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Here is part Four to the series.  Have Fun!
LCDRJMC

[lcdrjmc] Subject: NEW:Into the Maelstrom Part 4/? 
(F+/F, Reluc) by lcdrjmc@aol.com

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Into the Maelstrom:  Part IV

   Carolyn soon felt a further indignity to her person.  
Her panties had somehow worked their way into 
the crevice of her behind (she knew that this was going 
to happen after well-meaning Tamiko had pulled them up 
too high), leaving her ass-cheeks completely uncovered 
underneath her slacks.  Even worse, the crotchband of 
her panties was now putting a very strong pressure on 
her vulva and she was starting to feel very wet down 
there. Oh, damn!  She had been so intent on her secret 
pleasure that she must have worked her panties up.  Now 
her secret pleasure was worse than ever.  She felt like 
such a slut.  
   More than anything else, she wanted to undo her 
slacks and fix her underwear to a more comfortable and 
modest setting, but she couldn’t!  Not with all of those 
women surrounding her!  Besides, if they saw her 
fiddling with her underwear they might even think she 
was being affected in some way by all of the unusual 
activity going on here tonight. 
   She tried repeatedly to stop moving her hips, but 
something down there was causing her to continue.  
Something she couldn’t define, couldn’t locate.  With 
Fawn and Samantha standing right next to her, she really 
couldn't do anything without attracting their unwanted 
attention.
   She was so nervous from the close, half-nude presence 
of Fawn and Samantha that she found it impossible to 
stand still.  She kept shifting her weight from one leg 
to the other.
   Because of Carolyn’s constant movements, and some 
tugging by Tamiko, her slacks had slowly worked their 
way down to the tops of her thighs.  Carolyn knew that 
something wasn’t right with her slacks but couldn’t 
understand what it was.  She looked down but her blouse 
covered everything.  
   The perplexed Carolyn wasn’t sure what was happening 
around her waist, but she dared not move her arms to 
find out.  Every time she took her arms away from her 
chest, hands would appear as if by magic on her breasts!  
At least once even her bra had become undone and she had 
to refasten it.  She felt that it was really time for 
her to leave, at least to find the bathroom so she could 
mentally get herself together, to regain control of her 
proud untouched body, but Samantha and Fawn were keeping 
a close hold on her and she couldn’t move.
   She tried moving her legs, as she was shifting her 
weight from one to the other in order to at least to try 
to relieve that strange pressure building in her vagina 
caused by her bunched panties, when she noticed that the 
tops of her legs seemed tied together somehow.
   Carolyn’s firm buttocks were fully exposed to 
Tamiko’s lustful gaze, the woman’s panties still tightly 
drawn up into the narrow crevice.  She watched 
fascinated as the buttocks repeatedly tightened and 
relaxed as the nervous Carolyn kept up her movements.  
Overcome with the sight, Tamiko pursed her lips for a 
kiss, but instead blew a stream of cool air onto the 
delectable mounds. As she heard Carolyn’s gasp of 
surprise from above, she saw to her delight the instant 
formation of goose-pimples across the tantalizing 
expanse of round firm flesh.
   “Oh my God!” Carolyn accidentally blurted out.  That 
cool breeze she just felt across her behind could only 
mean that her slacks were slipping off!  What a time for 
this to happen!
   “What’s wrong, Carolyn?”  Samantha asked with great 
tenderness.
   “Uh... Oh, nothing,”  the distraught woman muttered.  
No one must have noticed yet, or they would surely have 
said something.  Perhaps they might have even taken 
advantage of her predicament if they knew, using this to 
make fun of her!  That would be especially intolerable 
with this group.  Children could be so cruel, sometimes.
   The snap must have broken or something, she was 
always having trouble with it.  The slacks were really a 
size too large for her to wear properly.  If they would 
just leave her alone for a moment she could discreetly 
bend down and quickly pull them back up again.
