Chapter 8

There was no way Crystal could stop her orgasm. She had to grunt and whine and clip on Fred's cock to the ultimate expenditure of her sex treasure. Nor could Fred stop his body processes. He gripped his young female and just let his cock shoot out thick, hot darts of cum until his explosive reservoir had fully emptied, even as his wife stared down at the outrageous scene on the bed.

After the first shriek of agony, Sylvia settled down to deadly menacing words.

"Well, Fred--Well, Crystal. I see you've discovered each other... behind my back!"

"Now, Sylvia," said Fred. "Take it easy."

He pulled off the girl. The juices of sex inundated his still hard, red and fussed-looking prick. There were ropes of sperm on his grayed pubic hairs and a wet smear on his lower belly. Crystal's luscious abdomen also simmered with the warm gloss of the finished lovemaking.

Sylvia glowered at Fred, her face writhing into a bitch fury.

"YOU SONOFABITCH!" she cried. "I'LL KILL YOU."

She started for him. Fred gave an inarticulate cry, leaped from the bed, and fled to the other room, followed by Sylvia shrieking and clawing at him.

Crystal lay as she had been left, her body positively glowing from the rich return to the happy world of sex. Her spirits sank into the blackest gloom. She had really torn it now. She genuinely liked Sylvia--the fact that Sylvia cheated did not excuse her. She had also ruined the one best chance she had to work a deft computer game to win the money she needed so badly.

She would have to face Sylvia. She knew it. She lay there listening to the sounds of verbal combat from the other room. Presently they quieted. She continued to lay in her discovered bed of adultery without moving. Nothing, nothing at all, came into her mind as something that she could offer to Sylvia.

At last it was quiet in the other room. Long minutes went by. For a while she hoped that the two would fight it out and leave so she wouldn't have to face Sylvia. But that was too much to expect. She heard murmurs. Once she thought she heard a low laugh, but that was impossible.

She closed her eyes, folded her arms, and rocked herself in silent misery. Her hot little cunt had finally done her a great deal of harm...

She opened her eyes. Sylvia stood at the side of the bed. SYLVIA WAS STARK NAKED!

"Suh-Sylvia!" Crystal gasped.

"Well, now, dear. You really had your fun with my husband's cock, didn't you?"

"I thought you might have a very hot little cunt," said Sylvia. Her eyes glittered and there was a menace in her look. Even a dark, savage amusement.

Crystal couldn't help staring at Sylvia's nude body. The woman was much better looking than she'd imagined from seeing her in clothes. Her face had the sexual intensity, enhanced by the nudity. Her breasts were small but well-shaped and her nipples were very, very hard. Her skin was almost flawless, her belly firm, and her cunt a startling pink under dark pubic hairs. Her thighs and legs were elegant.

"I--you're naked!" said Crystal.

"So are you," said Sylvia.

The older woman sat on the edge of the bed and ran her hand down Crystal's smooth skin. She traced a finger over the drying love juices.

"You know, dear," said Sylvia, "it's not a good policy to go around fucking the husbands of your friends."

"I-I'm sooo sorry. We were just talking, and--"

"And Fred made a leap--right into your cunt. Why not? It's one of the loveliest little boxes in the city. Now you have to pay the price."

"P-p-price?" quavered Crystal.

The naked Sylvia came gliding over Crystal's body like a sinuous snake, her warm flesh whispering against the younger girl.

"You've fucked Fred. Now I have to fuck you," said Sylvia.

"No!" cried Crystal in automatic rejection.

Sylvia laughed a devilish, lascivious laugh.

"Oh, yes!"

She held the blonde's head and stared into Crystal's frightened eyes. Then slowly, evilly, she brought her own head forward and locked her lips on Crystal's. A powerful tongue drove open Crystal's lips and there was fierce suction. Crystal felt her tongue slip out of her mouth in that overpowering suction. Sylvia sank her teeth into the meat of Crystal's tongue. She ate the helpless organ as if it were a morsel from a goddess, paying no attention to Crystal's moans of pain. It hurt to have her tongue chewed like this.

"You little bitch. I'm crazy to fuck you," said Sylvia. "You've got it all. Face, tits, cunt, ass."

"MWRRAWWRRR," shrieked Crystal.

This new Sylvia shocked her. She finally managed to pull her tongue free.

"Thath a thilly thing to do, Thylvia," she moaned, half-crying from the pain and the shame. Her tongue hurt!

Sylvia lowered her head and began to eat Crystal's big breasts, which were still fussed from Fred's hot usage. "MMMMMMMM." Crystal jerked and gasped at the sweet rushes of sex. She was still hot from the fuck.

"DON'T! OH, DON'T!"

"Got to! You're built like a million dollars," laughed Sylvia. Her face flushed with desire as she fondled the big globes and dabbed at the hard nipples with her tongue.

"OHHHH, SYLVIA," whined Crystal.

"Your own fault, remember!"

The spearing tongue went on down Crystal's belly. Lesbian? No way. Sylvia had to be bi-sexual or Sydney would've reported to Crystal... Crystal was sure that hot tongue would have to stop soon. There was a mess down below.

