The ski resort seemed unimpressive at first, and Alice Appleton rushed past all the young people who were gathered downstairs in the main hall. She felt self-conscious and ill at ease. After all, she was here to get the good clean air, the total change which she hoped might bring her back to some semblance of her former self.
The nervous brunette unpacked and neatly put her clothes away in the drawers of her room. Outside the bright snow sparkled in the sunshine and small figures could be seen in the distance, sliding down the beginner's slopes. The higher slopes were farther off, and Alice was looking forward to getting to them the following day. Meanwhile, she would get acquainted with the grounds, have an early dinner and go straight to bed. The trip had been tiring, and the young English teacher was already in a weakened state. But all this she hoped to change by the time she left the resort. By the time she returned to Scotsdale School, she would be in top form. She would be the teacher that her students deserved!
After taking a long, hot bath during which she soaked luxuriously the silken surfaces of her milk-white skin, Alice stepped from the deep tub and dried herself with a big fluffy towel. Already she felt much better, and getting hungry as a wolf! At first the young teacher contemplated having her dinner sent up to her room, but she was feeling so much better that she decided that she would go down to the dining hall. A pamphlet on the dresser told her that dinner was being served at 7:30. Carefully she dressed, putting on a simple dress of beige wool that covered her ample figure completely, but still made her look beautiful. Then after making sure there were no runs in her stockings, she put on her brown high-heeled pumps and turned about, examining herself in the full length mirror. She looked fine, she decided. It was the perfect thing to wear for the occasion.
Then she sat down and leafed through a magazine while waiting for the time to go downstairs. The magazine was one of several left in the room, and she had chosen it because it was one she had never read before. A man's magazine, it had a pretty girl on the cover dressed up in a white jumpsuit. She was supposed to be skiing, but judging from the fact that her breasts were nakedly thrust through two circular openings in the front of the jumpsuit, Alice deduced that the pretty blonde was in a studio rather than on the slopes. Curiously the young teacher turned the pages, becoming more and more engrossed by the sensual images she found inside. There were actually pictures of people nakedly making love! Also, when she started reading one of the stories, Alice had to put it down because it contained so many four letter words. Obviously, she realized, she had been leading a very sheltered life up until now. There was a new attitude toward sex in the world, one of which she had not even been aware, tucked away as she was at the Scotsdale School.
She read a whole section of letters to the editor which contained requests from readers for advice, and one in particular caught her eye: "My wife and I have a wonderful and satisfying sexual relationship, and we have tried just about everything we can think of to whet our considerable appetites. The other evening at a dinner party another couple, old friends of ours, seemed to be coming on to us, and for the first time we visualized them not just as old friends, but as exciting sexual partners. My wife and I discussed the idea after the friends had left, and we both decided that we would be very interested in taking them up on what appears to be an invitation to swap sex. How do you think we should let them know that we are more than ready to participate in a foursome?"
It was certainly the most unusual thing that Alice had ever read in any magazine, and the answer was even more startling: "Call your friends and invite them to dinner again, this time making it clear that you're inviting them for more than the usual fare. Several large bottles of champagne, some soft slow dance music and low lighting should then accomplish both your friends' and your own designs. Good luck!"
Alice thought that she ought to put the magazine down, but she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from its shocking contents. It was like getting a whole new sexual education just reading it! By the time she had read about three quarters of the slick magazine, Alice felt as though she had been given a whole new outlook on life. All of her misadventures at Scotsdale School could be looked at with a new perspective.
As Alice brushed her long dark hair before the mirror, she was very thoughtful. With each stroke of the brush in her glossy tresses, new meaning dawned upon the pretty young woman. Perhaps the reason for her strange lapses was merely due to all those years of repression. She had made herself ill by removing herself from the world of sensuality around her! Abruptly, Alice decided to leave her hair down, instead of pinning it up the way she usually did. Her hair seemed to be a symbol of that very repression which had caused her to go so very far astray! Common sense dictated that she must strive to lead a normal life, rather than the prim stultifying existence that she had led since her tragic relationship with Martin which had eventually caused her to go off the deep end, right in the middle of the school term!
Alice blushed at the memory of all she had done, but for the first time since the odd lapses had begun she had a sense of real hope. Something she could really cling to! By setting up a real relationship with a man, someone nice and pleasant, she would be able to re-establish the chemical balance within her system.
Her dark hair glistened with life as Alice put the magazine on her bed, promising herself to finish it when she returned from dinner.
