The next morning Shanti briefed Laura on the plan. The girl was at first
reluctant as she and Jody had become almost inseparable, but when Shanti
reminded her of what they had seen the night they looked in on her
parents,
especially the size of her father's rod, the girl became most willing.
For Claire's benefit, Shanti made several bogus phone calls and even went
out for a couple of hours to supposedly arrange tonight's encounter.
When she returned, she found Claire in the kitchen busying herself
baking.
"Where are Jody and Laura?" asked Shanti already knowing the answer.
"Out for a drive," answered Claire, tears still visible in her eyes.
"She'll be here at eleven-thirty. I made it late so Laura and Jody would
probably be in bed," said Shanti with a lifeless voice which belied her
true
excitement.
Claire winced.
"I'm sorry," said the younger woman. "I know much of this is my
fault....."
"No," Claire interrupted, "I'm getting exactly what I deserve. I didn't
have
to let you seduce me, have sex with you, but I did. I've always been weak
and now I've put my whole life, our children, our happiness in jeopardy."
Tears began flowing amid great sobs of grief.
"Why do I always screw things up? When we were first married, I almost
destroyed our marriage with my drinking and affairs. Now I've cheated on
my
husband again, driven him to prefer other women in his bed. Why? Why
must I
always destroy what I want the most?"
The last words were almost unintelligible. Her sobs increased and
practically took her breath as she tried to pour out her feelings to a
woman
who held her hand and outwardly sympathized, but inwardly laughed,
reveling
in Claire's misery.
"What will you do?" asked Shanti.
"What can I do? I must do what he wants. I deserve this humiliation, but
the
kids.....they must never see that picture.
I don't think I could.....would want to live without my children!"
"I'd like to help," breathed Shanti, walking up from behind.
"Help, but how......? Shanti's arms went around the woman, her hands
cupping
large breasts while her fingers and thumbs squeezed nipples.
"No, this is what got me into....."
But already her eyes were closing and she was reaching back to caress the
lips now kissing her ears and neck.
"The only way you will be able to forget what is going to happen
tonight, is
to concentrate on now," Shanti said, spinning Claire around and kissing
her
deeply.
"But I..."
"We are alone, Claire, truly alone."
Shanti pushed the older woman against the wall. While her hands
unbuttoned
blouse and bra, Shanti slid her leg between Claire's and brought her
knee up
hard against the crotch of the excited older woman.
Claire's breathing was heavier. She knew what was in store for her, her
heart pounding with anticipation.
"Since you're always messing things up, what do you think you deserve,
Claire?"
"... to be punished" The slap caught her across the face as Shanti's
other
hand pulled off her blouse and bra.
"So you climb in bed with women, do you?"
"...Yes..." came the outwardly weak, but inwardly excited reply.
Slap!
"Suck their tits!"
".....Yes....."
Slap "Put your tongue in their pussies!"
".....Yes....."
Slap Claire slid to her knees, looking up to Shanti in supplication.
"Then let's see how good you are at it!" sneered the Creole, hiking her
skirt, revealing she wore nothing underneath.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" cried Claire, her mouth opening to accept her
punishment.
As she finished her fifth orgasm, Shanti smiled, realizing she had Claire
Walker exactly where she wanted her.
CHAPTER NINE
There was a knock at the bedroom door. Drummond and his submissive wife
had
retired soon after Jody and Laura said good night and had been waiting
for
this moment, one with eager anticipation, the other with resignation and
despair.
Drummond acted shocked when Shanti quietly slipped in.
"Well?" he snapped.
"She's here," said Shanti.
"Well, bring here in!"
"She has a request."
"What kind of request?"
"She wishes to keep her identity a secret."
"A secret?"
"Yes. She lives nearby, her father works for your company and she is well
thought of by her friends and family," said Shanti, thinking to herself
that
while her statements might be misleading, they were not altogether false.
"For these reasons, she is willing to take less money if you will allow
her
to service you in darkness and not be asked to speak, so no one can know
her
identity."
"In the dark?" repeated Drummond just as he and Shanti had rehearsed,
"Hey,
I'm not so sure I like that....."
Claire spoke up softly, pleadingly.
