“Is that what you want… to be sucked off or would you rather use it for some real action?” she asked.
“Suggestion… maybe?’
“Like… how would you like to fuck me?”
“Vivian honey… I’d love to… but I promised myself that if I got well… Faye’d be the first one I’d take care of!”
“Matt’s doing that!” she said, a little petulant. “I was hoping you’d choose me!”
Bill groaned. “Oh, Christ! Are you sure?”
Vivian opened the bedroom door, took the few steps down the hallway and looked into the living room to assure herself that Matt and Faye were, indeed, locked fast together in a naked sexual embrace. She watched for a moment, entranced as always, when she saw her husband in action; his head was down between Bill’s wife’s widespread legs, his tongue racing deeply up into the laciviously writhing young blonde’s cunt… and she knew, vicariously, what Bill’s wife was experiencing. It was all she could do to stand and watch, passively, and not give in to the urge to join them as she had many times. This was not the time for that.
She returned to Bill, in the bedroom, gratified to see that his cock still stood up hard and erect.
“The answer is a simple yes…” she told him. “Matt is sucking her cunt for all he’s worth… and she’s enjoying it no end!”
“The son-of-a-bitch!” Bill roared. “I-I’ll. He attempted to get off the table, an unreasonable rage boiling over in him, but he was still bound, tightly. He struggled, vainly to free himselfl
“What would you do… if you could get off that table?”
“I’d pull that bastard off of her… and beat the hell out of him!” he rasped, still struggling with his bonds.
“Why? He’s doing her the same kind of favor I did for you!” she told him. “He’s teaching her how to really respond to a man… and she’ll be a better wife for you… afterward!”
Bill stopped to listen, now. “You two lechers really got this all planned out… didn’t you?”
“Yes… but now… we have to have your cooperation… to make it work!”
“What do you mean…?” he growled. “That you not interfere with what Matt’s doing!”
“Not interfere…!?” he exploded. “That’s my wife he’s sucking… in there!”
And, I’m Matt’s wife! I’m offering myself to you… if you want me?” she said.
He stopped struggling. “You mean… a-a swap…!”
“Exactly!”
“All right, God damn it! You’re on!”
“There’s just one thing…”
“What’s that?” He was curious.
“I want you to watch Matt fucking your wife… then Matt and she will watch you fuck me… OK?”
“Why? That sounds crazy!”
“It’s part of the treatment?’ Vivian told him.
“I don’t get it!”
“It’s to cure you both of any jealousy… before you can be members of our group!” she explained, patiently, hoping he didn’t have any more questions.
“You mean… you want us… Faye and I… to…?
“Join our group!” Vivian finished for him. Bill smiled… “That’s your swap club?” “Yes… any more questions?”
“Is this… sort of like a test… “You could call it that…”
“Does Faye know…?”
“Mat’ll tell her,” she answered. “Now, do you have any more questions before I let you loose?”
“No… no more questions!” he said.
“All right… now I have a couple I’d like to ask,” Vivian said, her face serious, now.
“O.K…”
“Do you want to join?” she asked.
“Yes!” His response was quick.
“You have to join as a couple… both of you have to agree to it… understand?”
“Yes…” He understood, instantly, that the burden would be upon him to convince Faye they should join.
“All right…” Vivian agreed. “I’m going to let you up… and we’ll go watch! But not a sound… and don’t interfere… O.K.?”
“I understand… perfectly!” Bill grinned. “Anyway… I want off this damned table… so I can get my hands on you!”
Chapter Nine
Faye’s body responded almost automatically, in a vain attempt to escape him, her legs jerked, convulsively, trying to clamp them together, but she had held open to him, a loud groan wailing up from her chest; as her buttocks ground helplessly back and down into the soft cushions of the couch to take her genitals out of reach. It was to no avail; his mouth followed, persistently, continuing to perform the bestial outrage against her young defenseless pussy. She churned within with loathing and revulsion, and she wailed out her degradation, as his tongue darted in and out of her helplessly seething cunt in veritable insane fury.
“000ooohhhh! M-My God! UUuuuuugggh!” She groaned with helplessness in the horror of her debased humiliation, her head wagging, negatively, as though hypnotized by his lewd sucking, she still kept it raised to watch his violently erotic assault on her secret little vagina that only Bill had touched before. This couldn’t be true! It can’t… actually b-be happening t-to me…?”
Her mind was in a whirl; she couldn’t think straight, but she knew it was wrong… wrong! And as his agile tongue raced up her unreceptive, yet rapidly moistening cunt, she wailed, “Oh, Dear God… Matt! Stop it! P-Please…?” she begged in her deep feeling of shame, but she was aware, at the same time, that those unwanted twinges of pleasure were still there, building, pervading her whole body with unnatural desire, as his depraved tongue snaked in and out of her moist, throbbing cuntal passage.
With unexpected suddenness, his hands slid up over her smooth white belly to the full firmness of her aching, hard-nippled breasts, squeezing and clawing them with almost brutally hard fingers, while below his mouth and tongue kept up constant movement in the wide-spread flesh of her cunt. Moistly obscene sucking sounds filled the living room, and as she watched, unable to tear her eyes away from the obscene scene taking place down between her legs, she saw that his eyes were raised just above her golden-haired, pubic fleece to watch her. Dimly, she thought he was watching her face… waiting and watching for her surrender to his debauchery of her body. He must think I’m. ready t-to give in… completely!
Determinedly, Faye clenched her tiny hands into fists, her hands held in tight and helpless to her ribs, her whole vibrant, naked body fighting against the perverted act he was forcing upon her defenseless body. She knew she was trapped, but she wouldn’t give up… yet. She could exert her will over her weak, traitorously responding flesh. She would resist with everything in her. It was a matter of mind over matter.
She let her mind wander to other things, in an effort to blot out what was happening to her. A flitting thought came to her. Bill! Could it really be possible? Could he be… m-making love to Vivian… in the bedroom?
Two contradictory feelings smote her, at once. Bill was being unfaithful to her… if he was doing it to Vivian, and she felt a proper jealousy rage through her… momentarily… But… if he is… that means he’s well… and everything’ll be all right!
Then: Oh, God! I-Im… on the verge of… of being unfaithful… t-to Bill! I can’t resist m-much longer…!
Insanely, her thoughts spun around and around each other like mutually dependent satellites, and there was no resolution for them. Below, Vivian’s husband, Doctor Bender continued to suck, wildly, at her naked cunt… and with futile desperation, she tried to keep from acknowledging the insanely erotic sensations that raced maddeningly through every fiber of her being, subjugated, completely, by the vilely teasing act.
Bill had wanted to do that to her. How many times had he asked her… tried to do it to her?
And just as many times she had refused to let him… simply because she believed it to be a perversion… and wrong! If she had known something like this would happen, she would never have gone to Doctor Bender’s office to ask his help… for Bill. She was being debased, degraded and humiliated beyond her wildest imagination… and there was nothing she could do about it… absolutely nothing! She could but lie there and accept whatever vile act this mad doctor wanted to perpetrate upon her helpless body. Somehow, she had brought it on herself… simply by wanting to help her husband to regain his manhood.