'Go on, lick her cunt. Come on!' Hank ordered, still holding onto her by her long blonde hair.
'No!' Betty shouted.
Hank wouldn't take any more from the protesting girl. Muttering obscenities at her, he shoved her head between Annie's soft thighs rubbing her nose in the warm cunt.
'Ughhhh!' she choked.
Betty thought she would retch! Never before in her short life had she ever thought about something like this! Once or twice she had heard about women who did this kind' of thing. But they were sick, deviates, people you didn't talk to. Never could she imagine herself doing that sort of thing, certainly not with her best girlfriend. And yet there she was, crouched down in front of the workbench, her face shoved into that warm pussy.
'Yeah, yeah, come on, lick it up!' Hank encouraged, moving one hand from her head to his cock and rubbing his hand up and down over the fat prick.
Betty was terrified. Annie had always been her best friend, protecting her against other girls, offering her all kinds of advice. And yet there she was, actually hurting her in a way.
And the girl was enjoying it. She could see Annie's soft thighs shuddering at the touch of her nose against her cunt.
'Suck on her clit. Yeah, come on, suck on it. You'll get to like it.'
The blonde teen tried to get away. As she started struggling again, Hank wrapped both hands in her long blonde hair and gave several hard yanks.
'Like I said, baby, you try somethin' like that again and I'll tear out all your hair, ain't gonna be too many guys who're gonna dig a bald chick.'
Betty let out a groan of defeat. There was nothing she could do. With Hank pulling on her hair, with Annie a willing partner in this, there was only one path for her to take.
'Oh, no, no, please, God, no,' she whispered to herself, still unable to fully grasp the impact of her actions. Swallowing hard, bracing her hands against the splintery sides of the workbench, she bent forward. The black haired cunt glistened under the woolly fur of Annie's hot pussy. She could smell the musky odor coming from her friend's cunt. There was something revolting and yet something terribly arousing in the smell. As she bent forward a little more, brushing her hose against the wiry cunthairs, Betty wondered if her pussy smelled the same. Would her cunt have a powerful effect on Annie, on Hank, on anyone if they came this close?
'Come on, don't be bashful, baby. You wanna feel what it's like to suck a pussy don'tcha? Maybe if you're real good I'll let you swing on my cock before I stick it in,' Hank mocked.
'No, no, you don't know what you're saying,' she protested.
But she knew this wasn't a time for talking. She felt his fingers twisting around in her hair tightly once more. He was growing impatient. He wanted a show, a freak show with her and Annie as the stars. And from what she could see her best girlfriend was more than willing to comply.
'Ohhhh, suck my cunt,' Annie whispered above her.
The backs of Annie's legs banged against the front of the workbench. She had to do it. But she wouldn't like it. She clenched her teeth, fighting against her body. She wouldn't like it! As God was her witness, she wouldn't like it!
'Go on, suck it!' Hank ordered, pulling at her hair yet another time.
Reluctantly, Betty bent forward a little more. She stared at the big red gash of her girlfriend's cuntlips. They were swollen, one of them folded over the other. Fuck juice, flowing from the jagged crack, had slicked down the flesh. Her cunt looked like a big festering wound. Betty stopped again, unable to go any farther. Hank jerked her hair once more, putting his other hand squarely behind her head and pushing forward. In a flash, Betty felt her face being fitted between Annie's white, shivering thighs.
'Oooooooo!' Annie howled.
Annie snapped her head back, her long blonde hair fanning out over her shoulderblades while her knees snapped against Betty's shoulders. The brunette was going crazy, bouncing her ass on the splintery workbench top while hunching forward into Betty's mouth.
This was wildly obscene! She froze, holding her face in place for a moment. She was smelling that cunt, smelling the hot odor of an aroused woman. Dear God in heaven! As much as she was repulsed by it, as much as she was confused by it, Betty felt her heart skip a beat. She was turning onto this horror! She felt her cunt walls buckle, her clit twitch with delight as she breathed in the aroma of her girlfriend's pussy. And how those wiry cunthairs tickled the insides of her nostrils!
