Chapter 5

Disgusted with the sight of her own lust-smeared body, Pam quickly got up from the bed and headed for the bathroom. She took a long shower, slowly relaxing under the steaming jet of water.

Strange, I don't really feel, guilty, she thought as she carefully examined her conscience. What bothered her most was the fact that it was Max who had made love to her, a man she now loathed more than ever. As for the sex--well... that was something that time had come due, she decided. She sensed from the subtly different way that her body felt that she had left behind her forever the old days of sexual strain and frustration. She had a new possession--her sensuality--and was grateful for its warm presence.

She had just re-entered the bedroom, slowly drying her nude body, when she realized that she wasn't alone. She clutched the towel to her nakedness, certain that Max had come back to bother her again, but saw that it was a woman.

Anna!

The two women stood, looking at one another silently for what seemed a long time to Pam.

"Max told me what happened," Anna finally said. When Pam made no reply, she added, "I'm sorry."

"There's no need to be," Pam replied briskly. How did she get in? she wondered. Max must have left the front door open. Pam found it hard to look directly at Anna. She remembered the photographs--Anna's mouth on Jack's cock, and the look on her face when Jack was fucking her.

"I-It wasn't like you think," Anna said haltingly, which sounded strange coming from the usually self-assured woman. "Max told me about the pictures later. I didn't know he was there."

"You don't have to tell me any of this," Pam said, her manner strained and cool. "I think I understand."

"But you don't!" Anna suddenly cried. "Max made me do it!" She moved a step closer. "Max told me how he forced you to... give in to him... because he blackmailed you. Well, he did the same thing to me. He... he has something on me that lets him make me do anything he wants. I had to make love to Jack!"

Pam's reserve finally cracked. Seeing Anna humiliating herself, the younger woman felt a quick rush of sympathy. Impulsively she opened her arms to Anna, but to Pam's surprise, it was she who suddenly broke down, sobbing bitterly, her head pillowed on the older woman's shoulder. Her emotions, shattered by the shocking events of the morning, suddenly fell in shreds.

Anna led Pam to the bed, patting her on the head and saying soothing words. Pam's towel had fallen to the floor and she was totally naked, but paid no attention to it in her upset mental condition. Unheeding, she let Anna help her to stretch out on the stained and rumpled bedspread, grateful for the way the other girl was sympathetically stroking her sob-shaken body.

How nice her hands feel, Pam found herself thinking. Her sobs slowly diminished, and she looked up with gratitude at her rediscovered friend.

"You just lie there and relax. You've had one hell of a day," Anna said quietly.

Glad to have someone to depend on after what she had been through, Pam closed her eyes and abandoned herself to the delight of Anna's cool fingers, smoothing her brow. It seemed very natural when those same fingers slipped soothingly down her cheeks and onto her throat and shoulders, kneading away the tension.

"My God, your belly's tense as a board," Anna remarked, and then her hands were there, applying gentle pressure to the rigid muscles beneath the velvety skin. Pam flinched a little, not used to being touched by a woman, and she became suddenly very aware that she was totally naked, lying on her back, all her most secret parts bared to Anna's gaze. But that's stupid! she thought. Anna's doing her best to make me feel better.

That was true. But at the same time, Anna was becoming increasingly aware of Pam's nude beauty. Since the other girl's eyes were closed, Anna felt free to let her eyes roam unhindered over Pam's classic form. She paid particular attention to the silky golden triangle of pubic hair just a few inches below where her hand was slowly massaging Pam's rapidly softening belly. I'd like to touch that! she thought, but didn't dare--not yet.

Instead, a vague plan forming in her mind, she began to stroke higher up Pam's sleek torso, smoothing the flat of her palms soothingly up the now gently breathing girl's rib cage. Stroking higher each time, her fingertips began to make contact with the base of Pam's pin-nippled breasts, just a little at first, but in a very few minutes one hand moved right up and over one of the firm, upthrusting mounds, brushing the nipple lightly on the way.

