"Now you just sit back and relax, and let me take care of you. All right?" Sue Ellen purred, aware that Merril was having to fight down a predictable attack of nervousness.
"Sue Ellen?"
"What?"
"Them's something I ought to tell you."
"No, there isn't honey. Not unless you want to."
"All right, then. I want to."
"Go ahead."
Merril took a deep breath. They were both reclining on the bed. Sue Ellen was on her side and a little bit above her, big tits hanging down practically in Merril's face.
"Well, I've never had an orgasm."
Sue Ellen smiled. "Is that all? Shit, honey, that's no problem. You just sit back and let me take care of you. I guarantee you'll come just fine by the time I'm finished with you. Just fine."
Merril smiled and leaned back on the bed. It felt good to tell Sue Ellen that, even if it was a bit embarrassing. All right, she would relax, just like Sue Ellen said.
There was nothing to lose.
Sue Ellen began by gently massaging the warm oil into every inch of Merril's body. Merril closed her eyes, trying to relax every muscle of her body, and surprising herself by succeeding to a large degree.
As Sue Ellen's fingers worked the oil into her tits, Merril could feel her nipples getting hard.
She opened her eyes.
Sue Ellen seemed to be totally absorbed in the sight of her hands squeezing and rubbing the slippery liquid into Merril's soft, squishy tits.
But Merril was taken with something else.
As her hands and arms moved. Sue Ellen's huge tits bounced and swayed just a few inches above Merril's mouth. Just the sight of them dangling there was enough to cause Merril's cunt to tingle, and she began to think about what it would be like to have those luscious tits inside her mouth.
Or at least the nipples; that was about all that would fit.
Then Sue Ellen began to work her way farther down, causing Merril to once again close her eyes and concentrate on the sensations.
Her hands were on her stomach now, rubbing and pushing, kneading the flesh and working ever closer to the throbbing center of Merril's sexual excitement. Already Merril could feel honey beginning to drip out of her cunt, wetting the inside of her thighs.
She wanted to tell Sue Ellen to hurry, but she knew better. Sue Ellen was the teacher; that much had been made clear earlier on.
So Merril waited.
Much to her surprise, Sue Ellen bypassed her cunt, instead she worked her way down Merril's legs, covering them with the oil, rubbing it into the slim calves and ankles, making Merril practically go crazy with the desire that was mounting within her.
"Ohhhhhhh… please… my cunt… it's on fire…" she moaned, practically begging Sue Ellen to take care of her.
"Patience, darling, patience," Sue Ellen cooed knowing that the longer she made Merril wait, the better it would be when she finally descended on her warm pussy.
Not that she wasn't hi a hurry herself; the sight of such a slim perfectly-composed body beneath her was enough in itself to drive Sue Ellen mad with desire, but that didn't matter so much right now.
Nothing mattered except making Merril come. Sue Ellen prided herself on her abilities, and Merril was a real challenge.
Of course, she reminded herself. She did have some help waiting for her in her pocketbook. But we now the right time to call on it?
Yes.
"Now you just wait right here for a minute and I'll be right beck, you hear?"
Merril opened her eyes.
What the hell was this? Merril saw Sue Ellen padding lightly across the carpeted floor toward her pocketbook.
Oh well.
Might as well relax. Or at least try to relax. Her cunt we too excited for her to have much success at it.
She closed her eyes.
The next thing skews aware of we a low hum, not readily identifiable, but coming from down at end of the bed where Sue Ellen was seated with her back to Merril.
"What's that?"
"You just keep your eyes closed for now, honey. I'll take care of you, just relax."
Merril shut her eyes.
She could sense Sue Ellen moving toward her, and tin low hum we coming with her. Then Sue Ellen touched her neck with a warm, oil-covered hand, rubbing gently at the same time that the humming sound came closer.
Then it touched her.
"Mmmmmmmmm…" Merril groaned, suddenly aware of a warm, pulsing sensation that was covering one of her tits, practically sending her nipples into orbit. "Wow!"
"Now just relax."
It was a vibrator that fit on the back of Sue Ellen's hand, sending its pulsing excitement through the other woman's hand and into Merril's body.