   But Fawn and Samantha stayed right with her, still 
whispering hidden forbidden things to her, still intend 
on their role of examining her if only she gave them a 
chance.
   “What about your nipples, Carolyn?  Are they 
sensitive, too?  Are they hard?” asked Fawn as the girls 
now began to trace the clearly protruding nipples. 
   Shocked by the sensation radiating from her touched 
nipples, Carolyn quickly crossed her arms over her 
abused chest.  When her covering hands felt her bra 
instead of silk, she looked down and was shocked to 
discover that her blouse was completely unbuttoned!  
   “So, they are sensitive, aren’t they?”
   Again, all Carolyn could do was nod her head, as her 
trembling fingers fumbled with the opened buttons, 
trying to refasten them.  How could this have happened?  
She had almost been undressed by these two kids--total 
strangers in a room full of semi-naked women!  I must be 
losing my mind, she thought.  And how could this almost 
child-like woman Fawn know so much about her intimate, 
private self? wondered the increasingly befuddled 
Carolyn.  It was as if she were inside my head, reading 
my thoughts!
   “I’ll bet they’re very sensitive,” cooed Fawn, as she 
deliberately licked Carolyn’s well-formed ear.
   Carolyn was rocked to the very core of her being.  No 
one had ever done that to her.  She dropped her hands 
and forgot about her now semi-opened blouse.  She forgot 
about the half-felt sensations she had been getting from 
her strangely sensitive vagina.  She even forgot about 
Tiffany and Maria.  No one had ever been that intimate 
with her.  She could only stare dumfounded at the close 
smiling face of Fawn, shocked senseless by the act and 
by her reaction to it.
   After what Fawn had done to her, Carolyn couldn’t 
help thinking about her slacks.  She could feel them 
slipping further and further down her legs with every 
move she made.  Soon they would be around her ankles and 
her humiliation would be complete.  She couldn’t leave 
until they were back were they belonged.  
   She couldn’t help it any longer, she just had to tell 
someone.  She would tell the more sympathetic Samantha.
   “Samantha, I need your help.  It’s my...my slacks.  
The snap must have broken because they’re falling down.”
   “Oh, honey.  You poor thing.  Let me check.”
   “No!"  Carolyn cried.  "I can do it...” 
   But Carolyn was too late.  To the woman’s extreme 
discomfort, Samantha had already knelt in front of her 
and was looking at the fastener of her slacks, having 
pulled the slacks down to Carolyn’s ankles in the 
process!
   “Nooo!” the humiliated Carolyn moaned softly, so no 
one but Samantha and Fawn could hear.  “I can do it, 
really.”
   “Oh, no. It’s no bother.”
   “Just let me pull...”  Carolyn couldn’t finish 
because she found herself suddenly off balance.  
Samantha had reach behind the distressed woman and  
pushed her left knee forward, making her off-balance.  
Carolyn was forced to raise her left foot enough for 
Samantha to remove Carolyn's left shoe and the left leg 
of her slacks.  Carolyn  quickly put her arms around 
Fawn’s slender waist for support.  Fawn used Carolyn’s 
distraction to reach behind the woman and press 
Carolyn's body fully against hers.  Samantha meanwhile 
pushed the back of the off-balanced Carolyn’s right leg, 
and was soon standing in front of the mortified woman 
holding her slacks and shoes.
   Carolyn looked in dismay at Samantha, not realizing 
she was still holding herself tightly to the semi-nude 
Fawn.
   “Yes, the snaps gone all right," lied Samantha 
smoothly.  "Zipper looks a little ripped too.  But don’t 
worry, there’s a sewing machine here that can fix 
anything.”
   “I...I really should look at them myself.  They are 
very expensive.”
   “Don’t worry.  Tamiko is an excellent seamstress.  
That’s what she does when she’s not in school.”
   “Well, if I could just take them myself into another 
room...”
