The thought excited Nina so much she could no longer prolong her teasing foreplay. With a little moan of passion she sank the fingers of both hands into the soft black 'vee' of curls and pulled apart the moistly throbbing cuntal lips, exposing the moist pink flesh at the top of June's pussy.
Immediately she began to lick it with strong lusty strokes, burrowing her quivering wet tongue down the steaming slit until she reached the pulsing little clitoral bud. An answering moan of yearning broke from deep in June's throat, and her legs jerked spastically apart, opening the whole wide valley of her succulent young cunt to Nina's voraciously sucking mouth and darting tongue. The blonde woman passed her hands under June's smooth rounded buttocks and gradually tugged her onto her side so that they were pressed breast to tummy against each other. Then she plunged her golden head into the dark exhilarating wilderness of the innocent young brunette's genitals, closing her eyes and giving herself up completely to the delightful task of stimulus and gratification. Alternately she sucked the swollen little clitoris, then swirled her tongue up into the slick velvety entrance of the eagerly dilating vagina. She could sense the storm brewing up there in the other woman's secret spaces, the gathering flood of misty juices and the titanic upheaval soon to come. Feeling June's heated, uneven breath on her pubic mound, she raised her leg and waited with a delicious longing for the first timid closing of hungry lips around her clitoris. She was sure she wouldn't have long to wait.
When Nina raised her leg and exposed her moistly glistening vaginal flesh in all its blushing splendor less than six inches from her face, June felt a momentary wave of revulsion wash over her, but also a strong undertow of morbid fascination. Ever since she could remember she had always considered sexual organs to be ugly… a necessary evil. In the past couple of months she had studied her own in mirrors, and in the bitter remorseful aftermaths of her lonely orgies had found them downright repulsive. But now the more closely she examined the intricate pink petal lips and slickly gleaming coral flesh of Nina's cuntal slit — with its erectile pulsating clitoris and the sweet little mouth of the vagina which seemed almost to be gasping for breath, its contractions were so rapid — the more beautiful it seemed, and the more she felt an urgent impulse to bury her head there and smear her face with the rich juices whose heady aroma was making her mind reel… But God… oh God she couldn't! She just couldn't let herself be drawn into that sinful act!
Dazedly, as she sank deeper and deeper into the whirlpool of sensual abandon created by Nina's relentlessly sucking mouth, June raised her head and looked down at the other woman's face obscenely buried between her legs and the mass of golden hair that fanned out over her thigh and tangled in with her black pubic hairs. The sheer lewd wantonness of the sight sent a jolt of re-doubled desire through her anguished nerve-ends, and she watched the nuzzling blonde head as if bewitched in a lecherous spell, feeling herself sucked deeper and deeper into the spinning vortex of forbidden pleasure with each new pressure of Nina's velvet wet mouth and tongue. Finally she could stand it no longer. With a low animal-like moan she lay back down, and pulled Nina's hotly trembling pussy down against her face, mouthing the juicy fuming furrow almost savagely in her final surrender. God, it tasted so delicious!
'Ooooohhhhh!' Nina cried in a muffled voice. 'Oh God, June, it feels so wonderful. Oooohhhhhh — that's it! Lick me. There! Oh yes… oh… oh… faster! Faster!'
June locked her arms around her female ravisher's hips and sucked ardently, teasing the older woman's quaking little clitoris just as Nina was doing to her own, drinking in her pungent cuntal juices with a desperate thirst acquired over the long lonely years. God, she was actually doing it! She was almost smothering in that valley of squirming pink flesh as she strove to spear her eager tongue farther up into Nina's honeyed vagina, swabbing it around the smooth elastic walls… Almost smothering and loving it, glorying in it! She was down at the very pit bottom of the vortex now, spinning with such dizzying speed her mind darkened and the walls of the room seemed to fly away. All sense of space vanished, and the dark deliciously churning crevice of Nina's pussy was all that was left. And then… miraculously… she felt herself cumming…
Desperately she seized Nina's engorged clitoris in her mouth and teeth, nipping it and flipping it wildly with her tongue in her efforts to bring the blonde woman to the same blinding climax that was boiling up inside her own shamelessly aroused body. Nina responded with a savage mewl and ground her lathered pussy fiercely down against June's bruised lips in frantic pursuit of the longed-for release. The two women thrashed together in mad unison on the shaking bed for what was the longest moment in June's life.
