Almost as if by order, but more out of lewd instinct, Beth bent her knees and spread her legs further and Wilma reached down and, with the tips of her fingers, she spread the swollen lips of her vagina even wider and saw her cunt and the membranous walls thick with excitement and her tiny clitoris throbbing and extended, waiting to be caressed.
With one thumb, she rolled the clitoris around and watched as Beth moaned deeply and jutted her hips up at an obscene angle and seemed to be silently begging for more. Bending her head, her tongue licked at the throbbing clitoris in front of her face and Beth moaned louder and her hands groped and found Wilma's hair and her fingers tangled in it.
Beth was almost unconscious yet she could feel thrilling electrical shocks of sensuous pleasure; pleasure so physical and intense she felt she could never live without it again. She was drifting in a black void of ecstasy and pleasure and she wished it would never end.
Outside, Lonny watched as Wilma let the tip of her tongue flick back and forth over the girl's excitedly pulsating clitoris and he saw it grow and throb as the girl practically became double jointed in her efforts to thrust her lips up and get more of the delicious licking of the fiery tongue that was driving her to an even greater passion.
Wilma was now sadistically taking her time, teasing the girl, arousing her even more. The girl's whole body was writhing now, her torso rippling and undulating, that proud, patrician face of hers distorted in lewdness. Her eyes were beginning to open and her mouth was twisting by passion as the flickering, tantalizing tongue was driving her out of her dark void and into the cauldron of hot passion.
Wilma timed her move instinctively, her tongue suddenly gliding down the wet slit of Beth's cunt and then driving home, worming hotly into the deep pulsating recesses of the widespread passage. Beth went wild. Her knees bent, she lifted her hips and whole body clear off the bed, only her heels and the nape of her neck still on the bed and her hips rotated and pumped madly as she wanted to get more of that maddening tongue shoved up her cants where it would wiggle and drive her insane.
With a cry of animal frustration, she fell back on the bed and pulled her knees tight up against her chest, crushing her breasts as she spread her legs as wide as they could possibly go and Wilma was using her hands to push her thighs wider apart as she attacked the cunt with her mouth like a woman gone mad. Her whole mouth locked over the tiny lubricated hole and she sucked, relishing the taste of Beth's cunt juice and her tongue darted in and out of the cunt, probing deep into the hot carniverously sucking interior as Beth moaned and thrashed with delight on the bed, murmuring over and over, "Oh, that's good, do it, do it, do it to me! To me! DO IT TO ME!!!"
And Wilma was getting rough now, using the strength that an active western life had endowed her with. Her nails dug into Beth's thighs and she teasingly sucked and bit at her clitoris while the insanely aroused young teacher bucked and thrashed around wildly on the bed, her hair flying in all directions. Both their bodies were covered with sweat now as they struggled obscenely with one another.
Beth was like another woman. Always, before, she had been conscious of the impression she was making on others and so it was rare when her movements and manners weren't something she hadn't practiced for years. Now, what she did and how she looked were far from her mind: all her dignity was gone, and all she wanted was to satisfy the hot, all-consuming lust in her body. She twisted, turned and bucked, pumping her hips hungrily, under the camp boss' wife's maddening tongue. She surprised herself with her lewdness and strength; with her teeth gritted and animal sounds tearing out of her throat, she bounced and twisted in her orgasm searching desperation until she felt them rolling and she suddenly put her hands out and found she was on top of the other woman. They had rolled completely over and Wilma was under her, still hanging on to her thighs, her nails digging into Beth's tender flesh and hurting her in a way that only increased the heat and the excitement. And her mouth was still locked on Beth's aunt, sucking and licking in a maddening way. Beth raised her body off the bed on her hands and slightly bent knees and felt the throbbing pleasure in her groin and pumped her hips lewdly and obscenely, pressing down on Wilma's mouth then pulling away as Wilma dug her nails in deeper and sucked all the harder.
Beth undulated and pumped, the nipples of her breasts jiggling and rubbing on the blanket underneath and intensifying her lust as Wilma began rhythmically fucking her tongue in and out of her cunt and she could feel her orgasm inside of her like a wild beast churning and thrashing around, looking for a way to freedom. It would be free! There was no denying it! It found its direction, turning like some mythical beast full of strength of the Gods and rushed, like a star-burst of white hot lava, toward her tormented cunt and Judd Gan's wife's persistently sucking mouth.
"I… I… I'mmmmmm C…c… cummmmminnnnngggg!" Beth gasped in a voice so unlike her usual modulated terms. Then, in a voice that sounded like all the whores of history wrapped into one single shriek, she screamed, "I loooovvvvee it!" Her body tensed again and she seemed like someone hanging over a great abyss by her fingers and toes as her body shuddered and trembled and her eyes, wide open, rolled back in her head, showing only white and a strange growling sound came out of her open mouth and she screamed a long soul-searing moan and fell limply on the bed and down on top of the naked woman, shuddering and quivering helplessly.
Wilma kept her tongue darting in and out of the young school teacher's ravaged and twitching cunt until she was sure that Beth had gushed out every drop of her cum then she raised herself and sat up, naked, glistening with sweat. She looked at the naked form of Beth lying on the bed, her buttocks still quivering in fine spasms, her body limp and tiny moans of pagan delight coming from her lips. Wilma's fingers slipped down to her own cunt and she caressed herself, feeling her lubricated excitement as her cunt itched and throbbed with desire. She grinned down at Beth's limp form lewdly. She wasn't through with this hot little society bitch yet!
Outside, Lonny could feel his own hot cum wetting the blunt end of his prick in his pants and he closed his eyes for a second. Jesus Christ, he thought, that was too much. Any more and he would cum in his pants like he did in a wet dream. Wilma was getting to her feet and standing naked at the foot of the bed, looking down at the still figure of the girl. With a grim lewd look, she went to a closet and dragged out a suitcase.
Lonny pressed his nose against the pane. What was that crazy dyke up to? She was on her hands and knees, dragging out a suitcase and then crawling back into the closet. Lonny stood on tiptoe, craning his head to see. The girl on the bed was all but passed out and Wilma was really looking wild, her face taut and viciously eager.
Wilma was prying a board loose from the back of the closet. Years before she had made this secret hiding place where she could keep things from Judd. The board worked loose, she reached in, groping, her hand coming on something and she breathed a sigh.
Lonny crouched down again with just his eyes on a level with the window as Wilma backed out of the closet and stood up. His eyes narrowed quizzically. What was that she had in her hands? Jesus! He almost whooped and shouted in amazement! Wilma had some kind of rubber cock in her hands and she was busily strapping it on herself!
It was too good a thing to miss. With hand motions, he indicated each of the boys was to take a quick peek and then squirmed eagerly in line, looking, then covering their mouths with suppressed glee.
Wilma Gans was strapping on a rubber phallus, a dildoe of strange construction. It was like a forked, two-pronged penis, and she was shoving one end up her own cant, her face giving away the pleasure she received as her cunt fit tightly around the shaft and she played with it for a moment, standing crouched, her legs spread and knees bent as she ran it slowly in and out, her vaginal lips seeming to clutch hungrily at the huge shaft. They could see the phallus – which was flesh-colored and lifelike – glistening from the lubricating juices of her pussy.