'Ohhhh, yes, yes,' Annie hissed through her clenched teeth, bringing her hands around behind Betty's head and pushing it in deeper.
'Yeah, that's my girl,' Hank growled, dropping his hands and moving away from the women. He leaned against a pole, moving one hand down to his balls while the other jerked his cock slow and steady.
Annie kicked her heels hard against the workbench. Betty had the feeling that her friend had done something like this before. There was no hesitation, no pulling away. She was his willing slave.
'Oh, yes, yes, yes,' Annie whispered.
The hair felt soft and curly, brushing against Betty's cheeks! It was almost like the hair on her head. Slowly, Betty stuck her tongue out, pushing it from between her pursed lips, letting the tip trail along the puffed outer edges of Annie's cuntlips. The response was immediate!
The brunette kicked her legs against the bench once more, snapping her head back, rubbing her fingers frantically over Betty's.
'Oh, yes, suck it, tongue it. Tongue it for me, for Hank!' the girl whispered.
Betty felt all squirmy inside, her stomach turning around and round while her muscles tensed and spasmed. She wasn't going to think about this. She would let the feelings flow. That was the best way. The girl realized that was the best way to deal with this. Annie had told her that again and again. Let the feeling flaw. Moaning into the moist, warm cunt, Betty slipped her arms around Annie's naked, taut ass. She shoved her mouth hard onto that cunt, opening her lips and sucking in the fuck juices. Her tongue stiffened, lashing inside, pushing up into the delicate pussy. She touched all those wiggly squirmy hollows while her nose pushed up against Annie's clit.
'Oooooooooo!' Annie wailed.
'What's the matter, baby? Sounds like you're in pain?' Hank said from the side.
'Good, so gooooood!' Annie whispered tightly.
Betty's heart was pounding like mad! Her first sexual experience with another! And it was with a girl! Her best girlfriend. And yet something inside her didn't really care. She was drunk with emotion. This was more than sex. It was a revolution, a rebellion against her mother, against everything her mother stood for, against everything she had pounded into her head. How she hated her now, hated all those long lectures about the evils of the world and sex. As she embraced Annie's bouncing ass, she pushed away her mother's world of repression and ugliness! How strangely mixed up her feelings were as she wiggled her tongue up and down that greasy, furry cunt crack, pressing her mouth to Annie's cunt.
Betty didn't remember sliding away from the workbench. Had Hank carried her? She didn't know. Things were all upside down, fuzzy. All she knew was that suddenly they were side by side on the mattress earlier indicated by Hank.
'That's it, baby, suck her cunt. Get it ready for my cock!'
Betty felt her cunt being rubbed by careful fingers. Annie's fingers. It didn't matter any more. And there was Hank always there, leering down at her, laughing at the two of them, enjoying this little scene of humiliation, of degradation. And he was getting hotter all the while, rubbing up his prick. Once or twice he kicked her between the shoulders, putting his smelly foot down on her throat once and nearly choking the breath out of her when she didn't perform as he wanted.
An insane dream! And yet one that was as real as the floor under her. Looking up, she saw Annie's cunt poised over her mouth. They were in a sixty-nine position. Slowly the curly haired cunt came down almost to within licking distance. Annie was spreading her thighs apart, the resulting tension stickily parting her cuntlips again. Just as that red slit opened. Betty felt something being inserted gently into her cunt. It was Annie's tongue. Something was entering her cunt, licking gently along the sore, tender sides. How she needed something in there, something to take care of that hot itch that had been plaguing her for the past few months!
Betty could feel hot breath blowing through her blonde cunthairs. Annie was panting heavily. Her fingers moved along the blonde's asscheeks, fanning out, pressing against the resilient ass flesh. How deliciously good it
