The tapping on the door came about fifteen minutes after Caldwell had passed out. Kimberly had put her uniform back on and was sitting in a chair waiting.
She got up and walked across the room, smiling when she heard her damp pussy squishing with every step. She opened the door and silently let in Kitty, Jennifer and Gilda.
When they were at Caldwell's bedside, Kimberly asked, "Did you have any trouble getting past the nurses' station?"
"No sweat," Kitty said, and then laughed. "The nurse on duty there was… urn… busy. Very busy."
"How do you mean?" Kimberly said.
"Well, we thought she was reading a book," Gilda said, "until we passed by the station and looked inside."
"What was she doing?"
"Fingering her cunt," Jennifer laughed. "She couldn't have done anything about us even if she had seen us – she had three fingers all the way up her cunt."
Gilda giggled and then looked at Caldwell snoring lightly on his back. "Is that our millionaire?" she said, turning serious.
"You better believe it," Kimberly said.
"How've you been doing so far?" Gilda asked.
"Pretty good," Kimberly said. "I've gotten him to come twice, and moved his pulse up so fast that his eyes were rolling around like a slot machine."
"You think he's ready for us?" Gilda asked as she began removing her clothing, unbuttoning her jeans and revealing the tangle of her bush as she pulled the zipper down.
Before Kimberly could answer, Kitty said exuberantly, "Ready or not, here we come!" She undid her wrap-around skirt and let it fall to the floor, flaunting her pussy defiantly, while Jennifer removed her clothing and stood naked, her inner thighs pulsing in anticipation, her breasts hanging fully.
Kimberly realized that she had done her part and now it was time for her to back off and watch. Fortunately, she remembered she was wearing her crotchless pantyhose and could easily get herself off as much as she wanted to. Already the idea of what was about to take place was sending moist spasms pulsing through her pussy.
Surprisingly, the normally reserved Gilda was the first one to climb onto Caldwell's bed. Her white, freckled body wound around the sleeping Caldwell, her face and hands situated near his crotch. Like a lithe cat she began to feel his flaccid prick, playing with it as though it were a toy. Her alabaster tits dangled over his loins, and then fell lower to touch his cock. Holding her tits in her hands, she caught the shaft of Caldwell's prick between them and began rubbing it slowly between their soft flesh.
His pelvis twitched and his dick started to harden against the sensual rubbing of Gilda's pillowy breasts. As his cock became stiffer, Gilda met its head when it emerged from between her tits and licked it for an instant before pulling it back between her breasts. As she rubbed his hardening prick between her throbbing tits, Gilda could feel Caldwell's fingers intertwine themselves in the strands of her puss hair, groping feverishly for the moist gash of her cunt. When he found her pussy lips, she moved her legs apart. His fingers slid between her moist labia and begin finger-fucking her.
Now Jennifer crawled up on the bed joining Gilda. She got on her hands and knees and moved over Caldwell's head, allowing her exquisite dancer's body to settle down lightly over his sleeping face. Cupping her hand under his head, she raised it until there was a moist meeting of her cunt and his face.
Already feeling a warm contraction between her legs, Jennifer quickly positioned herself for maximum sensual impact, making sure that the drooling lips of her pussy met the lips of Caldwell's mouth. When she could feel his cool lips involuntarily caressing the folds of her pussy, she began a slow fucking movement that enhanced the sensation between her legs.
Suddenly Caldwell was conscious. His eyes opened, and, looking into crimson slash of Jennifer's shaved curd, he muttered, "What's happening?"
"You're being fucked to death," Jennifer replied as she ground her hips for emphasis.
"Oh, God, I love it," he said, and suddenly filled the room with slurping noises as he began to vigorously eat Jennifer's hairless cunt, his prick springing to full length between the delicious friction of Gilda's tits, his cockhead swelling into an angry red bulb under the incessant licking of her wet tongue.
Kitty was ready to jump into the fray, but before she did she had to strap on her equipment. From her purse she extracted a specially-designed dildo and strapped it around her waist. Cast in the shape of an enormous prick, at the base of the shaft the instrument had a switch which activated a circular motion of the jutting head.
The mail-order catalogue called it The Reamer, and Kitty couldn't wait to use it as she got on the bed. She parted Caldwell's legs as Gilda continued to stimulate his prick with her tongue and tits, and began preparing his asshole for the eventual thrust of the weapon strapped to her waist.
Kitty spit copiously into the palm of one hand, then massaged the warm saliva into Caldwell's anus, lubricating it for the full insertion of The Reamer.
His fate was not going to be like the others – culminating in pain. Caldwell's destiny was to be achieved by taking sensual pleasure to the ultimate extreme, taking him beyond the limits of orgasmic safety into the bizarre fringes of sexual peril where, as Kimberly had planned it, he would literally come to death.
