken, and he was certain about Mavis, no matter how much she had enjoyed their afternoon fling, would be interested in finding out about some of the other guests.
Then his eyes lighted on Sybil, the vegetarian. She was obviously a rich bitch; there was no question about that. The combination of blue jeans and expensive accouterments, coupled with a certain apparent snobbishness, made that more or less certain.
She was also very nice looking, and right now that counted more than anything else.
As he began to talk to her, he realized that mast of his initial assumptions had been correct. But what he hadn't reckoned on was the virtually wanton aggressiveness with which she pursued him from the moment he started talking to her.
It took her all of three minutes to suggest they retire to one of the bedrooms.
There, she wasted no time in stripping off all her clothes and climbing into the bed, where she sat crosslegged in a lotus position waiting for him to join her.
"There's a certain subtleness about you that I like," Jim offered, holding his glass up to her as if to toast her.
"All I care about," she countered, "is whether you have a big, hard meat to stick right in here." She indicated her cunt. Her pussylips were spread wide apart, revealing the interior in all of its pink glory.
"Is that a fact?" Jim responded, a bit irritated with her. Didn't she have any sensitivity at all? Probably not, he decided. It had all been bred out of her.
Nevertheless, he didn't have to like her to want to fuck her. In fact in the present situation he found his anger feeding his passion. He determined to be as rough with her she pleased and teach her a lesson.
"Come on, take off your clothes," she taunted, "or an you afraid you won't have enough between your legs to satisfy me?"
"I don't know," Jim responded, secretly delighting in what was happening. He decided, for the moment at least, to pretend he wasn't sure of himself. "Maybe I'm not the right person for you."
"Christ," she groaned, "I hooked up with a wimp."
"Sorry," he stammered, "I didn't know what you wanted."
He looked at her body, and had to admit that it was a fine one. Beneath her sultry face, she had large, tits, with a slim waist and long, soft legs. Her skin was pale, almost ivory, contrasting sharply with the jet-black hair of her head and cunt.
"Well, shit," she said, "get yourself undressed before I freeze to death."
"All right," he agreed. But as he undressed, he turned his back to her, presumably out of modesty but in reality to shield his cock from her view until he was ready for her to see it.
"Oh come on," she complained, "I promise not to bite your little baby cock. For Christ's sake, this is ridiculous."
"I agree," he said suddenly, swinging around in a fluid motion so that she could finally see his huge cock, flopping between his legs like a horse's tool.
"My God!" she gasped. She had never seen anything like it in her life. Not even in her dreams, of which there had been plenty, had she imagined a man to have a cock like that.
"Now," he said, moving toward her forcefully. He suddenly knew that he wanted to take her without giving her any say in the matter at all. He was going to make her do it his way, and what she wanted didn't make any difference at all.
He was going to fuck her till he dropped.
"Listen to me," he said, his voice sounding harsh. "I don't like your smart-ass attitudes one bit. It stinks. Do you hear me?"
She nodded, never taking her eyes off his cock. It was incredible. And even as she watched, it was beginning to get hard…
"Who the hell do you think you an, anyway?" he continued, felling his cock and range grow greater at the same time. "What if I really did have a small cock, what do you think would have happened to me then? And what about your cunt? It looks pretty average to me."
He stopped. He could tell that he had her off balance, and he was trying to figure out what would be the best way to press his advantage.
"Open up your legs and let me see your fantastic cunt," he said sarcastically. In fact, it was pretty fantastic, but he wasn't about to let her know that.
Silently she spread her legs.
He moved forward, leaning on the bed at her side. His cock was fully erect now, and he could tell that she was practically terrified by the size of his tool and the violence of his disposition.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, hoping he wouldn't be too rough with her.
"Sorry – shit!" he answered venomously.
He rammed two fingers up her cunt.
"Ooowwwwwww," she complained, squirming on the end of his fingers like an impaled animal.
"Shut up, bitch! You've got a dry cunt. What's the matter? That's like a man not being able to get it up. What if I just ram my cock up in there right now; how do you think that would feel?"
