Carol wasn't hungry. She fed Sultan and made herself another drink, her third … or was it her fourth? It hardly mattered, she decided, the liquor's effects causing a warm, buoyant feeling to glow inside her, a pleasurable diversion she had almost forgotten existed. It had been a very eventful day, she thought, reviewing individually once more all the things that had happened, as she sipped her gin and tonic. For a change, there'd been a few happy things! She smiled down at the big German shepherd resting at her feet, a stimulated little tingle rippling in her belly when she remembered the lewd hour they'd spent together. Then, Mark Cannon came excitedly to mind, adding to those provocative stirrings …
Suddenly the door buzzer sounded. For a moment, Carol hesitated as Sultan's throaty growl gave warning, mental reflections of Ed White racing through her mind. Again the buzzer sounded, and with a staccato urgency this time that she couldn't ignore. Carol set down her drink and answered it with her dog close beside her.
It was Peg White and she was crying, her face flushed and crumbled, one cheek noticably redder than the other. Clutched against her breast she held a purse, and a sob choked from her throat as she charged into the room!
«Close the door and lock it, please, Carol! Hurry, before he knows where I've gone!» Peggy White gasped in a terrified voice … locking the door herself when the blonde girl didn't react quick enough. «If he finds me, he'll kill me! I-I just know it! I've never seen him so raving drunk!»
Without asking, Carol knew that the almost hysterical girl was referring to her husband. «Wh-Where is he now?» she quickly questioned hoping to God he hadn't seen his wife come in there.
«I-In the apartment, still looking for this, I suppose!» Peggy whispered in a shaking voice holding up her purse. «I-I keep the rent money in here for the bank deposit. It's not ours, you know … we have no right to use it, but that makes damned little difference to Ed! It's money … and that's all he cares! Money to throw around in bars … and to buy those slutty teenage bitches …!»
Trembling, the distraught wife began to cry again and Carol tried to comfort her, putting an arm around Peg's shoulder and walking her toward the couch. «Here, dear, you sit down and let me get you something to steady you. You're safe here …»
«As … as long as … he doesn't know where I am …!» Peggy sobbed.
«Don't worry. He can't get beyond that door, not with Sultan here!» Carol assured her. «Now you sit right there while I get you a drink, Honey. Then, we'll see what to do about this!»
The ugly brute had obviously slapped her, Carol thought, trembling herself as she poured straight whiskey into a small glass. The red welts from his big fingers were still embossed on the poor girl's cheek.
«Here, drink this, hon,» Carol said, dropping down beside Peg to gently place a hand on the shivering brunette's shoulder as she handed her the glass. «Just sip at it … would you like some water …?»
«No … no thanks, Carol. T-This is fine … and I'm so grateful. I-I didn't know where to run to. He was like … like a maniac when he couldn't find my purse … but I'd expected this and … and hid it in a different place!»
Carol didn't know what to say. She didn't want to be nosy, or get involved in the Whites' domestic problems, but … «What're you going to do, Peggy? Will he get over it …?»
«Oh yes … by tomorrow probably,» the still shuddering wife replied, sighing raggedly as if to shake the fearful quaking possessing her. «He always does. He'll be too hungover to carry on by then.»
«But what about tonight? You just can't go back there and take a chance on him beating you?» Carol said. «He's probably furious by now!»
Again Peggy sighed, laying her head back onto the edge of the couch, a little smile sardonically twisting her pretty mouth. «That … is putting it mildly, darling! Ten years of experience with him tells me that he's in a murderous rage by this time, vowing to tear me limb from limb!»
«My God! Why do you put up with it, Peg?» Carol gasped in disbelief. «I'd call the police … have him arrested … anything!»
«I know … l know, honey,» Peggy said, lifting her head and drinking from the glass. «It sounds like the only answer, doesn't it, but it isn't. Believe me, it isn't! Any woman who has ever had a drunken, wife-beating man would quickly tell you the same. So, they're arrested, fined, and released … and what do you suppose happens to the poor girl then? That's right, his vengeance is even worse.»