"Heavens!" she cried, looking at her watch. "It's almost eight o'clock!" Before she had been so hungry she couldn't wait, and the magazine had made her forget that completely. Now Miss Appleton had a hunger of a different kind. She wanted to have a boyfriend, just like any other normal young woman her age!
Perhaps something of her decision showed in her walk as Alice made her way down the wide stairway that led to the lounge and the dining room. In any case, she felt a new assurance in her beauty, and a new desire to be admired. She congratulated herself silently for the good fortune of having picked up that magazine. "All I needed was a little help, a little advice," she thought.
It seemed as though all eyes turned toward her as she entered the dining room. Men as well as women looked up with interest as Alice stood poised in the doorway. A young man came to greet her.
"Hi," he said casually, "I'm something of a Maitre d' around here. My name's Sandy. May I call you Alice?"
Alice was startled that the young man knew her name, and then she realized that it was in the hotel register, of course, and that it was probably resort policy to try to get every one on a first name basis.
Alice smiled back, noticing what nice teeth Sandy had. "Oh yes. That's fine with me," she replied. Suddenly, it seemed as if it was all going to be very easy. It was nice to be free and easy and informal.
"Come right over here; I've just the seat for you!" Sandy declared, and Alice followed him through the crowded tables toward a corner seat by a window. There were already three other people sitting at the table, and as Alice approached, she saw them look at her with appraising eyes. The two men and a young woman greeted her in a friendly manner, however, and as she sat down, Alice thought that Sandy had made a good choice of tables for her.
During dinner, the trio chatted with her in a casual way that made Alice feel right at home. The girl named Sherry was pretty and a blonde, and she reminded Alice a little of the girl on the cover of the men's magazine she'd been reading. As for the men, the one named Jim seemed to he Sherry's boyfriend, the way they were looking at each other, and the other… Alice's heart beat a little faster at the thought, seemed completely unattached. Besides that, he was much better looking than the man Sherry was interested in and – what's more – seemed very attentive and interested in her!
The dark-haired young man was called Henri, and he was a French Canadian, a doctor, interning at the Medical Institute in San Francisco. Alice was very impressed, never having met a doctor socially before, and she was pleased when Henri seemed impressed with her own status as a private teacher in a boy's school.
Alice felt a certain trouble whenever her eyes met the dark thickly lashed eyes of the young intern, and she couldn't help thinking that he was just perfect. Her stay at the resort would be a pleasant and exciting one as well as one that would put her on the road to health.
"Allow me to show you around after dinner," Henri said in his thickly accented English. It was a deep and charming voice that sent shivers of delight up and down Alice's spine. She noticed that Sherry and her friend Jim were sitting very close to each other as they all had their coffee and brandy. So it was no surprise to Alice when, arm in arm, they wandered away from the table, seemingly lost in each other.
The contented English teacher looked at Henri's fine profile as he drank the last of his brandy, a prominent but beautifully shaped nose, sensuous lips and a strong chin that spoke of his character. Alice, too, wanted to have that same distracted look that had lit up Sherry's face, and she thought it would be easy to look at the young intern that way. Very easy indeed.
The walk around the extensive grounds of the resort proved to be very interesting. The number of activities available to the clientele was amazing. There were films to be seen, a bowling alley with its own bar, indoor tennis courts, an old fashioned ice cream parlor where Alice and Henri stopped to have hot fudge sundaes. Later on they went to the small cocktail lounge where a piano player dispensed liquid melodious music, and they drank hot buttered rums and told each other brief and edited versions of their life stories.
In short, Alice Appleton was having a wonderful time. By the time the young medical intern escorted her to the crowded discotheque, the twenty-three year old brunette was feeling on top of the world. She observed the other young women there, all of them attractive, glowing fine specimens of modern young womanhood. It was clear that none of them had complexes of the sort that had marred Alice's life for the past few years. And Alice wanted desperately to be as much like the pretty "snow bunnies" as possible. Therefore, when Henri's knee pressed close to hers beneath the small table, and when his hand stroked hers gently as though in a questioning manner, Alice displayed no gesture of shock or refusal. She would betray no signs of the horrid nervousness that had driven her to distraction, driven her to the terrible displays of overt sexuality at the Scotsdale School. No, but she would try to find that happy medium between total repression and uncontrollable desire!
"There're Sherry and Jim," Henri said, nodding in the direction of the dance floor.
"Don't they look nice together!" Alice declared. Sherry was a good head taller than Jim, but nevertheless, the couple had something about them that "clicked". Alice was lost in admiration for her new friends as she watched them dancing smoothly together to the longest set of dance music she'd ever heard.
