She was silent for a second; I had caught her off guard. But, I could hear the smile in her voice when she answered.
âOf course, lover. What did you have in mind?â she queried.
âI want you to help me rape your sister.â I said matter of factly
âWhat?â she said confused âRachel will give you pretty much whatever you want. What do you mean ârapeâ?
âWhen she was seducing my boss today and I was watching, I started to get pissed and jealous. She never came on to me like that. Granted I know her life is on the line, but still five years and I had to beg every time we had sex. I guess I just want to get some anger outâ
âHmmmm. Yeah, my sister was always a ball breaker. Can you let me work on that a little?
âOK, I guessâ I answered
âSo, everything went fine? You have the forms you need?â Kim changed the subject.
âYeah. I fully expected to be packing up my office and being escorted out by security at this point. But, it could not have gone much smoother.â
âSo, whatâs nextâ Kim asked a little anxious
âWe have to get our pretend Rachelâs body out of the morgue and then I have to get two releases signed at the crematorium. That should be fun, as they will only be doing one body. I havenât got that last part completely worked out.â
âYou will! I have faith in you!â Kim said with much more confidence than I felt.
âI love youâ I said
âLove you, tooâ Kim answered and then we hung up.
In truth I didnât have either part figured out. You canât just back a truck up to the morgue and steal a body. We have 24 hour surveillance and a security guard. I could get a truck backed up to loading area with no problem. There is no security barrier between the employee parking lot and there. But, after that, the security guard needed to be in another part of the building and away from the security monitors. He had to be out of the way for at least 15 minutes, if not longer.
Rudy, our night guard had been around about 20 years. He is about 50, and a tad lazy, but he takes his job seriously. He was not, however, above taking a break to read the latest Maxim or Sports Illustrated. I wonder if I could some how use that? Whatever we did, it had to happen really quick. Tonight would not be too soon.
As expected I was distracted the rest of the day, but at least Dr. Syygo did not notice. Uncharacteristically he left early. He checked out for lunch and told our receptionist that he would not be back. That was unusual for him, as he had a couple autopsies to do in the afternoon. But, I blew it off quickly. One less thing for me to worry about.
I got home and had a million things banging back and forth in my head. How can I distract Rudy (our guard)? Is Jacob, the guy at crematorium, really as hung up on red-heads as I hoped (getting ahead of myself here)? Will Dr. Syygo want to see those release papers he signed? How long before he notices that the Jane Doe was signed out early? Should I ask Kim to marry me?
Where the fuck did that last one come from? Was I ready to marry? Kim and I have not even been seeing each other, if you can call this âseeing each otherâ for a week. Why would marriage pop into my mind? Is it love or lust? At least I had the presence of mind to ask myself. I had to admit I was not sure.
I was pondering that thought as I walked through my front door and was greeted by a very unusual sight. Rachel was on her knees, wearing the same stunning outfit from this morning, with a new accessory. She was accessorized with a spiked dog collar and leach! Kim was holding the other end. Rachel bowed her head and looked every bit a whipped dog.
âUh, whatâs going on?â I asked slowly
âI thought about what you told me this morning and I thought you might like my idea.â answered Kim
âThis?â I asked, not at all picking up on her meaning.
âI talked it over with Rachel, and she agreed that she mistreated you and to make up for it, she is going to be your sex slave. She will do any and everything you ask.â
Rachel looked up. She looked submissive, with maybe a shadow of defiance in her eyes.
âReally?â I asked skeptically
Kim jerked the leash.
âY..yes, Masterâ Rachel sputtered out while giving her sister a dirty look.
âYou want to try her out before dinner?â Kim said handing me the leach.
I did.
âStand up, Rachelâ I ordered
She did and I stepped over to her and took off the collar and leach. That was not my thing. I could find other ways to humiliate her.
âKiss meâ I said, wanting to gauge her enthusiasm
To her credit Rachel stepped up and kissed me as deeply as I had seen her go with Dr. Syygo. My arms naturally wrapped around. I dropped my hands to knead that sexy ass I had seen on display this morning. After just a few moments, I pulled back.
âNot bad.â Then turning, I said âKim, are you going to play, tooâ I was wondering what she thought her role would be.
âI was hoping you wouldnât forget about âOrdinary Kimâ. With Movie Star Rachel at your beck and call, I figured to be reading a book soon.â she answered with just a hint of annoyance.
âI could never forget you, my loveâ I said and then continued.
âLove, why donât you run upstairs, get me that flat hairbrush, and fill an applicator with Astroglide. Oh, and you wonât need any cloths.â
Kim actually squealed with delight as she skipped out of the room. As I undid my pants, I said to Rachel
âWhy donât you give me some of what the good doctor got this morningâ
Rachel dropped to her knees and immediately freed my erect member. My thoughts quickly drifted back to Dr Syygoâs office and my boss striping Rachel to her panties and then her crawling under his desk to service him.
Rachel, my ex-wife, is Playboy bunny material. Really. I genuinely have no idea whatever attracted her to me. Iâm decent looking, and have a good job, but women that look like Rachel marry people that use $20 to wipe their ass.
Rachel is about 5â5â in flats, with a perfect hour glass figure. She has the face that reminds you of Charleze Theron, but prettier. I know how that sounds, but itâs true. Once you got past her face you would notice her C-cup breasts. Iâve seen her naked and they are stunning. They have that classic âhung thereâ look; pouty and seductive. Her nipples are a pink/red and about the size of a quarter. The little nubs are barely noticeable and seem to disappear when they get hard. Her ass is shapely; a bit of a bubble and firm. When she wears jeans or knit pants, it is almost criminal. I have watched a guy walk into traffic staring at her when she walked past him. Stares are as common as ice cream in the summer.