«Then, for God's sake, divorce him!» Carol exclaimed, reaching a point of exasperation.
«Divorce him …? Oh … I couldn't do that, honey!» Peggy replied, shaking her head. «You see, he really needs me … and I love him!»
Carol stared at her, speechless. Well, so much for ridiculousness, she thought, draining her glass. What more was there to say? The anguished wife had pathetically said it all in six words which had struck a familiar chord in the divorced girl's memory … he needs me … I love him! Incredibly enough, Carol thought, I understand just how she feels!
«Here, let me get us another drink,» she said, taking Peggy's empty glass and walking into the little kitchenette. Then, in a low voice that couldn't be overheard through the thin walls, she said, «You better stay here with me tonight, Peg. As you say, he'll be over it by tomorrow, or at least too sick to give you any further nonsense.»
«Thanks, Carol, but … but I don't want to put you to any trouble. If I can stay just a little while longer, maybe he'll have fallen asleep …»
«Don't be silly,» Carol said, returning to hand her a second bracing measure of straight bourbon, then lowering herself into the chair across from her neighbor. «You know it's no trouble. The bed is big enough for both of us, and I've got an extra toothbrush and nightie. Besides, I wouldn't sleep all night worrying about you, and here we both can rest comfortably with Sultan protecting us …»
Peggy White breathed out heavily once more, her radiant smile showing itself for the first time since she'd frantically entered the apartment. She set her purse on the couch beside her and said, «I'm not going to refuse again, darling. God knows, I'll be safer in here with you tonight, and especially with Sultan, as you say, to protect us …»
The big German shepherd heard his name spoken a second time and raised his head to survey the two females. He studied them both for a long moment, noting that his mistress' face and eyes had taken on an unfamiliar laxness, while hers of the midnight hair were quickly beginning to appear the same. He listened to the soft sounds of their voices, then changed his position so that he could rest his head on the floor and watch them. The confusion which had tensed him at first was no longer in the room, the quiet sounds of their voices beginning to gently lull him toward sleep …
How or why Peggy had started talking about that side of her personal life, Carol wasn't sure, but she quickly found herself more than a little intrigued, as well as pitying the obviously passionate girl across from her. She listened intently to Peggy's intimate unburdening, as if she just had to confide the awful truth in someone.
«I-I have to be loved, Carol … physically … sexually loved,» Peggy whispered, her dark eyes reflecting her excitement in the mere talking about it. «And … and this is another form of Ed's brutality. Knowing how much and often I need it … he denies me … or at the very least, makes me beg him … sometimes on my knees … and I have to say it the dirtiest way possible … like … please fuck me, darling? Or, please shove your big cock up my hot cunt … or, let me suck it until it cums in my mouth?»
«H-Has he always been this way?» Carol heard her own raspy whisper, the curvaceous brunette's candid revelations easily rekindling the tingles in her belly that the young divorcee had been experiencing before her buzzer had interrupted. She couldn't resist persuing the rousing subject, and a much more relaxed Peggy White, under the soothing influence of the bourbon, seemed just as eager to discuss it.
«Oh God, honey, he was wonderful … for the first eight years of our marriage! I couldn't have asked for more in bed! He not only has a big one … you know, long and thick and hard, but … but he knows how to use it to bring out the most in a girl! God … honest, he makes me cum like … like an earthquake! Not just once, but five, six, seven times …! At least, he did … before we came here. In San Diego it was beautiful, Carol. We were so happy together. He had a good job with an electronics firm … always came home after work … and we owned a nice house … Then, he met some people from below the border, you know, Mexico, some dark looking men who came to the house several times. The next thing I knew, we were selling everything to come here! I wasn't asked; I was told! Overnight, he was a changed man. That … that was two years ago … and here we are, right up until tonight!»