With this in mind, Kitty made sure the dildo was slick with lubrication, having greased it with Vaseline before she had come to the hospital. Now she had fully prepared his asshole to receive the full thrust of the vibrating prong jutting from her crotch. The head touched the ring of his asshole pressing gently so Kitty could work the massive knob into his orifice. Finally the hole opened sufficiently for her to work the head in.
When his asshole had accepted the flange of the dildo, she jerked her pelvis forward and sent the shaft up his ass, feeling all ten inches of rubber and plastic and wire greasily sliding up the walls of his rectum with ease. Slowly she began fucking him in the ass, pressing his bulging prostate as hard as she could while she fucked him.
Sitting in the corner, Kimberly began playing with her cunt. She threw the hem of her dress up and began manipulating the folds of her pussy, pressing her throbbing, insistent clit as though it were a doorbell. As she pressed her clit, her cunt opened widely and a drooling discharge of bubbling cream came out to meet her hand. She quickly caught a pool of the sticky fluid and crushed it to her mouth, licking the delicious, musky secretion of her foaming cunt.
Caldwell's senses reeled. All thoughts of his illness, of his wealth, of his wives – indeed, all thoughts of everything else in the world – were blotted from his brain. He could only think of one thing, and that was the immediacy of the naked female bodies consuming him – the tits and sopping, horny cunts that were devouring him.
Caldwell felt as though a mad scientist somewhere had constructed a gigantic fifty foot cunt and somehow plugged him into it with invisible wires so that every palpitation of the pussy lips, every pulsation of the jutting pink clitoris, every contraction of the spongy inner walls, every secretion of creamy pussy juice drove him wild.
Caldwell lay there being sexually overwhelmed by the three nude women, the scent of their sopping cunts filling his nostrils, he became totally consumed by his fantasy and imagined himself standing in front of the sucking, drooling fifty-foot pussy, and then, heedless of his own safety, plunging himself inside it, working his way between its slimy, pulsing lips.
What would he find there? He imagined himself pushing his way through the spongy, sticky tissues like an insect trapped in a pot of congealing gravy. Were there teeth up there as his mother had told him when he was a little boy? Or broken glass from Coke bottles crammed up the fuck canal during orgies of masturbation that he had imagined for years in his fantasies? In his dazed over stimulated mind Caldwell pictured himself as an intrepid explorer chaffing the unknown territory of the world's most fascinating frontier – the inside of a steaming cunt.
Caldwell's fantasy charged his body with sexual electricity and made him easy prey for Kitty, Jennifer and Gilda, who found him an all-too willing victim for their sweet torture.
Gilda couldn't believe the hardness in his cock as it rubbed against her tits. His prick seemed to be coming apart from his crotch, assuming an identity of its own.
Even though it wasn't part of her body, Kitty could feel her dildo being clenched by Caldwell's asshole as she pumped in and out. Knowing that the advanced erotic state of his body demanded it, she reached down and flipped the switch, feeling the low hum of the vibrator going to work, twisting and turning the heavy shaft of the dildo up his ass, reaming him out.
The idea of such power over another person – over a man – turned Kitty on immensely. She watched his flesh pulsate from the gouging she was administering to his ass. She put her hand to her cunt and began rubbing the drooling, hairy gash passionately, feeling the creaming secretion of her steaming pussy juice drenching her trembling hand.
Jennifer's cunt was so hot now she wondered how Caldwell could take the heat. But he gave as good as he got, answering the grinding thrusts of her cunt with nibbling lips and teeth that laid the most sensitive tissues of her pussy bare. His tongue shot up her as insistently as any prick.
When Jennifer closed her eyes, she imagined that she was sitting on the face of an old man on his death bed, but being fucked by the world's most supple cock, one that not only pumped in and out of her cunt but had the talent to lick the sides of her foaming pussy, and the ability to strike at her swollen clit between thrusts up her pussy.
Things were going as Kimberly had planned. Over the past few weeks since they had come together the girls were all tuned in on the same sexual wave length, all striving to arrive at the moment of delicious, twitching, creaming orgasm at once, spewing out oceans of pussy juice, shuddering and intense experiencing orgasms. And even though she wasn't on top of Caldwell swarming like an ant after honey, Kimberly was part of it, stroking the folds of her pussy in tandem with the orgiastic sucking and fucking that was going on on the bed before her eyes.