Yesterday, when Rachel stripped to nothing for my boss, Dr Syygo, I was so taken by her eagerness and raw sexuality I was shocked to anger. Rachel had always been very stingy with her body; making me beg or cajole for every part of her body that she gave me. Not tonight.
The sight of her naked, offering herself willingly to my boss was the vision that filled my mind as Rachel took me into her mouth. I felt the warm wetness tighten around my cock. I let out a soft groan as I put my hands on the back of her head, took control, and slowly pushed my way in. When we were married, Rachel would bat my hands away anytime I tried this. It was rare enough for a blowjob back then. I was going to enjoy taking her mouth.
My cock bumped up against the back of her throat and I thought of ramming it all the way in. But, I decided to save that for another orifice. I used a fistful of her hair and pulled Rachel back. Rachel was playing her part, keeping up the suction and her tongue under my cock. I donât know what Kim said to her, but I owed her one.
The milking sensation I felt as my cock withdrew gave me a small body shiver. It felt soooo good. In, out. In, out. Each stroked pushed me a little closer to orgasm. Each stroke begged me to go faster. Each stoke yelled for me to fuck Rachelâs mouth and drop my load down her throat.
âKeep sucking, Rachel. Iâm going to do the workâ I commanded.
I grabbed each side of Rachelâs head and held it steady as I began to slowly push in and out, bumping way too soon into the back of her throat. But, I was fucking Rachelâs reluctant mouth. I was in control and could do whatever I pleased.
Rachelâs tongue cradled the under side of my cock, feeling soft, wet, and warm. The constant vacuum milked me again and again, as I pulled out. I was fighting the desire to hammer her mouth, but I was losing ground to my growing lust. I started to move faster, holding Rachelâs head firm. Her eyes looked at me with worry. She did not know how deep or hard I would go. I didnât either, but my increased pace was the fuel for my libido and her worry. I pushed deeper with the next thrust, and I felt Rachel gag.
âThat lookâs like fun!â Kim came bounding in.
Kimâs words broke my trance and I released Rachel and pulled out. Rachel was panting and she wiped a tear from her eye.
âThat was very good, my little slave girlâ I breathed out, more than a little excited.
âNow we are going to play a gameâ I began âItâs called âMake Her Cumâ. Kim you get on your back, with your head over here towards me. Rachel, because I can see how much you like being on your knees, you get the top of the 69 position.â
I noticed Rachelâs glare at my insult. Her rounded little ass would pay for that. I continued.
âThe object of the game is simple; make your sister cum first. If you do this, you get to pick what is done to either you or your sister, by me. Got it?â
Kim eagerly got on the floor and winked at me as she lay prone and looking directly up. I got a nice view as Kim lay prone on the ground. My eyes were naturally drawn to Kimâs chest, which defied gravity as her C-cups kept their pouty stance. They were carbon copies of her sisterâs, and I very much enjoyed the feel of her taut nipple in my mouth. I was thinking of doing that now, as Kim lay vulnerable on the floor.
Kim has a very nice body. Not quite in her sisterâs league, but still damn fine. Kim is blonde with a nice figure, and great toned legs. Her head to toe tan was magnified by her nudity and the contrast of the cream colored carpet in the living room. Kimâs nipples were in their natural state, about the size of quarters and capped with small nubs that barely made an appearance.
As I starred at them they began to tighten with the anticipation of having her sister take her pussy. That thought reminded my of my loverâs bare mound and my eyes darted there to confirm I had not imagined it last night. Kim was hairless as a child, but the angle prevented me from seeing her tight little pussy, which I knew would be wet. I was so hard with anticipation that it hurt and I could barely contain myself.
I had every confidence that my little bi-sexual lover would have her sister cumming in moments. When she did, Kim would take the hints based on what I had her retrieve and I would spank and fuck Rachelâs tight little ass. I began to stroke myself thinking of it.
Rachel, who stripped naked while I ogled Kim, straddled her sister and lowered her already wet pussy to Kimâs face. Then she nearly lay on her sister as she put her face in between Kimâs legs. I didnât even get a chance to say âGoâ as Rachel lowered her head down and went to work.
I saw a look of surprise on Kimâs face, at her sisterâs aggressive start. Until recently Rachel had never displayed any lesbian tendencies. But, after I had made her lick her sisterâs cunt and in turn had Kim eat her, she seemed to have discovered an unknown part of herself. The fervor at which she attacked Kimâs flower seemed to confirm this.
Kim leaned up to begin her own tongue dance, and my eyeâs darted upward. Rachelâs pussy looked so inviting, as her parted legs, it gave me a perfect view. Rachel was unshaven, but trimmed nicely. You could see just a few hairs from this angle. Her entire pussy was swollen with her own arousal. Her inner pussy lips were slightly parted, offering itself and her tight starfish to my cock. Kim had interrupted Rachel working me to orgasm, but I was still so horny it was all I could do not to slam my cock deep into one of Rachelâs offered openings.
Kim removed most of the temptation by covering Rachelâs pussy with her mouth. It looked to me like Kim was going for a quick victory. She inserted the thumb of one hand into Rachelâs cunt and began to stroke back and forth. Her forward thrust was accompanied by a little massage of Rachelâs back door with her index finger. Kimâs mouth was at the top of Rachelâs love hole, and she was sucking and tonguing Rachelâs clit.