Carol swallowed tightly, Peggy's uninhibited description of her sex life like a bellows fanning the smoldering embers in her own belly and loins. She thought of Jonny and his lovemaking, but the memory of him was quickly brushed aside by the fresher memory of her interlude with Sultan, and even the more mysterious wonder of Mark Cannon. «The … the teenagers you spoke of, Peg … you mean those young girls who are all over the neighborhood?»
«I mean those little two-bit bitches, sluts … cunts is what they are, honey!» the shapely, dark-haired wife vehemently exclaimed. «They'll do anything to get enough dough for their pot, or a fix! Only … only two days ago, I took Sultan with me shopping. We came home in a taxi because I had so much to carry. Ed wasn't expecting me, and I found him on our bed with one of them! She couldn't have been more than sixteen, both of them naked and going at it sixty-nine, you know, sucking each other!»
«My God!» Carol gasped, the other's lucid description and four-letter words spiraling through her in a wave of sensuous heat. «Wh-What did you do?»
«Ranted and raved, of course, ordering the little tight-titted pig out of there! But she could hardly have cared less!» Peg said bitterly. «She was kind of cute in the face … all over, in fact, with almost boyish hips, but full, white buttocks … long, dark, straight hair, you know, streaming down her back, and the same curly wispy-like hair on her pussy! Damn, I could hardly blame Ed … and you know what she said to me?»
«Wh-What?» Carol asked breathlessly.
» 'Come on, Mama,' she taunted me in a little-girlish voice. 'Get naked and let me lick your cunt!'»
Carol couldn't speak; her throat was too dry, as if it had suddenly been swabbed with a ball of cotton. She drained her glass, welcoming the wet relief. «And … and what did you say?» she almost blurted.
«Well, for a moment, I just stood there staring at the enticing little bitch while Ed laughed! 'Come on, babe,' he said, trying to goad me into it. 'We'll have a real party! If Dottie can eat pussy the way she sucks cock it'll be a blast-off for you!' And you know, honey, I almost did … I mean, it wasn't going to be the first time for me! A girlfriend and I when we were in high school used to sleep together often, and licking pussy wasn't new, or disgusting. I was getting hotter by the second, but the fact that Ed brought her right into our apartment and bed was too much! I just began to cry … and the next thing I knew, she was gone …!
«Good Lord … what an experience!» Carol breathed, sensing the moisture seeping warmly from between her swollen vaginal lips and down against the thin sheer nylon of her panty crotch-band. She squirmed down into the cheap chair cushion, welcoming its pressured hardness against the wetly tingling softness of her roused loins. She raised her glass to her lips only to remember it was empty. «Sh-Shall we have another … and take it to bed with us, Peg?»
The vibrant brunette, once more herself, looked with an eyebrow-raised smile at her empty glass. «If you say so, darling. I haven't felt this good in months.»
Carol laughed, a thousand things racing through her incited mind. She jumped up, took their glasses and tripped into the kitchen area. Peggy was still talking in that low, seductive voice of hers, but Carol wasn't paying much attention as she poured their drinks. Her thoughts were too filled with the sensual provocation of her sexy neighbor's lust-inciting admissions! She too had once known a girl like that … Barbara Carter, from her old neighborhood … but she'd never let her do it, and then Barbara had moved away!
Carol sliced lemon for her own drink as she pictured the way that girl Dottie must have looked naked with Ed White … her small, rounded breasts, the swelling, teenage hips, the dark curls spreading out enticingly between her thighs … damn, the mere thought was like some sort of aphrodisiac … and that she didn't need! What was wrong with her tonight, anyway? Too much to drink, probably.
«Y-You can use the shower first,» Carol said, handing Peggy her drink. «Come on, I'll give you a nightie.»
The older girl clasped the hand Carol held out, holding it with an extra gentle pressure that didn't escape the young blonde's notice. «I don't wear anything … if you don't mind,» Peggy breathed warmly at her. «Carol … are … are you sure you want me to stay?»
