"Oh yeah, baby!" Linda moaned, as Pam's mouth left hers and moved down to her breasts, which felt as if they had a life of their very own. Her delicate touch on the nipples now because fierce as she clamped her fingers in them and pushed them high onto her chest to ease the access for her tongue. And now she sucked on the throbbing nipples like a baby starved as Linda's body broke out into a canvas of goosebumps and she trembled with passion. She closed her eyes and felt only Pam's fingers and tongue, so thrilling and so gentle!!! And now she sucked in her breath, for she sensed Pam moving away from there and to her soft pubic curls. A moment later, she almost passed out from the pleasure of Pam sliding her middle finger into the damp crevice between her now sweaty thighs, but avoided specific contact with the blood-engorged clitoris, despite Linda's efforts to arch her back up as a sort of pleading invitation to provide the release that her whole body now ached for.
"Please baby!" Linda begged. "Do me, do me good. I need it so bad!"
Linda waited expectantly, her burning cuntal walls quivering with anticipation, as Pam slid her fingers into the tangled mass of pubic hair with an agonizing slowness. Linda couldn't take being tempted any longer. She arched up her hips again, this time getting onto her tiptoes and began grinding her throbbing clitoris into Pam's hand, finally reaching the island of relief for which she had been stretching for what had felt like an eternity, as if her whole life had been building up to this single moment. Once again, she was so totally excited so near the top of her maximum level of stipulation, that she easily roared into a shattering orgasm, her slippery pubic vee contracting spasmodically as if to spread the wonderment of pure white-hot sensation throughout every last cell of her inflamed, body.
She came and came again, blasting through to a higher level of complete lust with each moment of truth. She wanted to make it last forever, for she felt as if she was reaching into a place that might leave her so totally exhausted that she'd never be alive again.
But that tiny grain of guilt now stopped her, just as she had stripped away all other senses except for those brought on by the obviously well-learned manipulations of a high school cheerleader. She stopped her frantic thrusting and wondered why in the world she sensed that what she'd just done wasn't enough to exact the proper level of revenge on the O'Neill's and her husband. It had been nice all right – something she definitely wanted to try again – but it hadn't really done the job of making them feel a bit of the humiliation they had brought upon her recently. Let's see, she thought, as Pam relaxed on the floor, and occasionally reached over to Linda and ran her fingertips along her silken skin, usually somewhere near her still wet pussy. I need them to see this, just like I got to see them earlier.
Gary had come walking into the living room in a state of ill-concealed arousal, his steely cock so hard and big that the spongy tip peeked out of his jeans at the top. Linda guessed he had sneaked a peek in at her and Pam, rather than, say, looking at a picture of a naked model in a magazine, judging by just how he quivered now. And Linda became very analytical now and quickly decided that the only way to get revenge would, be for her and Pam to repeat their lesbian love scene – already, she was dripping love juice from between her thighs at the very idea – at her house, since there was no way anyone would come over to Gary's place at this hour of the morning, no matter how convincing the invitation sounded.
So this meant that they would have to go over to Linda's own home. And the only way to get over there now, while there was still a chance that both Steve and the O'Neill's would be there, would be to get Gary to drive them. And the only way Gary would drive would be if he was made part of the action right now, on the spot.
All this passed through her mind in an instant. So in the time it takes to blink an eye, she was next to Gary, massaging his swollen crotch, with his meaty erection threatening to burst open his pants. Already he began to buck his hips furiously, as if his aching cock were already buried deep into Pam's quivering, dripping cunt.
Pam's hands now joined Linda's and they made it possible for the two of them to come close to handling the full length and width of Gary's foot-long blood engorged member. With a practiced set of motions, Pam undid his jeans and slid them down his powerful muscular legs, then followed with slithering his miniature underpants down, revealing the throbbing blue-veined stiffness free to pulsate against his hard hairy belly.
Linda gasped in amazement as she ran her smooth little hands along the vibrating rock-hard shaft, almost thinking for a second that this huge hardness was somehow some kind of creature from outer space. Soon, though, Gary's moans brought her back to reality, along with his wagging of his hips, as if he needed to levitate not his body but his soul off the floor. His breath now came in tortured gasps as the women beat a tattoo on his quivering thickness and he began arching his back to try to put every millimeter of his body into securing the release of the sweet, hot semen that begged to burn its way right out of his bloated testicles if it weren't allowed to spurt out in the next instant.
With a massive moan, Gary threw back his head so far that it hung down to his knees, so now his turgid stiffness pushed up even further. And now, like a giant firecracker, it exploded with a giant gush that shot up to the ceiling, then another and then still another, as he screamed in exquisite pleasure, gyrating his hips to force out the maximum amount of boiling creamy sperm. And after the first shocks, his still thundering cock spurted out white-hot love juice in quarts so it ran down his thighs and calves, where Pam and Linda eagerly lapped it up like a couple of kittens going after milk. It was a first for Linda and the sense of doing something that she had felt was absolutely the essence of depravity made her feel wonderfully bold and more than willing to carry out her plans for revenge. It was deliciously wicked! Maybe she'd even include Gary in the little act of Sapphic love she had in mind for a special showing real soon at her own living room. She'd show them that she didn't need anyone else but herself to live her life for her – that she didn't need the parody of people deciding that they'd "excite" her by abusing her body against her will. Or a husband who'd give in to the first little whore that would come prancing by his nose. If they were going to treat her without any kind of respect, she'd have to find a way to embarrass them. And now she had one.
CHAPTER TEN
It hadn't been easy. "Linda, I want to keep on getting you and Gary off! I'm so horny right now that I want to die," Pam had screamed. And Gary had told her, "Linda, I really want to make you come, cause I think I could make you scream so bad. I want you to the max!!"
But she had told them how exciting it would be to do it in front of her husband and the O'Neill's. "You guys make me so horny," she told Pam and Gary, "that I want to have the best sex I can and this is the best way I can think of. Besides, I want to get back at my husband for messing around, especially with the wife of my boss. Now, I think he did a really crappy thing, and I don't think I should act as if it's no big deal, know what I mean? So I need your help."
They relented at last, but only after exacting a promise from Linda that they'd get to have her come back and do a three-way scene with them. Linda wasn't quite sure if that would be her cup of tea later on, but the idea of doing it in front of her husband and the O'Neill's excited her so that she readily agreed to come back several times for several sessions.
So they got dressed and piled into Gary's van. Pam and Linda sat in the back seat by Linda's design. She knew that she'd have to be more than just a little worked up to go blasting in the front door and start making lesbian love with a high school student, followed with a bit of three-way action with a high school football player.