"We could look like that," Henri suggested. His eyes were a deep velvety black as Alice looked at him. Already he was rising and taking her with him toward the dance floor, and then she felt his arms around her, his strong lean body hard against her softness as they swayed together, their bodies making a mounting interior music that created a building excitement in Alice's loins.
"So you read 'Mating Magazine'!" Henri picked up the men's magazine from Alice's bed and began to leaf through it.
Alice blushed. She was feeling the effects of all the drinks she and Henri had had in the discotheque. Then she decided to reply boldly. After all, she was an adult, and she had made new decisions about the course of her life. No sense in breaking down now, just when it looked as if she was winning out against the puritanical principles that had led to her recent downfall!
"Yes, yes I do," she said, "Well, it was here when I came. And I must say I found it very interesting."
"Like those naked girls?"
"Uh… well, some of them are very pretty. There were some naked men, too." Then Alice felt herself really turning a bright crimson. It seemed like an open invitation to Henri to take off his clothes. But she was pleased when he didn't pick up on the statement and instead changed the subject completely.
"Say, I'm not sleepy at all; are you?"
"Well, no… but it is quite late, I think," she was trying to look at her watch, but her vision was blurred, and she gave up.
"Tell you what, I'll go get some drinks. Too late for room service, but there's always a way around this place."
"Well, I don't know."
But Henri took her gently up in his arms and kissed her with such tenderness combined, that the dark haired teacher felt herself melting against his strong young body. "Yes, some drinks would be nice," she agreed breathlessly when he finally let her loose.
Henri blew her another kiss and exited rapidly. When he was gone, Alice felt terribly alone. Suddenly, she had to think about everything, the prospect of his coming back, of what might – what would – happen between them that night. Should she change her clothes or not? Alice paced nervously about the room and then paused and looked out the window. The night lights illuminated the grounds below. She felt a loneliness inside her that made the moment extremely melancholy. Yes, she would change from her dress into something else, the beautiful young teacher decided.
When at last a soft knock came at the door, Alice was clad in a softly clinging gown of pink silk, and beneath her naked body it quivered with each motion she made, creating a shining shimmery effect that enhanced her already considerable beauty.
"How lovely you look!" Henri declared, and Alice was glad she had put on the provocative gown.
The glasses tinkled pleasantly as Henri put them down, and on his arm were the bucket of ice, a towel, and in the bucket a large bottle of champagne. The champagne was so easy to drink that Alice allowed Henri to pour five or six glasses for both of them, which they sipped between long warm kisses. As they were both sitting on the bed, Alice felt herself wanting more and more to lie down. It was growing increasingly difficult to remain upright.
Finally, she lay back upon the pillow, and as Henri put his glass down on the nearby dresser, he stretched himself out over her reclining figure, speaking softly in her ear.
"I want you, Alice. You know that!"
Alice shuddered. He was so close. "Yes, yes, I know!" She wanted to add, And I want you too. All of me wants you! But she was silent. It was so hard to talk anyway, and now his tongue was so hot and wet in her mouth, his hands moving surely and easily over the soft curves of her willing body!
Henri looked down at the quivering young woman beneath him. He let his eyes roam at will upon the open cleavage of her soft silk gown. The smooth cream-white swell of her nakedly exposed breasts showed clearly, and he began to touch them, feeling their soft firmness mold to his hands. Freeing one from the material of the dressing gown, he bent to suck upon the throbbing little nipple, feeling Alice shiver beneath him. She was an exciting one! he thought. Just the type he liked. There was something fine in her, a hesitation that excited him. The swinging resort life was obviously a little new to her, but she was ready to learn! Well, he'd teach her a few things. She wouldn't be the first chick to learn a whole new variety of tricks from Doctor Henri!
"Take this off!" he announced, sure of himself now.
"Oh!" Alice replied. But she needn't have said anything, for Henri began to strip her of the peach-colored material, pulling it down until she lay naked and defenseless beneath his lustful gaze. His fingers moved, creating hot sparks of lust along Alice's yielding flesh, tracing desire along all the heated silk surfaces of her trembling body.
Take me! Alice thought. Oh take me!
Henri left her for a brief moment, and while Alice closed her eyes discreetly, she heard the unmistakable rustle of his clothing being removed. Soon! Soon his hard-throbbing rod of flesh would be insinuating itself deep into her warmly waiting vaginal slit!
But just as she was sure he was returning to her, the aroused young teacher heard something.
