Her tongue stuck on Jane's ass hole. She wriggled it. The girl's fingers clutched the bed and twisted the covers. Ruth's face half disappeared into Jane's can and her throat moved. Her hair fell over to hide what she was doing with her mouth, but the noises she made were enough.
The minutes ticked by while Ruth knelt there sucking the girl's ass.
I heard a noise in the hall. I turned my head to hear it better, and Ruth stopped.
It was Jackson, and he was trying to move quietly in the unfamiliar darkness. We heard him going down the stairs.
“He's going to be surprised when he finds you're not in your room,” Ruth told Jane.
She got up and turned off the lights. There were two windows that the moon shone through, and when our eyes got accustomed to that light we could see each other quite well.
“He'd be still more surprised if, when he came back, he found you waiting in his bed,” Ruth said to Jane. “Or me, waiting with my legs open and my ass-hole greased. Should I do it, Jane? Do you think I ought to go in and let my father screw me?”
Jane was listening for Jackson, trying to imagine that room downstairs, and she did not answer Ruth. Nothing could be heard. Ruth suddenly pulled Jane from the bed and started her toward the door.
“He'll wait down there for a minute to see if you come back,” she said. “Hurry, and you can still get to his room. Hurry!”
Jane stood with one hand on the door knob. Ruth sat on the bed with her legs apart, looking at the girl. There was a sound below, and a step on the stair. Jane hesitated. “Hurry!”
Jane moved very quickly and surely. She ran across the room and threw herself to the floor at Ruth's feet and buried her face in Ruth's lap, sucking and whimpering like a puppy. Ruth threw her arms around the girl's head and held her close until the sound of Jackson's footsteps died away in the hall.
“I'll go if you don't want me to stay,” Jane said. “If you want to be alone with Bill.”
“No, you stay,” said Ruth.
“You're damn right you stay,” I said.
I thought it was about time that I said something. Jane said something to Ruth and Ruth laughed.
“Let him wait for a minute,” she said. “There isn't anyplace else for him to go.”
“That is very good of you,” I said. “Ha ha ha ha ha.
I got up and ran the window shades higher so that the moonlight fell onto the bed. I stood there and watched the two women rolling around on the bed. Ruth crouched.
“It's your turn to suck my ass.”
Jane slid over her and kissed and licked all the way down her back. When she got to her ass it took her several minutes to make up her mind. She kissed Ruth's thighs and licked them and finally dug her tongue between them and sucked her cunt.
I thought of someone touching their toes to very cold water and drawing back. Her tongue curled out and darted back several times. Then she made the plunge. Ruth straightened her legs.
“Oh Bill,” Ruth said, “let's not ever go back to the city. I'll never find a girl there who can make me feel as good as this.”
She jazzed up and down while Jane was sucking her ass and she stuck first her fingers and then Jane's fingers into her cunt. When Jane stopped, Ruth fell over onto her side and lay limp. Jane kissed her on the mouth and the two of them lay together with their hands on each other's pussies.
I was tired of standing around. I got onto the bed and pushed between the girls. Ruth made a grab for my prick and Jane's hand slid after it too. Ruth pushed Jane onto her back and tried to push me on top of her.
“I think he ought to screw you,” Jane said. “I was in the barn with him today.”
Ruth stopped what she was trying to do.
“So that's what you did this afternoon! And neither of you told me about it!”
Jane looked scared. She didn't see me wink at her.
“I didn't mean not to tell you. I just didn't think about it when we were together.”
“Well, you can tell me about it now. What did you do out there in the barn?”
“Cut it out,” I said. “She thinks you mean it. She's kidding you, Jane.”
“I'll bet that I can guess what you did. You Frenched him, didn't you?”
She laughed when Jane said yes.
“I knew that was what you did, because that was what I would have done if I had been you.”
“It was nice in the barn,” Jane said. “And I did it all right. I swallowed it when he shot.”
“Do you know what you are?” asked Ruth.
“I'm not all of the things that you are. Not yet,” Jane said.
I laughed at Ruth's expression.
“Treacherous little cunt,” she said. “If you're going to act like that I'll get you drunk some night and take you someplace where you'll be gang fucked. Do you know what that is? A whole lot of men take turns at you.”
Jane turned to her.
“Were you ever gang fucked?”
“Yes,” Ruth said. “I guess I've been gang-fucked a few times.”
“There was a girl who went out with one of the men from the lumber camps and he took her up to the camp and the men kept her there all night. She had to leave town.”
“Right now,” I said, “I, personally, am a one-man gang. But I don't suppose I could interest anyone in that.”
“That's just what I need,” said Ruth. “Show him where my cunt is, Jane. He may need help.”
Ruth spread her legs and Jane opened her cunt. I braced my legs between Ruth's.
“I always like to have another woman put a man's cock into me,” Ruth said. “But I never thought before to have her lick my cunt while she was doing it. Try it, Jane. See if you can lick my cunt and stick his prick into it at the same time.”
Jane held Ruth's cunt open with one hand and held my cock in the other, but she did not move to do what Ruth had said. Ruth pushed her head toward her cunt.
“Tell me what it's like to have a prick slide over your mouth and into a cunt that you're licking,” she said. “If it's nice I may do it for you too. What are you waiting for? Here, put your head in back of me. That ought to be easy now.”
She held her legs for Jane to put her head between. The girl's mouth pushed up her thighs and pressed on her cunt. Her tongue slid upward and curled into the dark opening.
“Wouldn't it be nice if there were two of them going into me? If you had a prick in each hand and they were both coming closer to my cunt and your mouth? Your tongue would be crushed between them, and while they jazzed me you could suck first one and then the other. But-”
“Why don't you let her do this and forget your old man for a while?” I said.
Jane's mouth came away from Ruth wet and open, and suddenly she had my prick in it. I pushed forward while she sucked, and she slowly turned her head until her lips were holding it at the bottom and they were partly on my prick and partly in Ruth's cunt. I speared Ruth suddenly, and my cock ran against Jane's teeth and then her mouth was almost on my balls instead of the end of my prick.
I started to jazz and Jane tried to suck. It was all right, but it was one of those things that are better when you are trying to get them done than when you have accomplished them. I couldn't jazz very hard that way and Jane wasn't able to suck very well either. It required more patience that way than any of us had.
I pulled my prick out of Ruth and shoved it under Jane's nose. Ruth saw what I was doing and held the girl's head with her legs and we watched her open her mouth and try to get it. There was a wet part and a dry part of my prick, the wet marking how far it had been in Ruth's cunt. Jane got the end in her mouth and then dove and her lips squished down until she had more in her mouth than had been in Ruth. The cunty taste just seemed to make it better for her, and she really went after it. I clawed for Ruth's cunt.
“I don't want to be jerked off,” Ruth said, “when there's a cock within inches of my cunt. I can jerk myself off when I want that.”