Forming her full sensuous lips into an oval, Sally Sue yielded to the soft but insistent pressure. She felt her mouth stretching tight like an elastic band over the knob of Terry's warmly throbbing maleness and almost gagged. But inexorably his rampant cock was sliding into the saliva-filled cavern of her mouth, filling her beautiful face, ballooning her cheeks. It looked like the trunk of a tree as her soft warm mouth went down and down and down..
And it felt sinfully exciting, being subjugated, forced into something she had denied her husband. The sensation was like nothing she'd ever imagined… the warmth and the hardness of the slowly thrusting spear, and the contrasting softness of the bulbous cap. She shifted so she could explore the length of it with her tongue, and heard Terry sigh in pleasure as her hand, unbidden, moved to caress his heavy balls. She imagined she could feel the hot semen gurgling inside the swelling sac.
For the beautiful girl DJ, this was an entirely new sensual experience. She knew that by all moral standards it was wrong – being in bed with two teenagers, going wild when cunnilingus was performed on her, now almost ravenous at her first taste of a man's – boy's – penis, while the tiny blonde played with her breasts.
With a mixture of revulsion and eager anticipation, she realized how this would end.
Terry would cum in her mouth!
Sally Sue loathed the boy for what he was making her do, but at the same time wantonly looked forward to the gushing climax with lewd anticipation.
"Work your mouth up and down slow… suck him deep!" Virgie whispered in her ear.
Enslaved by her own carnal release, Sally Sue obeyed. Eagerly her soft lips rose and fell along the length of the lust swollen penis while her tongue twirled around the burgeoning head on every upstroke. Abruptly, without reason, she was overcome by a desire to consume all of it, and her head began to bob furiously. She heard the boy groaning as, quickly learning, she was able to gulp his cock avidly into the hot depths of her throat while her fingers rolled his cum-filled balls around.
Sally Sue could hear the wet slurping sounds of her ravening mouth as all sense of propriety and morality were lost. All she wanted now was this beautiful pulsating cock between her hungry lips.
The wanton divorcee had a conflict. She wanted desperately now to taste his young virile cum… but she wanted to keep him hard so she could suck him through the night.
"Ummmmm… ummmmm… oooooohh!" Sally Sue moaned in lewd desire, hearing the lewdly exciting sounds filling her bedroom, feeling Virgie caressing her trembling nakedness as Terry, now completely aroused and knowing his plan had worked perfectly, began to fuck hard into the hungrily sucking mouth that slid up and down the full length of his cock. Sally Sue was a wild woman! Damn, what a blow job, and her first time out! He watched the pink inner flesh of her lips drawn out by the intensity of her sucking, and she was squeezing his balls so hard he thought she'd crush them in her wanton passion as the saliva oozed from her cock filled mouth with every demanding bobbing of her head. Her nostrils were flaring as she tried to breathe and, from deep in her throat, where the rampant head of his fleshy rod was hammering past her tonsils with increasing speed, there came a steady "uuuuummmmmm…"
The precocious adolescent realized he'd gotten hold of more woman than he could handle. He tried to hold back and failed. The hot sperm exploded from his tantalized balls, surging up the thick length of his cock and began to spurt into her mouth.
Sally Sue felt it jet hotly into her eagerly sucking mouth, and her cheeks hollowed, clearly outlining his penis in her lust-contorted face as for the first time in her life she tasted cum. It was so hot and thick and sweet that she ravenously twisted her head from side to side, sucking with all her strength, not wanting to lose a tiny drop. She almost choked and it tingled like fine brandy in her throat as she gulped it down. It seemed to pool in her quaking belly like lava from an exploding volcano.
For a long time she lay with her face buried in Terry's loins.
His penis was growing soft in her mouth, although he was twitching and sighing with pleasure as the searching tip of her tongue laved his genitals clean.
In one part of Sally Sue's mind, she called herself every kind of depraved animal she could think of.
But in another compartment, she admitted that these two teenagers had led her to delights she had never imagined, and she knew her former strict morality was forever lost.
Now, what to do about it?
Answering that would take some time. In her still drugged state, Sally Sue was not at all sure of herself. She'd been led into this from the sheer – and healthy – need of a man after so many years of loneliness.
And in less than two weeks she had finally yielded to Stan Oakes, but her own hangups had prevented her from fully enjoying the union. Then, her outer reserves broken, she had turned on furiously when young Terry tongued her pussy and screwed her out of her mind. Again, her first lesbian experience with beautiful little Virgie, who seemed to need love as much as herself.
It had been… been beautiful… until they were caught by Terry, and to save them both she had been forced to fellate him.