âOhhhhhhhhh! God, Kim!â I heard Rachel moan out.
Not good strategy to take time out for a moan. It would be over soon I figured. Then I saw Rachel grab Kimâs thighs and pull them back.
âOh fuckkkkkk!â Kim cried out in pleasure.
I was very surprised at that, so I went around to see what Rachel was doing. Rachel had two fingers around Kimâs clit, and a third directly on top of it. She was moving her fingers up and down, side to side, and around; all the while squeezing Kimâs little pea. But, this was not what was driving Kim mad. Rachel had her tongue in Kimâs ass!
I watched as Rachel tried to drive her tongue deeper. Failing that she began to lick it roughly, up and down, each pass an attempt to breach it. She attacked the tight hole with her tongue, eagerly, desperately, trying to breech Kimâs tight opening. Each little stab sent a shutter into Kimâs body. Rachel worked frantically, up, down, circling Kim forbidden opening and then poking her tongue into the center. Kim was enjoying it much more than was prudent for this contest.
âRachel!â Kim cried out and she squirmed in pleasure. She was starting to lose it.
Rachelâs hand picked up speed stoking Kimâs love button in every direction at once, almost vibrating in speed. Kim began to move her hips up, to meet her sisterâs eager tongue. Kim so wanted Rachelâs tongue deep in her tight ass.
But, Kim was not giving up. I walked back over and Kim had her hands spreading Rachelâs ass apart. She had one thumb on Rachelâs butt opening and was massaging it, as she kissed, licked, and even hummed on her sisterâs clit.
âOhhhhhhhâ Rachel breathed out as Kim tried to take the upper hand.
Rachel responded by pulling harder on Kimâs firm and sweaty thighs, and pushing her face harder into Kimâs body. I was stroking my cock as I walked from one end to the other. It was maddening not to be able to fuck one of these hot women.
âAhhhhhhhhâ Kim cried out in a more urgent manner and I stepped back over to see what Rachel was doing and I almost cried out myself. Rachel had her entire mouth covering Kimâs asshole, as she spread her sister wide, and was actually sucking on the little muscle.
âNoooooooooooooo!â Kim screamed as her body went rigid and an intense orgasm ravished her body.
Kimâs muscles locked as she pulled her face out of Rachelâs pussy and released her sister all together. Kim gave in completely to her climax and a look of painful pleasure took over her face.
Kim was tense for a few moments and then she slowly began to relax. Kimâs eyes refocused as Rachel quickly got up. Rachel looked like she was on fire; seeking water to extinguish the flames. I had expected a very self satisfied look, but she looked disheveled and was breathing hard. She immediately lay down on the ground, and spread her legs.
âKim, make me cum!â she cried out in near panic
Prim and proper Rachel now had her pussy on display like a pop-shop stripper and not only that, was begging for her sister to eat her out. I was nearly senseless with my own lust.
Kim immediately rolled over and put her head between her sisterâs legs and then stuck her ass up in the air. I donât know if she was intentionally offering me her body, or if she was caught up in the moment, but I had to have relief. I must have that offered pussy.
I finished taking my clothes off as fast as I could while I watched Kim work on Rachelâs pussy. Kim was squeezing the top of Rachelâs cunt between her thumb and forefinger causing Rachelâs inner lips and clit to be forced out between them. As she was licking and sucking on Rachelâs tiny bud, she had her thumb of her other hand inside Rachel, thumb-fucking her as hard as she could. Rachel was grunting with the motion of Kimâs thrusts.
âUh! Uh! Uh! God, Kim! Harder!â
With my cock free, I quickly knelt down behind Kim and shakily aimed my cock at her parted lips and pushed in. Kimâs tight pussy immediately constricted around me; as she was not expecting my invasion. I felt the familiar warm, silky-wet feeling envelope my organ. I shivered slightly as I inched a little closer to Kim, and latched on to her hips.
âOh, Godddddddddd!â Rachel yelled out giving voice to her climax and I watched as she thrashed about.
I was instantly pounding Kim as hard as I could. I was an animal who had surrendered to his basest desires. Watching these sisters go at each other had me to the brink. Now that I was inside Kim, I was not going to last long. Each slap of my hips meeting Kimâs firm ass was pushing me closer to the edge. I needed to cum so bad that it hurt.
âOh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!â Kim began to grunt out as my pistoning became harder.
I was pulling Kim into me with each stab of my cock into her love hole. It was violent and satisfying. Each thrust was driving Kimâs face into Rachelâs pussy. Rachel was laying completely relaxed and spent. Kim had turned her face to the side and had her eyes closed tightly; maybe in pain; maybe in pleasure. I couldnât tell. I also couldnât stop to ask.
I felt the edge approach. I was almost there, and then in an explosive moment, the floodgates opened and I felt my cock begin to fire itâs bullets of lust into Kimâs body. I yelled and pulled Kim into me so hard that I thought she came off the ground. Black spots appeared as my orgasm stole all my senses. I knew no sound. My vision blurred. I smelled nothing. I could not even feel Kimâs pussy. I felt only a liquid pleasure that seemed to both lift and drown me.
Then as quickly, it began to pull back and lower me back to reality. I heard Kimâs rapid breathing. I could feel her warm pussy, and my hot juice inside her. My vision cleared and I saw Rachel smiling at me. It was actually a nice, contented smile. It looked good on her. I let go of Kim and she collapsed onto the floor.
âWow!â I huffed out âThat didnât quite work out the way I plannedâ
Rachel giggled. That was a sound I had not heard from her in years. Kim rolled out from between her sisterâs legs, showing me her pouty breasts. They were glistening with sweat with her nipples still partly erect. She looked so sexy; I was wondering if I could go again.
