The Family Swappers book two

Chapter 6

Arlene could feel Ron's body warm against her as gradually she began to recover. The reality of the strange situation was returning, and she wanted to be alone with her lover now. It was then that she heard Erick's smooth voice.

"Let's have a little fun with the girls!" he said.

Arlene sat up in bed, her face livid with anger. She clutched for a piece of the sheet to cover her nakedness. Erick was standing naked in the middle of the room, having apparently just removed his clothes, for his long black lounging robe and a mixture of underwear and trousers lay upon the floor. Beside him the indecisive figure of the disheveled Ella stood clad in her now rumpled white cotton nightgown.

Arlene glared at the two of them and was about to speak her mind when Ron, rising up on his elbow beside her, drawled out, "Why not? What do you have in mind, Erick?"

"Get out… get out of my room, all of you!" Arlene cried, nonplused.

"Enough is enough!"

But Ron's fingers were already curling around her breasts, beginning to tease them the way he always did, bringing all the unwanted desire rushing back to the flushed surface of her naked body.

"Enough? Sometimes only too much is enough, my darling!"

To her consternation, Arlene could not stop the continuous waves of pleasure that were coursing through her loins. She was mortified though, because she could see Erick looking at her impudently, his blue eyes mirthfully flashing. Ron's younger brother grasped Ella about the waist just as she was backing away to the door and brought her close to the bed.

"The two of them!" he said to Ron. "Let's see them do it to each other!"

"You must be out of your mind!" Arlene cried.

"No! I've got to get out of here! Please let me go!" Ella squirmed and tried to pull away, but with a good-natured laugh Erick pushed her onto the bed next to Arlene.

Ron's fingers tightened their grip around Arlene's body, his hands cupping against her large firm breasts. When she tried to twist away, his hands pulled her back, pressing expertly at her sensitive nipples and sending shivers of unexpected and unwanted desire racing through her helplessly pinned body. But it was a desire for him, not for the perverse caresses of some maid!

"Mmmmm…" Ron was saying. Just the thought of it was enough to make his pulsing cock raging hard again. "That would be quite a sight, wouldn't it?"

He was looking steadily at Ella, and she cast her eyes downward, unable to withstand his lustful gaze.

"This one will do anything I say!" Erick bragged to his brother.

"This one too!" Ron laughed, pinching Arlene's breast knowingly. "Come on, baby," he said to her persuasively. "You'll like it… I know you will!"

"Oh God," Arlene moaned softly. "Oh God!"

She tried not to think of anything. Her eyes remained closed as she heard their voices trading wise remarks and then breaking into raucous laughter once more. How could anyone be so crude? The Cassidy brothers might be fine separately, but Arlene could not abide their staggering male chauvinism when they were together. She had always thought that she and Ron had an understanding about the male and female roles… and certainly in their daily work life together there was not a hint of the usual kind of masculine injustice toward women. She was valued as an equal… a valued and valuable partner! In their private life, she chose to let him conquer her body, to extract from it the greatest delights. But recently things had been getting out of hand. First that 'lunch' with Senator Grotter, and then the double sodomy and now this!

Arlene did not know what to think. She burned inwardly at Erick's original statement about 'having fun with the girls'!

Both Erick and Ron mistook her silence for compliance and began to take full advantage of the situation.

Helplessly, Ella looked to Arlene for help, but the older woman refused to look her in the eye. Erick was urging her on, directing her, pushing her hands toward the softly protruding tips of Arlene's breasts with their dark areolas the size of half dollars. The bewildered young maid was frightened of many things… of Erick, of Ron and of Arlene herself. How had she ever gotten herself into such a situation? She felt that they were all forcing her into a lewd act of which she wanted no part. But she was already in a thoroughly compromising position and it seemed too late for regrets. With trembling fingers, Ella reached out for Arlene's stiffening body. The dark haired woman's nakedness was partially covered by the satin sheets, and only her torso and breasts were exposed to the trio's eyes. Her voluptuously white body gleamed in the soft light of the night lamp… beads of nervous perspiration glistened all over her skin. Ron reached out and pulled away the rest of the sheet. Her figure was perfect. The rib lines above the sharply indented waist, the navel with a thin line of down that ran like a pointer to the sleek curls of dark pussy hair against which the tops of her thighs pressed in an unsuccessful effort of concealment. She was all breasts, hips and thighs, seemingly ready to comply with the two brother's lewd suggestions.