Her eyes told him what she thought; it would be terrible.
"Suck it!" he commanded, indicating his cock. "And you better get it nice and wet, 'cause that's the only lubrication we're gonna have."
"But…" Then she knew it would do no good to tell him that she didn't think she could fit his monster into her mouth.
She knew she had to.
"Now suck it!" he commanded, holding his cock in front of her full, pouting lips.
He hated to admit it, but it felt good to treat a woman like this. Especially this woman. She deserved it, and even though none of this was really his style, he found himself enjoying the hell out of it.
Her lips were practically trembling as she opened them, tentatively letting her tongue come out and explore the vast expanse of smooth, purple skin at the head of his cock.
"Suck it! I didn't say anything about licking it. And," he added, more softly, more menacingly, "don't even think about biting it."
She opened her mouth and plunged it down on his tool, forcing it deep into her throat, feeling it expand to take in the incredible girth of his prick. Then the one thing she didn't want to happen happened.
She gagged.
"Jesus!" he complained loudly, "I could get a better blow job from a sixth-grader."
With that he jerked his cock from her frantic mouth.
"Now roll over," he commanded.
"Oh, no," she groaned, suddenly fearing that he was going to fuck her in the as.
It would kill her!
"Don't worry," he said, reading her mind, "it's not that."
All he was going to do was fuck her from the mar, because he knew that was the way to get maximum penetration into her pussy.
"Now open up," he said, taking her hands and making her use them to pull apart her fleshy ass cheeks.
"Don't hurt me!" she pleaded.
"Shut up."
Then he took his cock in his hands and placed it at the entrance of her cunt. Then, reaching beneath her and grabbing one pendulous tit with each hand, he rammed his cock home.
"Aaaaggghhhh!" she screamed.
"Shut up."
He could feel the muscles inside her cunt straining to open enough to let him all the way in. As it was, he was easily three quarters of the way in. Another thrust would do it nicely.
He pushed.
"Aagggghhhh!" she screamed again, and again. Then he just stayed where he was, luxuriating in the tight fit of her pussy around his cock.
Sybil was in a daze. It felt like he had rammed his leg up her cunt. She couldn't believe what was happening.
But there was something else as well.
She had taken all he could give her.
The worst was over.
And she was beginning to enjoy it.
Slowly he pulled his cock out until it was almost free of the clinging grasp of her cunt.
Then he rammed it home again.
This time she didn't cry out. She didn't do anything except thrust back against his prick to let him know that she could take whatever he could give her. In fact, the truth of the matter was that she was beginning to actually like it.
What a cock!
He began to fuck her in earnest now, smashing his cock into her tight cunt while he plays with her tits, feeling them bounce and wiggle beneath her. There was something immensely satisfying in all this, something almost primal in it all. … that was it.
He actually had to fight back an impulse to grab her hair and pull her head back while he banged her cunt.
But she we responding in earnest now, rotating her hips, smashing her dripping cunt back against his tree trunk.
They forgot about their hostility a their passion consumed them. There was no time or inclination now to do anything other than focus on the sensations that were overcoming each of them.
It was fantastic.
"Fuck me… fuck me hard, you bastard… fuck my cunt!"
He responded by slamming into her with every ounce of energy he possessed, mashing her ass-cheeks with each thrust, crashing through the deepest walls of her cunt.
It wouldn't last long now.
Any second…
Suddenly he felt it, a hot rush coming from deep inside his loins. He grabbed her asscheeks, bracing himself for the explosion.
It happened.
"Aaagghhhhh!" she gasped as his cock seemed to take off inside her, shooting her cunt full of his hot, driving cum.
Again and again he poured his load into her, making her cunt into a dripping, melting pot of cum.
But she didn't come.
Which was as it should be, as far as he was concerned. And she didn't mind either, feeling that it was enough that she had survived this encounter.
Finally he was spent, and he pulled his shrinking cock out of her cunt, watching the cum rim out of her lips in little rivulets of hot jism.
She collapsed on the bed.
He smiled.