Chapter 9

Cynthia was all set to give birth to her child. She had taught Ed what he had to do to assist her. She had sharp scissors to cut the umbilical cord, a special tie bandage to wrap about the baby's end of the cord, how to clean off the afterbirth, and if she had a hemorrhage how to take the steps to stop it.

"Let nature do the rest," she smiled, as he looked down upon her. "I'll let you know when the water breaks and the contractions begin. If we both do our part, we'll have a healthy baby and I'll be just fine."

"I love you, honey," Ed admitted.

"And I love you," his wife caressed his face. "You need to shave if you're going to lick my pussy. I don't like a days growth scratching my thighs."

"I'll go shave right away."

Ed returned wearing Stetson cologne he splashed on. Although it was a bit strong, Cynthia appreciated the effort. She was so swollen in her abdomen that she couldn't see her husband lower his face to her pussy. He shaved so close that it felt like a baby's butt against her thighs. She shuddered when he tongued her on her clitoris. His appendage was wet and warm giving her the chills. A smile lit her face from the pleasure she was receiving. Her eyes were closed, her breathing became irregular, her legs closed about the sides of his face as he stuck his tongue into her slit. Being so relaxed, she enjoyed this more than any previous coupling they ever had. Cynthia had one small orgasm then the second burned within her, coming to the surface with her thighs automatically tightening about his head as her hands gripped the new linens tightly. Grunts, moans and groans escaped her mouth as the sound of his lapping steadily probed her pussy. Finally she felt a tidal wave of an orgasm flow through her. It seemed like every cell of her body was about to explode. She cried out so loudly, it was if she were in labor.

Holly cuffed Gladys to all four posters of the brass bed. She gazed at the young girl lying nude and spread eagled on the mattress.

"I have something special for you, honey."

"What is it?" Gladys beamed. She felt the excitement coursing through her veins wondering what her lover had for her this time. At dinner she was so secretive, which made Gladys guess that Holly had something unique in store for her.

"You'll go into an orgasmic fury," she smiled. "But this requires you to be gagged as well." She stuffed a silk scarf into her mouth.

"Can you breath Okay?"

Gladys nodded. She felt the wetness seeping out of her slit in anticipation. Her eyes widened when her naked lover produced a long white feather.

"You're going to have a huge orgasm by means of this wonderful feather," she said, gliding it around her swollen nipples. Gladys' stomach pulled inward making her ribs show all the more. She struggled to get away from the light touch the feather produced.

"Yes my love, you will have both agony and ecstasy at the same time," she bent down to kiss her between the eyes. Holly continued lightly slithering the feather about her nipples. Gladys made noises through her gag as she shook her head not wanting to be tortured in this manner. For five minutes she turned and twisted in every way she could manage but failed to escape the flowing white tickler. Then Holly inched downward to her shaved pussy. The first touch caused her hips to bounce. Tears fell from her eyes. The feather was almost as bad as that strapon that Holly promised that she'd never use again. On and on it went. Sweat formed over her entire body from the exertion, she was trying to escape how Holly was giving her this feeling of wanting to jump out of her skin. She circled her clit which only matters things worse. Gladys tried pushing the silk out of her mouth with her tongue.

"No, no, no," Holly scolded lightly. She looked at her lover's body then decided that twenty minutes was enough. Putting the feather aside, she positioned herself grabbing her ass in both hands. She pulled her up as far as the cuffs would allow then put her tongue into her pussy. It wasn't three seconds when Gladys exploded her cum mixed with urine into Holly's face. She even sent farts into the cop's nose.

"Fantastic!" Holly smiled, smelling the gas, urine and cum all mixed together. She looked up and saw that Gladys had passed out. She pulled the gag from her mouth and watched as her lover gulped for air. Holly uncuffed her, got a wet towel and laid it over body. The redness was starting to spread. Holly kissed Gladys on the mouth but with no tongue. For her, it was a very chaste kiss.