"Too soon, Sally Sue," he said finally. "Why don't you do Virgie?"
"What?" the befuddled raven haired divorcee mumbled, her drugged mind not comprehending his suggestion.
"Love me the way I loved you," Virgie whispered wickedly and drew Sally Sue's wet lips to the rising bud of her nipple. "It's nice… really nice… try it."
Deep within Sally Sue a small voice said 'DON'T' but she was only aware of the delicate hands stroking her naked body and the warmth of the teenager's breast pressed to her eager lips. She didn't want to do anything like this, but the sweet scent of girl flesh filled her flaring nostrils. It was an aphrodisiac.
As had happened with Terry, she felt herself being guided by the deft young fingers while some instinct led her to lick and kiss the pale flesh of the honey-haired young girl. Her tongue flicked out, wetting the flat little belly, and Sally Sue found herself instinctively sliding down between the slender, wide splayed legs as little Virgie drew her knees up and offered the softly furred plane of her genitals. The fingers of her left hand slowly parted the pulsing pink lips of her teenage cunt, and Sally Sue's nostrils went wide as she caught the first scent of ready young girlhood.
She could see the pale coral flesh glistening with juices and the tiny bud of Virgie's clitoris. Her little pussy was so beautifully framed with curls the color of ripe wheat. For a long moment she stared at the pulsing vaginal lips, and then it took only the slightest pressure from Terry's hand on her head before with an agonized moan of hunger, she dropped her salivating mouth to the wide-splayed 'vee' of the teenage girl's little pussy.
"Aaaagggg…" Virgie sighed as her thighs closed around Sally Sue's beautiful face. "Oooohhh… darling… your mouth is so hot!"
Sally Sue was momentarily swept with a shame she couldn't overcome. Doing this obscene forbidden thing with a girl was even worse than what she had done with her virgin mouth to Terry. But she couldn't stop as her carnal urges took complete hold of her mind and sensibilities.
With her first taste of Virgie's succulent young pussy, Sally Sue understood why the teenage blonde was what she had become. And she found herself knowing just what to do instinctively. Her wildly flickering tongue slid from side to side up the ragged flanges of the girl's cunt as Virgie ground it up to her eagerly sucking mouth. And then she heard Virgie almost scream with pleasure when it came in contact with her erect tiny clitoris for the first time.
Sally Sue licked furiously, her long tongue slashing up and down, even twirling sensuously around the tiny rose of Virgie's puckering anus. Fiercely she cupped the squirming soft buttocks in her hands and pulled the seething mound of Venus tight against her mouth as her tongue found the depths of Virgie's wetly clasping cuntal passage and explored. She could feel the deep internal muscles sucking at her tongue just as she had only a short time before sucked Terry's hard young cock so voraciously.
Clamped tight to her wildly bobbing head, Sally Sue felt the sweat-sleek thighs of the young girl. She found herself pulling the clamping legs wider and burying her face in the sweetness of the teenage cunt as Virgie surged up to meet her probing, ravenous mouth.
"Aaaajjjjj.. " Sally Sue moaned in ecstasy as an uncontrollable thrashing shook the youngster and then there was a great gush of sweetness, like syrup, flowing into her ravening mouth and she was urgently licking and sucking every bit of it. "Oooohhh!!!!"
Sally Sue had completely forgotten Terry was in the bed with them, until suddenly she felt his fingers slide deep into her cunt. Instantly it triggered her own wanton orgasm as she licked the delicious young pussy even more furiously. She didn't slow her oral loving for an instant even when the finger moved from her pulsing cunt, up the nakedly spread cheeks of her ass and relentlessly burrowed into the tight little ring of her rectum. She was so wild with desire that she found herself grinding back against it until it was sunk to the hilt in her warm, wet back passage, twisting, stretching her. She was aware that the reaming digit hurt, but she didn't care. It was making the sensations she felt from her wetly sucking lips and probing tongue all that more exquisite.
Finally it was the satiated Virgie who cried out and begged her to stop. Sally Sue's sensuous mouth and exploring tongue were exhausted, and as Terry's finger slid from her wildly puckering anus with a lewd popping sound, the older woman collapsed between the young girl's wide-splayed legs, her brain a blur.
She had never dreamed sex could be like this…
Exhausted, Sally Sue quickly fell asleep, without realizing that the two teens were quietly dressing and departing.
The barking of the big dog wanting his breakfast awoke Sally Sue Bennett in the morning. For a time she lay in bed, her thinking disorganized. She knew something had happened during the night. There was a tingling in her loins, and for some reason her lips were swollen and there was a sticky sweetness in her mouth. It took some time to recall. She knew she hadn't been drunk. She had no headache, no hangover, but it was all fuzzy. She breathed deeply and the unmistakable scent of sex filled her nostrils.
It came back slowly to her, like the memory of a nightmare.
It couldn't have happened!
Yet there were expended flash bulbs on the floor to confirm her kaleidoscopic recollections..
She recalled innocent-looking Virgie arriving. And then having a cigarette with her… and then somehow they were in bed and Virgie was between her legs and a tongue wetly delving into her pussy. She associated a wild carnal pleasure with this.
And then bright lights flashing – the camera – oh God, Terry!
The two teenagers both in bed with her. Virgie whispering in her ear… and then her mouth filled with the boy's penis and finally the sweet gushing of his delicious young cum.
And then she doing to Virgie what Virgie had done to her!
It had to be the nightmare of the century. Sally Sue wanted to scream. What in God's name had ever come over her!
She prayed it was all a hallucination brought on by the medication she was taking for her infected wrist. But the discarded flashbulbs told her it had been real. In a daze, the shocked divorcee stumbled into the bathroom and quickly showered, hoping to wake up. Then she busied herself with feeding her animals and finally sat down to a cup of coffee. As she sipped it and the caffeine surged into her bloodstream, the details came back in shocking brilliance. With the drug dissipated, she began to remember it all, her subjugation and debasement by the teenagers she had thought were innocent.
What terrified her most of all was her memory of how she had become such an eager participant, overwhelmingly fulfilled in ways which she had never dreamed of!
God help me! the distressed woman sobbed as suddenly she realized this was not something from which she could run.
Her deeply buried carnality had been brought to the surface after all these years. If she quit her job and went to another place, even a big city, the same thing would happen again only with a different supporting cast.
Well, in a place like San Francisco, far out sex was the accepted thing.
But not with teenage boys and girls, and Sally Sue was sure, that no matter how good her intentions, they were the ones she would gravitate to.
A psychiatrist? No! She knew that therapy, even if successful, would take a longtime, and the temptations during that time would be too great.
She put her hands to her face and cried.
The persistent ringing of the door chimes pulled her out of her weeping fit. Belting her robe around her lithe body and dabbing at her eyes, Sally Sue went nervously to answer it. She wasn't expecting anyone. It might even be the police come to arrest her. But it was a grinning Stan Oakes attired in the latest sports shirt, slacks and boots right out of the pages of Playboy. His red Ferrari was parked in the drive. For a moment she stared at him dumbly as his eyes swept wantingly over her figure.