Arlene felt two small hands touching her nipples, and closed her eyes tighter. She looked almost noble as she shivered beneath the young woman's unfamiliar touch.

"Lie down!" Ron cried enthusiastically, moving over on the bed to make room for Ella. Dutifully Ella climbed up onto the bed as Ron's hands pushed Arlene down. Tears welled into her eyes, as Arlene realized that she was only a spectacle for the Cassidy brothers and that Ron was going too far in the little love game that they had devised between them.Did he think he could make her do anything… anything at all?

But it occurred to her that perhaps he could, otherwise why was she lying there no, doing as she was told??? She knew that it was not only because she dreaded the stupidity of a scene, of a direct confrontation during which she would refuse to have any more to do with any of them.

After all, she had just agreed to make love with the other couple right there in the room… was it really such a big step from that to this?!

Arlene could hardly believe it when the young maid's fingers continued to touch and stroke her breasts with gentle severance, gradually becoming more used to the task and more expert at it as Arlene's nipples hardened unwillingly beneath the exciting pressure. Her hands were balled into fists at her sides as she lay with her legs slightly parted, eyes still tightly closed, allowing the frightened maid to caress her quiveringly naked breasts. Ella was now tweaking the nipples with determination and Arlene could hear the girl's careful, heavy breathing, as well as the breathing of the two men watching.

"Keep it up!" Erick commanded. "Lower… go down lower!"

"Let's get her nightgown off!" Ron suggested. The rustle of clothing and the temporary surcease of the gentle touching at her breasts told her that they were taking off the little maid's prim white nightgown.

Then Arlene felt the girl begin to trace tiny invisible fingernail lines across her rib cage and down along her stomach to the softly indented navel, pausing there to draw a small circle inside. Arlene lay trembling with shame, and Ella felt much the same way, except for the rising curiosity within her as she began to explore another woman's body for the first time in her life.

It occurred to Ella that she would do to Arlene just what she herself found stimulating, and that way she would hope to avoid displeasing her and making her that much more uncomfortable. She sensed now that both of them were in much the same position, and her heart went out to Arlene as another woman who was being put down by the Cassidys.

How degrading! Arlene thought. How terribly degrading! Tears streamed down her cheeks now as she realized that she would never really be the same again. All her life she would remember this night and wonder how to go about forgiving herself for letting it happen!

She had always maintained a fierce indifference to the idea of lesbianism, pushing out of her mind any curious thoughts she might have had on the subject. Even that long ago childhood touching that she and Sylvie had done in bed at night had been pushed to the farthest reaches of her mind. Now it returned to haunt her, and she remembered just how close she and her cousin had once been. Unlike now, when they had little to say to each other although they traveled in much the same circles. She felt a strange nostalgia for that friendship… that sisterhood with Sylvie that she herself had so blithely tossed away upon her arrival in the Cassidy household.

The fame and glory of the Cassidys had blinded her, making her forsake Sylvie's friendship and quite literally betray her to the male members of the family. For it was she who had revealed the presence of an incriminating tape recording to Sylvie's husband Tim!

Well, I'm paying for that now! Arlene thought suddenly. I'm paying for everything! She lay there with her cream white legs spread apart, her body growing more and more tense as the small fingers reached the curly tendrils of her cringing hair-lined pussy.

"Jesus!" Erick exclaimed from his position beside the bed. "You're doing okay, Ella… don't stop now!"

