Peter Grinberg - Every inch a nymph

Jeannie sucked hard at the nakedly spread pussy before her and drank the hotly flowing pussy-juices, savoring them, like some vintage wine, the sweet lewdness of laving up and swallowing another girl's cunt-juice suddenly pushing her own nakedly straining body over the brink into the deepest abyss of sheer pleasure she had ever experienced. Her body shuddered around Tony's rigidly probing tongue like an erupting volcano, going on and on, deeper and deeper into her soul, far beyond thought into pure unutterable bliss, until finally she collapsed flat on her back, like the others, dropping her legs like lead weights on either side of her body.

Hilde and Tony also lay absolutely still for a few minutes as their breathing slowed and they savored the lingering traces of their orgasms, totally enveloped by the silence and the sullen heat of the desert sun towering over them. After a few minutes the mood of satiated contentment began to fade with the waning pangs of pleasure and was slowly replaced in Tony's mind by a growing awareness of the enormity of what he had just done with these two wanton girls. If Melanie ever found out, he would be in more trouble than any man could handle without turning back into a cold-hearted bitch in the process. Maybe she would be able to see the guilt in his eyes anyway. Christ, the last thing in the world he wanted was to hurt her! He would have to hide from her what he had done, and be could certainly never allow it to happen again, ever!

Remorse and regret grew in Tony while he got heavily to his feet and began pulling on his trunks, regret that he would never again be able to experience the sheer wanton bliss of lewd acts like the one in which he had just participated, regret that he would never be able to share that kind of completely guiltless sexual ecstasy with the woman he loved with all his heart.

Tony, Jeannie and Hilde were putting their suits back on silently by the hot springs as if they had already said all that needed to be said between them. Tony was sure they regretted as much as he did that they had gotten carried away in their sexual teasing. Neither of them would ever wish to hurt Melanie in any way, so he could be certain they would never purposely tell her what the three of them had been caught up in together this morning. From that angle, anyway, he was safe, he thought with, a certain bitterness. Then suddenly Jeannie dove into the water and Hilde immediately followed, splashing noisily.

"Come on in, chicken!" the young redhead yelled. "The springs are good for you – might even spring it back to life again, lover-boy!"

"Yeah, honey, come on in and join us!" Jeannie pleaded.

Tony was very tempted, but decided he should get back to the rest of the gang at the main building of the spa.

"Hey, Slim's throwing another party tonight for his special guests," Jeannie called out after him as he turned to leave. "Will you and Melanie be coming?"

"I… I dunno, Jeannie."

"Aw, come on, say you'll come!"

"Okay, we'll come!"

"That's c-u-m, honey!" Hilde giggled.

Tony Patton strolled with his head hung low back to the main buildings of the Sunshine Spa and walked along behind it until he came to the window of their bedroom. It was open, so he peered in, but Melanie was nowhere in sight – where the fuck was she?

"Melanie!" he called, but, getting no answer after a second try, he shrugged and continued on his way around the building, trudging slowly as if he were putting off the moment when he would have to lie directly into her unsuspecting, innocent green eyes. As he rounded the front corner of the gym, he nearly collided head-on with a hurrying figure.

"Oh, Tony, it's you!" Slim exclaimed loudly, stepping back with a laugh. "I was just coming to see how you were getting along, you horny son-of-a-bitch!"

Tony was surprised to see the muscular spa owner red in the face and gasping as if he had just run the hundred-yard dash. Christ, what was wrong with the guy?

"Those – um – exercises this morning got me kind of tired after last night," he said, trying to step around the brawny boyfriend of one of the girls he had just balled. "So I – um – I spent the last little while at the hot springs."

Slim stepped nimbly backwards in just the right way to continue blocking Tony from going forward, while not quite seeming to be doing it on purpose.

"Great for the old body." Slim laughed. "I recommend my clients dip in several times a day." He wiped his brow. "Find anything interesting?"

Tony smiled. "This is a very interesting place you and your brother run, Slim," he said, trying to change the subject.

"Man, you'd better believe it. We got people from all over the state coming to Sunshine Spa to get it on. Take that hot little number." Slim nodded his head towards a beautiful young brunette. "She is a hot little chickie from up north… Mrs. Cummings… owns the biggest cat-house on the west coast of California. They call her Lady Cumming… after her specialty… and man, does she know her business! She is the hottest little pussy I've ever met… and man, ohhhhhh man, that is something!" Suddenly Tony decided he didn't want to spend any more time with Slim. The guy was a decent fellow and had a great sense of humor, if a fellow wanted to get super-horny about sex – and that was about where he'd let the whole thing lie.

"And fellow!" Slim called out hotly. "See that fantastic little blonde? Her daddy practically runs these United States of America – Christ – not to mention that he controls the whole fucking canal area… Amy Luttrell is her name, and believe you me she is an expert – an expert at sucking a prick dry – absolutely unbelievable!"

"How exciting," Tony murmured for lack of anything else to say.

"Yep… and that brown-skinned young fellow next to her… can you believe he's super-into the whole bit – you know, whips, chains and bonds… I had to have a special room installed here at the spa just for him. Seems he was into vertical racks… seems they're into that in South America…"

"Vertical racks?"

"Yeah… liked to bang his women, tied them up real tight on the wall…"

"Jesus! That's… that's…"

"It's not as fucked-up as you'd think, man."

"Well, it sounds fucked-up to me. Christ, tying chicks up to a wall!"

"There are lots of people who dig it, man."

"You sound like you're some kind of a pervert, Slim," Tony replied, trying to end the conversation, again.

"Fuck, it's a lot of fun," the muscular spa owner replied. "You've never lived if you've never whipped a chick's naked ass. Some of them love it. Now I'm not saying all of them are into it. Like that Karrie for example." Slim nodded his head towards a huge-titted redhead with short hair stepping into the cold pool. "Karrie Benito is one chick that is likely to whip your ass clean if you ever tried it with her, man."

"No shit," Tony replied, becoming for the first time very interested.

"Yeah… you can't see it from here, but she stands about six-foot-two, and the cunt is all muscle – she really knows how to work a guy over, man." Slim groaned. "She really knows how to do a number."

"Big shit, so what am I supposed to do about her?"

"If I were you, man, before I even tried making Karrie Benito, I'd try with that pretty blonde cunt of yours…"

"Melanie?" Tony gasped.

"You betcha!"

In the shower, Melanie was miserable. She was not washing her cum-filled pussy clean, but leaning exhausted against the flat coldness of the tiles. She knew she would never forget the wanton spasm of desire that had possessed her soul and body when she had heard the sound of Tony's voice calling her name through the back bedroom window.

The voluptuous young blonde had been frozen into immobility by the horror of the moment and, left to herself, would have stayed absolutely still right there on the table until he had come around the spa and discovered her – completely naked with wet rivulets of white-hot cum dribbling from her mouth and cunt. But Slim's quick thinking had saved her. He had told Will Monroe to get her back into the shower while he staged a delaying action. He had already been pulling up his shorts as his voice had rushed out the whispered instructions, and a shudder of gratitude trembled through her naked, body.