In seconds, Lois a naked. Clara sucked in her breath when she saw Lois' tightly erotic body, the great globular breasts on her dainty frame. Her long, pale blond ponytail hung down to her ass.
'Where's my drink?' Lois asked. Clara felt a flash of anger at the way Wil was staring at Lois.
'Right there,' Grant answered, pointing. 'Right between those legs.'
Clara wondered what Grant meant. For Lois to suck him oft?
'She's as wet as a swamp,' Grant said. 'And you're thirsty. So go get a drink.'
Clara felt a surge of horror and disgust and lust. She wasn't unfamiliar with the act, there had been discussions of lesbianism since she had been in high school. She even knew some of the girls who had tried it. But she had always shied away from it because she thought it was perverted. Wil had never eaten her, never shown any interest in it, even.
'Me? There?' Lois asked, pointing at Clara's crotch. Her tits were rigid with excitement.
'Right, Baby. And after you're done drinking, we'll give Clara some refreshment.' Grant chuckled.
'Do I have to?' Lois asked.
'Yes,' Grant answered firmly.
'No, please,' Clara whimpered, writhing against the ropes.
'Well! Just how do you think you're going to avoid it?' Wil asked, a hint of cruelty in his voice.
'Please, Wil, not that,' Clara pleaded.
'That, and more. That's the whole point, isn't it? You're helpless. You've got no choice in the matter. It's too damn bad, but you'll just have to endure whatever perversions I decide on.'
Clara felt sick, but knew he was right. She could do all the forbidden, awful things, with no guilt. Because, after all, what else could she do? She was helpless.
She thought of another woman's mouth probing and sucking and lapping at her and writhed with horniness. She thought of plowing through Lois' blonde snatch with her own tongue, and her excitement welled higher. Her stomach knotted with revulsion.
Lois, whether she had ever done it before or not, seemed ready. She stood over Clara and studied Clara's stretched, lush body, her fuzzy brown muff, her sleek legs. Clara writhed, saw that she was the center of attention.
'Oh, God,' she whimpered, lifting her head as Lois joined her on the bed. She looked down the taut length of her body as the sexy blonde knelt between her gaping thighs. Lois' hands touched Clara's tight gut. Clara flinched and heaved involuntarily.
Lois slid her hands slowly down toward Clara's crotch. Clara moaned and writhed as flames lashed through her. Her cunt was flooding in anticipation.
She wondered if she would cum. She prayed she would, and hoped she wouldn't, because cuming would reveal a hideous facet of her sexual character she hadn't even suspected existed.
She lifted her head again as Lois' fingers parted her cunt. Her neck aching, she watched Lois' blonde head draw closer and closer to her groin. Lois' eyes were gleaming with excitement as she spread Clara's labia, let chill air cut into her pussy folds.
Lois flicked Clara's clit, and Clara's body convulsed. Her head flopped back on the bed as searing flames ripped through her. Clara gazed longingly, desperately, at Wil, begged him to release her from this misery/ecstasy. He ignored her and watched hungrily as Lois' mouth neared Clara's cunt.
Lois' breath burned Clara's pussy. Clara moaned. Her cunt spasmed stupidly as Lois blew on the exposed petals of aroused meat. Clara's thighs were jumping and twitching involuntarily. She tugged mindlessly on the ropes around her wrists. The harsh ceiling light hurt her eyes, and revealed all her secrets to the watching men.
Something hot, and moist, and delicate touched her cunt. Clara bucked violently. She let out a desperate 'nooo' as the hot worm stroked her petaled folds, upwards, toward the nubbin of her but.
Lois' tongue touched Clara's clit. It felt like a hot electric wire had touched her. She thrashed and heaved as flames lashed through her. Then she gave up. Her head rolling from side to side, she abandoned herself to the searing ecstasy.
Lois slipped her hands under Clara's ass and her mouth and tongue became bolder, more confident, as they explored Clara's slippery gash. Clara felt Lois probe deep into the flowing tunnel of her cunt, felt Lois' tongue wiggle deep into her hole. It felt like a live animal was burrowing into her. Clara felt her cunt spasm.