âYeah, I didnât see that coming eitherâ Kim said. She took in a few deep breathes and then sat up, still trying to get her bearings. I watched as Kim stretched her back, making her luscious tits bounce and sway. Then she stopped with a puzzled look on her face. She spun on her bottom and spoke to Rachel.
âRach, how did you know I like to have my butt tongued?â
âYeah, thatâs a good question?â I added
âUhâŚ..um⌠Well, I sorta saw you guys going at it last nightâ Rachel said turning red
I wasnât sure if I should be mad or not. Then I decided I wasnât, but it had given me an idea. My cock was agreeing with me.
âWell, slave girl, I think your spying has earned you some punishment. I said.
Spanking Rachel and fucking her ass was my plan the whole time. Since tapping Rachelâs ass once, I was fantasizing about that forbidden fruit again. Feeling itâs tightness stoke me to orgasm, as she grunted in pain, had my cock rising to attention.
âWait! I thought I got to choose who did what to whom, because I won.â Rachel complained.
Just then the sound of a vehicle pulling into the drive stole our attention.
âRussians!â Rachel shouted.
Rachel dove for her clothes. Kim, whose clothes were upstairs, bolted for my room. I rushed to the window and once again saw Tasha getting out of a vehicle. If she had been in her Dadâs truck, I might have recognized the engine. My heart began beating again.
âItâs Tashaâ I yelled out, relaxing as the danger had passed. Then I realized I was naked and made my own dash for my discarded pants.
Rachel let Tasha in when she rang the bell. I was in the kitchen trying to make myself look like I hadnât just been in a threesome. Kim was doubtless doing the same.
âHi, Ronâ Tasha said as I came back into the room. Then she kind of looked around and shook her head, knowingly.
âIâm not even going to ask what I just interruptedâ Tasha said accusingly, in my direction.
âWhat? Me? Us? We were just getting ready to order a pizza for dinner.â I said, voicing the first thing that came to mind.
âWhatever.â Tasha said, rolling her eyes.
Kim came down the stairs, looking mostly normal in shorts and a tee.
âHi, Tashaâ Kim greeted.
âHi.â Tasha returned and then looked at me. âSo, whatâs the plan?â
âI told you, pizzaâ I answered
âYou should be a blonde.â Tasha said shaking her head again. âNot dinner. The Russians? Rachel? Dead body? Any of this ring a bell? Kim, I swear, you are going to have to keep your hands off of him. His brain canât spare the blood your drawing into his dick.â
âThat was mean.â I said as Rachel giggled again. But, Kim came to my defense.
âTasha, you just leave Ron aloneâ she started in a mock scolding tone âHe got the two releases for the bodies todayâ
âHey, what about me?â Rachel interjected.
âOh, and Rachel was a whore todayâ Kim said sweetly. Rachel just glared. Things were back to normal.
âAll right. All right. Iâll get the pizza ordered and then we can go over the plan together. Tomorrow is going to be a big day.â I said
I did and we went over the plan until nearly midnight. I had a skeleton of a plan and the girls really helped flesh it out. There was a lot of stuff that I had not thought of that Rachel, Kim, or Tasha had. Tasha was going to be indispensible and she seemed to be bearing up very well, even though she now knew exactly what she would have to do.
âKim, that was a great idea with Karen and Sharon. Are you sure they will do it? I asked.
âYup. They are kind of exhibitionists.â She responded.
âArenât they going to need a reason why?â Rachel said in tone suggesting we had driven past Grand Canyon and not noticed it. I glared. I was going to enjoy fucking her ass.
âIâll tell them I want to get Ron all excited, so I can do him at the morgue.â Kim said.
That seemed to satisfy everyone and Tasha got up to leave.
âI have to go to work in the morning. What time do you want me and the truck here?â Tasha asked.
âI figure we need to be at the morgue at 7:30. That should allow enough time for everyone except Rudy to go home. So, if you are here at 5:30, we can eat, and then drive overâ I answered.
âIâll be hereâ Tasha said as she hugged Kim and Rachel in turn. She walked the few steps to me and hugged me just a touch longer than necessary. I thought her hand brushed my butt when she let go. I might have just imagined that.
My mind began thinking of Rachelâs perfect ass bent over the dining room table. I could first spank it, and then violate it. But, I was too tired. The girls looked done for the night too. So in unspoken agreement, we all headed for bed. Kim and I shared some pillow talk over a few âwhat ifsâ, but yawns kept getting in the way. So with me holding her firm right breast in my right hand, and my semi-hard cock seeking the warmth of Kimâs bottom, we both drifted off to sleep.
Thursday morning dawned and once again, I had slept uninterrupted by dreams. I was better at work, than the last two days, actually able to forget what we would be doing tonight for a few moments. I did find myself paying extra attention to the security cameras and wondering how I ever could have ignored them before. 5 PM grudgingly arrived and I headed for home.
I got home and Kim greeted me at the door with a very deep kiss. The weight of what we were about to do had started to weigh heavily on me, and even Kimâs kiss could not completely break through the funk. I did enjoy it though; Iâm not dead.
âThanks! What was that for?â I asked
âGood Luck!â She answered and Rachel and Tasha walked out of my kitchen. The smell of spaghetti managed to get though my emotional defenses and I discovered I was hungry.
