conflict, which is resolved in the following manner. Watch closely.' He stuck his right hand into a nearby pot of shocking pink, grabbed his ear-lobe with it, drew his left hand up into his left armpit and began flapping like a chicken. He hopped around pulling his ear lobe. 'Squalk! Bawk bawk bawk! Heebie-jeebie fartstorm! Bawk bawk!'
Mindy couldn't help herself. Nobody could. She burst out laughing. Gales of laughter swept across the deck like waves in a high storm.
'There's one more thing,' the Guru said. He stopped abruptly and walked over to her. He dipped his dick into the shocking pink, relieved her of what was left of her blouse, placed her hands at her sides, and contemplated her breasts as she sat star-struck before him. 'You will notice the paintbrush's only bristle stiffening as the artist contemplates your tits.' His cock jumped to attention. 'Now. What is needed is a circle here… ' He grabbed his cock and drew a circle around her right nipple. 'And a square here.' The square around the left nipple was a little lop- sided but that didn't bother him. 'In a few seconds, these configurations will cause your nipples to become erect.' He started to turn away, then changed his mind. 'Aha! You see? It's happening already.' Mindy's nipples were puffing up to huge buds that reddened visibly. 'That indicates that more action is to be taken.'
John stood gaping at his usually retiring wife as the Guru pulled her to her feet. She was in some kind of trance, staring into the Guru's eyes, her face expressionless but for the traces of a tiny smile at the corners of her cupid's-bow mouth.
There was no doubt about it. The Guru exuded some kind of intangible magnetism that put Mindy completely under his power. The others felt it too. Joanna and Andrea got up off Sean and they gathered around to watch. A circle formed around Mindy and the Guru as he delicately unfastened her belt and slowly drew her jeans down. She looked comatose but remained standing.
'You have quite a beautiful stomach,' the Guru commented as the cloth of the jeans pulled down across it. 'Nicely placed hip-bones. Mmmmm. Very attractive pubic hair. Chestnut-brown. I'm partial to shiny chestnut-brown pubic hair.' His cock was jumping up and down between his legs like a Mexican jumping bean as he squatted. 'Long legs. I like long legs too.' He peeked up between them. 'I see that the gates to your womanhood are creaking open.' He moved her legs apart as one would adjust a manikin in a store window. 'Excellent. The internal fountains are flowing with the sacred juices of excitation.' He took a swipe up her slit with his finger and licked it. 'Fantastic. Better than a cherry coke.'
He lifted her legs one at a time to get her pants free of them. He stood up and walked around her several times. 'I must say you do not look ridiculous. But no matter. That can come later. In fact it will, because I am about to rub some paint off on you.' He turned to the crowd. 'Look at that ass. Now that is truly fine. The slight curvature of the backbone has the altogether pleasing effect of raising the buttocks slightly and making the interior regions accessible from the rear.' He turned to Josh. 'You are her husband?'
Josh took off his glasses, wiped them on his shirt, put them back on again, and stared from Baalow Nee to his wife and back again. 'Yeah,' he said uncertainly.
'Excellent. You will enter her via the anus as I enter her via the vagina.' He looked around and spotted Sean, Joe, and John. 'You three will see to various other aspects-supporting her, sucking her nipples, tonguing her ears, and so on.'
'But she can't take it in the… uh… anus,' John protested. 'We've tried it… '
The Guru looked at him reprovingly. 'You'll see.' He regarded Mindy closely. 'She is not in the totally receptive condition. Her insides are as open as all of space.' He looked up at the stars. 'Let us proceed.'
He stepped up to her, motioned the others to join him, and spread his arms out straight to the side. He crouched and, with a series of little bird-like hops, brought his rod-medium-sized, no more, no less-up toward her hole from beneath. It seemed to coil and strike like a snake, to make its own way, to push her pussy open more surely than a pair of fingers.
John had his clothes off and he was looking around at the crowd. How the hell had he ever ended up in a gangbang of his own wife? But she seemed… well, he didn't know how she seemed. Hypnotized?
'If you all watch closely, you will see an incredible thing happen,' the Guru announced. 'I can tell that the Hungry Snap is coming.' He broke down and giggled. 'It's something like a Ginger Snap, only it eats instead of being eaten.' He regained his composure. 'Now watch. This is a rare phenomenon. It only happens once every few years on the whole face of the globe. There are certain astro-psychological preconditions… '
His cock leapt out and pecked at her clit once, twice, three times… and then her hips started to sway. With each peck of his rod her cunt drew back as though trying to avoid it-Just far enough for it to fall across her clit. The undulations became longer. It was as though she was winding up for something.
'It is an allegory of the battle between the cobra and the mongoose,' the Guru commented. An edge of excitement came into his voice. 'Now… watch… it's coming… '
His cock leapt forward and suddenly instead of pulling back Mindy's cunt shot open like a huge, hungry pair of jaws and pounced. It gobbled his cock whole with a single Hungry Snap. It clamped down and her insides sucked. She went into a frenzy.
'Grab her! Grab her!' the Guru laughed as she thrashed and tugged and slammed into him, almost throwing them both to the deck.
Sean and John and Joe seized her arms. With their support her unconscious worries about keeping her balance fled and her feet left the ground. Her legs twined around the Guru's waist and she was off and humping.
Sean bent her torso back and fastened his mouth on one of her breasts. Joe took the other and John massaged her head and stuck his fingers into her mouth and ears. Josh, standing behind her, was amazed to see her ordinarily tight and impenetrable pink asshole sucking in and pushing out, gaping open as though it was as hungry as her cunt. He was so amazed that he didn't have a hard-on handy.
Andrea and Joanna spotted the emergency immediately. They rushed like a couple of trainers to his side and went to work, licking, sucking and massaging his member to erection, shouting 'Okay, champ, get in there and go for the knockout!' They pushed him forward and he stumbled into Mindy's rear-end. The Hungry Snap struck again and his shaft was far up her ass, rubbing against the Guru's insanely gyrating member through the thin membrane that separated the two channels.
'Great program on Channel One,' the Guru yelled to him. 'How's Channel Two?'
I'm… just… getting… it… tuned… IN!' Josh gasped, and let go with everything he had.
'Baaaaaaaaaaaaaatooie!' the Guru squealed, and got off himself. 'Just feel that mongoose eat!'
Mindy's eyes were wide open and had she not been thrashing and grunting and speaking in tongues, wrenching her hips around and shoving her pelvis forward and her ass back, galloping like a jockey for the BIG FINISH LINE, one would have worried that she was dead. There just looked as if nobody was home behind her eyes.
While the Guru and Josh were coming her movement suddenly stopped for a split-second and then began in undulations so slow and so subtle that they were barely perceptible. She was in a perfectly pacific state of orgasm that seemed to her to last forever.
It was several minutes before the Guru felt her forehead, took her pulse, and announced, 'She's coming out of it now. We should put her down.'
Somebody brought a blanket and they laid her on it.
As soon as they took their hands off her she blinked a few times, looked around her and down at her paint smeared nakedness, rubbed her gooey crotch, and smiled. 'Gee,' she said, 'that was fun. When do we do it again?'
CHAPTER TEN
'I'm telling you,' Andrea insisted, 'that guy has got some kind of super-heavy mystical power. Just look at the shit that's happened on this tub in the last three days.' It was seven thirty in the evening. They had just finished dining in their cabin with half a dozen guests and now Andrea was cleaning a few peyote buttons prior to her performance at eight. 'That first day when everybody came aboard people were hyped-up, pissed-off, uptight, bumping into each other and stepping all over each other, worrying about a thousand things. Now-well take an
