Dan Devore - Factory Swapper

“Hold it! Hold it right there,” came Helen’s voice, booming from her vantage point. “If we’re going to do this thing, we’re going to do it right. Are you ready to take instruction from me, Trudy?” she asked.

“Yes,” said Trudy, almost desperately. “Yes, I am.”

“All right then,” barked Helen. “I want you to get on the edge of the sofa, place yourself on your hands and knees, bend over with your head on the couch – and spread the cheeks of, your rear end with your fingertips.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Trudy did exactly as she was told. Then, when she was in the required position, Helen placed her arm around Sue’s shoulder and led her to the couch. “I want you to put on a performance that will make me very proud of you,” she said, stroking Sue’s breasts with her electrifying fingertips. “Begin by putting your tongue all around her ass, and then get it deep inside the asshole itself. I’ll know when you’re in there, because Trudy will let me hear her reaction to it. Then, when you’ve given that about five minutes, move your mouth down to her cunny and lap it until she’s had at least seven orgasms. Remember now, I want her to come exactly seven times. Then I’ll do a little something on my own to give her three more. All right now, Sue, you may begin.”

Sue leaped to the task like a hungry dog after a bone. She pushed her face deep into the crevice of Trudy’s bottom and began flicking her tongue into spot at breathtaking speed. Trudy, on the receiving end of this assault, began groaning with passion from the first moment of contact and as the action grew more frantic, her cries and sobs of passion increased accordingly.

Helen seated herself on the sofa in a spot right next to Trudy’s head so that she could begin stroking her hair with a reassuring touch. “Talk to me, Trudy,” she said softly. “Tell me how it feels to have Sue’s tongue in your ass.”

“It-it feels so fantastic – so wild!”

“Yes, I know it does. Have you come yet?”

“Yes, I came the second her tongue first got to me.”

“Okay then. That’s one down and six to go. I want you to tell me what’s happening down below and when your climax is taking place.”

“Her tongue – it’s still working around the crack,” said Trudy, “and it’s making me feel so… so… oOoooh, there I go again… ahh… oh – oh!”

“That’s two. All right, keep talking to me.”

“Now she’s moving down to the center of it. She’s right at the asshole and she’s licking the edges. It’s… it’s… making me come again THERE! Oh, Lord … it’s so good.”

“Three down and four to go,” said Helen methodically.

“Now the tongue is going up into my asshole. I can’t believe that Sue is doing this to me. It’s IN… it’s IN… oh, God… it’s, up there. Aaaaah… ohhhh, again… here, I’m coming again oooooh!”

“There’s four times. All right, Sue, now get down to the love spot. You know what to do.”

Without replying, Sue pushed her face down into Trudy’s cunny and began running her tongue up and down the edges of the moistened lips. By now the area was so well moistened that it was difficult to tell the difference between Trudy’s juices and Sue’s saliva.

“You’re not talking to me,” snapped Helen. “I told you I wanted to hear what was happening down there.”

“I’m sorry,” replied Trudy. “It’s just that I’m so crazy with passion right now that I don’t even know what’s happening to me. She’s got her tongue deep inside my cunny, and it’s making me come so fast now that I can’t even keep track of the times myself. There, I just came again… and now it’s building up to come again – and there, unh… hah… oooooh… ooooob… again.”

“All right, my dear,” said Helen with a cruel smile on her face. “You’ve been on the taking end long enough. I want you to give a little now.”

“How – how do you mean?”

“Let me show you.”

Helen shifted her leg, raising it over the bodies of the women and placed her crotch directly in front of Trudy’s head. “Turn your face up here, Trudy,” she commanded. “I’ve got a present for you.”

Trudy turned her face up as Helen commanded, and found the gaping lips of Helen’s cunny staring her in the face. “And now it’s your turn to eat a little,” said Helen, taking two fistfuls of Trudy’s hair and pushing the face deep into her tawny muff.

Trudy tried to scream at this sudden movement, but her voice was lost deep in the cavern of Helen’s body.

“Come on, eat my pussy,” demanded Helen. “What the hell do you think I’ve got you down there for? Come on – EAT, damn you, EAT!”

Helen’s pressure increased tremendously with her words, and a moment later she had Trudy’s face pressed so deeply into her crotch that there was nothing left for her to do – BUT eat. And eat, she did! Her tongue worked like a piston in Helen’s cunny, lapping up the juices as fast as they flowed from that spot.

Meanwhile, back at Trudy’s own rear, Sue was still performing on her and making the love liquid fly.

At this point, Helen’s approach to Trudy now began to change. Instead of the harsh treatment, she began to comfort her and give her the words of endearment and encouragement that she knew the woman must need.

“That’s right, love,” she cooed softly. “You’re doing it good now. Real good.

Mmmrnm, your tongue is so hot and so wet, it’s making me feel good all over.

You like to make me feel good, don’t you?”

Trudy’s response was to lick just a little bit harder and jam her tongue into the slot just a little bit deeper.

“Yes,” murmured Helen, “you really like to please me. You never thought it could be this way with another woman, did you? But now you’re learning differently. Now you know how wonderful it can be. We’re not the least bit like men. They don’t know our inner feelings, Or our deepest emotions… so why should we waste our lives on them? Especially when we can get so much more from another woman. Companionship, compassion, and truth. That’s what we mean to each other. Another woman doesn’t want to make you pregnant and tear out your body in childbirth. No, Trudy dear. All she wants is to make you feel good inside – and have you make her• feel good, too. Oh, Trudy, love, you’re doing me so good I can’t believe it’s for real.”

Those words seemed to stimulate Trudy even more than ever, and by the time the session had ended she had been pushed over the brink of reality and into the world that Helen. had meticulously opened for her.

The three women took turns washing and once they had all dressed and met again in the living room, the change in their relationship toward each other was acutely evident.

“When will you be back to see us again, Helen,” asked Trudy nervously. From the tremor in her voice it was evident that if Helen said she’d never be back, Trudy would have gone completely tops.

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll be back very soon,” she answered in her most reassuring tone. “But in the meantime, don’t hold off on my account. You two can enjoy each other as often as you like now, you know.”

“Oh, yes, we plan to,” replied Sue, almost blushing like a schoolgirl. “But we would want you to be with us as often as you possibly can.”

“I’m delighted that you both want and need me so badly,” said Helen, preparing her bombshell. “But the only question I have in my mind, is this. Exactly how dedicated are you to this woman-to-woman relationship? I know you’ll perform your act in front of me – but would you do it for your husbands?”

There was a long silence in the room, as Trudy and Sue stared dumbly at each other.