"Please Drummond, please!" she beseeched as she hoped both she and the
woman
might salvage some small measure of dignity if they could provide their
carnal services in darkness.
"Well....." mused Drummond.
"Otherwise, sir," informed Shanti, "she will refuse altogether."
"And you'll be out hunting up someone new!" he retorted.
"Drummond, please!" begged Claire.
"Oh, all right!" he finally declared, amazed at how easily his wife had
been
manipulated into exactly what Shanti had planned, "but she had better be
good.....and so had you!" he reminded her by reaching over and painfully
squeezing Claire's nipple.
"If you are in agreement, I will send her in," said Shanti.
"Yes, by all means!" he grinned at Shanti as he motioned for Claire to
turn
out the table lamp.
Shanti flipped out the overhead light as she was closing the door,
leaving
the room in total darkness.
Claire's voice was little more than a whisper.
"It's not too late, Drummond. Call it off! Don't do this!"
"Shut up! You're the one who wanted something different.
Well , you're about to get it!" Several seconds passed as both husband
and
wife peered into the darkness. Their attention was suddenly riveted to
the
sound of the door handle turning softly. Slowly the door swung open.
The small light at the end of the hall was on, silhouetting the figure
who
stood in the doorway. The lines of her thin body showed clearly through
the
flimsy negligee.
"My God Drummond, she's only a girl!" whispered Claire.
"Hush and keep quiet," he retorted. "Come on over here," he invited, "and
let's get to know each other."
Claire and Drummond saw hands reach to the shoulders and the nightie fall
away. The nude figure slowly shut
the door.
"Over here, just climb in bed between us," intoned Drummond into the
darkness.
They felt the bed give slightly as the mystery woman entered from the
foot
of the bed and slowly brought her body up between them.
Drummond began running his hands over the lithesome body, fondling the
nipples of the almost non-existent breasts, then reaching down to her
buttocks and squeezing the firm young cheeks.
Claire also felt her husband's hands on the girl's hips.
She lay close, keeping her hands to herself, but as the young body began
to
respond to her husband's touch, Claire's temperature began to rise and
her
own nest became wet as her heart began to pound.
"Claire, make this young thing welcome."
The voice was calm, but the undertones carried the threat of
ramifications
which Claire do not wish to face. Her arms went around the thin body and
her
hands cupped the small breasts. Her lips kissed the back of the neck. She
could hear the girl's breathing become more rapid and felt the girl
momentarily push her rear against Claire's nest.
Drummond's hand found his daughter's nest and began playing teasingly in
her
pubic hair. His other hand cradled her face and his lips closed on hers.
The
moment was scintillating for them both. Her hand found his erect phallus
at
the same instant his finger found her clitoris. Their kisses became more
frantic as his tongue found the deepest recesses of her mouth and throat
and
she eagerly drank from him.
Claire, despite herself, was excited as well. Her hands explored the
girl's
anus. The young body pushed against her finger and Claire, her own
breathing
coming now in small gasps, gathered her courage and slowly her finger
entered the tight young rectum.
Claire thought to herself that considering the damage Drummond's penis
had
done to her own, mature anus, if he entered this poor girl, she could be
severely injured. Yet, she knew he would. He had taken her twice today in
her anus with no consideration as to how sore she was and that she was
having trouble keeping her bowels from discharging spontaneously. Yes, he
would take her, without considering that he might literally rip her
apart.
She felt sorry for what she knew the girl faced and so to try to prepare
her, she began pushing and stretching with her fingers in the hope of
enlarging the girl enough for Drummond's massive rod. First a single
finger,
then a second.
She felt the girl whine slightly but knew her two fingers would be
nothing
compared to what would impale her there later.
Laura squirmed on Claire's fingers as her nest was equally responsive to
her
father's stimulation. The feelings of taboo were no longer restraints,
but
rather stimulants to her desire to have carnal knowledge of the man and
woman who were probing her most intimate recesses. As Drummond's tongue
again filled her mouth and throat, she took his phallus in both hands.
She
could feel it throbbing and she shared his ache to have it deep within
her.
