John McKeon - Secretary in chains

Jerry's tongue continued lapping at her pussy as she nursed his eager prick to an even greater state of erection. Whatever was coming over her, she seemed powerless to stop. She was acting like a whore. She sucked on Jerry's cock with an eagerness that shocked her. And then she turned around again and, facing Jerry, lowered her hips eagerly over his prick and sucked his dong into her body, her cunt-lips working themselves down his shaft like a mouth.

Jerry's cock filled Fay's cunt with a sensual delight that flooded through her like golden energy. Again she gave in to the bliss controlling her flesh. She felt Jerry's hard prick grinding and churning inside her cunt, pulsing and throbbing with desire. Fay felt a power filling her very soul as Jerry moaned ecstatically under Fay's grinding hips. The strange feeling was even greater than it had been in the spa. She gave in to the feeling completely.

Rolling onto her side, Fay pulled Jerry on top of her, lifting her knees to her breasts to draw even more of his hard cock into her pussy. Fay pulled Jerry's head against her breasts, encouraging him to nurse her nipples and lick his tongue over the insides of her twin mounds.

And then the door opened and Leah stepped into the room. Fay's eyes widened in surprise. Leah had reversed their situations. The difference was that Leah was not shocked or surprised. She leaned against the inside door completely at ease, her eyes feasting appreciatively on their naked bodies. Slowly, Leah unbuckled the wide belt from around her waist.

"So I catch you with another woman."

Fay could not believe the depravity of the game she had somehow gotten mixed up in. Leah advanced on them, the belt drawn back to lash Jerry's ass as she had done before. Again Fay felt the perverse flaming of arousal as the first lash snapped against Jerry's buttocks, causing his body to jump, his swollen prick swelling even larger. His knob grew to mammoth proportions inside Fay's cunt.

Leah drew the belt back again and again, lashing Jerry's buttocks and calling him foul names for making love to someone else. Jerry wanted to jump away, but he was so close to reaching a climax, the lashing of the belt drew him even closer. He too was lost in the grip of pleasure that kept his hips plowing forward with reckless abandon.

Fay felt as though she were trapped in someone else's game. But it was a game that gave her pleasure, and she continued grinding her hips in a sensual cadence that drew her closer and closer to climax. She felt Jerry's large cock slipping wetly in and out of her steaming box as he met each thrust of Fay's hips with a downward thrust of his own that drove his huge tool as deeply as possible into Fay's pussy.

Their climaxes came at the same time. Jerry's dick began spurting thick gobs of cum into Fay's cunt. Fay felt his hot sperm blasting into her box and her orgasm erupted in her body like a volcano exploding molten lava. With each spurt of cum, Leah's belt cracked across Jerry's ass. Fay writhed in orgasmic bliss. Jerry's cum dripped in thick gobs down her ass.

It seemed to Fay their climaxes went on and on forever. Fay gave herself up to the sensual pleasure surging in wave after wave through her flesh. But finally it ended. Leah buckled her belt back around her waist. Jerry pushed himself from the bed with a sheepish smile on his face. He rubbed his ass and winked at Leah.

"You got kind of carried away, didn't you?" he asked.

Leah sat in a chair against the wall and crossed her knees. She lit a cigarette while Jerry slipped into his tennis clothes and made his exit, saying he had an early appointment on the courts. Leah settled back in her chair once Jerry was gone and gave her attention to Fay.

"I suppose you're more surprised to see me than Jerry," Leah said, moving from her chair to the bed and assuming Jerry's vacated spot. She kicked her shoes off, pulled her skirt above her thighs and sat cross-legged.

Fay edged away from her, feeling naked and exposed. "I'm more surprised at that business with your belt on Jerry's ass."

Leah laughed. "It's a game. Jerry thinks he's the club's stud so I do that once in a while to remind him of who he really is." Leah touched Fay's right ankle and began stroking her lightly. "I'm more interested in finding out who you are," Leah said, her words sounding sensual and hungry.

Fay was frightened as Leah's hand continued stroking up her legs to her hips. She had never had a woman make a pass at her before, but she knew it was coming. Fay didn't know what to do about it. She tried drawing her legs up and clutching her hands over her breasts. Leah moved closer to her, touching Fay's face and body like a blind person exploring calmly.

"Don't be afraid," Leah said. "Relax and enjoy it."

"No," Fay pleaded. "I didn't mean to get involved with you and Jerry. I stumbled in the sauna yesterday like a fool, and I know it looked like a come on, but I'm not… this way."

"What way?"

Fay blushed. She didn't want to say anything to hurt Leah's feelings. Despite the circumstances, Fay felt an attraction for Leah, but she couldn't allow herself to be used any longer. "I don't have sex with just any man and I've never made love to a woman."

Leah didn't falter in her advance. Her hands continued moving gracefully and sensually over Fay's ripe young flesh, touching and probing, arousing with a sureness that brought Fay's heart racing quickly, pumping and flushing her skin to intense sensitivity.

"There's always a first time. It's what you need. I know that may sound strange to you if you haven't tried it, but you'll see. There are things I could show you even more shocking."

Fay wanted to get dressed and out of her room, but Leah blocked her path. Fay felt Leah's fingers all over her body, caressing and stroking. Fay could not stop the arousal that grew and spread through her insides like a flame, gripping and holding her from making any effort to stop Leah's attack.

Leah pulled Fay toward the center of the bed and pushed her onto her back. Leah lowered her face to Fay's breasts. Leah licked Fay's breasts, pressing her tongue against her dark nipples and savoring the warm taste of her growing arousal. As Leah's mouth nursed hungrily at her breasts, Fay's hands held Leah's head, guiding her now from breast to breast, feeling wicked and ashamed for the easy way she had taken.

Fay knew from the very depths of her soul that she should pull away from Leah and stop what was happening. All her upbringing had conditioned her to avoid the thing that was happening now. But she couldn't stop.

Leah became like an image of herself; so close in appearance were the two women. Fay had the impression she stared into a mirror as Leah nursed at her breasts and stroked her body. Fay closed her eyes and gave in to the feelings surging like fire in her veins. Is this who she was? A sensual animal that responded with no holds barred to any advance anyone made on her? In the past she'd been protected by her role as wife of a small-town school teacher. There had been no chance for additional sex then. And her husband had been uncreative. Sex had fallen into a boring pattern that fit Fay just fine.

But now that she was single again and had no role to follow, she was finding herself to be putty in the hands of circumstances. It scared Fay to realize how she was being led. But now with her passion aroused again, Fay had no desire left to want it stopped. Fay pulled at Leah's head, pushing her breasts even harder against Leah's face, feeling the sensuous delight that smoldered in her breasts. Fay wanted the feeling to go on forever.

Leah began licking her way down Fay's body, moving slowly and sensually toward Fay's dark, triangular patch of pubic hair. Leah's tongue lapped over Fay's succulent skin, flicking in and out of Fay's navel and then moving even lower until her tongue tip touched the first curls. Leah moaned and purred like a kitten. She licked over Fay's hairy mound until Fay's curls were dripping with saliva.