'Oh yes, in, in, in me, in me, in me!' the blonde cried frantically, tearing her mouth away from her friend's cunt for a moment.
While Annie sucked at Betty's cunt, the blonde felt that finger in her ass, fucking in farther and farther. Betty groaned, rolling her ass around in tight, frantic circles. It was wonderful, mind-blasting. She was going to make it for the first time in her life – and that would be with another young woman, her best friend!
She couldn't think of it that way! Betty couldn't think about the way this was happening, about the way Hank had made her strip down, how he had hit her, then made her slide under Annie's body and suck her cunt. She had to concentrate just on the feeling racing through her cunt and tits right now. How good Annie's warm, slick body felt rubbing against hers! The blonde's tits pillowed against Annie's hipbones, rubbing up to an explosive itch. She twisted frantically again, feeling another hot/chilly flash of goodness race up and down her thighs, licking at her clit. Soon. Very, very soon she was going to explode in Annie's sucking mouth. And it would feel so good! All those years of deprivation! All those terrible years of listening to her mother's private fears were gone. All she could think of was that sucking mouth, that ass-fucking finger, and the knowledge that somehow her cum would set her free.
Betty felt the finger flicking its way deeper and deeper into her hot, tight ass. Nothing like that had ever happened to her before. Then again, nothing like this at all had ever happened to her. Sticking fingers up asses. It sounded so grotesque. But when it was done in the heat of fucking and sucking, how incredibly good it was!
'Give it good to her, Annie. Come on, fuck 'er butt with that damned finger!' Hank groaned, leaning against the concrete pole while he beat off.
'Ugh! Ugh! Ughhhhhh!' Betty grunted.
Betty felt every muscle in her body tense, cramp up, get ready for her big cum. She twisted her body like a snake, kicking one leg out, feeling incredible flames of goodness licking up her thighs. Annie was going wild on top of her, hunching her pussy down onto her face while sucking hard at her dark, red cuntmeat! Betty responded, her tongue and finger working together. They tickled, teased and stroked the sensitive pink flesh.
Betty felt Annie go a little crazy. Her soft thighs closed around Betty's head, her cuntlips spreading wide, exposing her hot pussy tunnel. She fit her mouth tightly onto. Betty's hair snatch and sucked hard again, groaning heavily into the girl's cunt.
It was like a revelation! Betty felt vibrations echo through her cunt, shaking her clit close to climax. Again she kicked out one leg, jerking her body from side to side, tilting her cunt up first one way, then the other. She spread her legs even farther apart, shoving her ass up, giving her cunt to Annie in a frenzy.
The two young woman rolled from side to side on that mattress, their legs kicking out as each of them eased closer and closer to climax.
'No, no, nooo! Oh God Annie, noooo!' Betty cried.
Betty felt her mind breaking up into millions of pieces. At times she had come close to that feeling, rubbing her fingers back and forth over her clit while she lay in bed late at night. But nothing had ever happened go her like this! Strange, incredibly powerful feelings had taken over her mind, body and soul, turning her into a crazed fucking machine. She grimaced under the brunette's cunt, tensing her body, wrapping her legs tightly around Annie's neck and shoulders and hunching her pussy up wildly into the girl's face. Suck! Suck! How she wanted that tongue deeper, harder, longer, thicker! She wanted it fucking all the way into her, tearing away her cherry, fucking her until she couldn't talk. Fucking! Fucking! Hank was right. That awful man was right! She had been needing something like this for a long, long time!
'Oooohhh!' Annie responded.
Keeping one finger shoved up Annie's ass, Betty went wild, shoving her to one side. Rolling over completely, she slipped on top. How weird it was to be in this position, in complete control. She felt a rush of power ripple through her body as she shook the long blonde hair from her eyes and kept on sucking sum.
Betty rode her friend like a cowgirl, pushing her tight hot cunt onto Annie's mouth. She could feel Annie's magic tongue wriggling frantically, scraping along the insides of her pussy until she could feel the tip nearing her cherry. Could Annie's tongue do it, tear her cherry? No, that was something a cock had to do. She wasn't going to let her girlfriend do that for her.
Straddling Annie's head, she worked her ass around in a series of short, rapid hunches. She was in control now, in complete control of everything going on. It was good. She could move her ass the way she wanted, with the freedom she needed. Betty could hear Hank's heavy breathing. Peering through her blonde hair, she saw that fat prick dripping with cum a few feet away from her. How she wanted it! She felt like some savage needing a fuck, a good hard fuck. But something kept her from going completely mad. Betty concentrated on the licking going on between her legs. She let her elbows bend outward, her head fall down while her thighs pumped up and down, feeding the young teen under her pussy flopping down completely, Betty dropped her mouth onto Annie's wide- open cunt and sucked. Her tongue shot inside and stayed stiff.
Betty felt Annie writhe and twist under her. She was determined to stay on top. The girl tightened her grip, shoving her pussy down on her friend's face with hard, short strokes. She felt as if she were doing the fucking – fucking herself and fucking Annie at the same time.
She wanted to make her friend cum under her. With another moan, the girl shoved her mouth hard against Annie's cunt, working her hips up and down in strong fucking strokes at the same time. She shoved her right index finger in as far as it would go and twisted it from side to side. Betty could feel her fingernail scraping against the soft ass lining, and felt Annie's frantic response to that sensation. They were both going to make it soon. Cum! Cum! What a wonderful, wonderful word!
Betty wiggled her finger deep inside that tight, sucking ass and kept her tongue flicking in and out of that struggling pussy. She knew Annie loved it. She could feel wild spasms shaking the young brunette all over. And then, suddenly, wildly, it happened!
'Ooohh!' Betty screamed.
Betty felt the climax hit Annie's cunt. She forgot everything except that explosion rippling down through that hot cunt. At the same time, she felt her clit popping into Annie's mouth. It was happening, really happening. She was cumming with a hot rush, a wild series of explosions that nearly knocked her senseless. Gripping Annie's head with her knees, she collapsed, bucking and jerking against her friend's face. She tightly grasped the girl and held her in place as she kept hunching that dripping pussy onto Annie's stiff tongue.
'Ohhhhhh, God!' Betty cried as the spasms kept on and on.
Finally they both collapsed and lay cradled in one another's arms. For some time neither of them spoke. Then Betty became aware of Hank. Reality began to trickle in. He was there, still working his fingers around that long thick cock filled with cum. Dreamily the young brunette slid her legs from around Annie's head and rolled to one side. She looked up those thick-muscled legs at that cock jerking against his thighs.
'That was good, baby, real good. I ain't seen Annie do that… ever. Looks like she's been around that scene before, though,' he said thoughtfully.
Betty flushed red, feeling shame and guilt begin to creep over her.
'But you weren't made for cunt-sucking. That's just a sideline. We're gonna take care of you real good now,' Hank said, dropping his fingers from his cock and moving to Betty. As she propped her body up and shrank back, the girl realized her ordeal had just begun.
CHAPTER FIVE
Annie was no help. She lay there, one hand draped lazily over her face, her chest rising and falling slowly while she moaned softly. She was still coming down off her sexual high, drifting somewhere between reality and her own little world.
Betty was on her hands and knees, crawling back, her eyes wide with terror. Brushing back her long blonde hair, stretching her right arm behind her she once more looked about for an escape path. There was none. Hank stood between her and the staircase, his long belt doubled in one hand. He had slipped it from his Levi's earlier. He doubled it, tapping the looped end lightly against one thigh. Now he was advancing toward her, his eyes wide, glistening with a lust Betty had yet to understand. It was unnatural, whatever it was. She could sense that, sense the growing animality in Hank's mind.
