Lustfully, Carol withdrew her hand from between her legs and clutched at Jean's nearest, dangling breast, salaciously smearing the wetness from her own cunt over the marble-hard bud of its tiny pink nipple... !

The lewd act reminded Jean of her excited friend's presence, and in her passion-mesmerized ecstacy, she twisted her head to look back at her. "Oooohh... oh Darling, I-I'm sorry... ! It's so beautiful... and I... I needed it so... !

"It's all right, Darling, go on... go on... !"

"No! No... ! I want you, too!" Jean gasped, her lust- incited brain reeling with flicking memories of Lydia Newell and the wanton thrill of licking and sucking the auburn-haired girl's cunt! "I want you up here, Carol, Darling... with your legs spread open in front of me where I can kiss and lick your pussy with my tongue! Hurry, and we can all cum together!" she obscenely urged, reaching back to grasp her friend's hand as Caesar fucked even more wildly now up into the wide-split crevice of her hungrily welcoming young vagina from behind!!!!


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Mark toured the range roads a half-dozen times, listening with attuned ear through the opened window for the night-splitting explosion that he didn't want to hear. Not that he cared about the goddamned wild-pack, but that unnerving shot could mean that one of those drunken maniacs up there in the hills had been accidentally killed!

In two hours, it didn't happen, and gradually he relaxed to the possibility that it wasn't going to. Steve wasn't about to come back with anything but a mighty sore ass from riding that horse! If they hadn't come across the pack by now, they weren't about to. Caesar's ravaging time was somewhere close to midnight, and it was thirty minutes after that. Chances were, thank God, that the bastard had taken a holiday!

Christ, he thought, he too, was thinking of the vicious beast almost as if it had human intellect! Shows what lack of sufficient sleep can do! To hell with it! He'd go home and see how Jeannie was doing, he decided, a flashing sense of lustful arousal ripping through him at the memory of her plea just before he'd left. Damn! Might as well! What could he do, anyway? That crew had enough liquor amongst them to keep them plodding all night... and his own sweet Jeannie was home in bed waiting for him! I need you tonight, Darling! she'd begged. Christ! He sensed his cock elongating, hardening inside his pants. Fuck 'em! Let them kill one another if that was their bag! He was going home, kick Carol back into the guest-room, and lovingly fuck his beautifully curvaceous wife... !


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Passionately, Jean stared down at the soft, curl-rimmed lips of her girl friend Carol's sensuously splayed cunt that the vivacious brunette was spreading open to her with slender fingers placed on the dark, hair-lined lips, her lovely white legs scissored wide as she revealed the glistening, moist delicacies of the intimate little hole up between her thighs!

"There it is, Darling... if you want it!" Carol luridly hissed. "My hot cunt! Waiting to be licked and loved... !"

Jean didn't linger, not even to visually devour the lust- inciting beauty of it! The building, swirling heat in her young wifely loins from Caesar's huge cock fucking into her from behind, forewarned her that the moment of ecstatic explosion was near at hand. Instead, she dropped her head, snuggling her lovely face in close to the wet pungency of Carol's nakedly exposed pussy and blindly, greedily, thrust her tiny pink tongue into the hot, liquid flesh to lave and lick, sometimes sucking her way upward toward her nakedly moaning friend's suddenly quivering clitoris!

"Oh... ! Oh God, Jean... it's heavenly! Don't stop! Do it good! Just... just don't stop... ever... ever!" Carol heard herself moan, knowing the many, many times she had envisioned this very moment! Oh God, her best girl friend, Jeannie, was licking her cunt! Oh God... she'd, go insane... !

Caesar heard their exchange of affectionate sounds as he hungrily fucked his pale rod of burning animal-hardness deeper and deeper up into his golden-one's warmly absorbing cunt, sensing his moment of cumming nearing! He was not unhappy at their closeness, in fact, it seemed to stimulate his own want! There was something about their whiteness, the wet, pink little holes up between their smooth-skinned, naked legs that sent the wild, hot-blood racing through him! He knew that his golden-mate was mouthing the open little slit of the fire-eyed one's quivering body, and that she, the latter, was experiencing love and joy by the whimpering sounds she made! This was good, he instinctively reasoned! That beings should be happy however... wherever! Affection and joy, his beastial mentality registered, his keen eyes watching the act before him, the sight of it goading his scalding sperm toward the moment of his near release!