âRon, I figure you, me, and Tasha, need to eat and then leave pretty soon.â Rachel said âThe plan is for Karen and Sharon to follow Kim to the morgue. They think they will be putting on an evening show for you, so you will be easier for Kim to seduce at work.â
âOKâ I said âWhen are they due?â
âI told them to be here right before seven.â answered Kim
âSo, Rachel, me and you, all climb into the truck and leave firstâ said Tasha.
It sounded like the ladies had it all worked out, so I just nodded my head and began to work on my plate of spaghetti.
We finished dinner, loaded the freezer in the pick up and me, my ex-wife and my girlfriendâs BFF piled into the truck. Tasha drove. It was an easy 25 minute drive to the morgue and I showed Tasha where to park. I got out of the truck, and walked over to the driverâs side.
âWatch for Kim and Karen and Sharonâ I said to Rachel and Tasha âI will let Kim in the back and show her where the body is. When Karen and Sharon get here, they will text Kim, to let them know they are getting started. She will text you, and then you drive around and back up to that door.â
I finished by pointing to the man-door in the back of the building.
âGot it?â I said much more confidently than I sounded.
âWhat will you be doing?â Rachel asked
âMaking damn sure Rudy is watching Karen and Sharon and not that doorâ I said pointing.
âYouâre not helping with the body?â Rachel said a bit excitedly.
âRach, if I can safely get away, I will, but no guarantees. Get the body into the freezer, the three of you should be able to handle it. At least get her into the bed of the truck and cover her up. Then we will all drive home together. Drive carefully. Donât exceed the speed limit and donât forget to text me, so I know when it is safe.â
I was babbling and rambling. We had gone over this more than a few times.
âOK.â Rachel said flatly, obviously not happy. I looked at Tasha.
âYou, OK?â I said
âPeachy.â She answered nervously.
Then to my surprise, Tasha reached out, pulled me to her and gave me a deep kiss.
âPeachyâ she said again, but this time more confidently.
I walked away, almost certainly with a stunned and stupid look on my face.
Opening the door and entering the morgue brought me down to earth. I walked over to Rudy, who was manning his security station at the front glass doors.
âHey, Rudy. Howâs it goinâ? I said as easy as I could
âGood, Ron. Whatâchu doing back here tonight?â
âI need to get some paperwork finished. I got all the way home and forgot I needed to have a DDR-49 filed out for a body release tomorrow, first thing. If we didnât have all these damn meetings I would just do in the morningâ
I said that pretty easily, but then wondered if I had rambled too much.
âSucks to be youâ Rudy said with a chuckle.
I walked past him and headed towards my office, near the morgue area. I shuffled papers and grew increasingly nervous as my mind thought of all the ways something could go wrong. How, if caught, I would try to explain it first to Dr Syygo, and then, likely, the police. My stomach was starting to get very sour, when my phone vibrated with the announcement of a text. Kim was right outside.
I hustled right over, opened the door, and let her in. She looked as nervous as I felt.
âEverything OK?â We said simultaneously. We both grinned nervously, as Kim came in.
âKaren and Sharon are right behind me. They should be sending me a message fairly soonâ
Kim said, even though I figured as much. If there had been a problem, she would have let me know by now. I led her over to the morgue area, opened the vault for Julia Swenson, our Rachel imposter, and object of our larceny tonight. I was worried Kim was going to be sick, but she took in everything I said in a very matter of fact manner. I hope she and the other two girls were really up for this. I have handled dead bodies for a few years now, and it doesnât bother me anymore. But, early on, I will admit it weirded me out.
Kimâs phone chirped and my heart leapt into my throat. I knew instantly what it was, but I was on edge and that tiny noise spiked my heart rate, blood pressure, and sent a jolt of adrenaline that did my stomach no good whatsoever.
âShowtimeâ Kim said with a smile.
Her words had a double meaning. I kissed her, told her to alert Rachel and Tasha, and made my way back up front to see about Rudy.
In the 50 steps or so it took me to get up front a variety of scenarios on how this could go wrong played out in my hand. I envisioned Rudy charging out and detaining Karen and Sharon for the police. He might not be interested and decide that he could give the ladies some privacy by making his rounds. That would get exciting when he made it to the back. Maybe the girls would get grossed out and Rudy would find a corpse lying on the floor, with the back door wide open. I was working on how to get Rudy to look out the front windows as I pushed the door out into the reception area.
âRon! Ron!â Rudy called out in an excited whisper. Half of the weight of the world fell off my shoulders.
âCâmere! Look at this!â Rudy continued, adding frantic hand and arm movements to make his point.
I walked over, hurriedly, trying to look a combination of confused and excited. As I moved over beside Rudy, who was now hunched and kneeling to hide as much of himself as possible, I was sure I would not have to fake interest.
I peered out the reception room doors, cautiously, pretending both that I needed to stay hidden and that I didnât know what was going on. My eyes immediately found two 20ish girls. One was blond, the other with dark brown hair. I immediately recognized them as Karen and Sharon. Both ladies were profile to us, about 30 feet away, standing by the hood of a vintage 70âs Impala. The Impala was angled at about 45 degrees so the back end pointed away from us. With the exception of the year of the car all of that looked ordinary enough. But it wasnât the collector car that had Rudyâs attention. Iâm pretty sure it was Sharonâs tongue in Karenâs mouth.
âHoly Shit!â I exclaimed and I made my eyes go wide in surprise.
âYeah! A couple of lesbians!â
Both ladies were dressed in contrasting, but very revealing outfits. Karen, the blond, had a black tube top and a short red summer skirt. They were accented by black fuck-me pumps. Sharon had the same clothes, but the colors were swapped, all the way down to the red FMPs. They evoked the imagine of a very sexy checkerboard.
