Anonymous - Wanda

Wanda sucked on Alice's tongue as it slipped deep into her mouth. She made believe it was Mr. White's thick, hot cock in her mouth.

As Wanda responded to Alice's tongue, she felt Suzy's sneaking fingers slip under the elastic of her panties. They brushed the lips of her cunt and then down between them. Wanda could feel her cunt opening at the very touch of Suzy's fingers. She felt a finger slip into her passage, slowly and unerringly, until it was in as far as it could go. She felt another finger join that one, and yet another, until she was completely filled with Suzy's hand. Suzy's thumb played back and forth against Wanda's clitoris. Wanda turned to Alice and, breathing heavily, put her lips against Alice's ears.

"Alice, you're going to think I'm terrible, but I'm so burning hot in my cunt, I'm on fire. Oh, Alice I've so much to tell you!"

Gone were any inhibitions Wanda had once suffered regarding Mrs. Long's sponsorship of her in college. Because of Mrs. Long's activities on her behalf, she'd received a great deal of financial aid. But college was over. And now she felt blissfully good.

"Tell me, my hot little darling.” Mrs. Long smiled, opening Wanda's skirt and sliding it down so that Suzy could take it off.

"My God,” Wanda squealed, putting her fist across her lips to stifle her enthusiasm, “you're undressing me, right here in this restaurant."

"Yes,” smiled Alice, “and you love it, don't you, my little darling? Don't you?” she repeated. When Wanda felt Suzy pulling down her moist, cotton panties, she gasped.

"Leave on my shoes, please,” Wanda cried.

Alice was now rubbing Wanda's clitoris with her finger. Suzy discarded the panties to the side where they could be easily found. Then she jammed four fingers into Wanda's dripping passage and, once there, spread them open so that she was touching each side of the far walls of Wanda's cunt. Then she began to twist her hand, pulling Wanda's inner flesh with it each time it made a quarter turn. Alice continued to finger her clitoris. Wanda thrust her hips forward onto Suzy's penetrating fingers.

"Oh God!” Wanda cried, again muffling her voice with the back of her hand. “Oh God, yes… oh, your fingers… oh, how did you know… oh, yes, oh Alice… Alice… Alice!"

"Yes, my darling, yes?” Suzy's fingers were now making loud squishy noises. She was wiggling them when they were deep up inside, twisting her fingers and then expanding them and then just as suddenly pulling them out. She then shoved them back in very forcefully, making Wanda leap and thrust back onto her penetrating fingers.

"Oh Alice, I want to get fucked. Can you believe it? I'm still a virgin, and I want to get fucked by a big cock… oh, it's terrible how famished my cunt is, Alice. It's becoming more and more unbearable!"

"Wanda,” said Alice in a soft, soothing voice, still caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples, “do you want Suzy to eat your cunt right here in this restaurant? We'll all go into the ladies room, right here. You can slide along this booth and go right in; no one will see you. Don't you want to do that, baby?” She slid a tentative finger up into Wanda's moist hot asshole as Wanda turned to her, wide-eyed.

Inside the clean ladies room, which smelled very slightly of perfume, Alice said they would not be disturbed. And if they were, she'd just report that poor Wanda had gotten sick from the cheap California wine this restaurant passed off as a French vintage. Besides, Alice was rich enough to buy and sell the Captain's Table if she wanted to.

Alice led Wanda over to the sink. She lifted her up onto it and spread her legs until they fell to either side of it. The porcelain was cold on Wanda's bare flesh. Suzy turned on the water in the sink beside Wanda. She wet her hands and cupped them, filling them with the cold water. She carried it to Wanda's lap and dribbled it between her legs. Wanda squealed with delight. Then Suzy opened the velvety petals of Wanda's cunt, which was wet and slick with water and desire, and bent her small mouth to it.

Alice kneeled behind Suzy and, raising her skirt above her waist, pulled the girl's buttocks towards her face, her hands fast on Suzy's hips. Suzy's body, in order to adequately reach Wanda's sex, was at an almost perfect ninety-degree angle. She was well positioned for Alice's eager tongue, which now darted into her asshole. As it made contact with Suzy's flesh, she lunged forward, and drove her own tongue far into Wanda's cunt. Wanda had thrown back her head in pleasure. It was resting against the mirror so that this side of her seemed to be just one half of a whole, the other side of which stretched into boundaries that could not be reached by human hand.

Wanda felt pleasure flooding through her body, urged on by Suzy's tongue. She turned on the warm tap water between her legs and splashed it over her cunt and Suzy's face. When she came, her body shuddered, her cunt opening in spasms over the cold porcelain, her juices flowing with the warm water from the tap into Suzy's mouth.

Wanda could barely remember how she was taken to Alice Long's brownstone on West Eleventh Street. The poor girl was told that she'd suddenly grown so woozy that they'd had to call a cab for the remarkably short distance.

Of course, Alice and Suzy said positively nothing about slipping that pill in her drink. Alice did later remark to Suzy that it probably hadn't been necessary after all, since Wanda turned out to be as hot as a pistol.

In fact, just after Wanda had shuddered through a marvelous orgasm on the end of Suzy's tantalizing tongue, she had thrown herself from the sink onto the cool floor and masturbated herself wildly, as she watched Alice continuing her expert exploration of Suzy's cunt and asshole. The sight of Suzy bent over, her brow resting on the sink and her arms reaching behind her to spread her asscheeks for Alice had driven Wanda crazy. Alice was so busy fingering herself while she tasted Suzy's delights that she barely noticed Wanda.

Finally, driven to another orgasm by the fury of her own fingers and the sight of Suzy's asshole being penetrated by Alice's fingers and tongue, Wanda threw herself into the puddles of water that had splashed from the sink onto the floor. She wallowed in it like a child in the rain, sprinkling it all over her breasts, her face, and her hair. It was then that she had been overcome with delirium.

Now, she was freshly showered and lying in Alice's richly upholstered chaise lounge out on the patio of the sun porch under a brilliant sun and a cloudless sky.

Suzy was in the garden planting the newly bought Siamang plant. As she knelt, Wanda could see her hairless cunt from behind, where her short skirt rose over the curve of her buttocks. Wanda wondered if any of Alice's neighbors could see those deliciously sexy buttocks and that lovely cunt. It fascinated Wanda. She'd never seen a shaved cunt before. In fact, until now, she'd never even imagined one.

As she sipped from her drink, Wanda could hear Alice's voice from inside the house. She was talking to the boy from the Greek florist who had delivered the Siamang plant. When he had brought the plant out onto the sun porch and stood waiting for Alice's further instructions, Wanda had noticed him eying her naked, hairy cunt. The dressing gown that Alice had given her to wear was so short that it rose to the apex of her thighs and she was naked beneath it. But the pounding headache she was suffering made her less than anxious for any sexual encounters at the moment.

But this was not the case with Alice. In the softly shadowed library of the elegant brownstone, she was kneeling before him by the couch, negotiating with the boy, Jimmy.

"I'll give you fifty dollars and not a penny more. That should buy your silence,” Alice said firmly. It was a tone that Jimmy respected. He was a nice Greek kid with a lovely build: strong, muscular shoulders, a narrow waist, and strong, hairy legs.