Incredible.
Merril had heard about such things, but she had never even considered using one on herself. That sort of thing was, to say the least, undignified.
But she was rapidly changing her mind.
This was fantastic.
"My cunt… ohhhhhh my cunt…" Suddenly she wanted to feel that pulsing, flittering sensation that was on her tits now go down to her pay.
She wanted to come, and she thought for sure that this was the way to do it.
And she was right.
Slowly, sliding acme Merril's oil-covered body, Sue Ellen guided her hand down, taking her time but moving directly to the point on Merril's body that both of them were mast concerned with. Her sweet, trembling cunt.
As she looked down, Sue Ellen could see beads of moisture already collecting at the entrance.
She smiled.
This was going to be interesting.
Gently she guided her vibrating hand across Merril's soft cunt hairs until finally she was at the entrance to her love hole.
"Oooooohhhhh," Merril groaned, feeling the vibrations shoot through her body with a wildness that threatened to carry her away.
"Inside… inside my cunt…"
Sue Ellen smiled once again.
She inserted one finger.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh…" Merril moaned, feeling her cunt begin to dissolve at the pulsing, driving presence within it. Her legs, practically of their own accord, began to thrash and kick, climbing up into the air as Sue Ellen began to move her finger in and out, all the while letting the vibrator attached to the back of her hand send its impulses shooting into and through Merril's cunt.
"Ooooohhhh… make me come… ohhhhh, please make me come…" she pleaded, sensing that it was going to happen but not knowing what to expect.
"Just relax, baby, and let it happen. Let it happen…" Sue Ellen urged, knowing that if Merril could only stop trying so hard with her mind, her body would take over from there.
Merril collapsed back onto the bed, trying to force herself to relax.
It worked.
Deep inside her cunt she became aware of a new presence that began to build and grow. It was a little like a fiery coal, getting hotter and hotter, heating her juices with growing intensity, making them whirl and spin, coming ever closer to the surface, fighting to be free.
"Oooohhhh… it's happening… it's happening… I'm gonna come… come COME!" With a sudden rush her cunt overflowed, juices spilling out of her and onto Sue Ellen's hand like there was nothing else in the world.
Again and again the muscles of her cunt slammed open and shut as wrenching spasms of delight shot through her.
"Oooooohhhhh… yesssss," she whispered as the waves of orgasm began to diminish, still strong but relenting, returning her at last to a state in which she could be at least semi-conscious of something other than her flaming, dripping pussy.
And then finally it we over.
She opened her eyes.
Sue Ellen was smiling down at her, her tits heaving in excitement at what she had just witnessed.
"Nice?" she queried.
"More than nice. Fantastic!" Merril exulted.
Her cunt felt like a pool of melted wax, simmering slowly as the muscles continued to contract rhythmically. She hadn't known exactly what to expect, but she had never had any idea it would be this.
And she was certain that she could achieve it again, now that she knew what it was and what it felt like.
Mavis thought that Jason was intriguing. She had initially taken him to be great deal different than he actually was in spite of the fact that he had the appearance of a construction worker, his speech was altogether different.
But the fact remained that his body, or what she could see of it beneath the clothes that he wore, was something to be marveled at. He was tall, and broad through the shoulders like a bear.
In fact, now that she thought about it, a bear was what he reminded her of more than anything else.
It made her feel like an animal to be turned on by him. The thought made her cream in anticipation.
"Are you allowed to fraternize with the guests?" he asked, smiling at her from above.
"Only when I feel like it."
"Well. Do you feel like it right now?"
"Subtle, aren't you?"
"Only when I can't think of any other way to be."
"All right," she answered. Then she looked around the room; they were the only ones left. The fire was still going, so without saying anything else she walked across the expanse of carpet and stood in front of the crackling blaze.
Jason followed her.
A few feet away from her, he stopped, sensing that she was about to do something.
He was right.
Keeping her eyes directly on him, she proceeded to strip until she was naked. There was nothing of the exhibitionist in the way she did it, and yet it wasn't clinical either.
His cock began to grow stiff.
She was an exceptional woman, that much was obvious at first glance.
