Jan and Ed were two hot-blooded youngsters, devoted brother and sister who both had one cock on their mind: their father's. So when they discover that he has been having an affair with their next-door neighbor, the children decide to blackmail their old man.
Chuck is forced to submit to his son and daughter, quickly learning the delights of incestuous love. He blows his son while screwing his daughter, everyone then changing positions. It's a family sex-for-all, a marathon of father and daughter, brother and sister, father and son, everyone enjoying each other's private parts while lapping and sucking and fucking their way to family love.
And in between it all, Jan has a trick or two up her sleeve. She discovers that her father is something of a voyeur and she begins to read him the most erotic and turned-on stories she can find.
This sets the scene for a slamming, humping, hammering orgy. Jan invites two of her girlfriends over and Chuck, her father, is a professional wrestler who asks his buddy Timberman to come to the house for an evening of sexual adventures.
Chuck immediately goes down on Peg, his daughter's young sexy friend, while the other girl, Pat, sucks his cock. Timberman is a mean strong fucker with a voracious athletic appetite, fond of whips and sexual gymnastics to flail out his secret desires.
There is no end to the number of arrangements. Jan furnished a massive dildo and corn-holes her father's muscular well-hung friend, while her brother works another dildo into his father's firm hairy ass.
All the girls get to have their fill, their cunts filled with big hard cocks, that is, as the night wears on.
And with Jan's personal attention, her father is never unsatisfied. His unspoken fantasies of screwing his luscious young daughter are satisfied beyond his wildest erotic dreams. As for Ed, his son, well, the boy never has anything to complain about again either, his homosexual inclinations forever satisfied by his father, alias his live-in sexual stud-mate.
CHAPTER ONE
Jan had no intention of telling her mother that she had seen her father sneaking into the widow Campbell's house the night before. Everybody knew the widow Campbell's reputation. Jan would use the information for her own purpose. She was seventeen and still a virgin and she didn't like it. She could have gotten laid many times by boys her age.
She wanted a man, she wanted her father. Her father was a professional wrestler with a fantastic body. He was thirty-eight. Jan had been flaunting her firm breasts and cute ass in his face for some time now but didn't seem to get any results. Her mother was an attractive woman but very prudish. Jan had no doubt in her mind that if she ever told her mother about the widow Campbell, there would be a divorce.
She didn't even tell her brother Ed. They usually confided in one another. She knew he was gay and she also knew everyone he had ever been to bed with. They had a nice rapport. She had blown Ed a few times but that was the extent of their sexual relationship.
Jan knew that Ed had a crush on their father too. He would do anything to get him in bed. She relented and decided to tell Ed her plan.
"You're kidding. The widow Campbell?"
"I saw him with my own eyes. He was in there for a good hour or even more."
"What do you plan on doing? You're not telling mom, are you?"
"Of course not. I'm going to use the information so that we can get pop in bed."
"When do you plan on all this?"
"This afternoon when mom goes to her bridge party." Jan left her brother Ed standing there gawking and went to her room to prepare herself for the meeting. She showered and put on her sexiest clothes. Ed followed her cue and bathed and dressed. They waited in the living room for their father to come home from working out in the gym.
They only had about a half hour to wait. They heard him shutting the front door. He walked into the livingroom.
"Hi kids, what are you up to?"
"Nothing pop, just relaxing." Ed was a little nervous.
"Could we talk to you a minute pop?" "Sure, shoot." He put his bag down and sat in an easy chair.
"Dad, would you like to fuck me?" "What?"
"I said, would you like to fuck me?" Ed almost fell off the couch.
"I ought to give you the back of my hand but I think I'll let your mother handle this."
"Good, now I know exactly what to do about you and Mrs. Campbell." The father, who had started to rise, sat back down and turned red.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Ed and I saw you going into the widow's house last night. You were in there for a pretty long time." Jan figured it would sound better if she said that Ed had seen him too..
"Do you plan on telling your mother this?"
"Yes, unless you do as we say."
"What's that?"
"First of all, come with us." The two children led their father upstairs to his bedroom.
"Now take your clothes off."
"This has gone far enough."
"Let's face it pop, you haven't got too much choice unless you're ready for a divorce." Jan and Ed had already began to strip. Their father realized that he didn't have too much choice so he started undressing. He looked at his daughter's nude body and he felt himself growing hard. "Now lie on the bed." He lay on the bed on his back. Jan lay on top of him and kissed him. He was reluctant at first, but after awhile his mouth opened and he welcomed his daughter's searching tongue. His cock was fully erect now. Jan moved off his big body but continued kissing him.
