George's tongue probed into her cunt and she involuntarily rocked her hips when his tongue-tip lightly touched her clit. Max's cock was stiff again, and she worked her mouth down over his cock-head.
She tried to keep from gagging as she worked his cock farther back in her throat. Halfway in. his cock head pushed against the side of her throat. It didn't make her gag so she worked her mouth down farther on the cock-shaft.
Before she realized it, her lips were pressed into his groin-hair. His cock-head was deep in her throat, pressed hard against the side, but it didn't make her gag. She raised her head and felt her throat slide up past the cock-head. When only the end of the head remained in her lips, she breathed in with a gasp and started pushing her mouth back down on his prick.
While she worked on Max's cock, George was making her clit pulse hot with his tongue. She couldn't help undulating her hips up whenever his tongue probed down into her cunt.
George's tongue worked faster and faster in her coot while she slipped her mouth up and down faster and faster on Max's cock. He was rocking his hips as well in time to her mouth-strokes.
Linda found herself enjoying this game. She stole a glance in the dresser mirror and saw everyone engrossed in his or her activity: Max lapping Ruby's shaved cunt, Ruby running her mouth down over George's stiff cock-shaft, George holding her own legs spread fully and covering the blond, fringes of her cunt-hair with his mouth.
The pulses of heat in her cunt were flowing together when she heard Ruby moan. Glancing in the mirror, Ruby's back was arched and rigid while she still worked her mouth on George's cock.
While she worked her own mouth on Max's cock, she felt his body stiffen. She ran her mouth and throat up and down faster and harder until she felt the hot spurt of cum, deep in her throat. She swallowed and held his cock-shaft in place in her throat. It was going limp and she had no trouble breathing past it.
George's tongue was working harder and faster on her clit, and she felt her hips rocking higher and harder, undulating her cunt up into his face. Then she had a searing hot pain in her cunt and felt her coot-juices flow while she held her back arched rigid. Her hot cunt juices flowed up into George's waiting mouth.
She stole another glance in the mirror. Ruby was still working her mouth up and down on George's cock-shaft and his ass was bouncing on the bed. Soon he arched rigid and she felt his tongue in her cunt spasm while Ruby kept her lips down on his cock.
When George stopped quivering, Max said, "Let's everybody stay in place and soak it for a while."
Linda held Max's shrunken cock in her mouth with her tongue-tip lightly against the piss-slit. George kept her cunt covered with his mouth with his tongue barely touching her clit.
After a minute, she wondered if anyone was cheating. She worked her tongue on the head of Max's cock and sucked hard, then she waited. After a few seconds she felt her hips roll up as George lapped his tongue on her clit. The chain wasn't broken.
In a few minutes Max sat up, pulling his cock out of her mouth.
"I don't know about the rest of you," he said, "but duty calls."
He went to the bathroom and came back with his clothes. While he dressed rapidly, George and Ruby followed his lead and put on their clothes as well.
"We'll let ourselves out, Mrs. Cuyler," said Max. "Thanks for a good time. You've earned a good report."
When the outer door clicked, she looked down at her small body with the cunt-lips smeared with white cum and thought of what she'd done.
She flung herself back-down on the bed and said to herself, "I'm just a fucking punch card. They're all using me."
They were using her. Joe was using her to satisfy his quick sexual urges. Max was blackmailing her for his crooked sex schemes. George and Ruby were using her as an incidental part of their sex lives.
"Come on, Linda," she said to herself. "You have to turn the tables on them. You have to use them for what you want."
The more she thought about it, the more she thought she could do it. She would have to be smarter than she'd ever been before. She'd get Joe to love her. She'd turn Max's advantage around to her own. She could do it!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Linda was torn by indecision. Which was best, the black silky dress or the creamy knit one? The shower would stop soon. She had to make up her mind now. It would have to be the creamy knit.
She pulled the clinging garment on and slipped on the black high-heeled shoes. Lifting the hem of her dress up, she slipped the waistband of her panties down and applied a drop of perfume to each side of her cunt. Her preparations done, she pulled her panties up, smoothed the tight dress down over her hips, and took up the hairbrush.
After fifty strokes, she saw her blonde hair gleam and spill softly off her shoulders. She put the brush down and adjusted the mirror. Satisfied, she lay down on the bed and looked back up at the reflecting glass.
The shower stopped while she was still positioning herself. She drew her leg up and saw the dress cling tightly to one asscheek, following closely up her ass to the curve of her hip.
Joe stopped humming when he saw her. He dropped the towel and took a step, his limp cock swinging freely.
"Linda, aren't you sleepy?"
She rolled on her back and smiled at him.
"Not really, honey," she said. "How about you?"
He didn't reply immediately. He swallowed. "Don't you want to go to bed?" he asked.
"Uh-huh."
"Well?"
"Honey, you did such a good job with my dress last night."
"Yeah… what?"
"Undress me… now… please."
His face was flushed. He looked uncertain. "Linda, you want me to…?"
"Yes. I want you to take my clothes off. I like your hands on me."
He put a hand on her hip, and she helped him turn her on her stomach. His hand was warm on her back as he pulled the zipper down. The hem slid up on her legs.
When he got the dress up to her waist, she lifted her body slightly and let it go up to her tits. She pressed herself up a little so he could work his arm around her and pull the dress higher. Her tits tingled when he brushed his arm over her bra and got the clinging material up around her neck.
When he nudged her shoulder, she rolled over on her back and extended her arms over her head. The knit slid up and whispered to the floor.
Her legs quivered as he brushed his hands up on them and pushed her slip up to her waist. She suppressed a smile when he tried to tug the sheer cloth up under her back. He was so earnest in trying to please her. She arched her back so he could slide the slip to her shoulders, then she rolled over and extended her arms while he pulled it off over her head.
He unhooked her bra and then stopped. She waited, wondering what she could do. Then it was a good feeling to have his arm slide under her waist. The bed shook slightly as he put his knees on it and lifted her waist, bringing her ass up high while he shoved a leg from behind into her crotch.
She helped raise her chest while he slipped the bra straps down over her shoulders, and then he bent down to cup her tits in his hands. He squeezed them gently and worked the nipples back and forth, set ting up a nice tingling throughout her chest.
While he squeezed and twisted her tits, she felt his face work down against her neck. She turned her head back and kissed him. It was a hard, lingering kiss.
With her ass up, he slipped his fingers in the waistband and pulled her panties down over the cheeks of her ass. He pulled and tugged until the flimsy garment was down around her knees.
Sliding his hands back up, he grasped her tits again and continued twisting and squeezing. While her tits were growing firm, he put his other knee up against her ass and started pushing her legs apart.
She felt her breath coming faster as he spread her knees until the stretched panties stopped him from going further. His cock pressed hard up between her legs and lodged against her pubic mound, just to the side of her cunt.