Jean found herself staring down at her heavyset girlfriend as Beth unsnapped her shorts and slid them down her legs, then slipped her panties off. "Please sit down … Jean," Beth requested obsequiously. Jean did so, settling on the edge of the recliner and leaning back as Beth wormed between her thighs and extended her tongue for Jean’s third bout of cunnilingus in three days!
Beth wasn’t shy about it, either — she dove right in! Tongue rides had been a low-priority thing when she was with Hugh; Jean decided that maybe that was because he wasn’t that good at it. Apparently, there was a long list of things Hugh wasn’t that good at — many of which she had assumed that he WAS good at at the time … Well, he’d been her man, and overall, he’d done a pretty good job… "UUHHNNGGGHH!!!" Tongues were better than fingers — that much she had learned and learned well in the last week!
Candace, naked, was belting herself into some contraption. Looking up, she said, "Make sure you get everything you want from her, Jean! Grab her head and haul her around to the itchy spots!" Jean did as she was bid, burying her fingers in Beth’s thick, springy hair and getting full coverage on her clitoral hood, then pulling her head down to get a tongue-fuck. Cocks were better — especially Toby’s — but this was nothing to sneeze at…
Beth had been mortified at Jean’s arrival and Candace’s instructions, but Candace had clearly asserted herself on Beth’s ass; as far as Beth was concerned, there was no denying the blond woman. She wasn’t Jean’s peer, anyway; this just ended the deception, as far as Beth was concerned. She went where Jean led her; if Jean thought to get her asshole rimmed, she would do that, too…
Through a haze of pleasure, Jean watched Candace ponder which of two objects she was going to attach to the harness she was wearing. The mount point seemed to be right over her mons; the objects were a hard-looking eight inch vibrator and a gnarled-looking replica of a penis in black that was even bigger! As she watched, Candace tossed the vibrator on the pool table — then her eyes rolled up and she saw nothing for a bit as an orgasm tore through her. She was coming down, eyes closed, when she heard Candace say, "Up on your knees, Slut! It’s time to party hardy!"
In the interim, Candace had lubed the artificial cock liberally — but she deliberately did not lube Beth’s ass. Experience told her the monster phallus would go in — and it wouldn’t ruin Beth, because she knew what to do with such things and it WAS lubed — but it was going to hurt like a sonofabitch!
"OOOOGG!" Jean had a front row seat to watch Beth’s eyes pop as Candace applied pressure, forcing the blunt tip of the artificial cock against Beth’s unprepared anus. It was quite a sight, and she had to admit that whatever that made her, Jean was aroused by it.
"You’d better be eating pussy, Slut!" Candace grated. This wasn’t pleasant for her, either; she deliberately shifted the harness upward so it was more on her pubic bone and less on her clit. Once things were going, she could move it back down…
Gawd! What IS that? A baseball bat? Beth wondered. No, it was a little softer than a bat would be, thank God! She did what she was supposed to do to minimize the impacts, pushing as though she was using the toilet, and her opening gave way and began to flower open under the pressure.
But it had a long way to go, and a short time to get there; the blunt head of the artificial cock took a full normal distension of her anus and kept on coming, forcing Beth’s protesting sphincter to dimensions it hadn’t seen in some time — if ever! "AAAWWWWWW!!!!" Beth wailed around a tongue buried in Jean’s channel — all she could do, really, with her attention focused on the painful invasion of her ass! Tears poured; the thing hurt like Hell! But it was going in, and there didn’t seem to be anything she could do about it, pinned between Candace and Jean…
Finally, the mushroom head of the fake phallus passed her distended anal ring and Candace began rocking back and forth, working the ridged shaft into Beth’s abused ass. While she reached for the lube, Candace noticed that Beth’s efforts at pleasing Jean had slacked off, so she delivered an open-handed smack on Beth’s ass, forcing a cringing involuntary clamping down on her invading plunger, howling, "Lick, Bitch! You’re not done there!" Agonized by her involuntary reaction to the swat, Beth rushed to put her tongue back into gear.
Jean found that she wanted her nipples tweaked badly, but she was too inhibited to do it herself. Beth was draped on her, anyway, maybe… "Play with my nipples," she croaked.
After God knew how much painful jockeying, Candace was beginning to get some free play in that dildo’s motion in her ass — which meant she was starting to bang into Beth, rocking her. Beth didn’t really know whether she could get at Jean’s nipples or not … She wormed her hands up over Jean’s narrow torso.
If Jean had been any bigger, it would have been impossible, but Beth found her fingers were just long enough to push at the edged of Jean’s sports bra, trying to get under. Jean wrenched at her sleeveless blouse, popping a couple of buttons while hauling the bra up out of the way, and Beth’s fingers closed on two pointed nubs.
For Jean, that jacked things up — especially since with Candace pounding her from the rear, Beth was only capable of a more general flat-tongued wash of Jean’s slit. Jean helped steady Beth and control her by the grip she had on her hair, but it still wasn’t the targeted attack that Beth was capable of before Candace went to work abusing her ass.
Still, a couple of minutes later, Jean got her second orgasm of the day and collapsed back into the chair to let Beth tongue her wherever she was capable as she came down from the peak. Soon, things got a little too sensitive, and Jean backed off the chair, crawling over an arm to settle beside it and catch her breath. After resting a moment, she circled around to get a look at what horrors Candace was inflicting on poor Beth…
At some point, Candace had managed to get that monster dong all the way inside poor Beth; now she was running it back and forth over virtually its entire length in Beth’s distended ass. The thing was HUGE — over ten inches, certainly, and thick — and it was NOT smooth, having been sculpted with ropy veins and other lumps and bumps theoretically found on the real cock of some troll. Beth was visibly unhappy; now that she no longer had Jean to work on, she was more or less free to wail and grunt and moan as the giant phallus stretched and abused her anus. "Won’t that ruin her?" Jean asked.
"No," Candace puffed — the effort being serious work. "You’d be surprised what can go up there, if you take a little time with the initial work. But she’ll probably be sore for a week or so, anyway, and might have to take some precautions to keep from messing herself…" Candace grinned evilly. "You can help, you know…"
"Um, I can?" Jean blinked.
"Yeah. I want to make her enjoy it, godawful as it is, just to bring it home to her what a slut she is. Why don’t you take that vibe," Candace pointed it out on the pool table, "and run it under there and give her clit a good going over…"
Jean felt this odd rush of unholy glee; God, Candace was SOO bad! This was just NASTY! She lost no time collecting the vibrator, then slid under Beth and went to work with it.
Beth started ogling her, bug-eyed, when the vibrator hit her clit; she couldn’t seem to say anything — her mouth just opened and closed a few times. In the meantime, Candace backed off the jackhammering a bit to ensure that pleasure got the majority position in the activity.