“I’m glad you came, darling.”
“I wasn’t sure if I should.”
Billie placed the voice instantly. It was Marcia Tompkins, the quiet girl Billie had met the first day in class. She then remembered the look that had passed between her and the teacher. It seemed that they had recognized something in each other instantly.
“You do want to join the Lovers… don’t you, Marcia?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Then, come… sit with me on the bed.”
The teacher’s arm went around the girl’s shoulder. She was wearing a robe that she had evidently gotten from somewhere behind the drapes.
“You’ll like the Lovers, Marcia… both the boys and the girls.”
The woman turned the girl’s beautiful face to her own. She looked deeply and quietly into her eyes. Then, slowly, carefully, as though fearful of frightening her she drew the uncertain girl into her arms and captured her lips. The kiss lasted a long time. Then she folded her closer and turned her body so that the girl lay in her arms. Marcia responded, raising her arms and putting them around the older woman.
Marilyn ended the kiss. “Was that so very terrible, my darling.”
“No,” Marcia murmured into the soft, beautiful breast. “It was lovely.”
Smiling down at the girl in calm triumph, Marilyn drew her robe back and Marcia’s mouth was against her bare breast.
The older woman allowed, the girl to press her lips into the lush softness for a time. Then she turned again and laid Marcia on the bed.
“Let me undress you, darling.”
Marcia wore a sweater and skirt. Marilyn unzipped the skirt and pulled it down over the younger girl’s hips. She smiled down at her and ran her hands over the sweater, drawing it upward.
“Raise up, dear.”
Marcia obediently lifted herself and allowed the beautiful blonde to continue stripping her. Now she had on only panties and a bra.
Billie thought she could see Marcia’s long slim legs trembling as Marilyn bent over and kissed her again. The older woman unhooked the bra at the same time and removed it. Then she opened her robe and took Marcia into her arms. Marcia’s thigh muscles jerked at the contact; her arms went slowly around the woman above her. The muscles of her ankles tensed, then her feet slowly moved apart. Her knees went higher, her hips lifted.
Then her panties and bra were on the floor. Marilyn suddenly threw calm and caution to the winds. She tore the robe off and buried her face between Marcia’s lush breasts.
Billie could see then that the two cunts were locked together, frantically rubbing against each other.
“Oh darling, love me! Love me with your mind and your body… I need love so badly!”
Marcia’s arm went around the older woman. Strangely, she took command of the lovemaking. She rolled the teacher over on her back, reaching hungrily for her breast. The golden-haired beauty’s eyes glowed with pleasure and lust.
Then Marcia was wildly ramming her fingers in and out of Marilyn’s blonde-ringed pussy. The woman was going out of her mind with delight.
“Ohhhhh… yes, shit yes,” she groaned, twisting her hips and flailing her head from side to side.
Stimulated by her words, Marcia slipped from the bed to the floor. She crouched on her knees with her head between Marilyn’s wide-spread thighs. The teacher’s cunt was glistening with juice.
Marcia stuck out her tongue, teasingly, and licked her clitoris as she continued to ram three fingers into Marilyn’s cunt hole.
The thick aroma of the teacher’s cunt wafted across the room, filling both Thelma’s and Billie’s nostrils.
“Jesus… eatin’ pussy is not exactly my bag,” Thelma whispered, “but those two cunts have really got me turned on.”
Billie felt the same way, but she was not about to admit it. However, when she felt Thelma’s hand move between their bodies and find her pussy, she didn’t object.
“Mmmmmm your pussy is so good… so juicy,” Marcia said, rolling her head from side to side between the older woman’s thighs.
“Oh, yes… yes!” Marilyn urged her on. “Eat me… suck me! Stick your tongue on my cunt… drive me wild!”
Marcia pulled her fingers from the woman’s cunt and used both hands to spread the puffy lips wide apart. The damp, dark inner flesh of Marilyn’s cunt was laid bare to the girl’s tongue. Her whole body shook as Marcia jammed her tongue and her nose into the wet, elastic hole.
At the top of her sweetly shaped cunt, the hard little bud of her cut bobbed and glistened. It seemed to beckon to the younger girl.
“Now… now… my cunt… do it to my cunt!” Marilyn urged.
Marcia obliged willingly, grinding her chin into the cunt hole and her teeth against the knob of pleasure.
“Oooooohhhh,” Marilyn moaned loudly, her face contorted, turning from side to side as she lifted her cunt still higher for her lover’s consumption.
And then, suddenly, she screamed through a come, blasting her hot juices through her lower lips from the erupting well of her pussy.
Her body had barely stopped shaking when Marcia was off of her and strapping the big dildo around the teacher’s legs. The dildo was long and thick, with an enormous head.
“Now me… hurry, fuck me!” Marcia cried, slipping to the bed and raising her legs high in the air.
Marilyn fell between the girls spread legs and rammed half the huge cock into her cunt in one swift movement.
“Oh yes… Oh God, yes… all of it. Give me all of it… the whole fucking thing!”
A gasp erupted from Billie’s throat. “Jesus,” she said, “I can’t take anymore of this!”
“Me neither. C’mon,” Thelma replied, and tugged on her arm.
When they emerged, shaking, from the building, Thelma turned to her. “You’re hotter than hell, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” Billie admitted.
“Want to come up to my room for a while? Like I say, that’s not my bag, but I’m hot!”
“I’d rather have a cock,” Billie said.
“That’s a little rough this time of night, around a girls’ school. That’s why we formed the Lovers. Still say you don’t want in?”
“I’ll think about it,” Billie said, moving away. “By the way,” she said, turning back to the big girl, “how does Marilyn Carr fit in?”
“She’s one of the two faculty people we pay off to keep the Lovers alive. They get first crack at any new pussy that wants in the Club.”
“Who’s the other one?” Billie asked.
“A man… that’s all I can tell you unless you want in,” Thelma replied.
“Like I said, I’ll let you know,” Billie said. “But I doubt it.”
She hurried a rummaging in her purse for Carl Morgan’s address.
“All right,” Billie said, standing before him in the living room of the tiny apartment. “You win… for now. I came to you.”
“What do I win?” he said.
“This,” she said, and raised her skirt to her waist. She knew the crotch and the front of her panties were already soaked with juice from her pussy.
“I was wondering when you’d get horny again.”
“Jesus, what kind of a nut are you? Are you made of iron? Don’t you want to make love to me?”
“No,” he replied, “but I’d like to fuck you.”
“Love… fuck… what’s the difference? Let’s do something!”
“All right.”
He took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom and took off her clothes.
She stood very still as he removed her dress and slip; she leaned forward as he unhooked the bra to free her firm, magnificent breasts. He was so close that she could feel his breath on her swelling tits. And yet he did not touch them. Instead, he slipped his fingers inside her panties and pulled them down. She stepped out of them nervously. The heavy mound of pubic hair around her pussy seemed to glisten and pulsate with excitement. She felt little ripples shoot through her taut buttocks and go directly to the hot spot of passion in her quivering cunt.