   “Carolyn!”  Fawn said in a quiet yet commanding tone.  
“Let her take them.  Your place is here.  Your here for 
Tiffany, remember.”
   “I can’t just stand here undressed like this.  I feel 
so exposed!” she said despondently as she watched 
Samantha take her clothes down the hall towards the 
bedroom.  In her despair she pressed her body ever 
tighter to the secretly exalting Fawn.
   “Let me go with her. Please...”
   Fawn started to kiss the distraught Carolyn on the 
neck.
   “Why?  Why is it so important to you to leave now?”
   “Because you’re all driving me crazy, that’s why!  
What is going on here?  My head’s swimming.  I can’t 
think anymore.  I can’t even breathe!  And I keep losing 
my clothes!  What is happening here?  I don’t 
understand!”
   “Easy, honey,” Fawn murmured as she continued to 
nibble on Carolyn’s sleek aristocratic neck.      
   Tamiko slid her right small hand between the tops of 
the Greek girl’s soft inner thighs.  She found that the 
crotchband of Carolyn’s panties, still cruelly embedded 
into her sensitive cuntal flesh, were completely soaked 
with vaginal lubricants.  Not satisfied, using her 
middle finger Tamiko tucked the material directly into 
the steaming vagina, until all that remained was a thin 
band of elastic running down the center of the stunned 
woman’s crotch.
   “I have to leave...” Carolyn moaned, helpless. 
   “You’re safe here,” Fawn said as her hands moved down 
Carolyn’s back to her flaring hips.  She then began 
kneading each firm buttock through the over-hanging 
blouse.
   Tamiko began working the panties’ waistband slowly 
down the trembling woman’s hips, stopping so that the 
band was just above Carolyn’s lush pubic growth.
   “Why...are you doing that?”  Carolyn gasped.  
“Please stop it.”
   “Doing what, baby?”  Fawn innocently replied, her 
mouth pressed hotly against the trembling Carolyn’s 
neck.
   “What you are doing to...to me.  To my...to my body.  
It...it makes me want to melt.”
   “Haven't you ever felt this way before?” Fawn 
whispered as she continued working, dragging her lips 
moistly slowly over the hypersensitive neck, her hands 
deliberately squeezing the firm buttocks through the 
shirt.  Feeling a signal from Tamiko, she moved her 
hands away from the delicious buttocks and had them 
firmly move up and down Carolyn’s back as Tamiko once 
more started Carolyn’s panties on their downward 
journey.
   “No, not ever.  Please, you must stop.  I can’t think 
when you do that...”  Carolyn lapsed into silence as she 
continued to be overwhelmed with sensations.
   “Carolyn, you have to stay for Tiffany,” whispered 
Fawn between kisses.  “If she sees you leave for any 
reason, it will spoil everything!  It’s very dark in 
here.  Besides, your blouse is long enough that it acts 
like a skirt.  Everything’s covered, really!  See?”  
   Fawn slid her right hand from Carolyn’s back to a 
spot 
directly over the front of Carolyn’s blouse.  To 
Carolyn’s despair, Fawn slid her hand from the bottom 
hemline up over the front of Carolyn’s half-open blouse, 
pausing to press her hand deliberately over her bulging 
pubic mound, her fingers directly on Carolyn's abused 
pussy lips, covered now only by the blouse's the thin 
material.
   “Oh!” Carolyn gasped as she felt Fawn’s hand on her 
most intimate of places.  No had ever deliberately 
touched her there before.  Carolyn almost collapsed when  
she realized that Fawn’s hand wasn’t moving away.  It 
remained there!  OH MY GOD! her mind screamed.  She was 
being held by her pussy!
   “See?  What did I tell you?  No one can see.”  the 
victorious Fawn murmured sweetly, pressing her hand 
firmly against Carolyn’s steaming crotch, her fingers 
working the soft labia.
   “But you’re not supposed to...”  The humiliated 
Carolyn couldn’t tell Fawn that she was holding her by 
her crotch!