Jean felt her animal-lover's cock growing and beginning to jerk slightly up inside her, sensed the worming tip caressing all the way up to the under side of her hotly inflamed belly! He was going to cum and so was she... but would Carol? God, she wanted them all to come to orgasm together in this beautiful moment! Wildly, she sucked at her friend's deliciously tasting clitoris, hoping against hope that she'd found the secret of her ultimate release... !

"Oh... oh yesss, Babbyy... Carol's going to cummm... right in your mouthhh!" the willowy brunette gasped, clutching desperately at her own sensitively jumping breasts as the swirling passion mounted toward the erotic second of ultimate release!

"Mmmmmmm!" Jean whimpered, with hotly sucking lips and ravishing tongue, knowing her own moment of ecstasy! Suddenly, she tasted the warmly gushing juices of her girl friend's hotly flowing secretions, the frenzied delight tripping her built passions almost beyond human mentality! She sensed a bullet-like spurt of boiling semen from Caesar's deeply imbedded cock, then an unleashing of his volcanic animal-cum that seemed to saturate and swirl about hotly throughout her entire quaking belly and fill her greedily absorbing young cunt almost to the bursting point. And with it, came her own explosion of maddening bliss, her nakedly curved body spasming in obscenely forbidden rapture to the human wails and animal whimpers that filled the room... !

And then, there was a gasping silence! Jean sensed herself falling, uncontrollably collapsing forward, her face still resting against Carol's wetly exhausted loins, her sperm-flooded young cunt still sucking greedily at Caesar's rapidly deflating animal- cock. She felt and heard him withdraw from between her legs, his softened penis slipping out of her with a soft, lewd plopping noise and she knew without looking that he would not be there when she turned her head... yet, she did! He was gone... her magnificent lover... but he would come back! Again, she rested her cheek against the soft, downy wetness of Carol's still warmly pulsating cunt. It had all been so beautiful... so beautiful... !


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No one had heard Mark's entry into the house; he was certain of that as he stared into the room at the two naked girls! His heavy cock still throbbed in anticipation inside his pants, but at that moment it had temporarily lost a certain amount of its inspired hardness!

Jesus Christ! Jean was between Carol's wide-spread legs, her face resting against the girl's cunt! He saw her lips, wet and glistening! She'd been eating pussy... Carol's pussy! Jesus Christ... his Jeannie... his own Jeannie! Jesus, she was a lesbian too!

He tried to gain control of himself, dug his nails into the palms of his hands, but he knew it was no use! His whole fucking world had twisted upside down for him anyway! He'd tried... tried... tried... but this... this was too much! He just couldn't swallow it!

Jean a lesbian! He gasped inwardly, sensing his cock hardening once more as he gaped lustfully at Carol's naked, willowy body, vengeful thoughts beginning to boil feverishly in his painfully enraged brain... !

Chapter 20

A wave of astonished disbelief swept through the big, well-proportioned frame of Deputy Sheriff Mark Blakely as he stood in the hallway of his small home staring beyond the partially opened door into his bedroom! The pair of naked, curvaceous young women lying obscenely curled together on the rumpled bed were totally unaware of his presence. An expression of utter incredulity distorted his handsome, chiseled features, his appalled grey eyes riveted on the wanton spectacle his voluptuous blonde wife and her vivacious, long-time friend presented in the obvious throes of sensual exhaustion!

Christ, was it possible... or was he losing his buttons altogether? His young Jeannie's whitely ovaled buttocks flagrantly faced him in their fully rounded nakedness, and there was nothing imaginary about that! It was bare fact! Her long shapely legs still spread in satiation provided him a bird's-eye view of the wetly glistening ribbon of pink, intimate flesh separating the moistly swollen lips of her golden-curled vagina! And there was nothing hypothetical there either, nor in the viscid moisture coating the smooth white flesh of her lush inner-thighs, damply reflecting the soft lamp-light in undeniably lewd evidence! It all lay before him in the absolute, the lurid sight sucking a nauseating vacuum at the base of his stomach!