The girls kissed slow and deliberately, seemingly oblivious to the possibility of discovery. Their mouths opened eagerly, Sharonâs full and inviting lips were slightly parted, as Karenâs barely visible tongue moved to go between them. As the ladies lips approached each other, their sensuous mouthâs opened wider, met and then closed together in a kiss. The kiss was soft, but edgy, filled with promise and barely contained lust. Then their lips pulled slightly back to begin another kiss, and at itâs wet conclusion; another. Each kiss was a little deeper and a little longer than the last. Each little touch of their tongues escalated their heat and the temperature inside this room.
âOh, shit!â exclaimed Rudy
As the ladies continued to kiss, the heat of their lust began to melt their inhibitions. I watched as the comely brown haired Sharon, took Karenâs tongue into her mouth and then sucked on it gently. As Karen pulled her tongue back, Sharon sucked greedily on. She treated it like a treasure not to be relinquished, a fruit to be savored, and a prize to be won. I began wishing it was my cock she was working on.
I swallowed and noticed my cock was rising as the girls lust deepened. Rudy also liked what he was seeing
âOh, Man! Iâve heard of this kind of thing, but I neverâŚâŚ.â Rudy trailed off
Both Rudy and I were mesmerized as Karen began to kiss Sharonâs neck, with slow, deliberate motions, each one a little lower on her neck, moving intently down. Karen reached Karenâs bare shoulder and then worked back up to gently suck and bite on Karenâs offered neck. Sharonâs spent a few wet moments on Karenâs graceful neck and then began kissing her way down again.
The anticipation was growing. We were dying to see what Sharon would do when she reached her blond sisterâs chest.
This time Karenâs shoulder did not stop the downward progress. Two more kisses found the cloth of her top. Karen tuned slightly to lean back on the car, offering her chest to her adopted sister. Sharon kissed lower, her lips about to meet cloth, when suddenly the cloth disappeared as Sharon pulled it down to her sisterâs hips. Karenâs small, orange size breasts bounced once in surprise.
âFuckâ said Rudy. âShe pulled her top off!â
I had noticed.
Karenâs breasts might be a little small, but for the excitement they were causing they could have been DDs. They were nearly round and capped by tiny, already constricted areolas. The nub was lost in the tense flesh. The nippleâs light brown color was only visible for a brief time until Sharon took one into her mouth and cupped the other.
She sucked slowly and gently on the nipple, before letting it briefly appear. Sharon then devoured it again, taking more breast into her mouth and then stretching the breast as she held the firm tit in her mouth and pulled back slightly.
The shift in position was maddening for Rudy and I. Karenâs chest was now mostly covered by Sharon, with one breast sort of visible, but the licking and sucking on the other, obscured it. We were forced to make due with the sight of Sharonâs shapely, tan legs, rising from her red high heels and then disappearing under her bouncy skirt. Sharon was slightly bent, to access her sisterâs breasts, and that pooched her bottom out, daring God to send a wind to lift it.
God may not have answered our prayers, but Karen did as she slid Sharonâs skirt from her narrow waist, over the flair of her hips and letting them puddle at Sharonâs feet. The slim waistband told us that Sharon was wearing underwear, but that was the only hint, as the thong underwear left her ass bare. We watched in awe as Sharonâs full ass, bounced and swayed as she continued to lick and caress Karenâs breast. Sharon would shift weight slightly and in turn her hip would cock first one way and then the other. It was like waving a red cape at a bull and Rudy seemed ready to charge.
âRon, that ainât rightâ Rudy said âMy wife didnât have an ass like that 30 years ago, when I met herâ
He licked his lips as we both continued to stare.
The ladies shifted their position again, turning more profile. I couldnât figure out why, because it looked more uncomfortable, with the side of their hips against the car. It was then that reality cleared itâs throat and I remembered this was a show and that the ladies knew they had an audience. But, when Karen slowly pulled Sharonâs tube top down, revealing Sharonâs larger, milky white globes, amnesia began to set in again.
Sharonâs response to that was to pull back from her sister and to remove her top all together. With a couple of methodical moves Sharon had Karenâs skirt down and off, while Karen pulled her own top back up, over and off leaving both ladies in thong panties.
âOh Fuck!â blurted on Ron.
âWhat are you going to do about this?â I asked with multiple layers of curiosity.
âWhat?! Are you in a hurry for me to do something?â he answered
âIâm in no hurry.â came my honest reply.
Sharon continued to be the aggressor, coaxing her sister to sit on the hood of the car, at an angle that gave us at least the hope of seeing her little slice of heaven. We were not disappointed as Sharon pulled Karenâs panties, down, and off. Karenâs naked pussy was visible for all to see. Sharon did not let us see for long, as she bent over and began to lick Karenâs cunt.
Rudy and I were not completely thwarted in our peep show; Sharonâs very shapely legs were apart about shoulder length as she leaned into her adopted sisterâs pussy. Her legs, now looking so incredibly long as they morphed into the classic heart shaped ass. The angle of the ladies also let us see a hint of Sharonâs large tits swaying as she devoured her sisterâs cunt. All of this had me rock hard and wishing I was outside. Rudy, too.
âI wish she would take those panties offâ Rudy said frustrated.
Both Rudy and I had our eyes riveted to the small piece of cloth that covered Sharonâs pussy from our view. It was tightly drawn and we could see her lips clearly outlined. Our attention was rewarded when Sharon reached between her legs and began to rub her own pussy through the cloth. She placed her two fingers on her clit area and began to slowly rub it up and down, matching the rhythm of her leg bob.