"What… what was that?" she asked. The sound came again. It was without any doubt, a knock at the door! Alice sat up, drawing her gown from where it lay crumpled on the bed beside her, as she instinctively sought to cover her nakedness.
To her horror, she saw that Henri was going toward the door. The sight of his strong naked buttocks moving away from her startled her and made her feel that something had gone wrong somehow.
"What are you doing?" she asked in a piercing voice.
Henri poised with his hand on the doorknob. "Why, somebody's knocking. I was going to answer!" he replied, as though it were the most normal thing in the world.
"But, Henri, I don't have anything on. Why, it could be anyone."
"Well, if it's someone you don't know, I'll just send them away!" Henri said, his voice carrying an unmistakable inflection of mirth.
"DON'T!" But Alice saw that it was already too late, even as she was scrambling off the bed, intending to flee into the bathroom. Henri opened the door and greeted whoever it was, and then they were coming into the room!
"Look, darling; it's Sherry, and she's brought Jim along!"
It was true. Her eyes showing the terror and confusion she felt, Alice looked up to see the handsome couple entering the room.
"Oh, no," she stammered, "You mustn't… you mustn't come in now… I've got to…"
"Don't worry," Sherry said. "We're just part of the family! You look lovely. Doesn't she, Jim?" The tall blonde girl turned to her lover for confirmation. Jim was clearly enjoying the glimpses that he could get of Alice's vulnerable nakedness. "I'll say!" he replied enthusiastically. Henri moved back to the bed, and put a deceptively protective arm around Alice.
"See – it's just a little party, darling. We'll have a good time!"
Alice watched with alarm as the others helped themselves to champagne. They were talking excitedly to each other for a moment, ignoring the obvious fact that she wanted them to leave, as though they did such things all the time! Henri's arm around her shoulder was far from reassuring, and the steady stream of comforting words that the French speaking Canadian whispered in her ear did nothing to help the situation.
As she sat wondering what to do, the letter in the magazine came back to her. Henri expected her to participate in some kind of orgy! It was perhaps a very ordinary thing in such resort circles. Here she had been hoping for an ordinary affair, and she put herself right in the middle of what Mating Magazine had termed "swinging singles"!
"Oh God!" she said aloud, realization of the full ramifications of the strange trio in her small room reaching her consciousness.
"You'll have a wonderful time, my cherie!" Henri said unctuously, and for the first time, Alice noticed what terrible teeth he had.
"But I don't want that kind of good time!" she replied indignantly. "I want a plain ordinary evening with just one person!"
If only they knew what I've been through! she thought with dismay. But of course she wouldn't tell them; they would only be all the more convinced that she would want to go along with their perverted desires!
"Oh, come on now!" Henri said. She was developing a distinct dislike for him. Why hadn't she noticed before how sallow his skin was?
"Never!" Alice declared. "Now I want you all to leave, please!"
Henri's face grew purplish. He looked at Alice with anger. He'd set the whole thing up a short while earlier, certain that Alice would go along. His friends, Sherry and Jim, were all for a little excitement and had willingly agreed to a foursome. They had often participated in foursomes as well as threesomes and moresomes with Henri and knew that he was a most desirable bed-partner. And now Henri felt that his reputation as well as a certain kind of "honor" were at stake, and he decided he wasn't going to let Alice get away with it. "Silly bitch!" he declared, suddenly reversing his smooth tactics.
"What's going on!" Sherry asked pleasantly, approaching the bed. "You don't really want us to leave, sweetie, do you?"
"Yes!" Alice replied. Sherry was now sitting on the bed beside her, centering the nervous brunette between herself and Henri.
"But you came to the resort for a little fun, didn't you? A little something different?" Sherry asked. Alice could smell the other woman's heady perfume. She tried to shake off Henri's arm, but as she did, he held her tighter around the shoulders so that she couldn't move. Beside her, Sherry smiled knowingly.
"You wouldn't want to miss Henri. He's something special. Can go on for hours!"
"Hey, what about me?" Jim said. He was standing in front of them, fiddling impatiently with his belt. "Hey, is this show going to get on the road or not? If not, Sherry and I can go make it in her room, or mine for that matter!"
"Don't be so impatient!" Henri snapped. "Of course it's going to happen. Alice here just doesn't know how good it can be with more than one person!"
The irony of his words made Alice want to cry. Tears sprang to her eyes at the realization that she was once more so very far from the innocent love that she had originally hoped to have with her long lost boyfriend, Martin.