Ed moved in and fondled his father's huge cock. Jan raised herself until her young tits were in his face. Her father took one of the mounds in his mouth and sucked. Ed lowered his head and took his father's cock into his mouth. His father moaned in pleasure and his hips moved. Ed clung to the muscular, hairy legs as he licked his father's throbbing prick.
Jan signaled Ed away and straddled her father. She held on to his cock and placed it at her entry. She stopped, thinking of something else. She climbed up his chest until her cunt was in his face. He reached his tongue out to touch the virgin pussy.
Ed was back on the big cock, sucking away. Jan was teasing her father. She kept her pussy just out of reach of his hungry tongue.
"Wanna eat that cunt, pop?" He was panting.
"Yes, yes, let me have it." "Say please."
"Please, hurry." Jan leaned forward and his tongue lapped at her cunt hairs and then worked its' way around her slit. Ed was still sucking. His own cock was rigid and he wanted to touch it and come but he knew that they had better plans in store. Their father was eating away at the young pussy. His eyes were closed and his breathing was labored.
Jan signalled Ed to move away again. She moved down and sat on her father's crotch. She moved back further and bent down and licked the head of his cock. He was going crazy. She finally sat up and eased the giant cock up her vagina. She went slowly until she felt something break.
That was what she was waiting for. She slid further down. It was painful but it was a pleasure pain. She rode up and down on the large prick until it felt comfortable and good. She got off her father and lay on her back.
"Okay, Pops let's do it the right way now." She raised her legs. He was between them in an instant and in another instant he was in her.
"Oh, daddy, that feels so good." He pumped her furiously. Ed had wet his finger and was playing with his father's humping ass. He felt around the asshole and worked his finger in. He let his father do all the work. Every time he rose to pump his daughter again, the finger went in deeper.
"Oh, honey,I'm gonna come."
"Me too pop, don't stop." Their bodies fucked furiously. Ed had three fingers up his fathers ass now. He felt the lump that was his father's prostate gland swell. Father and daughter came together. After they had come, Jan felt her father lie down on top of her. He kissed her on the lips, gently.
"Oh, darling, that was beautiful."
"It was for me too, pop. They both lay back and relaxed. Ed climbed on the bed and fondled his father's cock.
"Are you gay, son?" Jan was playing with Ed's cock.
"Yes, pop, and I love you." Jan went down on her brother for a few minutes. She then lay back.
"Dad, why don't you suck Ed? He sucked you."
"Sorry, baby, that's not my bag."
"Listen, we're a family and everything goes. Suck his cock. It's clean, you're not gonna die. Stop being a prude like mom." The father, hesitantly, leaned forward and took his son's cock in his mouth. Ed fucked him slowly in the mouth. His father's mouth felt good around his cock. He pushed his good sized cock all the way in his father's mouth. He was amazed that his father took it so easily.
He was further amazed to see that his father was getting another hard-on. He fucked him faster in the mouth and felt himself coming. He shot his entire load into his father's mouth and waited for his father to run to the bathroom to spit it out. He was in for another surprise.
"That wasn't so bad after all." He had swallowed it. Ed pulled his father to him and kissed him on the mouth. Their lips were parted. His father darted his tongue into Ed's mouth and they embraced one another.
They soon parted and Jan moved next to her father and put her head on his shoulder and rubbed the hair on his muscular chest.
"We can do this again, can't we pop?"
"You bet, how about right now." His cock was still hard. He crawled between his daughter's legs and mounted her. She wrapped her legs around his back and welcomed the thrust of the mammoth cock in her juicy cunt. Ed got a jar of cream and began massaging his father's asshole. He worked his fingers up the tight hole. When he had four fingers in he stopped and climbed up behind his father. He slowly inserted his cock and, once more, let his father do all the work. Back and forth the hips went and in and out the cock went. Ed was all the way in now.
His father seemed to dig the fucking and getting fucked. Ed sensed that they were about to come and he felt himself nearing climax too. He put his hands on his father's hips and noticed Jan's hands tighten on the back. He began his orgasm. Jan and her father were already in the passionate throes of coming. Again they all lay back.
"Fucked by my own son and daughter? I can't believe it."
"How was it pop?" Jan was exhausted.