And, Sally Sue Bennett thought, she had discovered herself to be an avid fellatrice.
Fellatrice?
No, she admitted to herself as she finally freed his now soft penis from her tightly clasping lips.
Cocksucker! That's what they call it… COCKSUCKER!"
What shocked the long-limbed beauty was not so much what she had done, but the carnal pleasure she'd taken from the experience with oral sex. Satiated, her sensually awakened body tingling, she still had no idea the entire thing had been expertly stage-managed. Drowsily Sally Sue snuggled between Terry and Virgie. She knew that, as the old cliche has it, she'd hate herself in the morning. She thought she must be half drunk or something, because her head felt funny. She could hear soft whispers between Terry and Virgie, and then they were sliding out of bed, leaving her alone.
"Don't leave me," Sally Sue murmured, reaching for them, but they slipped away.'
"Just going to raid your kitchen," Terry said. "You want a sandwich or something?"
"I just want both of you with me… please… stay."
"We won't go, darling," Virgie assured her, languidly kissing her on the mouth, spearing her sharp little tongue between Sally Sue's cum-slick lips. "We'll take care of you."
In the kitchen, the coral snake hissed at them, and the tiny owl chattered his beak and then flew from his perch on a towel rack, angry at the intrusion, and disappeared out a window. Terry closed the door, picked the little blonde up and kissed her thoroughly.
"By God, it worked!" he exulted. "Christ, she's OURS! I should give you a quick fuck just to celebrate!"
Chuckling, the pale haired teenager squeezed the front of his pants as she said, "The way she went down on you, that thing of yours won't be seen for a month. Sally Sue dug it!"
"Did she ever! I thought she was gonna bite it off!"
"She sure turns on," Virgie Green said as she found coffee and a percolator and cold cuts. "You got yours. Now I want mine while she's still in the mood… I want her tongue in my cunt."
"I'll put one there." The boy reached to massage her budding breasts. "Let's go in the front room."
"I need a girl tongue tonight… you're good, but you know?"
"Whatever fits. Think we can talk her into it? That would be something to watch," Terry replied, his hands stroking the naked cheeks of her slender but perfectly formed buttocks, as Virgie Green sensuously rubbed against him. "She could be getting straight any time now."
"I've got some stuff from the old man's drugstore," Virgie told him confidently. "Two drops in a cup of coffee, and Sally Sue would be hot to make it with the Marquis de Sade"
"Beautiful!" Terry said as the water began to boil, adding, "You know what – I'd like to screw Sally Sue in the ass!"
From her purse which she'd left on the kitchen table, Virgie took a vial of colorless fluid and squeezed two drops into a coffee cup, which she set aside. It was the one drowsy Sally Sue would be talked into drinking. She said, "Do your thing right with me, and I'll let you have some of this stuff. I promise Sally Sue will be screaming for you any way you want."
"How nice to you do I have to be?" the boy asked, grinning.
"Just keep your tongue wet," she said with an evil grin.
Chuckling, they drank their coffee and munched on cold cuts and crackers before Virgie carried the doped coffee to the bedroom, where Sally Sue was still drowsily awake, thinking of. what she had become. She was afraid of going to sleep, because that would bring on a nightmare, she was certain. So she was happy to see the two youngsters arrive with a steaming cup of coffee. She told herself she must have a serious talk with them, make them understand such a thing could never happen again. No matter how much she herself might want it.
Sally Sue never quite knew how it happened. She thought the hot black coffee would straighten her head, but it only seemed to make things worse. The desire was rising in her again, and she found herself shamelessly clutching at the boy's limp, unresponding penis, but there was no response. Fervently she bent down to take it into her mouth, used all her new found skills to arouse him, and still despite the sucking of her eager lips and the deft manipulation of her fluttering tongue, nothing happened.
"Too soon, Sally Sue," he said finally. "Why don't you do Virgie?"
"What?" the befuddled raven haired divorcee mumbled, her drugged mind not comprehending his suggestion.
"Love me the way I loved you," Virgie whispered wickedly and drew Sally Sue's wet lips to the rising bud of her nipple. "It's nice… really nice… try it."
Deep within Sally Sue a small voice said 'DON'T' but she was only aware of the delicate hands stroking her naked body and the warmth of the teenager's breast pressed to her eager lips. She didn't want to do anything like this, but the sweet scent of girl flesh filled her flaring nostrils. It was an aphrodisiac.