We watched as she rubbed her pussy faster and faster, squirming and seemingly frustrated. Karen had all but disappeared from our view as she had laid back on the car, as her sisterâs tongue pushed her closer to orgasm. Karen brought her knees back and we saw her pulled them to her chest as far back as she could, giving Sharon unfettered access to either of her two openings.
With that Sharon suddenly stopped rubbing her cunt, stood up, and in a couple of quick graceful motions had her panties completely off. Then to our delight she leaned back into her sister and continued to eat her pussy like it was the nectar of the gods.
âOh Shitâ
Rudy groaned out as Sharon bent back over, shifted over, and gave us the perfect view of her pussy and back door. My cock was so hard now, it could cut diamonds I was thinking only of how nice it would be to fill one of those holes. Rudy had the same thought
âGod, I want to fuck her!â he said.
Sharon had put her hand back between her legs and was working her pussy furiously. She alternated between rubbing her clit with paint-shaker rapidity and then driving her fingers inside her; finger fucking herself as fast as she could.
Karen must have started to cum as she locked her legs around Sharonâs head, and Sharon latched onto her sisterâs hips. This lasted for a few seconds and then both ladies relaxed. I hoped that they would trade places and Karenâs pussy would now be in view. They did trade places, but Karen squatted down and had Sharon lift one leg up, opening her pussy for Karenâs tongue invasion.
Karen began to lick Sharonâs pussy. She started in the back and licked up, slowly. As she did, Sharon began to strain upward, trying to maintain as much contact as she could with Karenâs tongue. As Karen would finish and move back down, Sharon would drop back down, her large breasts shimmering and shaking as gravity took effect.
âLook at those, tits, Ron! Lord, please. Just one time!â
I was looking. They were nearly as nice as Rachel and Kimâs. They were larger, probably D cups, but firm. They were round in shape, with the very erect nipples pointing out of the exact middle. Even being erect the pinkish areolas were the size of a quarter. They just begged to be squeezed and sucked. I so wanted my mouth on one. Each little bounce from the balls of her feet sent a tiny shimmy through her tits and caused my own cock to jump. I was so hard it was starting to hurt.
Karen stood after a couple of minutes of this and bade her sister to climb onto the hood, so she could finish the job she had started. Sharon did as she was told and quickly Karenâs glistening cunt was displayed as she dove between her sisterâs legs. Karenâs fingers immediately found her pussy and she started working herself to her second climax.
She urgently began to rub her clit in a left-right motion, vibrating her pussy lips open in the process.
âUmmmmmmmmâ I groaned out making my first sound of frustration, as I dreamed of shoving my cock deep inside this lesbian.
âFuck, ya!â answered Rudy.
Karen was dead set on achieving orgasm number two, as we witnessed her put her other hand between her legs and fuck herself with one hand as she rubbed her cunt with the other. Sharon was helping her to manage this contortion, as she had pulled her legs back to her chest, allowing her legs to cradle Karenâs face directly into her own wet pussy.
âLook at that! That fucking bitch is sooooo hotâ Rudy almost yelled.
I could only swallow hard and try not to rub my cock. Karen squirmed and danced with the pleasure and exertion her two hands were giving her. Sharon was writhing and squirming as her own pussy was being licked, sucked, and slurped. My eyes darted from Karenâs pussy to Sharonâs legs and back. I so desperately wanted to jack off and gain my own relief.
I was shocked almost to my own orgasm as Karenâs hand drove deep into her own cunt and I saw a trickle of love juice flow down and off her wrist. Sharon had grabbed Karenâs head and pushed it hard into her crotch and was thrusting her pussy trying to gain pressure and friction on her needy clit. Less than three seconds of that treatment to her cunt had Sharon locking her legs around Karenâs head and mouthing a scream.
Both girls squirmed under the pressure of their orgasms and then relaxed. Karenâs head came out of from between Sharonâs legs and I saw that she was breathing hard. Sharon worked up to a sitting position and her large breasts rose and fell as her own breathing moved in an arousing manner. The ladies hugged each other and then kissed gently.
With that the spell was broken, both inside and out. The girls looked around, suddenly cognizant that they were in the open. They spent an extra quick second looking in our direction, but if they saw us they made no motions to betray them. Both girls had their three articles of clothing on in moments, got in their car and pulled away.
âIâŚI need to go take a piss.â said Rudy unconvincingly.
âIâm gonna go double check that I put everything awayâ I answered.
My statement was closer to the truth than his was. I looked at my phone, hoping there was a text that I had missed. But there was none. Now reality was fully upon me, and I walked faster, my hard on evaporating in the process. I opened the door to the morgue area a little harder and faster than usual and I heard Kim squeal out in surprise.
âDammit, Ron! You scared me to death. Hurry, come help!â
To move the body, what the ladies had to do, was wheel a gurney over to the locker, open the locker and slide the slab and body out. Then they would slide the body onto the gurney. Once on the gurney, they would wheel the body out the back door, down the loading ramp, and over to the tailgate of Taraâs dadâs pick up. From there they would move the body off of the gurney, and into the bed of the truck, via the tailgate. They would then need to physically lift the body into the freezer. Then the gurney would be brought back in, everything closed up and replaced, and then they would get the hell out of there.
Kim was sweating and her hair was disheveled. She looked a little sick. But, she was pushing the gurney back to the storage area. One locker, the correct one, was open and empty. They must have just finished loading up the remains of Julia Swensen into the truck and were putting everything back to normal.