"The best fuck and fucking I've ever had."
"Pop, we've noticed that whenever you're losing a fight, you always have a big bulge in your crotch. We can even notice it on the television. When you win, there's no bulge."
"This will be kind of hard to explain. Do you know what S & M is?"
"Something to do with sadists and masochists?"
"Exactly, I'm a masochist. I like pain. It excited me sexually. Most wrestlers are either S or M. Some are both. When I'm getting my ass kicked, I get very excited." Both children noticed that their father was getting hard talking about it. Jan fondled his cock.
"What are some of the things that turn you on, pop?"
"I like it when I'm in a head-lock and my opponent rams my head into the post. I also like it when I'm flipped over the shoulder on to the mat, ass first? that really hurts. After most bouts, I go into the locker room and jerk off thinking about all the pain." Jan was playing with his cock, it was really hard now. She squeezed it cruelly and her father groaned. Ed began licking his father's thighs. He bit into the firm flesh, leaving teeth marks. His father was breathing heavily and his hips were moving.
Jan released his cock and went over and took his belt off his pants.
"Lie on your stomach mothafucka." Her father did as he was ordered, his moaning continued. Jan come down on his ass heavily with the belt. Ed took his own belt off his pants and stood on the other side of the bed. He whipped alternately with Jan. Their father's back and ass were a mass of cruel welts. His ass was moving up and down to receive the beatings. He was fucking the mattress. He'd had a hard-on and Jan was finger fucking herself. Harder and harder they beat and louder and louder he moaned. Ed put his belt down and picked up the jar of ointment. He lubricated his cock well. He signalled for his sister to stop and he mounted his father. With one quick thrust he was in.
The ass felt very hot under him because of the beating. His father's hips moved up to take all of him in. Jan continued the beating. Ed protested at first when he felt the sting of the belt across his ass. After a few strokes it began to feel good. He experienced a warm feeling. His cock was riding in and out of his father's ass. Jan stood up on the bed with the belt and still in her hand. She climbed up by her father's head and pushed her hot, wet pussy into his face. He sucked hungrily at the excited box. Jan continued whipping Ed's ass with the belt. She managed to hit her father on the sides of his legs also. Ed was pumping furiously. Jan knew that she was going to come soon. By the way her father was breathing and the way Ed was pumping she knew that they were close too.
With her free hand she grabbed her father by the hair, roughly, and pushed his face all the way into her crotch. She was coming. He followed right away, excited by the juices that flowed freely into his thirsty mouth. Ed was completing orgasm at the same time. Jan dropped the belt on the floor and they all rested.
"You kids are great. We'll have to do this again soon. We better get up now, the witch is due back soon."
"The witch is already back." They were all startled and turned to see their mother and wife standing in the doorway. They all scrambled for their clothes.
"It's a little late for that, isn't it?" Everybody was silent.
"I came home early, Chuck, to tell you that I want a divorce. I heard about the widow episode last night. I was going to tell you that I wanted you out of the house while the divorce proceedings were in operation. I was also going to tell you that. I wanted the children.
"I've changed my mind. You can keep the sex maniacs and I'll move out." The three lovers were a little relieved. The irate mother took a suitcase from the closet and hastily packed a few things.
"I'll get the rest of my things tomorrow. My lawyer will be in touch with you." She stormed out of the house. Both children felt very guilty and bad for their father. His face was expressionless. They began to apologize. He laughed.
"Don't apologize. I would have asked her for a divorce a long time ago. I was just worried about losing you two. Now we're a tight family. From now on we sleep in here every night. I'm going to order a king size bed. Jan, you're going to have to be the lady of the house from now on. I'm glad you know how to cook."
The three of them sat around for a while discussing their new duties. Jan had an idea.
"I have a suggestion to make."
"Go ahead, Jan."
"Well, actually we're all lovers, right?" "Right."
"Then there's no need for any of us to seek sex on the outside. Let's have an agreement that if any one of us sees someone they want to sleep with, we have to bring them home and share them."
"That's a good idea Jan except for one thing."
"What's that pop?"
"Me, I dig women. You'll bring home boys or men and Ed will do the same."
"You didn't let me finish. There are a lot of pretty girls in my school with hot pants for you. Everyday they ask me personal questions about you. Ed and I aren't the only ones that have noticed your huge meat on television. There's not one broad in this town who wouldn't want to get you in the rack."