   Fawn’s hand continued its deliberate manipulation of 
Carolyn’s helpless pussy.  The confused Greek-American 
could only hold Fawn in desperation as what was 
happening between her legs tried to take over her very 
being.
   “Yes, yes! I believe you!” the woman finally gasped, 
desperate for the girl to remove her hand.  “You’re 
right.  Nothing shows!”
   To Carolyn’s infinite relief, Fawn’s hand finally 
resumed its journey, moving up between the two tightly 
pressed women.  It went up over Carolyn’s soft stomach, 
past her full breasts until it rested on her left cheek.  
In Carolyn’s highly flustered state, she didn’t even 
notice that Fawn had used the opportunity to once again 
completely unbutton her blouse.  
   Carolyn felt close to the end.  Fawn’s hand had 
nearly overwhelmed her.  She must leave this place 
before it was too late for her, yet she couldn’t go 
without her clothes.  Carolyn knew that, despite what 
Fawn was saying, her blouse wasn’t that long at all. It 
barely came to the tops of her thighs.  She couldn’t 
even sit down now without everything showing!  This was 
just great!  She’ll have to stand until Tamiko (where 
was she, anyway?) returned with her slacks.  And who 
knows when that will be!  She knew she was still in 
control of the situation, but she wasn’t sure for how 
long.  Her body was rapidly going in fact out of 
control, acting in ways she never knew possible.  
   Tamiko continued to remove the totally distracted 
Carolyn’s panties.  She lowered the back of the 
waistband, gently pulling on the material out which had 
been embedded between the crack in the woman’s ass.  
Next, she lowered the front, and carefully began 
removing all of the material from between Carolyn’s now 
swollen pussy lips.  
   Carolyn stood there, conscious of sweat pouring from 
her every pore.  She knew that what few clothes she had 
left were quite soaked.  Her wet bra was becoming 
terribly uncomfortable, her swollen breasts feeling very 
sore from the constant manipulation from her two 
companions.  Carolyn found she was having trouble 
breathing, having been reduced to simply gasping for 
air, her chest fighting the tight constriction of her 
bra strap.
   Her panties felt very wet as well, but at least they 
didn't feel quite so tight anymore.  Even the bunched 
fabric was thankfully no longer pressing deep into her.
   Carolyn continued to cling to the girl in front of 
her.  She no longer really heard or cared what the 
continuously whispering girl was saying.  Fawn had 
established a direct line into Carolyn’s brain and 
Carolyn couldn’t do a thing about it.  
   When she found her bra undone for the umpteenth time 
that night, Carolyn didn't really care anymore.  For the 
moment she was just grateful to be free of its terrible 
constriction.  She would fix it in a moment.
   Now she felt someone’s hands pushing her bra cups 
away from her breasts.  Her long suffering breasts were 
exposed at last into the hot air of the apartment. 
Framed by the open blouse and now-useless bra, her 
stiffened over-heated breasts seemed to seek the night 
air eagerly.  The nipples, excruciatingly stiff and 
sensitive, grew even longer in their new-found freedom.
    In her relief at momentarily being free of her 
tight, constricting bra, Carolyn forgot that her proud 
breasts were now defenseless.
   Her one moment of comfort was abruptly shattered when 
the true assault on her hyper-sensitive nipples began.
   Samantha gently tormented Carolyn's left nipple.  She 
grasped the erect tissue between her pure white teeth.  
She then slowly bit down until Carolyn cried out a 
little in pain.  By moving her head, she twisted the 
nipple first left then right, then tugged playfully on 
it until Carolyn's entire breast became taut, her nipple 
feeling as if it were supporting the entire weight of 
her full breast.  The times that Samantha would 
momentarily release her bite, Carolyn's nipple would 
seem to become even more erect, as if (to Carolyn's 
dismay) it enjoyed this strange and unaccustomed 
attention.
