Then she let two of her fingers slip into the wetly seeping opening of Arlene's pliant cunt, plunging up, up into her clasping vaginal passage, softly pushing against the walls as her tightly held together fingers traveled the full length of the other woman's warmly awakening pussy.
'Aaaaaaaah!' Ella cried out in response to Arlene's cry of pleasure.
'Get on top! Get on top!' Ron urged excitedly.
Erick thought he was going to cum any second, and momentarily stopped the intense beating of his hand against his blood-swollen cock as he pulled the thick foreskin all the way back, letting his huge bulbous cock-head stand out proudly and ferociously.
Ella did not wait to be told a second time, and almost eagerly she climbed up from between Arlene's tremblingly widespread legs, without removing her firmly implanted fingers from the throbbing furrow of the other woman's cunt.
The humiliated young girl climbed halfway on top of Arlene, pressing her own naked breasts down against the voluptuously quivering shapes of Arlene's larger breasts. Arlene sighed loudly as she felt the soft sensation of breasts pressing against hers, while Ella's fingers still swirled insistently around up inside her tingling cunt. The combination was unbearable. It was comfort and warmth, it was mother love with sex added… everything she who had lost her mother at an early age wanted and needed. Arlene made one last desperate effort to control herself, to call back that dignified and alert young woman she usually was; but it was no use. Even with the two onlookers, the lewdly engrossed brothers, she still could not prevent herself from letting go. There was nothing left for her but the incredibly perverted thrill of Ella's love making and she abandoned herself to it as though she were drowning and Ella's slender body would keep her afloat.
Ella could feel the change in Arlene and it inspired her. Moaning softly to herself, she began to rub her dark hair-fringed cunt down against the quivering mound of Arlene's pussy while Arlene writhed sensuously beneath her, her legs straining apart. She just didn't care anymore. Ella felt a wonderful sense of power that she could make Arlene respond to her this way… that she could bring such pleasure to the older woman's loins. It gave her a completely different vision of herself; she was no longer just a maid to be attacked whenever Erick Cassidy felt like it… or to wait years for a fiancee that she was realizing she didn't even love. She was a person… a woman who could bring pleasure to an intelligent and forceful lady like Arlene Pickering as well as any man could!
Arlene moaned as Ella increased her caresses, slipping her fingers in and out of the brunette's lust-aroused pussy as though she were possessed by a demon, wriggling her small shapely body nakedly against hers, letting the silky flesh of it blend with hers as her hair-covered pussy began to slide against the widely exposed area of Arlene's sensitive clitoris.
Arlene moaned over and over again, her streaming pussy like one big longing ache as she strained against the heated friction both within her loins and without. Her buttocks tightened and grew slack, only to tighten again as she heard Ella begin to utter a steady stream of incomprehensible words in a low husky whisper.
Ella's fingers slithering upward into Arlene's tightly clenching pussy felt less and less like fingers and more and more like a special kind of cock pushing against the rounded protrusion of her cervix, reaching high up to the end of her dark vaginal passage.
Ella's pale breasts pressed and rolled against Arlene's slightly darker breasts, causing Arlene's passion to mount. She knew that there was no help for her now, no saving her, and she was resigned to her fate, almost swooning now from the exquisite floating sensation of pleasure that pervaded her nakedly twisting body.
As she sank deeper into her swoon, she opened her eyes for the first time and through the wild flinging strands of Ella's sweet smelling black hair she saw Erick and Ron towering over them, both men having moved to the end of the bed so that they could see better. She saw their lust-hardened cock pumping lewdly away over their writhing bodies, but this obscene sight did little to dampen her mounting excitement.
So what? she thought. So what! She felt angrily proud that she could get along without them very well, that she and Ella were lost in a world where there were no men!
The highly aroused brunette let her lips struggle up against Ella's, her arms enfolding the girl's small but strong body, pulling her closer against the rising pressure in her naked loins. She could feel it enveloping her. There was no shame whatsoever, only the precious body of another woman making her cry out, making her want to explode. She was breaking in two. Oh God, it was too much! Too good!!
'Yes, now!' Ella whispered suddenly to her, and the urgency of the maid's voice released her and she was cumming, cumming so completely that it was as if gravity had let loose flinging her into nothingness, projecting her with a tremendous force into… what?… another force of similar magnitude! Dimly, Arlene realized that Ella was cumming too, writhing excitedly on top of her own bucking and twisting body. She could feel the drenched inner cunt, the hair-covered outer pussy, grinding down madly against her own fully exposed, insanely climaxing pussy… and thousands of electric sparks seemed to be ricocheting between their two soft feminine bodies.
'Kiiissss mmmmmeeeee… Oooooooh kisssssssssmmmmmmmeeeee!!' Arlene begged, and she felt Ella's tender lips apply themselves to hers in a soul-searing kiss that heightened the shattering orgasm that had become on mutual orgasm between them.
'Oohhmmmmmm!' The two women's tongues mingled knowingly, as though they had waited years for this moment, and their groans of blissful cumming expanded throughout the large bedroom for long, long minutes as they continued to writhe nakedly against each other, oblivious to the two brothers who had inspired their loving.
Ella's fingers moved slowly in ever widening circles up within the contracting and pulsing walls of Arlene's moisture drenched pussy. She was milking the other woman's orgasm for all it was worth, extending it, increasing it, making it build just when it might fade.
'Ooooooggghhhh!'
'Oh! Oh! Oh!!!!'
'Immmmmmccccuujmmmmmiiinnnggg againnnnnn!' Arlene cried aloud, increasing her grip on Ella's passionately moving body over hers.
'Yes… yes… yes!' Ella replied. 'Yes!'
Erick looked at Ron, and his brother looked back at him. In their expression was a little of the defeat that they sensed. They had intended another kind of fun. Yet, the scene between the two women had such a powerful erotic value that they could not help but admit, albeit mutely, that it was by far the most profoundly moving thing they had ever witnessed. Their own climaxes were starting as they stood over the nakedly trembling women. Ron started first, soon to be followed by Erick, and shortly two streams of thick white fluid began to spurt forth, covering the milk-white bodies on the bed and slipping down over the silken surfaces to the crumpled satin sheets beneath.
Chapter 7
'Can I help you?' Tim watched as his slender blonde wife struggled with the back zipper of her dress. It was Sunday night and they were going to be flying back to Washington late that night rather than waiting for the morning flight. It had been a very productive weekend, and Tim felt confident that he and Ron had made the right decisions. The nomination was within reach!
Tim moved over to Sylvie and put his arms around her, holding her close to him as she stood looking in the mirror.
'You're a pretty good lay, you know!' he whispered into her ear.
Sylvie blushed, thinking of how Tim had held her so tenderly only a few moments before on their big double bed. The sweetness of their love making only made her sadder when she realized that she still had to meet with that dreadful man, their ex-valet Frank, on Monday in order to retrieve the blackmail tapes. She sighed and let her husband hug her, closing her eyes and wishing that there was nothing to mar her happiness with the young senator.
'Start thinking about what changes you want to make in the White House, honey. It won't be long now!' he told her. Then as an afterthought he added, 'And I'll fuck you just as well there as I did just now… maybe better!'
Tim couldn't help laughing as he imagined himself doing the most obscene things with his wife in every room