«Don't be ridiculous! Of course I do! And … and I prefer to sleep in the raw too!» the young divorcee almost gasped out. «Now … hustle into the bathroom! I'll follow when you're through …!»
Sultan watched them, on his feet now and following closely as they walked toward the bedroom. He saw them separate, the midnight haired one leaving the room while his mistress began to shed her covering. He sat down to look closely, the sight intriguing him. She would be all curved and white when she finished … like her friend who had trained him well … but, no, she was putting something over her, hiding the beauty he enjoyed looking at. Then she picked up the glass and drank from it. Her eyes were not normal. Her pretty mouth was pulled to one side. He whimpered …
«What's wrong, baby?» Carol said, moving forward unsteadily to reach down and pet her darling's great head. God, she was drunk! She was! And deliciously so! Oh darling, don't hate your Carol, but … but she just can't help herself! It's going to happen! I know it is! And … and I want it to! It's really going to happen …!
Peggy wore her bath towel around her, its upper ridge clinging and hiding no more than the tips of her full, thrusting breasts and dropping to her rounded, white mid-thighs. «Your turn, darling,» she said, her liquor glazed eyes flashing about the room as she moved into it, every place but on Carol!
«I'll only be a minute,» Carol said. «Make yourself at home, Peg … hop in, or whatever. There're some magazines there under the night stand …»
In the bathroom, Carol removed her robe and stepped in under the shower, wondering if she was losing her mind, or was there about to be another sensational milestone to wind up this day? Never in her whole life had she entertained more lustful thoughts or feelings than those possessing her at that very moment! Was she right about Peg? God, she was an admittedly passionate girl … but did she really want to do it with a girl? How would she, herself, react when and if it came right down to the very moment …? Oh … she was so damned drunk she couldn't even think straight … and hot … like the teenage bitches … cunts … Peggy had told her about!
Carol stared drunkenly at her own naked curves in the mirror as she quickly dried off, her usual hedonistic sensations more pronounced than ever. Yes … it was going to happen! She just knew it was … Peggy White was out there waiting for her …!
She wore her robe back into the bedroom where Peggy lay already in bed, her bikini-striped nakedness modestly covered by the sheet drawn up almost to her chin. Carol saw her dark eyes sparkling as she watched the robe fall away. Somewhat embarrassed, Carol quickly slid into the bed beside her neighbor, not a word yet exchanging between the two women. Her cheeks felt warm with the little rush of blood excitedly coloring them at her own momentarily exposed nakedness before Peggy, and as she drew up the sheet, Carol sensed the warmth of the older brunette's soft arm beneath her as she lay back on the pillow!
Wild impulses spread like firebrands through Carol's desire-infused young body as she felt the arm gently drawing her into a cuddling closeness, Peggy easing over toward her, Carol's face on a level with the lush white mounds of the older girl's voluptuous breasts! Then Peggy's other hand began to caress the crown of her head, almost lovingly stroking her hair as she pressed Carol's unresisting face into the sweet-smelling resilience of her warm, full breasts, their little hardened nipples like ripened cherries ready to burst!
«Y-You have beautiful hair, darling … like golden cornsilk,» Peggy whispered, the heat of her breath like a torrid cloud floating down over Carol's brazenly nuzzling face. «Yes … you're such a gorgeous beauty, baby … and Peggy's going to love you to pieces!»
Carol felt her own arm moving as if of its own volition, her hand creeping over the soft, smooth flesh of Peggy's slender waist and around to clasp at the warm hollow of her back. Excitedly, she embraced the older girl, prepared to give herself fully to this unknown intoxication. She trailed her eager fingers over the warm vibrant flesh of Peggy's satin-smooth skin, returning to trace the path of her rib cage upward, until she brushed over the softly yielding ripeness of Peggy's milk-white breasts against her face.