   The reason that Carolyn didn't protest this 
outrageous conduct against her person was because of 
what Fawn was doing to Carolyn's right nipple.
   While Samantha was carefully tormenting Carolyn's 
left nipple, Fawn was gently loving the other.  Fawn 
suckled on the erect nipple, when she wasn't tweaking it 
gently between her slender fingers.  She would 
periodically bathe the hard nipple in her warm saliva, 
being careful to include to surrounding areola as well.  
This nipple too responded in an astounding way to Fawn's 
careful ministrations.
   The sensations radiating from her vulnerable nipples 
shot through Carolyn's entire over-stimulated body like 
lightning.  Even Tamiko's half-sensed and increasingly 
bold (yet still undetected) workings on her most private 
of places were totally drowned out by this new raging 
torrent of sensations.
   For once in her life, the always-in-control Carolyn 
didn’t know what to do!  This dual assault on her 
breasts was driving her crazy!  Not just that, but the 
girls' hands now seemed to be everywhere on her, 
although they still seemed to be especially fascinated 
by her poor breasts and nipples.  Somehow she knew that 
they had by now even gotten into her panties.  She could 
feel how probably Samantha had dipped her hands under 
the elastic waistband her panties and was now kneading 
her buttock-flesh directly.  Someone’s hands were 
actually touching her increasingly sensitive buttocks!  
   Even her most private of areas, her vulva and vagina, 
was not immune to their reach.  She was now sure that 
something was definitely happening there, but what it 
was her bewildered mind had not a clue.
   Oh, damn this stupid idea of hers!  It was just to 
have that silly bitch Tiffany become part of a group, 
but it was really spinning out of control.  All she 
could do was to cling to Fawn like a drowning person 
would cling to a raft, as Fawn and Samantha continued to 
drive her mad.
   Carolyn knew that her ordeal would end only when 
Tiffany’s initiation was complete.  And the way Tiffany 
was reacting, this could go on all night!

   Tiffany felt totally drained.  Covered in sweat and 
vaginal fluid, she lay sprawled in a warm glow of total 
satisfaction on the couch, not caring for the moment of 
her surroundings.  Her simple acts of juvenile 
masturbation were nothing compared to the mind-blowing 
experience of this evening.  Already, the first twinges 
of guilt were entering her mind.  She was only beginning 
to realize that, like it or not, she had just given 
herself totally to a group of women!  My God! she 
thought.  She had never even thought about doing it with 
one, let alone a group!  And what if it shows in the 
morning?   What could she do then?  How would she ever 
face her parents after that?
  Finally, the sound of a woman’s groaning caused her to 
thankfully leave her disquieting thoughts.  She sat up 
and looked around the apartment.  In her part of the 
room, she was alone.  However, she noticed in the semi-
darkness that there was a large crowd of naked women 
over in that part of the room where she had last seen 
Carolyn Lord.  
  She rose from the couch and padded barefoot over to 
the group.  Maria turned her head and, smiling, 
indicated that Tiffany should come and stand with her.  
Cautiously, Tiffany went to stand with her new friend, 
in fact (as she now remembered the group’s term) her new 
sister.
  When she reached Maria, the woman silently indicated 
that Tiffany should stand in front of her.  As soon as 
she did so, she was finally able to see what was going 
on and gasped with shock and delight at the sight.
  Carolyn Lord stood almost naked, in the center of a 
semi-circle of nude women, virtually surrounded by three 
girls.  The non-involved watchers all seemed to be 
either touching themselves or someone else as they 
stared fascinated at the scene.  
  The girl directly facing Carolyn, to whom the dazed 
woman seemed to be hanging on to desperately, moved to 
the side, thereby giving the group a better view of the 
action.  Carolyn was only wearing her blouse, which 
Tiffany saw was completely unbuttoned.  Through the open 
blouse she saw that Carolyn’s bra was undone and that 
two hands covered her breasts.  Her panties had been 
lowered to her thighs and there was another hand between 
her thighs coming from behind now over her pubic area.  