As had happened with Terry, she felt herself being guided by the deft young fingers while some instinct led her to lick and kiss the pale flesh of the honey-haired young girl. Her tongue flicked out, wetting the flat little belly, and Sally Sue found herself instinctively sliding down between the slender, wide splayed legs as little Virgie drew her knees up and offered the softly furred plane of her genitals. The fingers of her left hand slowly parted the pulsing pink lips of her teenage cunt, and Sally Sue's nostrils went wide as she caught the first scent of ready young girlhood.
She could see the pale coral flesh glistening with juices and the tiny bud of Virgie's clitoris. Her little pussy was so beautifully framed with curls the color of ripe wheat. For a long moment she stared at the pulsing vaginal lips, and then it took only the slightest pressure from Terry's hand on her head before with an agonized moan of hunger, she dropped her salivating mouth to the wide-splayed 'vee' of the teenage girl's little pussy.
"Aaaagggg…" Virgie sighed as her thighs closed around Sally Sue's beautiful face. "Oooohhh… darling… your mouth is so hot!"
Sally Sue was momentarily swept with a shame she couldn't overcome. Doing this obscene forbidden thing with a girl was even worse than what she had done with her virgin mouth to Terry. But she couldn't stop as her carnal urges took complete hold of her mind and sensibilities.
With her first taste of Virgie's succulent young pussy, Sally Sue understood why the teenage blonde was what she had become. And she found herself knowing just what to do instinctively. Her wildly flickering tongue slid from side to side up the ragged flanges of the girl's cunt as Virgie ground it up to her eagerly sucking mouth. And then she heard Virgie almost scream with pleasure when it came in contact with her erect tiny clitoris for the first time.
Sally Sue licked furiously, her long tongue slashing up and down, even twirling sensuously around the tiny rose of Virgie's puckering anus. Fiercely she cupped the squirming soft buttocks in her hands and pulled the seething mound of Venus tight against her mouth as her tongue found the depths of Virgie's wetly clasping cuntal passage and explored. She could feel the deep internal muscles sucking at her tongue just as she had only a short time before sucked Terry's hard young cock so voraciously.
Clamped tight to her wildly bobbing head, Sally Sue felt the sweat-sleek thighs of the young girl. She found herself pulling the clamping legs wider and burying her face in the sweetness of the teenage cunt as Virgie surged up to meet her probing, ravenous mouth.
"Aaaajjjjj.. " Sally Sue moaned in ecstasy as an uncontrollable thrashing shook the youngster and then there was a great gush of sweetness, like syrup, flowing into her ravening mouth and she was urgently licking and sucking every bit of it. "Oooohhh!!!!"
Sally Sue had completely forgotten Terry was in the bed with them, until suddenly she felt his fingers slide deep into her cunt. Instantly it triggered her own wanton orgasm as she licked the delicious young pussy even more furiously. She didn't slow her oral loving for an instant even when the finger moved from her pulsing cunt, up the nakedly spread cheeks of her ass and relentlessly burrowed into the tight little ring of her rectum. She was so wild with desire that she found herself grinding back against it until it was sunk to the hilt in her warm, wet back passage, twisting, stretching her. She was aware that the reaming digit hurt, but she didn't care. It was making the sensations she felt from her wetly sucking lips and probing tongue all that more exquisite.
Finally it was the satiated Virgie who cried out and begged her to stop. Sally Sue's sensuous mouth and exploring tongue were exhausted, and as Terry's finger slid from her wildly puckering anus with a lewd popping sound, the older woman collapsed between the young girl's wide-splayed legs, her brain a blur.
She had never dreamed sex could be like this…
Exhausted, Sally Sue quickly fell asleep, without realizing that the two teens were quietly dressing and departing.
The barking of the big dog wanting his breakfast awoke Sally Sue Bennett in the morning. For a time she lay in bed, her thinking disorganized. She knew something had happened during the night. There was a tingling in her loins, and for some reason her lips were swollen and there was a sticky sweetness in her mouth. It took some time to recall. She knew she hadn't been drunk. She had no headache, no hangover, but it was all fuzzy. She breathed deeply and the unmistakable scent of sex filled her nostrils.
It came back slowly to her, like the memory of a nightmare.
It couldn't have happened!
Yet there were expended flash bulbs on the floor to confirm her kaleidoscopic recollections..
She recalled innocent-looking Virgie arriving. And then having a cigarette with her… and then somehow they were in bed and Virgie was between her legs and a tongue wetly delving into her pussy. She associated a wild carnal pleasure with this.
And then bright lights flashing – the camera – oh God, Terry!
The two teenagers both in bed with her. Virgie whispering in her ear… and then her mouth filled with the boy's penis and finally the sweet gushing of his delicious young cum.
And then she doing to Virgie what Virgie had done to her!