Sylvia dove her mouth on Crystal's cunt. Crystal felt the hair on the back of her neck rise in horror. The dark-haired woman lapped those sex juices from her belly and thighs like a cat crazy to lap up cream.

Burning, intense eyes lifted to stare into Crystal's.

"You're shocked? Baby, I have to take back the jizz you stole from me. I always do that."

Crystal lay there paralyzed with the kinkiness of that statement. If she had any doubts as to Sylvia's sincerity they ended right then. Sylvia spread her cunt lips and began to eat and suck on the sex organ that Fred had just used, retrieving the hot male juice from Crystal's box.

"OH, AAHHH!"

It thrilled Crystal half out of her mind to feel Sylvia take back her husband's jissum at the same time she gave Crystal a luscious cunt suck.

"AHHH, OHHH, SYLVIA!" she cried.

"MMMMMMMMM."

In thirty seconds Crystal was back to her point of orgasm, hot and ready, reaming her loins against the scorching tongue. Sylvia laid a heavy demand trip on Crystal's clit and she had to arch up.

"That's right, dear," said the controlling woman. "Open your sweet little box. Let's have it all. Don't hold any of it back. I WANT IT ALL!"

"AHHH, SYLVIA. THIS IS CRA-ZEEEEEE," Crystal gasped. She thrust rapidly now, her belly heating and flashing fierce sex signals throughout her body. That dragging, demanding tongue, expertly used, turned her into a cunt slave of the other.

Sylvia used a long finger to beckon down from the deep tunnel more of the spent male liquor--and to stroke luscious delight into Crystal at the same time.

"AHHH, SOO GOOD!" she cried, smacking her lips.

"YOU-YOU-YOU--FUCKING MEEEE," gasped Crystal, wide-eyed and hot, humping on the fox-like features.

Strong female fingers dug into Crystal's flesh as Sylvia reveled in her sex power. Her hand on the belly moved the skin and opened up more cunt to be eaten. Crystal moaned in ecstasy. She was being scoured out by an expert, along with receiving the most luscious cunt reaming a tongue had ever given her. She realized with a spike of new wild pleasure that this woman had probably drunk Fred's spunk from more than one contrite female. Talk about your looney sex trips! But that made it even hotter.

"I ca-can't believe this!" gasped Crystal.

"Honey, I go crazy to suck off the cunts of Fred's girl friends."

"Wha-what does F-F-Fred think of all--oh, oh--this?"

"Oh," said Sylvia, "he sucks me when some man has planted a load in my belly."

"WHAT?'

"Surely. I could never be a lesbian, woman to woman. He could never be gay. This way we get the best of both worlds!"

"Oh, my God," moaned Crystal.

She humped right up to wildness, driven by Sylvia's hot action. Her cunt was sparkling clean now, scoured of every drop of Fred's deposit. So were her lower belly, her pubic hairs, and her thighs. But the pleasure of that suck, expertly given, drove Crystal right out of her mind.

"AHHH, SYLVIA," whined Crystal. "YOU'RE TAAAAAKING MEEEEE."

"RIDE IT OFF, HOT BITCH. TAKE IT. GIVE IT UP."

"AHHHHHH, YESSSSS," cried Crystal.

She arched up, heart pounding, eyes glazing. She hung in space, curiously wanting to defeat the demanding tongue that pulled her sex treasure right out of her belly. But Sylvia made a laugh sound in her throat and rode Crystal's clit unmercifully.

The blonde girl gave a shriek of pleasure and surrendered to her, her cunt clipping and quaking in rich, helpless spasms of golden delight. She spent and spent for the wounding tongue, unable to hold anything back, pleasing Sylvia with the complete tribute of her luscious young body.

"OH, SILL-VEE-YUH!" Crystal went, collapsing, lifting, jerking, losing it all to the woman who held her belly firmly and milked her off as if she were a silly, helpless child. Her orgasm was as hot as in the one Fred's cock had reamed out of her...

Afterwards, Fred came into the room and the Ritters tucked the exhausted Crystal into bed and left. Dozing already, Crystal heard their departing words.

"But, Sylvia, why were you so mad at me when you first came in?"

"You tried to sneak one past me, you bastard," said Sylvia. "You thought you could plant it in that girl and leave it. That I wouldn't find out. That's adultery!"

Crystal couldn't help but smile.

Across the street in Gunnar Strand's apartment that same night, Leaf Campbell started to go out the door. Gunnar caught her.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Her eyes showed whites of fear.

"Out... to shop, Gunnar.

"Sunday night?"

"Sure. There're always stores open. I don't get any chance during the week. It's either my job at the bank,. or going out with Mr. Hunt or Mr. Weber, or somebody else. Last night I got in at five a.m."

"You're not going out to shop. It's that prick, young Fellows, the window teller, isn't it? You're meeting... him. He's a nothing, a poor salary slob--and you can't wait to go meet him."

Leaf licked her lips and tears came to her eyes. She could never lie to Gunnar.