  As the dumbfounded Tiffany watched Carolyn being 
worked on by the three lesbians,  Maria pressed her nude 
form directly onto the teenager’s body standing in front 
of her.  Maria reached around the naked girl to grasp 
and contentedly knead Tiffany’s pert breasts as they 
both waited for the glorious finale.

   Carolyn felt her knees go weak.  She knew she must 
break free of this torment or she would soon collapse to 
the floor.  She must leave.  She must!
   Tamiko gazed in rapture at the firm naked buttocks 
quivering before her eyes, the now useless panties half-
way down Carolyn’s thighs, and decided that it wasn’t 
such a bad job at that.  Even if it did represent only a 
single evening’s work, this proud Greek-American bitch 
was a fitting trophy to her skills.  She who never even 
knew who or what had hit her!
   Tamiko decided suddenly that it was Carolyn’s time.  
While her left hand pushed three slim fingers deep into 
Carolyn’s grasping vagina, her right hand reached 
underneath and, for the first time, paid loving tribute 
to Carolyn’s clitoris.
   “AAAaaahhhhh!”  Carolyn’s cunt consumed her 
totally!  Her legs buckled and she almost fell.  She was 
completely unable to do anything now except ride out the 
searing waves of raw sensation that was flooding her 
very being, as her vagina clamped strongly at the 
invading fingers.
   Sensations were flooding the inexperienced Carolyn.  
She felt that if she couldn’t sit down soon she would 
faint on the spot.  Drawing on a surprising reserve of 
strength, she gasped "NO!" and broke free of the deadly 
grasp of Samantha and Fawn.  Holding her unbuttoned 
blouse closed she staggered stiff-legged over to a 
nearby chair.  As she moved off, the startled Tamiko 
withdrew her hand from Carolyn's vagina.  She just had 
enough time to give Carolyn's lowered panties a quick 
pull and they fell unheeded down the moving Carolyn's 
legs.
   Tamiko looked at the useless panties lying on the 
floor with a quiet satisfaction.  Finally! she thought.  
This woman is mine!  Later she would carefully clean 
them and add them to her collection.  For now, however,  
there was the final movement to be played in tonight's 
concert.
   Her very being sundered by unbelievable sensations, 
desperate for a respite from the constant stimulation 
her body had been receiving the entire evening, Carolyn 
stood trembling behind the chair, clutching the chair 
back desperately with both hands.  The top of her head 
was spinning so badly it was all she could do to remain 
standing.  She felt as if her soul was close to 
literally exploding, and there was nothing she could do 
to control it.  She desperately needed time regain 
control of herself.  Her over-stimulated body was 
screaming for release of the sexual tension which had 
been deliberately built within her from the moment she 
entered the apartment.
   If only they would leave her alone!  Carolyn had 
never really liked her body and went to great lengths to 
keep it under her absolute control.  But tonight was 
somehow different.  Her body was anything but in her 
control.  She could only feverishly hope that no one 
would touch her any more, because if they did-- she knew 
she was lost!
   Tamiko walked up behind the unsuspecting woman.  Here 
comes the pay-off, you stuck-up American bitch, she 
thought gleefully.
   "Carolyn, honey", purred the Japanese exchange 
student.  "You look tired.  Why don't you sit in the 
chair and rest a while?"
   She reached around Carolyn and pulled both sides of 
her open blouse back off of her shoulders.
   "Wha…?" asked the shaken Carolyn.
   "Sit down, honey," Tamiko said as she pulled the 
blouse still further off of the trembling woman.
   Carolyn dimly realized that her new friend Tamiko was 
talking to her, telling her to sit down.  She numbly 
nodded, and walked carefully around the chair, headless 
of her blouse now lying on the floor behind her.