âIs she in the freezer?â I asked
âYes!â Kim snapped at me.
âYou three get moving! Get off morgue property and drive to the Wal-Mart parking lot, park in the deserted part of the lot, and Iâll take your car and will meet you in five minutes.â
She did not have to be told twice. Kim tossed me her keys and was out the back door without so much as another look in my direction. I put the gurney away, closed the locker, and made a quick check that nothing was out of place. I was sure I missed something as I took a step toward the exit.
âDamnâ I thought. Then I hurriedly went to the back and locked the back door. I still had that nagging feeling I had forgotten something, but it was much more subdued now and I made my way out of the morgue area.
Rudy was nowhere to be seen. I was grateful for that, and let myself out of the front door. I locked that behind me and forced myself to walk normally to Kim’s car. I let out a sigh as the car started on the first turn of the key and I drove out of the parking lot.
Wal-Mart was two blocks away and I quickly found the girls. They had parked out a distance from anyone and I pulled beside them. Kim and Rachel got out, leaving Tasha behind the wheel of the truck. One glance at Tasha told me she was not feeling very well. Rachel was unreadable. Kim was nervous, maybe even excited.
âDid the guard suspect anything?â Kim asked hurriedly.
âHe suspected he was going to cream his underwear.â I answered much more witty than I felt
âYou werenât kidding when you said they were exhibitionists. I kept forgetting why I was at the morgue.â I finished.
âDoes my poor baby have blue ballsâ Kim baby-talked me.
âDammit, Kim!â Rachel broke in âWe need to get the fuck home! We arenât done here!â
Kim shot her sister a look and I thought she might start in on Rachel, but then her face softened and she nodded her head.
âWe need to go home togetherâ Kim said in my direction âKaren and Sharon will want to see us together, so they think they accomplished their mission.â
âOKâ I said tossing her keys back to her. Then to the other two ladies I added. âYou two drive home. Drive the speed limit. Stay in the right lane. Donât pass anyone. Kim and I will be right behind you. If a cop happens to look cross ways at you, Kim and I will blow by him and draw his attention. He can pull us over. You guys just keep going.â
I was hoping that would make them feel better. Tasha nodded, but still looked green. As Rachel climbed back into the cab, I walked over to the driverâs side.
âYou OK?â I said as gentle as I could.
âThat was a lot worse than I thought it would be. That girl has a family somewhere. And here we are stealing her body.â
âYeah, Iâve been thinking of that, tooâ I started. âIâm thinking that if she was a good person, she would have been OK with us doing this to save a life.â
I paused for a second and let Tasha think on that.
âMaybe.â Then some color returned and she added with a weak smile âYouâre gonna owe me, big time, misterâ
âYou know it.â I said gently as I grinned and squeezed her shoulder. âYou better get movingâ
Tasha nodded and turned the engine over. I got in Kimâs passenger seat and buckled up.
âIs Tasha OKâ Kim asked kind of distracted.
âI think so. It just got very real for her when she actually had to see and touch the bodyâ
âYeah. That was kind of gross. I donât see how you do it day in and day outâ
âYou get used to itâ I said, but now I was distracted. I was mulling a few things over in my head.
âKim?â I started. Kim glanced at me, as she backed out to follow the truck.
I continued
âDoes Tasha like me?â
âHuh? âLike youâ âWhat do you mean? Does she think youâre a nice guy? What?â
âNo. Does she âlikeâ me? I said really emphasizing the work âlikeâ
Kim glanced over at me, looking a question at me.
âI donât want to start any trouble, but it feels wrong not to tell you, but just now Tasha said that âI was going to owe her, big timeâ and earlier she gave me a kiss before I went into the morgue. Iâm not sure what she means.â
âShe wants to fuck your brains out. Thatâs what it meansâ Kim said almost cheerfully.
âYou donât seem to upset that your best friend kissed me.â I said a little injured.
âYou can fuck her, if you want.â Kim said like she was OKing my Saturday golf game.
âWhat!?â I spat out.
âTasha always ends up liking the same guys I do. Weâve hooked up with a lot of the same guys. She is helping us out, so I guess we do owe her âbig timeâ. Iâll talk to herâ Kim said knowingly. The she thought a second and added.
âJust donât you go falling in love with her! That would piss me off!â
âUmmmâŚ..uhâŚ..OKâ I finally stammered out. Then a few minutes later I said
âIâm gonna need Tashaâs help tomorrow when I go to the crematorium. Thatâs on top of her help at the dentist tomorrow night.â
âYou want me to ask her?â Kim said referring to the day chore. Tasha had already agreed to help with the evening one.
âNo, Iâll do it.â I said, feeling it was my responsibility.
The rest of the drive was in silence. Tasha and Rachel drove like they were taking their driverâs test and we made it home without any kind of mishap. Tasha backed the truck into my drive and killed the engine. I got out of the car, as the three ladies exited the vehicles.
âLet me plug in the freezer and rig up the thermostat and Iâll be right inâ I called to the girls.
Tasha said something to Kim, Kim looked at me and nodded, and said something back to Tasha. They hugged and Tasha walked in my direction as the sisters went inside.
âDonât hurt him, Tashaâ Rachel called out a cold, sing-song voice. And then they disappeared behind the closing door.
That reminded me that she had a spanking and an ass-fucking coming. Tonight might be the night. I would be stretching her ass soon, I promised myself. She can still be such a bitch. I was working myself into a bit of a state as Tasha came over.
âNeed some help?â Tasha asked in a purposeful voice.
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