Pam's breathing halted, and then let out with a little shudder. What's she doing? she thought drowsily. I should stop her... but it feels so good! What harm can it do? Pam rationalized, taking the brief contact with her decidedly pleased breast as just another part of the wonderful caressing massage that Anna was giving her. So she didn't say anything when it happened again, nor later, when Anna openly began to rub both of her rapidly awakening twin mounds. It wasn't until she realized that Anna was paying particular attention to her palpitatingly hard nipples hat Pam's eyes flew open in sudden realization.

"Oh!" Pam exclaimed, looking up into the other woman's eyes. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the look of tender affection on Anna's face. Affection, and... Pam didn't dare think what else might be there. "Anna?" she said in confusion.

"Shhhhh," Anna said gently, and by now her hands were once again gliding lightly up over Pam's throat and shoulders, so what was there to worry about? By the time Anna's knowing hands were once again on her breasts, Pam was past caring. A gentle warmth suffused her entire, lovingly stroked body. Too late she tried to warn herself that her libido was slipping past the point of no return. Her belly began to glow with desire for further stimulation.

And Anna was ready to give it to her! Though normally preferring men, Anna was definitely ambidextrous where sex was concerned, and in the past had made love to several women. But never to one this lovely, Anna thought in rising excitement, looking longingly down at her young friend's flawless body. Sensing that it was time, will to take a chance, she let her hands wander lower, over Pam's softly rounded belly, which now trembled noticeably under her expert touch, and then into the outskirts of her soft blonde pubic hair.

Pam's breath caught in her throat again, and Anna found herself holding her breath, too. Would Pam make her stop? The younger girl's hands started to rise up and seize Anna's wrists, but suddenly went limp and fell back on the bed.

Anna knew she had won.

Not giving the other woman time to think, she quickly slid her energy-charged fingertips down over Pam's pubic mound, gently parting the puffy outer lips so that she could reach inside the already moistened pink slit that hid underneath. It was only a matter of a few minutes before Pam's body began to lose control. Slowly and dreamily her hips began to pump up against Anna's talented fingers.

What's happening to me? she wondered, but knew, even as she asked the question. Her body, completely turned on for the first time less than an hour ago, was begging for more, and the contrast between Anna's gentle, affectionate touch and Max's brutal, though exciting mauling, was a new delight that her previously denied flesh demanded to explore.

Then she felt Anna's wonderful fingers leave her hotly quivering genitals, and looked up in surprise to see the other woman struggling out of her clothes. "W-What?" she started to ask.

"It just seems... obscene, for me to be dressed right now," Anna replied, her usually carefully modulated voice slightly out of control. Pam watched, enthralled, as her friend quickly undressed. She had seen few naked women since she had left high school, and had caught glimpses of some of the bolder girls undressing in the gym. She herself had always gone into one of the bathroom stalls to change into her gym costume like so many others. Holding her breath, she watched Anna's heavy, dark-tipped breasts spill free, jiggling excitedly as the lovely brunette struggled out of her skirt. Being more slender herself, Pam was entranced as Anna's more mature, full hips bloomed out of her lowering skirt and panties, exciting below her oval, satin-skinned belly.

Like a magnet Pam's eyes were drawn inexorably to Anna's darkly shaded pubic triangle, so unlike her own. She caught a glimpse of the pink gash beneath as Anna's full shapely thighs parted for a moment, and then the other woman was up on the bed with her, moving close.

"W-What are you going to do?" Pam asked, a bit frightened of the strange gleam in the other woman's eyes.

"I-I'm going to eat your pussy!" Anna said, her voice catchers in a suddenly dry throat. "Pam..." There was a plea in the voice. "Pam... I want to make you cum... with my mouth!"

The young blonde could hardly believe her ears. This is going too far! her mind warned. This is LESBIANISM! But by now, Anna's seducing fingers were once again trailing fire through Pam's eagerly accepting pussy slit, prodding her painfully throbbing clitoris and even dipping slightly up inside her gently working vaginal mouth. The word "cum" was what finally won over Pam. Under Anna's hot touch she could sense the expert knowledge that would once again raise her to the heights. Why not? she thought in final acceptance. Everything else has happened to me today! Why not this?