   Carolyn sank gratefully onto the chair, only to gasp 
in surprise as the cool satin fabric came into direct 
contact with the bare super-heated flesh of her 
unbelievably sensitive vulva.  Oh my God, she thought 
wearily.  Now my panties are gone.  She then felt the 
chair's fabric on flesh of her back.  My blouse is gone, 
too.  What on earth was happening to me? she wondered.  
   Seated on the chair, covered in sweat and in just her 
unfastened bra, Carolyn knew that she must look a sight.  
What happened to my clothes, her stunned mind wondered.  
I know I was fully dressed when I came here.  What 
happened?  Tamiko must help me find my clothes and then 
I can get dressed, she thought.  Just as the room stops 
spinning and her electrified body calms down.
   Yet, in spite of everything, Carolyn still knew she  
was safe.  Tamiko had unexpectedly shown up once again 
to take care of her.
   As her overcharged mind reeled with the fact of her 
nakedness, Tamiko and her cohorts moved in on the 
stunned Carolyn for the kill.  
   The Oriental stood triumphant in front of the dazed 
woman.  The nude Tamiko gazed deeply into the beautiful 
yet vacant eyes of the woman seated before her.  She 
coolly pushed Carolyn's opened bra straps off her smooth 
shoulders and down her unresisting arms. 
   Carolyn Lord was now totally naked.  Even her 
sensible jewelry had been carefully removed by the girls 
during the course of the evening. 
   Tamiko seated herself on her haunches directly in 
front of Carolyn's primly closed knees.
   Carolyn sat spellbound and could do nothing as Tamiko 
easily opened Carolyn's knees and spread her thighs far 
apart.
   "I'm a good girl," Carolyn instinctively whispered.   
   Tamiko sat back to savor one final look, before 
sending this proud American bitch down a path from which 
she could never recover, or would want too.
   Carolyn, naked and covered in sweat, sat with her 
back erect, her carriage still one of royalty before 
commoners.  Her shoulders back, her perfect breasts 
thrust proudly into the darkness of the apartment, the 
nipples looking painfully distended.
   Recognizing a familiar sour-sweet odor, Tamiko moved 
her right hand carefully between Carolyn's widespread 
thighs and confirmed that a growing puddle of vaginal 
fluids was forming on the seat cover.
   Carolyn sensed that something important was going to 
happen, but had no idea what it was to be.  She was 
vaguely conscious of someone seated directly in front of 
her, but that was all.  She simply sat, gasping for air 
as she tried desperately to get her breath back under 
control and hope that—in ways she was beyond 
understanding—that her body did not betray her.  For the 
moment, it was all she was capable of doing.
   Tamiko slid both of her hands around Carolyn's narrow 
waist and placed them on the tops of her bare buttocks.  
With one swift pull, Carolyn, her bottom thoroughly 
lubricated by her body's fluids, slid easily across the 
chair's seat toward the waiting Tamiko.
   "OH!" gasped the shattered Carolyn.  What was going 
on now? she wondered. 
   Tamiko positioned her so that she was seated on the 
very edge of the chair, her vulnerable pussy now 
directly in front of Tamiko's eager face.
   "I'm a good girl," Carolyn repeated.  It was her last 
defense.
   "I know, honey," replied Tamiko, not unkindly.  
"That's why I like you so much."
   Tamiko then fastened her mouth on Carolyn's delicious 
cunt and Carolyn went mad!
   Now past the point of conscious thought, Carolyn only 
knew that her crotch had been plugged into an electric 
outlet and it was driving her insane!
   Her body jumped and shook, her hips bucking wildly, 
but Tamiko never loosened her grip on the prize she had 
sought all evening.  Her toung went deep into the hot, 
tight passage, her teeth nibbled on the swollen vulva of 
her struggling victim.
   Carolyn's gyrations finally caused her to fall from 
the chair onto the thick carpet below.  On the floor she 
found herself too winded to move.
