"Nooo, Bailey, nooooo!" she continued to vainly object. "Please don't do it to me."
But even as she argued she could feel the domineering middle-aged male suck the miniature phallus-like bud of her clitoris hungrily into his mouth, his teeth clinging to it tightly as his tongue lashed fiercely over the nerve-ended tip. And the sheer raw sensation was like nothing the aroused and surprised young woman had ever experienced in her life. Her whole body was on fire with the lust that had been building in her so relentlessly ever since they'd come here. Again she remembered the exquisite pleasure she'd achieved the night before, masturbating herself while Bailey sodomized his wife. Instinct told her that would be nothing compared to what she was going to experience before the end of this session with Jack Bailey. Already she could feel the first vague tremblings up in her cervix and belly that only last night had seemed to be the signal of the real explosion and release to come, and if her act of voyeurism had taught her nothing else she'd learned at least that Bailey wasn't a man to rush his sex. This was only the beginning, and though she knew that even still she should be fighting back, she was already on the verge of losing her will to resist.
His hands still clinging to her sensitive inner cunt-lips to hold her treasured vaginal opening splayed wide apart before his face, Bailey shoved his elbows further up between Cathy's knees, rocking forward on the bed to push her legs back so her thighs almost cushioned down on her breasts and her buttocks and the whole naked plane of her loins was completely turned up toward his face. Again he nipped at the swollen, dilated bud of the quivering little clitoris. He flicked his tongue once more from his lips, dragging it slowly straight along the length of her openly moistened little pussy slit. As she whimpered and moaned on the bed he drew his face back for one last quick look up into the pink mysterious depths of her loins, then in a swift and aggressive motion he drove his tongue straight up between her pussy lips and far up into her quaking vagina.
"Oh God!" Cathy cried out, her hands moving up to tear violently at her hair as she felt the limber slithering length of Bailey's tongue move like a crawling creature up through the sensitive inner folds of her flesh. For a moment she was so overcome by the sheer sensation of it that she couldn't even move or speak. It was so strange and delicious, so perverse and humiliating, so gentle and soft and yet so powerful in the effect it was having on her. Rape she could have fought, but this, how could a woman, even a normally decent and respectable woman like herself, be expected to fight against something like this? It was just more than she could stand. Yet even so she managed to retain some remnant of decency for a few moments longer. Then Bailey withdrew his tongue and plunged it swiftly back in again, and that sudden sawing type sensation was more than she could stand. Her body quivered as though in torment on the bed. Her thighs clasped tightly shut around Bailey's ears. Her eyes opened wide, her nostrils flared, her mouth hung slack. Then in utter surrender she cried:
"Yess! Yesssssss! Do it to me. Do it to me like that. Eat my cunt!"
For a moment Bailey almost hesitated, jolted himself by the vociferous surrender. But he knew he had this hot young bitch exactly where he wanted her now and determined to seize his advantage, he began to slaver his tongue quickly in and out of her flowering vagina for several seconds, then suddenly withdrew it, at the same time pushing down harder on her thighs to jack her buttocks even higher into the air. He leered down in gaping triumph at the succulently parted lips of her cunt and, now visible beneath it, the brown-puckered hole of her anus. His tongue darted again from her mouth, swiping the length of the hair-lined slit of her cunt. Then suddenly and without warning he flicked it right over the thin little fleshy membrane at the bottom of her pussy and thrust it straight up between the cheeks of her ass onto the cringing aperture of her anus.
The virginal-looking blonde's eyes sprang open wide and she stared up in muted confusion at the ceiling. My God, what was he doing down there anyway? She knew what it was of course, though she hardly even dared admit it to herself. He was licking her asshole, worming his tongue straight up between her buttocks and into that most forbidden and sensitive little opening, and in spite of all her revulsion and for the contempt she knew she should have for him at demeaning himself in this manner, all she really felt was a weird and heretofore unknown, unimagined physical pleasure. My God, she thought, it was strange and maddening and terrible and wonderful all at the same time.
"Ooowwweee!" Cathy wailed aloud as the bizarre contact of his tongue on her erotically stimulated anus became even more intense. Chills of shivering magnificence darted up and down her spine and her mind was an eerie panorama of lurid visions as the plunging tongue wormed farther and farther up into the warmly yielding passage of her ass. Her slender young body writhed uncontrollably on the bed as the overpowering assault continued. Spasms of delight rippled through her loins and belly in a torrent of sensual pleasure that gripped her body and soul.
Down between Cathy's scissoring thighs, Bailey immersed himself shamelessly in his task. He knew right now this innocent little bitch must think of him as some kind of creep or pervert. She must loathe him to the bottom of her heart, and yet she couldn't help responding on a sheer physical level to the raw sensation to which he was subjecting her. It was an object lesson he was quite sure she would never forget, and though now he was on the verge of suffocating in her genital warmth and down between her freely perspiring thighs, he forced himself to continue his assault a few more precious moments, pushing himself until he sensed she was really on the verge of losing all control of her body.
Then with a sudden little pop he jerked his tongue free of the acrid-tasting little opening of her ass. He swiped it again straight up the now freely moistened hair-fringed slit of her cunt, again clamping his teeth hard over the erect pink bud of her clitoris.
"Oh!" Cathy screamed in a sudden shimmering contortion on the bed. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my Goddddd!"
Then he released the pink little nibblit and raised suddenly up, mixed saliva and flowing vaginal lubricant dripping from his lips and chin as he glared down at the prone, trembling young woman.
"Oh Bailey," she whimpered, shaking her head from side to side. "I can't stand anymore. I really can't."
He grinned, reaching down to undo his belt and unbutton his trousers, opening his fly and pushing his boxer shorts down so that his cock sprang free. And his smile only broadened as he saw the new fear that suddenly appeared in Cathy's wide blue eyes.
CHAPTER TEN
The act of cunnilingus coupled with the obscene little tongue lashing to which Bailey had subjected her anus had pushed Cathy to a plane of delirious ecstasy in which she literally thought she would have been ready for anything. The very perversity of licking an asshole was more than she could have even dreamed of. She knew that if Bailey had told her that he was in the habit of practicing such abhorrent deviations she would never have let him hold her in his arms and kiss her yesterday when they'd first confronted each other down in the barn.
But he hadn't told her, he'd just done it to her without any warning, and she had loved it. Never had anything driven her to such a state of wanting and readiness. Her whole body was like an inferno of boiling lust and somewhere back in her mind she reminded herself that if such an act could bring that kind of pleasure to the body, it could not be all bad, no matter how revolting it might appear in theory. She was, in spite of her confused state of excitement, in the process of inverting her whole attitude toward morality and immorality. And after what Bailey had done for her she wouldn't have believed, in her present mental state, there was anything she would have refused to do for him if he would just so much as ask.