It had to be the nightmare of the century. Sally Sue wanted to scream. What in God's name had ever come over her!
She prayed it was all a hallucination brought on by the medication she was taking for her infected wrist. But the discarded flashbulbs told her it had been real. In a daze, the shocked divorcee stumbled into the bathroom and quickly showered, hoping to wake up. Then she busied herself with feeding her animals and finally sat down to a cup of coffee. As she sipped it and the caffeine surged into her bloodstream, the details came back in shocking brilliance. With the drug dissipated, she began to remember it all, her subjugation and debasement by the teenagers she had thought were innocent.
What terrified her most of all was her memory of how she had become such an eager participant, overwhelmingly fulfilled in ways which she had never dreamed of!
God help me! the distressed woman sobbed as suddenly she realized this was not something from which she could run.
Her deeply buried carnality had been brought to the surface after all these years. If she quit her job and went to another place, even a big city, the same thing would happen again only with a different supporting cast.
Well, in a place like San Francisco, far out sex was the accepted thing.
But not with teenage boys and girls, and Sally Sue was sure, that no matter how good her intentions, they were the ones she would gravitate to.
A psychiatrist? No! She knew that therapy, even if successful, would take a longtime, and the temptations during that time would be too great.
She put her hands to her face and cried.
The persistent ringing of the door chimes pulled her out of her weeping fit. Belting her robe around her lithe body and dabbing at her eyes, Sally Sue went nervously to answer it. She wasn't expecting anyone. It might even be the police come to arrest her. But it was a grinning Stan Oakes attired in the latest sports shirt, slacks and boots right out of the pages of Playboy. His red Ferrari was parked in the drive. For a moment she stared at him dumbly as his eyes swept wantingly over her figure.
"Hi," the tall, sandy haired young man said. "Your phone isn't working – some clown clobbered a pole down the road so I came to give you a lift."
"A lift?" Sally Sue said, confused.
"To the croaker… the doctor. Your wheels are out of action, remember?.And you've got an appointment in a couple of hours."
"Oh… yes… thanks, Stan," Sally Sue mumbled, now recalling. "You didn't have to come by. I could have taken a cab."
"I wasn't going to miss a chance to see you again," he said, smiling boyishly even as he looked down into the soft valley of her half exposed breasts. He thought of how good she had been in bed, and how he had failed to bring her to orgasm, and the one thing he had to do was prove that he could. "You feeling better?"
"I never felt bad," Sally Sue said, brightening because just talking to Stan took her mind off the nightmare of sex. "It was just a little fever… I was dizzy for awhile."
"You wait and see the doctor's report. The medico says you don't work for a week.".
"Then he's an idiot!" Sally Sue shot back. "I feel fine!"
"Maybe – but listen to yourself." Stan pushed a button on the portable tape recorder slung over his shoulder. "Sounds like somebody tied knots in your tongue."
Sally Sue listened, and realized Stan was right. Her usually bell clear voice was blurred and fuzzy, the consonants indistinct. The medication she'd been given had messed up her voice. She couldn't go on the air until it was spent from her. body. Abjectly she said, "What happens to the Sally Sue Show until then?"
"The Sally Sue Show is alive and healthy," Stan told her. "A little editing of tapes and switching commercials around was all it took. You never heard of reruns?"
"You're beautiful!" she said in honest exuberant gratitude. "Have some coffee while I get dressed."
The distressed girl Di was suddenly in good spirits. The unexpected visit from Stan had almost, but not quite, wiped the memory of the night from her mind. And the visit to the clinic was also encouraging. The doctor examined her carefully and pronounced her fit, not in need of more medication as he replaced the dressing on the wound the hawk had left. But he seemed mildly disturbed after a close look into her eyes.
"Miss Bennett… by any chance have you taken any drugs other than those we gave you?" he asked.
"Why no," Sally Sue said, believing she was telling the truth. "Not even aspirin. Why?"
"Your eyes are dilated. Well, that could be a side effect of what you were given. If you feel a headache coming on, I suggest you wear sun glasses for a couple of days."
The long legged young woman thanked him and left, suddenly realizing her eyes did burn. Stan stopped at the drugstore long enough for her to buy shades and then took her home.
"You must be feeling housebound," he said. "How about dinner tonight?"
"Well.. " Sally Sue didn't really want to go out. But even less did she want to stay home with her morbid thoughts. And if Stan made love to her, it might wipe out some of. the fragmented memories of the sordid sex with Virgie and Terry. "All right. I'd love to! Eightish?"
"Delicious," he said with a grin as he dropped the fast sports car into low gear and roared away.