   Taking advantage of this, Tamiko redoubled her 
efforts, concentrating on the woman's erect clitoris.  
Carolyn could only lie there and moan, her mind finally 
carried away to other lands.
   The other girls, seeing the change in Carolyn's  
behavior, joint Tamiko on the floor.  Soon there was not 
a part of Carolyn's body which did not have a sucking 
mouth, bathing toung, or caressing hand upon it.
Fueled by pure sexual energy, Carolyn's back began to 
arch, until only her hands and feet were still touching 
the carpet.  Her sensuous body, so long denighed any 
kind of sexual release, had taken over.  Carolyn was 
awash in the unfamiliar domain of sexual pleasure, and 
her body was loving it.
   Her precious well ordered world, was gone.  Her once 
well-disciplined body now existed only for what was 
happening in her vagina. Her proud breasts, bouncing 
quite freely on her chest, were constantly being 
caressed and even sucked with impunity.  Her normally 
immaculate appearance had been reduced to sweat-soaked 
nudity.  She could think of nothing.  Not her 
humiliating exposure at the hands of these formidable 
girls, not Tiffany, not even escape.  Nothing.  
   All her body wanted was for the unholy fires which 
were consuming her loins to be put out, regardless of 
how it was to be done.  
   In the end her body won and the unthinking Carolyn 
grabbed Tamiko’s head, trying to force it deeper into 
her hungry cunt.  She moved her bucking hips forward to 
enhance the contact as much as possible.  Tamiko 
joyfully rode the whirlwind as she reveled in her 
victory over this proud woman, to the applause and 
cheers of the other girls in the group.  
   “Yes, YES!” the crazed Carolyn screamed, all ability 
at rational thought long lost to the searing emotions 
coming from her cunt.
   Tamiko could sense everyone’s impatience to get the 
magnificent Carolyn started on her journey, but that was 
the trouble with life over here.  No one wanted to take 
the proper time for anything.  Holding firmly to the 
bucking Carolyn's hips, she decided that perhaps they 
were right after all. 
   Well, when in Rome! Tamiko sighed to herself.  Her 
almond-shaped eyes glittered as the Japanese girl led 
Carolyn over the edge with a final strategic flip of the 
tongue.   
   “AAAaahhhhhh!” screamed Carolyn as her first orgasm 
hit her like an express train!  Her back arched even 
higher off of the floor than before, her vibrating body 
suddenly shaking off all of her tormentors, except the 
tenacious Tamiko.  Carolyn's vaginal walls clenched so 
tightly that her freely flowing lubricating fluids 
sprayed like a fountain into Tamiko's face, who took a 
brief moment to hungrily lap up the honey-flavored 
liquid.  Still bowed over the floor, Tamiko quickly 
brought the quaking Carolyn to her second orgasm before 
she had even finished recovering from her first.  
   The girls could only watch in awe as Carolyn was 
brought by the skilled Tamiko to climax again and again, 
her glorious body shaking and quivering in uncontrolled 
ecstasy.
   It was after her fifth orgasm, finally overwhelmed by 
her own emotions, when the impeccable Miss Carolyn Lord 
collapsed spread-eagle and unconscious on the carpet.  
She lay there, naked, saliva drooling from her open 
mouth, her hair matted in disarray to her head, her 
magnificent body glistening in the candlelight from its 
covering of various bodily fluids, in an apartment 
filled with applauding and laughing nude women.  
   As was the group's custom, the girls then took turns 
between Carolyn's wide-spread thighs, licking up the  
flowing vaginal fluids coming from her still pulsating 
cunt, before heading down to the pool for a relaxing 
swim.  Secure in the knowledge that she wouldn't be 
going anywhere by herself for quite some time, they left 
Carolyn alone in the apartment, sprawled naked on the 
living room floor.  
   Before they left, they took some very good 
photographs of her for the group’s scrapbook.


End Part IV




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