When Lois abandoned her honey hole, Clara whined with frustration. Then Lois' mouth damped down on her clit, and Clara thought she was going to tear her arms out of their sockets as she strained against the ropes binding her to the protesting bed. Lois sank strong fingers into Clara's ass as she sucked as Clara's clit.
Clara felt as if her clit was being ripped out by the roots. Then Lois began battering the little nubbin with her tongue. Every stroke sent a wave of ecstasy blazing along Clara's nerve paths. Her hips heaved and humped in a fucking motion as Lois tongued her nerve bundle. Then Lois dug her jaw into Clara's cunt, and sucked and tongued the aroused bump.
Clara began cumming. Thrashing blindly against the ropes, she felt fire slash through her, batter and tear her naked flesh. She gargled at the ceiling and at the watching men. Her cumming had destroyed the last shreds of her inhibitions.
Clara felt a burning, searing finger drive up into her butt. Her rectum spasmed orgasmically, her cunt convulsed around nothingness. Her clit was reduced to a glowing puddle by Lois' busy mouth and tongue. The room whirled around Clara as her cumming crested, and left her flopping like a fish out of water.
It was a long time before Clara realized that Lois had at last abandoned her cunt. Her guts a solid ache, Clara came back to awareness of her surroundings. She looked at Wil's grinning face and his jutting hard-on. Wil had stripped off his pants sometime during the past eternity of pleasure. His cock stood out lewdly, and he leered down at her.
'Wil?' Clara whimpered.
'Loved it, didn't you?' he asked.
'Oh, God, yes.'
'Now me,' Lois urged in a horny whisper.
'No, please,' Clara pleaded.
'It's only fair,' Wil pointed out. 'And besides, what choice do you have?'
Clara looked at Lois as the blonde moved upwards, her pussy spread wide. Qua really did want to do it. She wanted to taste those juicy folds, to probe Lois' hole the way Lois had probed hers, to suckle on Lois' clit until Lois was wracked with muscle-wrenching convulsions.
And as Wil had said, what choice did she have?
Lois eased her legs over Clara's arms, pinned Clara's shoulders to the bed. Lois' blonde cunt was inches from Clara's chin. Clara could smell Lois' musky scent.
Lois eased her pussy toward Clara's waiting mouth. Clara turned her head away in disgust. Then, curiosity and wantonness overcame her inhibitions, and she reached her tongue up toward the fur-fringed gash of Lois' twat. She felt Lois' fuzzy blonde curls on her tongue, then warm flesh. Clara inhaled, sucked in a lungful of Lois' sexy smell. Then Clara wriggled her tongue between Lois' soft labia, and tasted the seepings on the soft, slippery, inner folds. She had a striking view of Lois' impressive torso. Her jutting breasts were quivering as she breathed raggedly. Lifting her head, Clara wriggled her face into the furry nest, probed deeper with her tongue, stroked the petals of the inner labes, searched for the funnel, tunnel of Lois' cunt. Her nose in the soft nest, Clara dug deep into Lois' vagina. The invasion was greeted with a flood of slippery juices and the thick smell of lust. Clara wiggled her tongue farther and farther into the rippled tunnel, reached for the dripping depths. When Clara battered the slimy walls of Lois' hole with her tongue, Lois sucked in a great, shakey breath of air. Her face was a study in wanton depravity as she gazed down.
Clara gulped and swallowed wave after wave of woman-cum. She was inhaling through the sodden, muffling mass of Lois' pussy flesh. Her own cunt was simmering with horniness.
Then she tore her mouth away from Lois' honey hole, and groped for the nubbin of her clit. As Clara nibbled her way up Lois' slit, Lois eased her cunt down. In seconds, Clara found the hooded bump. Carefully, she tongued the squirmy button around. Lois moaned and her fingers tangled in Clara's hair. Lois hauled Clara's face against her crotch, hard, ground Clara's nose against her pubic arch. Clara clamped her lips around Lois' clit, and sucked, dragged on the button and the surrounding folds of sensitive tissue. Then Clara began flicking her tongue back and