'Aaaaiiiieeee, I'm cumming. I… I… I'm cummmmiiinnggg!'
A barbaric wail broke from her throat and she was gone… tumbled head over heels in the turbulent sea of her orgasm, buffeted violently this way and that by the deep convulsive currents of rapture that flooded her body and mind.
'Ooooohhhhhhh, so… wonder… ful!' Seconds later she gasped in gratitude as she heard Nina's agonized groan above her and felt her friend's orgasm explode against her face. Nina's pelvis began a wild grinding down against her mouth and abruptly there came a heated flood of cum which she hungrily swallowed, continuing to lick and lave the other woman's wetly convulsing cunt just as Nina was doing to her until the last spasmodic little twitch dwindled into luxurious post-climactic calm. They lay there limp and satisfied, their faces cradled between each other's sheltering thighs, feeling a sweet lassitude of satisfaction…
'What the hell's going on in there!' Axel Borman's angry voice bawled at them through the locked door. He rattled the knob furiously and began to thump loudly on the upper panel. 'Open up! Open up, Goddamnit!' he bellowed.
Nina and June jackknifed to sitting positions, clutching each other in terror. 'Shhhhh,' Nina whispered. 'Maybe he'll go away. But for Godsake if he breaks in, don't resist him. I'll try to keep him away from you, June honey, just don't leave me alone with him when he's like this…'
CHAPTER FIVE
When he heard Nina slam the door of the guest bedroom and lock it after he slapped her, Axel poured himself a hefty shot of bourbon neat in a highball glass and selected a fresh cigar. There was a sardonic glint in his flinty grey eyes under their grizzled brows and the barest shadow of a cruel smile on his hard sensual mouth. In a way this was the moment he savored most. He had just given the wheel of fate a random spin… and now to see what would happen.
One thing he was ready to stake his last dollar on — Nina was going to enjoy herself breaking in this big timid black-haired broad from Maryland — and he certainly didn't begrudge her that. It turned him on to see her make it with another woman from time to time, and the act only made her all the more itchy for him. Unfortunately the scenario didn't call for him to watch them sucking each other's hot little pussies this time but what the hell, he shrugged philosophically, you can't have everything.
As he lit his cigar, he made himself a mental bet that he would hear a symphony of lewdly unmistakable moans and wails from the guest bedroom before he had smoked it to the end. Then he picked up the phone and called his friend Jock Richmond who lived in an elegant renovated townhouse on a quiet tree-lined street in the East Seventies.
'How'd it go?' he asked when Jock came on the line against a background of party chatter and clinking glasses.
'No sweat,' Jock drawled casually. 'In fact, it was a gas. If I ever go broke, I think I can make a good living snatching purses.'
'You won't go broke,' Axel grunted. 'What was in the bag?'
'Nothing important,' Jock replied. 'Sixty odd dollars, driver's license, the telegram, locker key, lipstick, hairpins…'
'What did the telegram say?' Axel asked.
'Tiffany in terrible trouble. Need your help desperately. And the address.' Jock answered promptly. 'Just what you told Gallagher. Signed Cliff, of course.'
'Good,' Axel said adding drily. 'We can call them Cliff and Tiff. A cute couple.'
'Yeah,' Jock agreed. 'And I picked up the suitcase at the station. This girl certainly doesn't go in for wild lace panties or anything like that. Stella said she had never seen such a prim and proper assortment of clothes. Not to say downright drab. You sure we got the right bird, Axel? There weren't even any cosmetics in the suitcase, except
