Fingers shifted his position above her thrashing body. Between her widespread legs, his hands rested on her white thighs, and he stretched out with his face above her swollen crotch. She gazed between her tits at him as he lowered his smiling mouth behind the screen of her pubic hair down to the delicious morsel of her heated cunt.
A lascivious warmth engulfed her snatch as he sucked the dripping flesh into his hot mouth and started to chew. His tongue probed the tortured folds and his chin pressed into the back of her slit. She squirmed and moaned, her excitement rocketing to heights she had never known before.
His fingers roved over her thighs and onto her belly, continuing to seek out hidden centers of erotic sensitivity while he began to caress her wet cuntlips with the tips of his agile fingers.
In a brief moment his tongue moved to where his fingers were and he darted the tip of it out to massage the fleshy folds the same way he had done with his fingers. He caught some strands of her cunt hair in his teeth and tugged at them gently. She flung her eager hips from side to side, beside herself with passionate hunger. He drove his tongue to the bottom of her puffy slit, to the tight rim of her cuntmouth.
"Oh, good God!" she exclaimed breathlessly and with obvious agitation. All of the training in her police school had not trained her to be a part of pleasure like this.
Fingers' tongue dragged forward to the base of her inflamed clit. She shrieked at the sudden, fiery surge of sensation, smashing her vibrating asscheeks into the mattress, then flinging her undulating hips upward to hang quivering in mid-air.
"Ahhh! Aghhhh! Love of Jesus. No… don't!" she cried. "Damn, damn, DAMN!"
But Fingers' lips closed over her inflamed cunt. He delicately stripped back the hood and sucked at the pink bunch of nerves while his tongue teased the throbbing tip. Waves of excitement pulsed through her savage body with jolting force. Her image of the scene wavered and receded.
Ecstasy became a tangible sensation, an enveloping, numbing medium she floated in, all other perceptions blocked out. She felt a convulsive spasm in her cunt, then another, and she knew she was entering the shattering orgasm which had been building for the last fifteen minutes in her pleasure-tortured flesh.
Fingers withdrew his mouth and left her. The spasms subsided and she hung at the edge of her climax, denied relief.
"Fingers!" she pleaded. "Oh, please, please! Dear God, help me. Please!"
Fingers untied her ankles, oblivious to the words she was saying, and refastened them, pulling them back so her feet were even with her shoulders and spread so widely that she thought her thighs would split at her cunt. She groaned in agony at the renewed embarrassment; she knew how grotesque she must appear to Bud with her cunt gaping so.
Her ass was raised from the mattress so her open-mouthed cunt faced up, and Fingers settled before it, lowering his face to it again.
She watched, fascinated and horrified to discover that she could see everything he was doing to her tender cunt. He extended his tongue, dipping it into her pink flesh, and she felt it caress the rim of her exposed cuntmouth.
She jerked her legs and her ass bounced, but she couldn't get free. He laid his gentle hands on the taut backs of her velvety thighs and tried to steady her, his tongue darting over her throbbing tissues. Tiny thrills fired her again and she began to forget her humiliating position. She realized she'd never thrust herself up this way for anyone on her own, and she had never had her legs that widespread before in her life.
Fingers took her clit in his hot mouth again, rolling the nubbin gently with his teeth, and her excitement soared. He slid one hand to her soft pussy, dipping his thumb into the mouth of her cunt and rubbing it in the direction of her asshole. She writhed in passion while he slowly forced it through the tight sphincter. Her ass throbbed and a great jolt of heat swelled in her belly.
"Oh, shit! Oh, shit!" she whispered with a hoarse rasp. She heard Bud groaning from the sidelines and wondered if it was from an impending orgasm of his own or from fear of seeing her treated like this. She couldn't see him, and she let his voice fade away from her as her belly knotted with the intensity of sensations that shook her. She flailed under Fingers' sucking mouth.
For the second time he backed away from her just as she was about to come, so that she hovered on the impossible edge of a shaking orgasm, unable to find release. She knew if her hands had been free she would have been able to reach down and trigger the climax, but she was bound very securely.
She sobbed with frustration and tension. Someone fumbled at her wrists and she looked back to see a smiling Joey untying the knots that held them. She waited, not knowing whether she was glad to be untied or not. They left her ankles tied and she couldn't reach them to loosen them herself. She was irritated.
Fingers came to her head, where he knelt astride her lovely face. In an instant of horror, she gazed up at his hair-covered balls, feeling the bristles of long, thick hair brush against her nose and catching the pungent scent of male excitement. His hands were on the inner slopes of her extended, white thighs, and he put his lips once more on her clitoris.
He had undressed while she was in the unsatisfied swoon, and the balls and cock at her face had surprised her.
The torrent of ecstasy turned into savage desire before she knew it, and she began to shake her to the marrow. She reached up slowly and fingered the heavy balls with its egg-sized prisoners. She reached past it and captured the shaft of his elongated cock. His hips surged backward, lowering his hard-on into her view, and she pulled it down to kiss its purple, shining globe of a head.
For the third time that day Betty tasted and savored the metallic, heady flavor as her lips parted to suck at the rounded tip of the extended virile cock. Shivers of wild excitement tore at her and she thrust her face up, her lips riding over the broad bulb and onto the hard, pulsing shaft. She closed them tightly, her tongue rubbing Fingers' cockhead while she sucked ferociously.
She heard him groan and felt his own tongue scrub at the tip of her clit. His hands slid over her plump ass, and his fingers plunged into her slick twat. He pried the rim open, his fingertips manipulating her tight, squirming flesh until her hips leaped with intense joy. He withdrew the fingers of one hand and thrust one deeply into her asshole. His other hand dug at her cuntmouth, his fingers burying themselves in her while he sucked at her clitoris feverishly.
She held his prick in both of her small hands, forcing the head to the back of her mouth and gulping at its smooth bulges. Her tongue explored the edges of her slit. She rolled her head restlessly from side to side, watching the shaft that protruded from her lips. Her gaze encountered a reflection in a mirror. She groaned inwardly. She'd forgotten that the mirror was there. Now she could see herself as if she were an onlooker, and for a time she couldn't tear her gaze away from the somewhat absurd spectacle in the glass. She knew that this was how she must appear to Bud, and she felt heart-sick.
Her lower back angled up and her ass swelled under Fingers' caressing hands. Her thighs were taut, jumping with frenzy. Her knees were hiding her belly, her feet waving at the ends of the ropes that bound her.
She could see her tits surging, but her face and the cock she held in her tight, lovely lips were both hidden by Fingers' thighs. His body seemed strangely graceful, hung over her like this, his belly close to her tits and his chest inches away from her own belly. His mouth enveloped the pink, wet tissues of her cuntlips. His cheeks worked as he sucked, and his knuckles moved rapidly, driving his fingers ever deeper in sand out of her now willing cunt and asshole.
The scene generated a sense of horror that heightened her excitement to the boiling point. She wrenched her attention from the mirror and pulled Fingers' cock, using her hands to force it into her throat while her lips dragged at the inward-sliding prick. His hips jerked in an erratic manner and his balls slithered against her face.