Erick was beginning to pull at the desire-enlarged shaft of his lustfully throbbing cock. He had never seen anything so magnificent as the sight of the two young women together. He could tell that Ron was enjoying it too, as his brother looked on with an intense expression, his hand fondling down between his thighs, clutching the swollen hardness of his rigid penis.

"Oh God!" Arlene moaned again. It was going to happen now. She felt sticky and moist all over and she could feel the eyes of the two brothers boring into her flesh. She felt shamed and defenseless and humiliated.

"Aaaaaaaaaah!" she cried out as finally Ella's fingers spread the slender hair trimmed lips of her vagina, exposing her quivering little clitoris to the air. Then the fingers were sliding softly over the growing pleasure-bud, teasing it, tickling it, pulling at it.

Ella was playing with Arlene's moist cuntal furrow the way she played with herself in the secrecy of her bed. That sinful activity that she had grown so used to and so accomplished at was now being put to some other use!

Arlene groaned and bit her lips. The softness of the maid's touch was strange to her. It brought back the feathery delights that she and Sylvie had known, and after all the rough tortures her body had been through this evening she was profoundly shocked by the change. Ella's fingers were reaching her on some other level… a level that Arlene had not really explored in depth. The young maid stroked her tenderly, almost as though Arlene were a child, and she could sense a sympathy behind the light touches as though the small, almost frail girl were speaking to her with her hands, telling her not to be frightened, that she would not hurt her or abuse her as a man might.

In spite of herself, Arlene could feel her trembling pussy beginning to grow moister as her clitoris expanded beneath Ella's agile fingering.

The maid kept on working at the delicate cuntal flesh, slowly but surely, gently massaging and caressing. Then she let two of her fingers slip into the wetly seeping opening of Arlene's pliant cunt, plunging up, up into her clasping vaginal passage, softly pushing against the walls as her tightly held together fingers traveled the full length of the other woman's warmly awakening pussy.

"Aaaaaaaah!" Ella cried out in response to Arlene's cry of pleasure.

"Get on top! Get on top!" Ron urged excitedly.

Erick thought he was going to cum any second, and momentarily stopped the intense beating of his hand against his blood-swollen cock as he pulled the thick foreskin all the way back, letting his huge bulbous cock-head stand out proudly and ferociously.

Ella did not wait to be told a second time, and almost eagerly she climbed up from between Arlene's tremblingly widespread legs, without removing her firmly implanted fingers from the throbbing furrow of the other woman's cunt.

The humiliated young girl climbed halfway on top of Arlene, pressing her own naked breasts down against the voluptuously quivering shapes of Arlene's larger breasts. Arlene sighed loudly as she felt the soft sensation of breasts pressing against hers, while Ella's fingers still swirled insistently around up inside her tingling cunt. The combination was unbearable. It was comfort and warmth, it was mother love with sex added… everything she who had lost her mother at an early age wanted and needed. Arlene made one last desperate effort to control herself, to call back that dignified and alert young woman she usually was; but it was no use. Even with the two onlookers, the lewdly engrossed brothers, she still could not prevent herself from letting go. There was nothing left for her but the incredibly perverted thrill of Ella's love making and she abandoned herself to it as though she were drowning and Ella's slender body would keep her afloat.

Ella could feel the change in Arlene and it inspired her. Moaning softly to herself, she began to rub her dark hair-fringed cunt down against the quivering mound of Arlene's pussy while Arlene writhed sensuously beneath her, her legs straining apart. She just didn't care anymore. Ella felt a wonderful sense of power that she could make Arlene respond to her this way… that she could bring such pleasure to the older woman's loins. It gave her a completely different vision of herself; she was no longer just a maid to be attacked whenever Erick Cassidy felt like it… or to wait years for a fiancee that she was realizing she didn't even love. She was a person… a woman who could bring pleasure to an intelligent and forceful lady like Arlene Pickering as well as any man could!