She felt Claire's other hand squeeze her nipple, sending new shivers
throughout her body. She was thrusting now, first forward to take her
father's finger in her nest, then backward to drive Claire's fingers
farther
in her tight, dark hole.
Neither Drummond nor Laura could restrain themselves any longer. Claire
withdrew from her rear and Laura quickly lay on her back, spread her
legs to
accept the huge gift. As she felt his shaft begin to part her vaginal
lips,
she whispered in his ear so that only he could hear, "Yes, Daddy, it's
all
yours!" Her scream was stifled by Claire's lips upon her own.
Shanti had been correct. As good as Jody was, his lance was no match for
his
father's. She felt the massive shaft stretch her vaginal lips widely and
,
as he thrusted, reach much farther into her than Jody ever had. She rose
repeatedly to take him while Drummond's own powerful thrusts excited her
G
spot and pleasure mound. As Drummond's body convulsed shooting her full
of
his seed, Laura was mindless with ecstasy, experiencing both vaginal and
clitoral orgasms.
As Drummond rolled over beside her to recuperate, Laura felt Claire move
upward to the head of the bed where she lay back, her legs spread, to
accept
her reward from the young vixen. Laura was surprised at how sweet her
mother
tasted. Her tongue played over Claire's clitoris until the older woman
was
gasping in joy and orgasmed unknowingly into the mouth of her own
daughter.
Laura had gone to all fours as she drank from Claire's nest. Before the
first waves of pleasure subsided in Claire, Drummond was in Laura again,
this time from behind. As she brought Claire to climax for the third
time,
Laura's own body again heaved in orgasm while her nest juices flowed
around
Drummond's rod. He withdrew momentarily and Laura was feverish to have
him
again. She knew where it would be this time and her overwhelming lust was
tempered somewhat by the knowledge of how large he was.
Her scream of, "Oh God!" was muffled in Claire's nest, otherwise her
mother
might have recognized her voice. Laura felt she would burst, that her
body
was being ripped open. As gentle as he was and despite the abundance of
lubrication, his penis was simply too large to enter her anus.
Disappointing
her father was the last thing on her mind, however, so she closed her
eyes,
bit her tongue, reached back to spread her anal lips as widely as
possible
and without concern for her overstretched anal canal, pushed backward
with
all her might. By the third push she had him buried completely in her
bowels. Tears and orgasm flowed together as Laura took him again and
again
until she felt him explode, felt his warm seed inside her.
Laura's hands reached up to fondle Claire's lusciously full breasts.
Laura
was envious, hoping her own would someday match those of her mother., but
knowing she would be content with a bosom even half her mother's
measurements. Claire scooted downward until her head was between Laura's
legs where she began to feast. Laura's small body rode her mother's
mouth to
orgasm repeatedly.
While Claire's tongue continued to drive her to climax after climax,
Laura
bent over and her mouth found Drummond's penis. Even though only
semi-erect,
his long shaft filled her mouth and throat. Not yet having learned how to
deep throat a penis, Laura was stunned as her father obviously wanted
more.
Slowly, she took him
deeper, fighting back the urge to gag time and
again.
As her lips finally rested in his pubic hair, his rod spasmed and she
felt
the rush of hot sperm. Not even having to swallow, she felt it ooze its
way
into her stomach. She took him back into her mouth and shortly he was
throbbing again.
Drummond laid on his back.He helped Laura to straddle his head, placing
her
nest in his mouth while he pulled Claire across him to bury his manhood
in
her nest as she also rode him.
Both women orgasmed repeatedly. Claire was thankful as she felt her
husband's seminal fluid shoot into her. Perhaps she was still good
enough to
bring him satisfaction. Nagging at the back of he mind, however, was the
fact that as he came, his hands were fondling the breasts and his tongue
was
inside the nest of a woman only half her age.
The three were exhausted and napped a bit. Claire awoke to find the
girl's
tongue in her rear. The sensation was erotic, not at all like the
invasive
pain of a penis. She squirmed a bit on the soft wet tongue and lips
before
she and Laura rolled into the classic sixty-nine position and feasted on
each other's nest. Three orgasms later, Claire held the mystery girl in
her
arms and their kiss was long, tender and sweet.
"Don't take him away from me, please," Claire whispered into the girl's
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