"Yeah, don't be in such a rush, Jim!" Sherry added. "She's just a little nervous. I was a little nervous, too, my first time!"
"That was a long time ago!" Jim replied.
"So what?" Sherry's eyes flashed in brief anger.
Henri realized he had to take things in hand rapidly, or his whole evening would deteriorate into a stupid brawl.
"Listen," he said, "You can convince her, Sherry! Jim and I can stay out of it until she's ready. How about that?"
"What… oh you mean you want me to…"
"Yes. Don't tell me you don't like it. I've seen you in action too many times!" Henri replied. Alice listened in horror as they talked about her as though she weren't even a human being.
"This is obscene!" she announced. "You've got to get out of here! And now!"
But the others only laughed at her, and suddenly it seemed to Alice that they were all of one accord, instead of squabbling clients of the resort. They were all bent on making her do what Henri wanted.
Sherry was stripping off her clothes, and Jim was already totally naked before her, his chunky penis bobbing lewdly in full erection.
"Did you ever make it with a woman?" Sherry asked, whispering close to Alice's ear.
Alice jumped. "NO!" she replied, "God, no!" Of all the terrible things she had done, this was one area she had not experienced. She cringed at the thought. If there was anything she did not want to do, it was "make it" with another woman!
"It's nice," Sherry said simply, letting her fingernails trace shivery little lines along Alice's bare arm. Alice was still trying to hold the silk gown up over her, but it was difficult with them surrounding her this way. Henri's fingers were drifting down toward her breasts, and now so were Sherry's!
"I don't care if it's nice or not," Alice declared. "I don't want to do it; don't you understand???"
"Of course you do!" Sherry replied firmly.
"Yes, of course!" Jim and Henri echoed. "NOW START IN!" Henri commanded.
"Okay!" Sherry said. "Listen, Henri, you've got to help me though. You too, Jim! Get her down on her back at least!"
"No… no!" Alice pleaded. But no one listened. Together they forced her back upon the bed, and the covering protection of her gown was whisked away and she lay, totally uncovered, lewdly spread-eagled upon the bed. All three of them peered at her gem-like nakedness, and Alice turned her head away with shame, letting the tears flow freely down onto the pillow.
Her head ached and chills spread throughout her nakedly exposed body. She could feel Sherry moving close to her and closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to see the statuesque blonde who wanted to make perverse love to her. She felt more disturbed than she had ever been and knew that there was no use in fighting them. The easiest way now would be to get it over with!
"Get between her legs!" Henri ordered.
"Sure, sure!" Sherry replied. "I know what to do!"
Henri watched Sherry's smooth white buttocks presented lewdly up to him as she knelt in between the young teacher's widespread thighs.
"That's right, honey; don't fight it!" Sherry cooed, and Henri said, "Yes, she's getting used to the idea of it. Don't worry; she'll love it."
"Who wouldn't love Sherry?" Jim asked, speaking to no one in particular. She was his girl, after all, he thought, resenting Henri's taking over the way he was. He watched with pride as Sherry moved over Alice. He could feel his hard-on growing in proportion as Alice cringed in horror. Sherry's fingers were touching her tender, pinkly splayed vaginal lips. The young blonde's fingers began to explore the fully revealed furrow of Alice's soft warm hair-trimmed cunt, making searing contact with every smooth surface of the sensitively responding flesh. With a tentative, but expert touch, Sherry's thumb smoothed over and around Alice's tiny sensation-filled clitoris as the middle finger of her other hand began to slip into the tightly clenched circle of the moaning brunette's vagina.
"NNNNoooo!" Alice groaned.
"Yeah, touch her clit!" Henri said, unnecessarily, for Sherry was proceeding without having to be told what to do. Henri lewdly fondled his own hotly stiffening cock as he watched the two women locked obscenely on the bed.
"Relax, honey, you're too tense," Sherry said. "Come on, I'm not as rough as some of the fellas. Am I now?"
Alice groaned. Certainly, she had never sunk this low before! But she wanted it to be over. Anything to get it over and have them out of her room!
"I don't mind!" she said bravely. "Do what you like!"
"We will; don't worry!" Jim replied for the group. God! His chick was magnificent, he thought. What a woman! Sherry's voluptuously swaying breasts brushed against Alice's open thighs as Sherry began to sway over the prone girl, and Jim could see the nipples hardening at the contact with Alice's helplessly captivated flesh. He watched his girl friend warming up to her lewd task, her shamefully probing middle finger now working all the way up inside Alice's acquiescing young pussy, worming high between those invitingly open thighs. Eventually Sherry had wedged her entire naked body between those scissored-open thighs as she stretched out upon the bed, her own long legs dangling over the edge because there was not enough room.