Eagerly she spread her legs to make room for Anna to get at her suddenly raging-hot cunt. But the inexperienced Pam was surprised by the way that Anna positioned herself. Facing away from her, Anna straddled Pam's body, with her head poised ready above Pam's hungrily waiting snatch, while her own loins were poised directly over Pam's face, her knees on either side of Pam's golden head.

"Why... ?" Pam started to say' but her breath sucked in sharply as Anna suddenly blew a stream of warm breath across the moist trembling surface of her pussy-slit. My God! Pam thought with awe. If it feels that good when she just blows on it, what will... ?

"Uuuunnnnhhhh," she moaned as Anna lowered her head and, snake-like, darted her tiny pink tongue into the young blonde's red-hot slit. Pam's whole body twitched as liquid fire seemed to race through her loins. Her hips jerked up automatically, trying to press her pleasure-filled genitals closer to Anna's soft- checked face.

Within a few seconds, Anna had turned the innocent young housewife into a mass of quaking, shivering, moaning flesh, writhing below her on the bed while her hot tongue darted here and there inside her wide-open cunt. Pam was vaguely aware that Anna was saying something to her, but the other woman's words were hard to catch, muffled by the close contact of Pam's wet, slippery snatch. Then, finally, Anna jerked her mouth free for a moment and Pam finally understood her.

"God, do me, too!" Anna was begging. With a shock, Pam realized that she should have known. Of course! That's why Anna had positioned her own loins in such a way! Pam found herself staring up at Anna's brown-furred cunt, just inches away from her own face. The outer lips were partially pulled open by the spread position of Anna's soft sleek thighs, and Pam could see that her companion was excited--glistening beads of lubricating juice shone like pearls all along the slit of Anna's warmly trembling cunt... so close... and Pam wondered for a moment if some of the slippery liquid was going to drip down onto her face.

I've been selfish, she thought. I should be willing to pay Anna back for what she's doing to me. But... can l? Pam swallowed nervously as she stared up at the quivering, wet, hair- fringed slit above, and remembered how sickened she had been at the thought of Jack's mouth being pressed to her own seeping cunt. But now she knew how it felt, and that somehow changed things. Surely, the unbelievably good feelings that came from having someone lick and suck at the pussy must make it somehow acceptable! Pam suddenly realized that reason was an ineffective tool in such matters as Anna's lips suddenly closed around her erect little clitoris, sucking hard, and nearly brought her off the bed with delight.

"Oh, Anna," she breathed happily, and without any further hesitation reached up around Anna's expectantly quivering thighs and parted the other woman's thick outer pussy-lips. Glancing quickly up and down the scarlet, dew-drenched slit, Pam picked her target, and drawing Anna's gladly accepting loins down to her, buried her beautiful face deep between her friend's twitching legs, sampling for the first time the rich taste of fully aroused cunt-flesh!

The two women quivered and panted together on the big bed, their bodies a tangle of arms, legs, and obscenely displayed buttocks, their moans bubbling in the depths of one another's hot shuddering pussies, oblivious to everything but the wild delights of fully shared sex, unaware that surprised eyes were observing them through the partially open bedroom window.

It was Max! After he'd come out of the bathroom at home, he'd been surprised to find that Anna was gone. It took him a few minutes, but he soon enough figured out where she must be. Cursing, he crossed the street to Pam's house. I don't want those two cunts to get together and start comparing notes, he thought angrily. His hand was on the front door when he thought he heard strange sounds coming from the side of the house--moans, and choked sobs. Immediately identifying them as the sounds of a woman's sexual reaction, the big man quickly slipped toward a half-opened window and, peering cautiously in, saw Pam and Anna in the middle of their lewd female coupling.

For the love of God... Can you beat that! he thought, gleefully watching the two women twisting together in passion on the bed. Old Max sure can pick em. Those two broads just can't stop! Feeling his cock growing in his pants as he eagerly watched the excitingly lewd scene going on only a few feet away, Max was tempted to break in on the two women and fuck them both, but then he got a better idea. Remembering how Pam had treated him, Max's small pale eyes took on an evil glint as he began to see the possibilities of completely humiliating her.