Carol heard her friend gasp at the sensitive contact, and she raised her face, their eyes meeting to search into each other. She stretched out her long legs then, pressing her naked body tighter against the soft contours that molded so well to hers. Her hand spread in a gentle cupping caress over Peggy's firm, full breast, her own chest heavily rising and falling beneath as she pressed against the brunette's softly undulating belly.
«Oh … you luscious creature!» Peggy hissed hotly, breaking their embrace. «Move up here onto the pillow and lie on your back!»
Carol did as she was told, closing her eyes in feverish anticipation. She felt Peggy's soft hand move to the swelling mound of one breast and tenderly grasp it, sending a thrill of delight quaking over her waiting flesh. The sheet was brushed away, and both of them lay nakedly exposed, while Peggy's knowing fingers danced like feather tips over Carol's tingling body. They caught at first one tiny nipple, then the other, rolling and squeezing them with skilled delicacy, and the young blonde's sensuously aroused flesh began responding to Peggy's blissful erotic caresses,
Suddenly, Carol felt her passionate neighbor slipping downward in the bed. She popped her eyes open, raising her head to watch in excited anticipation as the older girl's voluptuous white curves slithered warmly downward on top of her, easing Carol's own legs and thighs insistently apart with the wedging pressure of her supple, shapely body. With her hands, Peggy spread the rounded fullness of Carol's trembling thighs even wider open until her blonde curl-sprinkled loins and pouting vaginal lips were completely exposed to the sparkling dark eyes gleaming hungrily down from only inches above. And then Peggy dropped her head, nestling her face into the soft, intimate hollow between the panting divorcee's widespread legs.
Immediately, the entranced Carol was swept up in a maze of erotic sensations which rippled through her smoldering loins and tremulous belly as she felt sizzling kisses along the heated flesh of her inner thighs, felt the warm puffs of breath, and the wet, searing contact of Peggy's tongue! Carol's breathing caught in her throat as Peggy traced the sensitive inner softness of her cuntal slit again and again, licking in long lurid strokes from the bottom to the top … causing Carol to reflexively raise her naked loins to each maddening stroke of the magic, up-licking tongue!
Carol felt her tiny clitoris quivering erect and knew that it was peering out from its hooded canopy, swelling with the first stab of intensive sensation as the other girl's tongue grazed wetly over it. She expelled her breath with a ragged, hissing sound, slowly tossing her head when the lust-driven oral invader eased hotly in between the desire-flushed lips of her cunt, worming upward through the already wildly inflamed crevice toward the straining little bud of her clitoris.
The blonde girl's throat began to hum with unintelligible gurglings. She held her breath, then exploded it sharply at the electrifying contact of the obscenely exploring female tongue with her tiny erotic nerve center! And then came new delights as she felt Peggy's hands creep upward over the tensing muscles of her quivering belly, smoothing higher and higher to fondle and knead the nipple-hardened fullness of Carol's firm white breasts, while her open mouth became ravenous below! Hot and wet, with lush lips glued to the hair-fringed flesh of her seething pussy, Carol felt the stabbing wet heat of Peggy's lashing tongue laving and whipping her swollen pleasure-bud! Greedily the older girl began to possess the burning, fluid cunt beneath her, spearing and licking everywhere until it seemed to Carol's whirling brain that her lust-inflamed pussy had been invaded by an entire legion of squirming, raging tongues! But no, it was just a single tongue racing up the hotly throbbing channel of her clutching vagina, worming into the tiny slit of her urethra, returned to worry her aching clitoris with maddening precision, and then driving hard up into her sizzling cuntal passage again … over and over until she was gasping and writhing in mindless ecstasy!