Arlene moaned as Ella increased her caresses, slipping her fingers in and out of the brunette's lust-aroused pussy as though she were possessed by a demon, wriggling her small shapely body nakedly against hers, letting the silky flesh of it blend with hers as her hair-covered pussy began to slide against the widely exposed area of Arlene's sensitive clitoris.

Arlene moaned over and over again, her streaming pussy like one big longing ache as she strained against the heated friction both within her loins and without. Her buttocks tightened and grew slack, only to tighten again as she heard Ella begin to utter a steady stream of incomprehensible words in a low husky whisper.

Ella's fingers slithering upward into Arlene's tightly clenching pussy felt less and less like fingers and more and more like a special kind of cock pushing against the rounded protrusion of her cervix, reaching high up to the end of her dark vaginal passage.

Ella's pale breasts pressed and rolled against Arlene's slightly darker breasts, causing Arlene's passion to mount. She knew that there was no help for her now, no saving her, and she was resigned to her fate, almost swooning now from the exquisite floating sensation of pleasure that pervaded her nakedly twisting body.

As she sank deeper into her swoon, she opened her eyes for the first time and through the wild flinging strands of Ella's sweet smelling black hair she saw Erick and Ron towering over them, both men having moved to the end of the bed so that they could see better. She saw their lust-hardened cock pumping lewdly away over their writhing bodies, but this obscene sight did little to dampen her mounting excitement.

So what? she thought. So what! She felt angrily proud that she could get along without them very well, that she and Ella were lost in a world where there were no men!

The highly aroused brunette let her lips struggle up against Ella's, her arms enfolding the girl's small but strong body, pulling her closer against the rising pressure in her naked loins. She could feel it enveloping her. There was no shame whatsoever, only the precious body of another woman making her cry out, making her want to explode. She was breaking in two. Oh God, it was too much! Too good!!

"Yes, now!" Ella whispered suddenly to her, and the urgency of the maid's voice released her and she was cumming, cumming so completely that it was as if gravity had let loose flinging her into nothingness, projecting her with a tremendous force into… what?… another force of similar magnitude! Dimly, Arlene realized that Ella was cumming too, writhing excitedly on top of her own bucking and twisting body. She could feel the drenched inner cunt, the hair-covered outer pussy, grinding down madly against her own fully exposed, insanely climaxing pussy… and thousands of electric sparks seemed to be ricocheting between their two soft feminine bodies.

"Kiiissss mmmmmeeeee… Oooooooh kisssssssssmmmmmmmeeeee!!" Arlene begged, and she felt Ella's tender lips apply themselves to hers in a soul-searing kiss that heightened the shattering orgasm that had become on mutual orgasm between them.

"Oohhmmmmmm!" The two women's tongues mingled knowingly, as though they had waited years for this moment, and their groans of blissful cumming expanded throughout the large bedroom for long, long minutes as they continued to writhe nakedly against each other, oblivious to the two brothers who had inspired their loving.

Ella's fingers moved slowly in ever widening circles up within the contracting and pulsing walls of Arlene's moisture drenched pussy. She was milking the other woman's orgasm for all it was worth, extending it, increasing it, making it build just when it might fade.

"Ooooooggghhhh!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!!!!"

"Immmmmmccccuujmmmmmiiinnnggg againnnnnn!" Arlene cried aloud, increasing her grip on Ella's passionately moving body over hers.

"Yes… yes… yes!" Ella replied. "Yes!"

Erick looked at Ron, and his brother looked back at him. In their expression was a little of the defeat that they sensed. They had intended another kind of fun. Yet, the scene between the two women had such a powerful erotic value that they could not help but admit, albeit mutely, that it was by far the most profoundly moving thing they had ever witnessed. Their own climaxes were starting as they stood over the nakedly trembling women. Ron started first, soon to be followed by Erick, and shortly two streams of thick white fluid began to spurt forth, covering the milk-white bodies on the bed and slipping down over the silken surfaces to the crumpled satin sheets beneath.