Leaving the side of the house, Max quickly went in his own front door. He looked up a number in the phone book and dialed, drumming his fingers nervously on the table-top while he listened to it ring.

"Hello," he said when it was finally answered. "Get me Mr. Hollister, please... Jack Hollister." And then a moment later. "Jack? This is your neighbor, Max Flaherty. I think you'd better come home right away... yeah, that's right... I think I got some bad news for you... Yeah... it's your wife."

Pam knew she was going to cum, and thought she recognized the same signs in Anna. The other woman quivered above her, her hot, slick pussy-flesh swelling and tightening under Pam's enthusiastic licking, but excited as she was, Anna never let her own mouth break contact with Pam's needfully spasming little cunt. The young blonde felt the now-familiar pressure building up in her belly, waiting for the final trigger, and Anna supplied it by splaying her tongue out flat and vigorously shaking her head, slithering its moist heat back and forth over Pam's delighted clitoris. Pam's back arched in final release, and wanting to make sure that she didn't shirk her duty to her friend, she gripped Anna's thighs tightly and pressed her mouth to the other woman's juicy snatch, sucking voraciously. As Pam drifted away on the wings of her own orgasm, she felt Anna's cunt begin to shudder and contract rhythmically, and a moment later the older girl's hot pussy-juices came gushing wetly out, to run in a slippery stream down Pam's silky cheeks. The two women writhed and jerked together, moaning out the last of their orgasm, then finally fell into a sodden heap together, both exhausted.

Both were still trying to get their ragged breathing under control, shyly avoiding one another's eyes, when a stentorian roar filled the room.

"WHAT THE FUCK... ?"

Both women jerked erect on the big bed, glancing fearfully toward the figure that stood in the door.

"Jack!" Pam burst out, recognizing her husband. He stood staring at the two nakedly beautiful women, one his wife, one so recently his lover, unable to believe his eyes. And I thought it'd be impossible to get them in the same bed! he thought in stunned shock.

"My God!" he half-shouted. "Now I understand why you never came across with me!"

"W-What do you mean?" Pam asked in a small voice, wondering what the next disaster could be.

"Why... it's obvious!" Jack stammered. "I wanted to make love to you and all the time you were a... LESBIAN!"

"No, Jack... you don't understand it at all," Pam said desperately, knowing how it must look to her pop-eyed young husband as he stood gaping at first her and then Anna.

"She's all right, sonny... you got it all wrong," a heavy male voice boomed, and Max came into the room. "She's one of the hottest pieces of tail I've ever had." It took a moment for the full meaning of his words to sink into Jack's befuddled brain.

"WHAT?" he screamed at his cringing wife. "You mean you... ?" He swung toward Max, his hands bunching into fists. Max's answer was simple. He made a grand gesture, linking Jack and Anna. "Tit for tat," he growled.

"Please, Jack," Pam broke in. "I had to do it. He-He had pictures of you and Anna. He was going to show them to J.B." Jack's eyes jerked back to Max, the color draining from his face.

"Is that true?" he asked in a trembling voice. For answer, Max handed him one of the photos.

"I got a lot more at home," he said. Jack stared for several seconds at the lurid picture, then let it drop from his nerveless hand. He stared at his wife, his heart racing, his mind trying to get into gear, but its wheels were spinning. He had walked into an incredible scene, alerted by Max, watching his wife make love to another woman. And then to cap it off, he'd found out she'd been unfaithful with Max. It didn't matter what the reason was. Jack was a very possessive man, and Pam's body was one of his most important possessions, something he was only willing to share on his own terms. His whole being cried out for vengeance against the gleefully grinning Max, but he knew that with the big man holding those pictures of him and Anna, he could ruin him with a word, where it counted most--at work!

Balked of the satisfaction of smashing his fist into Max's leering face, the most natural way to vent his rage, Jack turned his frustration on his nakedly crouching young wife.

"You slut!" he snarled to the surprised girl. "I'll bet it didn't take much convincing for this bastard to get into your smug little pants." Pam's mouth dropped open in shock as she heard her husband's cruel words.