"She's really getting wet now!" the lust-driven blonde announced, writhing with her own pleasure as she felt the other woman beginning to respond. Sherry rubbed her breasts upward so that they could touch the nakedly hair-lined slit of the brunette being held on the bed. A woman was so nice, she thought. Maybe even nicer than a man. Sometimes anyway! So soft and wet, she thought to herself as she twisted and teased her fingers upward within the tightly contracting cuntal passage of the full-breasted teacher.
Then the moment came that Sherry was hoping for. A definite shiver of delight coursed through Alice's exposed body, and Sherry shivered in response. It was going to be good! Even though the two men were watching, it was going to be as if they were alone in the room on the bed. Defenseless on the bed, Alice began to moan with delight, feeling her tingling pussy respond to the gently moving fingers high up inside her. There was something so different about the other woman's touch that she couldn't help responding to it. It was awakening a whole new set of desires inside her!
With a small grunt of unwilling surrender, Alice suddenly relaxed her legs and involuntarily stretched them still wider apart.
She opened her eyes and found herself looking directly into the other woman's eyes.
Sherry smiled, and without moving her fingers from their high position within Alice's seeping pussy, let herself down upon the moaning brunette, feeling her breasts pressing warmly against Alice's warmly trembling mounds.
The feel of the other woman's breasts on her own, coupled with the mounting excitement within her besieged vaginal walls made Alice sigh. She was enjoying it!
It was awful, but fighting it only made the lustful sensations within her tingling belly grow more intense. Now Alice only wanted to feel more and more of the girl's fingers thrusting high inside her softly clasping pussy! Helplessly, she writhed in a combination of humiliation and lust. She turned her head away again to avoid Sherry's eyes but responded with her body, making it clear that she wanted more.
"Great going, Sherry! She's turning on. Look at her go!" Henri declared.
"Do I need you to tell me that?" Sherry asked bluntly, shoving a second finger up into her dark-haired captive's passion-drenched cunt.
"Yeah, Sherry's an expert!" Jim said. Both men were fondling their rock-hard penises, smoothing back the flushed skin and arching their aching members with pained expressions of lust on their faces.
Jim wanted to move in and fuck Sherry from behind while she was doing it with Alice, but he knew that they were supposed to let the two women alone, for a while anyway. As long as Henri didn't make a move, he would stay out of it too, Jim decided. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sensually stimulating play that the two women were indulging in. Alice's unwilling, yet definite yielding to the intimate touches of his girlfriend ignited a flame of desire in his loins that made his lust-swollen cock clamor painfully for satiation. Two luscious women writhing passionately together on a bed was one helluva sight! Maybe Henri wasn't such a bad director after all!
Henri could feel a definite ache in his testicles as his fingers moved up and down the blood-thickened shaft of his cock. The lubricated tip of his member pulsed licentiously, and he could hardly wait. In a little while, he'd be fucking both of the girls. The night was going to be a success. And it was all the more exciting because the good-looking brunette teacher had resisted at first. He knew he'd pegged her right though. She was really going at it now.
Strangled gasps of pleasure escaped from between Alice's tightly clenched teeth as her tormented young body twisted and flailed in helpless submission on the bed. Her passion-flooded pussy was just about at the point of climax.
Sherry could feel the unmistakable signs.
"CUM!" she whispered hoarsely to the other woman. "Cum against my fingers. Let me feel you cum!"
"OOOOOoooooh yesssss!" Alice moaned. "Yessss… I willl!" She gave herself up with a shattering certainty to Sherry's obscenely worming fingers, at last at a breaking point where she was no longer aware of the two gaping men in the room. On and on it went, and the obscenely exciting fingers moved deeper and deeper, slipping ever upward against her climaxing cuntal walls.
"Noooowwww! Now… I'm cumming now!" she coughed out. It was happening, flooding her mind, her soul and body, and especially her wildly thrilled pussy with mind-shattering pleasure.
"MMMMMMMmmm!!! MMMmmmmm…" she moaned, realizing that this sensation was one which she would want to know again and again. No matter how lewd and perverse it was!
Still moaning, her body trembling from the subsiding storm of violent orgasmic release, Alice nodded assent, as the others moved in. The two men could hold back no longer. Nobody had asked her, but she nodded anyway. Why not, after all?