Her body we slim, but her tits full and soft, just begging to be licked and squeezed.
Excitement rising within him to almost a fever pitch, Jason began to practically rip off his clothes. Just the thought of burying his cock to the hilt in that sweet muff exposed before him was enough to send him through the roof.
A moment later he was naked, his thick hairy body con tinting sharply with her thin, smooth one.
"Wait," she cautioned as he started to move toward him.
"Huh?"
"Let's talk first."
"About what? The weather?"
"No, about what we're going to do to each other."
"I don't understand," he growled, suddenly wondering if he had made a mistake by choosing the psychologist for a bed partner. What was she going to do, analyze him?
"I'll start," she said, sitting down on the carpet and spreading her legs carelessly.
"Go ahead," he answered, resigning himself reluctantly to his fate.
"All right," she said, moving her hand provocatively along the creamy expanse of her inner thigh. "Fiat of all, my cunt's already starting to cream just at the thought of having your big cock slam into it. I can practically feel it inside me right now, ramming all the way to the back of my cunt. It's fantastic."
Jason just looked in amazement, feeling his excitement grow. By the time she finished talking, her hands were all over her cunt, spreading the lips so he could see inside her, watching as tiny streams of hot honey made their way out of her cunt and onto her finger.
When one finger was completely covered with the liquid, she held it up in front of her face, sniffed it, then carefully licked every drop from it.
"Your turn," she said, smiling like a vixen.
"I bet you've got just about the sweetest pussy around," he began, catching the spirit of what she wanted from him and realizing that it was indeed a turn-on to talk like this. "And your tits make me just want to bury my face in the middle of them and never come up for air. I bet they're soft, fleshy, just about the best thing I've seen in a long time."
Then neither of them spoke.
His cock was absolutely rigid. He couldn't wait any longer; her cunt was just too much to just look at and not do anything to.
He moved forward.
She leaned back, spreading her legs in anticipation of what was about to happen.
Like a bull he charged her, groaning in excitement as he drove his cock easily into her lubricated pussy.
"Yesssss…" she groaned as he fucked her, "fuck me hard… fuck me like a bull!"
He did just that.
There was nothing subtle in the way they fucked, and it was all over in less than a minute. Both of them were too steamed up by the time it started for it to last longer than that.
She wrapped her legs tightly around his back, puffing her partner forward and into her, wanting to feel his hot meat as it slammed deep inside her.
He never let up for an instant, pumping and driving frenetically into the soft cunt that practically gobbled his prick in its excitement.
With each successive thrust into her wet, clinging pussy, he could feel himself coming closer to the release that was never far away.
He wanted to drive a hole through her, so strong was the passion that ruled him. He felt like her cunt was alive, wriggling and squirming on the end of his shaft, as she sought to take him deeper and deeper into her steaming muff.
"Harder… harder… fuck me hard," she groaned, wanting to be devoured, consumed, eaten totally by the smashing presence in her cunt.
Her legs were straining visibly now, the muscles in her thighs taut as she jerked and pulled against his torso. She knew it wouldn't last long, but it didn't matter to her.
She was, for the moment, a total animal. Nothing mattered except the fire within her loins, and she was determined that he was going to drive that same fire from her, exorcising it through the orgasm that hovered between them like a shadow waiting to be freed.
"Goddamnit kill, me! Fuck me to death… fuck me wild!" she screamed, grabbing at his back, scratching it in the process but not caring, wanting nothing but to feel his cock explode inside her pussy.
Finally it happened.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh…" he groaned, feeling the rush of hot cum as it shot up through his shaft, making it suddenly expand, then shoot its load of hot, sticky jam deep into her pulsing cunt.
"Fuck!" she screamed, as suddenly her cunt seemed to dissolve, shattering into a thousand pieces as wave after wave of release shot through her body.
Again and again she came, feeling at the same time his juicy jam as it shot deep inside her, making her cunt even more sticky, slimy, warm.
She loved it.
Nothing was better than this.
Nothing in the world.
She realized that if she had her way, and her body could sustain it, she would do nothing but fuck all day every day for the rest of her life.
Finally, exhausted, she allowed his cock to slip from her pussy.
This was heaven.