Ripples of lustful enchantment convulsed the naked flesh of the blonde divorcee's lewdly positioned body. Knowing hands taunted the heaving mounds of her palpitating breasts and tweaked their bursting nipples, while licking little flames of sensual fire tongued at the hot, fluid sanctuary of her offered cunt. Obscene wet sucking sounds filled the small bedroom and blended with Carol's desperate moans as she uncontrollably drew back her legs, thrusting her loins salaciously upward to bring the wild pleasure-giving tongue tighter into the hungering core of her naked flesh!
From his erect stance on the floor beside the bed, Sultan watched the pair of white-bodied female humans, confused by their odd positions, but not by the potent tangy scent strongly filling his keen nostrils. He well knew its meaningful aroma after long days spent in Peggy White's care, and his own animal loins responded heavily to its savory excitement. His ears twitched at the whimpering sounds coming from the bed, and a whine of want escaped his powerful throat. He moved closer, then hesitated, knowing he was denied the right of the bed … but he had violated that right already once today and been accepted …
«Ooohhh … ooohhh Goddd, Peg … Peggyyy … it's too much!» Carol wailed in a thin high voice, reaching down to clutch at the short dark hair of her neighbor's buried head. «Uuuhhh … it's so beautiful, darling! I-I never realized …!» she gasped, knowing that her statement hardly made sense, but it did to her. She would never have dreamed that the lovemaking of another girl could so entrance her … no, so completely overwhelm her with its forbidden ecstasy … that was what she wanted to say! But she couldn't say anything sensible, and it was no longer the liquor she'd drunk …!
And then two things happened simultaneously! Sultan jumped up onto the bed, and Peggy's delicious tongue and mouth broke contact with the intensively fired cuntal opening between Carol's lewdly upraised legs! Carol gaped down at Peggy's lifted, glistening face almost pleadingly, and was ready to reprimand Sultan when the other girl said, «Has he ever done it to you, baby?»
The desire-crazed blonde stared at her in momentary confusion. «Who …?» she finally asked.
«Sultan!» Peggy hissed, her dark eyes becoming even more so. «No … no, he hasn't, has he? I ought to know that … because I had to teach him!»
Carol continued to gape down at the stunning brunette lying nakedly between her own widespread legs which she had slowly lowered to the bed. She tried to corral her thoughts through the liquor and lust infused emotions still controlling her obscenely sprawled young body. It registered then! She had been right before! Peg had used Sultan … had «trained» him …!
«You're in for one of the rarest treats of all, baby!» the once distraught wife who had burst into her apartment earlier, now whispered hotly. «He's beautiful! And he's your own sweet darling, Carol! Anytime you want him … but you can thank Peggy for that! I-I hope you're not angry …» she went on, raising up to her knees, her cherry-nippled breasts swaying tantalizingly over Carol's face, and then she was turning to pet the panting German shepherd who stood beside her on the bed.
Carol stared at the both of them, the feeling that they were closer to each other than she had ever been with her own handsome dog sparking a certain bitterness. But she could hardly concentrate on that, not with the passion Peggy's sensuous oral lovemaking had set off inside her! God, it couldn't end here … like this … she had to cum … and Peg, being the passionate girl that she was, must have to know the same release.
«Are you ready for the thrill of your life, Carol baby?» Peggy lustfully whispered to her.
«Wh-What …?»
«Get up on your knees! Go ahead, turn over and get up on your knees!» Peggy ordered. «That's right … but spread your legs wider … wider, darling … God, you're beautiful that way! I could eat your pussy right up to your tits!» the dark-haired girl exclaimed as Carol climbed into the ordered position.
There was a tightness in Carol's erotically quivering belly as she lowered her face to the pillow, the vulnerability of her exposed and up-thrust loins behind giving her an obscene, naked feeling she had never known. She tingled inside from Peggy's lust-firing words, wishing that her friend would hungrily move in and really eat her pussy all the way up to her tits! Her tits … oh, God, they actually throbbed in the lustful desire permeating her! And her cunt … it was afire! What was this thrill of her life? How could her dog be the cause of it? What was going to happen next …?