Kimberly wanted it all. This was the crowning glory of the scheme she had hatched weeks ago when she had first placed the classified ad in the paper. The culmination of this episode with Caldwell had to be the best as he represented the epitome of greed and selfishness. Not being able to contain herself, Kimberly slid down off the chair and lay on the floor on her back. She lifted her legs and rocked backward on her shoulders, throwing her feet and legs over her head and so that she could see her oozing cunt. She placed her hands behind her ass and pushed forward, contorting herself so that her cunt moved tantalizingly nearer and nearer to her pursing mouth. The pain which she would have normally felt from such a doubled-over position went unnoticed in her crazed desire to achieve the impossible – to eat herself, to eat her own cunt in the most incredible orgasm anybody had ever experienced.
Slowly but surely Kimberly's superhuman efforts succeeded and her pussy inched closer and closer to her hungry mouth. Finally she was able to reach the bush of her cunt with her lips and that was all the incentive she needed to give more effort. She shoved her hands against the cheeks of her ass and finally achieved her objective, the damp mound of her cunt colliding sweetly with her slobbering mouth. Greedily she began moving her tongue, her lips, her teeth over the folds of her cunt, tasting her own sticky cuntjuice.
As Kimberly ate and tongue fucked herself, her fingers found her sucking asshole, its puckering ridges pulled apart by her position. Without hesitation, she plunged the finger into her asshole to the hilt, reaming her insides as she greedily devoured her cunt with her rapacious mouth.
On top of Caldwell, Gilda knew coming was imminent. She removed Caldwell's cock from between her tits and straddled his groin, clutching his erect cock in her shaking hands. Slowly she slid down on it, feeling his prick filling her hungry cunt as she began to fuck him hard, sensing his prick make maximum penetration as it stabbed into her pussy.
Kitty slammed away with the vibrating dildo, mercilessly reaming out Caldwell's ass while she simultaneously finger-fucked herself, plunging her hand into her sloppy, creaming cunt, achieving the sensation of fucking and being fucked at the same time. It was an exhilarating sensation and brought her to the most incredible orgasm she had ever had.
Jennifer rolled her ass in a sweeping, grinding ellipse on Caldwell's face, taking maximum advantage of his educated tongue, pumping up and down on it so that it serviced her spasming pussy better than any cock. His saliva drenched her cunt more than any sperm had ever drenched. She knew that when she came, it was going to be with such a powerful shudder that her thighs would wrap around Caldwell's face like a vise. She couldn't wait.
The four of them – Kitty, Jennifer and Gilda on top of the perspiring, shuddering Caldwell, and Kimberly rocking wildly on the floor in a contorted ball, eating her own pussy – simultaneously felt the crest of sensuality rising in their cunts. First the warmth spread from their pussies to their thighs and bellies, then expanded down their legs and up through their tits, their nipples bursting with passion.
Finally each felt a tingling in her toes and a flush across her face, their beautiful, slobbering cunts gushing forth with frothing onslaughts of rich, savory cuntcream.
And as they came, Caldwell could hold back no longer. He was a libertine from the word go and could no more restrain himself when it came to sex than his father had been able to when it came to making money. The clutching walls of Gilda's hot cunt were irresistible to him, and he thrust his prick higher and higher into her pussy, fucking, literally, as if there were no tomorrow.
When he felt the soft flesh of Jennifer's hairless cunt explode a whirlpool of pussy juice on his face; when Kitty became so ecstatic with coming that she forgot the dildo wasn't actually a part of her and thrust it up his ass like she was ejaculating; and when he looked out of the corner of his eye and, through the haze that had overtaken him long ago, momentarily saw the crystal clear form of Kimberly actually eating her own delicious cunt, Caldwell summoned forth every atom of energy at his command, sending it directly to his groin and up the shaft of his cock. So great was the power that he generated, Gilda found herself being lifted up into the air as if his prick were standing up in her cunt.
And then he came, a great burst of an ejaculation cowing from his exploding prickhead, spewing forth buckets of scalding sperm. Spurt after spurt lathered Gilda's insides with thick, rich cum as Caldwell's cock pulsed on and on.
But, then, without warning, it all stopped. Caldwell's cock suddenly crumpled within Gilda's pussy like a giant redwood that had been sawed down by ruthless loggers.
His ass, which had been rolling like a ship on a stormy sea under Kitty's expert fucking, suddenly stopped moving.
His mouth, sucking like a vacuum cleaner against Jennifer's cunt, abruptly went slack as spit drooled from the corners.
His eyes rolled around his head and then lurched to a stop with only the whites showing as his face turned pale and then blue while his flesh became as cold as ice.
Kitty, Jennifer and Gilda sat on top of Caldwell and looked at each other wide-eyed. Kimberly walked over to them and, hands on her hips, stated as matter-of-factly as an Iowa farmer looking into cloudy skies and predicting rain, "He's dead."