The shocked young husband reached out to grasp support of the door-frame, sensing the firm arousal of his penis he'd hurried home with, slowly softening and buckling in the middle, the lusting thoughts he had entertained concerning his young wife of two months taunting him, as if they had suddenly assumed leering faces of lesbian mockery! He watched a sensuous tremor ripple over the nakedly curved loveliness his Jean possessed, saw her brush her long blonde hair away from her face, then inconceivably graze her cheek lovingly up between Carol Foster's open thighs and rub against the moistly saturated pubic hair!

Jesus Christ, maybe the goddamned world was coming to an end, too! That would be as feasible as seeing Jean lying with her beautiful young face lewdly nuzzled to her girlfriend Carol's dark, hair-fringed pussy, her luscious lips, delicate chin, and tiny nose-tip still wet from the apparent moisture of the willowy brunette's openly spread vagina! His Jeannie... my God... it must have been the blow on the head from the accident! What else... ? Carol up between her legs... ! Christ, she just couldn't be a... lesbian... Could she? Or... or could she... ? Goddamn, after all he'd seen the past week, just about anything was possible!

He gaped at Carol, his writer-friend's blithely stunning young wife, lying obscenely spread wide on her back, her firm well-shaped thighs salaciously open while Jean nestled her passion-moistened face against the damp softness of their house- guest's languorously offered cunt hair! With a head-shake, Mark sought to rid his brain of the incredibly lurid nightmare, but it didn't go away; he was wasn't dreaming! If... if he'd been minutes earlier, what the hell would he have seen then? Oh shit... there had to be a logical answer... the accident... was that it? He didn't know about Carol, but the blow Jeannie had received on her forehead the night before in the car accident; it was the only logical explanation! His mind reeled. And where the hell had she been last night? He hadn't been able to find that out yet, either!... Couldn't let Steve know about this... the poor bastard, out there risking his life riding down a wild story with that crazy, drunken hunting posse... !... Had to keep his goddamned head... slip back to the front door and slam it as if he'd just come in... seen nothing... somehow forgive her, forget it ever happened... !

That, Mark would painfully have done, convinced that rationality with diplomacy, preposterous as it seemed under the loathsome circumstances, was the only immediate, discreet move for all concerned... He started to back off, then caught himself short when all of a sudden Jean began to shamelessly slither her voluptuous curves up over Carol's openly receptive body, the brunette's arms encircling his wife's neck as their full, firmly shaped breasts crushed nakedly against one another, their mouths fusing hungrily together in a heated, tonguing kiss!

Their panting little sighs of sensual fulfillment reached him, sending a renewed charge of disgusted rage seething through his big, tensed body, destroying any vestige of sanity he had struggled to hold on to! Homosexuality in any form had always sickened him, but this perverted affair... his own wife... and right in his own bed! Fuck!

He reached for the support of the door-frame once more, sensing his heavy cock solidly re-swelling with a non-reasonable on-rush of fresh blood! The lust-inciting scene of their seductive white bodies squirming nakedly against one another, satin-smooth flesh buoyantly yielding to erotically squirming flesh, was more than he, in his violent indignation, could restrain! He couldn't help but ogle the firing revelation of Carol Foster's supple, unclothed body, not unaware that it existed; but actually seeing it so lasciviously and nakedly displayed for the first time clawed feverishly at his loins!

Bitches! All the rationalization in the world he might summon would never eliminate the obscene picture their forbidden embrace etched in his fuming brain, nor the sheer, vengeful lust mounting from it! Goddamn them! Why not... an eye for an eye... and that's a game any number can play! He'd come clean with Steve after he fucked his hot little wife, shitless, too! He'd stake his ass that the poor bastard was as much in the dark about this as he'd been! Hell, he'd even suggest that Steve fuck Jean anyway he liked, if he wanted to, the vindictive young husband blindly reasoned! Why not? There was damned little that was sacred anymore... !

The young police officer half-staggered into the room, but the pair of passion-involved girls were still unaware in their whispering intimacy. They squirmed hotly against each other in their infused nakedness, breasts to breasts, soft bellies writhingly meeting, the fully rounded mounds of Jean's whitely undulating buttocks quivering and rippling as she feverishly ground her wet loins down against those of the spread-thighed Carol beneath her! To this unrestrained exhibition, Mark lustfully pulled at his clothes, feeling almost drunk without benefit of a drink in the bitter sexual arousal that had vengefully overwhelmed him!