"Is that so? Looks like we're going to have some fun time in this old house." Ed got into the conversation.
"Pop, could you bring some of your wrestler friends home sometime?"
"Sure son, they're mostly bi-sexual. We can have a ball. Let's get one thing straight though. I'm still the boss and you kids have to finish school. There'll be no fun times until you've finished your school work, okay?"
"We'll agree to that. How about if we just have other people over on Friday and Saturday nights?"
"Perfect, that way it won't interfere with your school work." Jan went downstairs to prepare dinner. Ed and his father showered. Jan knew that they were both too exhausted to fool around, so she had no fear of their being any goofing behind her back.
The first week went smoothly. Jan proved to be a good house keeper and cook. Ed pitched in too.
"Dad, tomorrow's Friday and I've invited two of my girl friends over. I think you'll like them."
"I hope you used some discretion. We can't have the whole town knowing what we're up to." "Don't worry, these girls are very cool. They don't want to ruin a good thing either."
"Dad, do you think you could invite one of your wrestler friends over tomorrow night?" Ed was worried about being left out.
"Sure son, who do you like best?"
"The Timberman." The Timberman was a big bruiser with a weight lifter's body. He was very hairy and about six foot-five inches tall.
"That can be arranged easily. He's always walking around the locker room playing with his big cock. I think he'd dig a little action. I'll ask him. The three made their plans.
"My girl friends are coming over around six o'clock so we'll have dinner early and be ready when they get here."
"I'll call the Timberman right now and tell him to be here at six also." Chuck went to the phone and called his friend.
"Well, it's all set. Hell be here at six." Ed was excited. His father and sister were excited too, thinking about Friday night. They all went to the bedroom and stripped. They did their thing.
Chuck came home early from the gym Friday afternoon They had dinner at four-thirty and prepared for the orgy. At six o'clock the doorbell rang. Jan answered it and ushered Peg and Pat in. She introduced the two girls to her father and brother. Peg walked over to Chuck and groped him. Jan had evidently clued the girl in. Chuck was embarrassed for a split second and then responded by opening the young girl's blouse. Peg pulled up her skirt. She had no underclothes on.
"Eat my cunt." Chuck fell to his knees and lapped at the girl's cunt. Pat opened his fly and took his huge cock out. She put her lips to it and began sucking it. The doorbell rang again and Jan answered it. It was Timberman. She was amazed at his height and build and the healthy size of his basket. She led him into the livingroom. Chuck was still lapping at Peg's cunt and Pat was sucking his cock. Ed walked over to Timberman and opened his belt. He undid his pants and they fell to the big man's ankles. Jan was already undressed. She fondled the wrestler's hard cock while Ed continued to disrobe him. Jan took over.
"Okay, girls, leave my old man alone long enough to take his clothes off. Take your clothes off too." The girls obeyed and soon everybody was naked.
"Let's go up to the bedroom." Everybody followed as she led the way to the large bedroom. She had the two girls lie on their backs and then placed her father and Timberman between their legs. She ordered the two men to eat the pussies. They didn't need too much encouragement. Both heads dived into the young pussies and sucked for all they were worth.
Jan and Ed grabbed two belts and began whipping the two big men. Jan had been a little leery of hitting Timberman. She didn't know how receptive he would be. She found out after the first few strokes that he loved it.
She left Ed in charge of the beating and went into her room and returned with a large rubber dildo. She greased it up well and crawled between Timberman's muscular legs. She inserted the head of the dildo into his anal cavity.
His ass seemed to open as she rammed the full length of the massive cock up his ass. He leaned back to take the full impact of her rough thrusts. Jan took her father away from Pat's hot cunt and placed him behind Timberman. She worked his cock into Timberman's ass. She then stood on top of the bed and shoved her wet cunt into her father's mouth. He licked hungrily, darting his tongue into the horny hole and massaging her clit. His cock, meanwhile, was driving into Timberman's hungry ass. His big cock drove in and out of the dark opening.
Ed picked up the dildo and placed it at his father's asshole. He worked it all the way in. Peg slid under Timberman and opened her cunt to envelope his mammoth cock. He fucked her violently. Pat picked up the belt and began whipping Chuck's ass while Ed was fucking it with the dildo.
Timberman came first with a loud moan. His whole body shook as he spewed his hot come up Peg's cunt. She came along with him and scratched cruelly at his back. Pat beat harder on Chuck's ass and he joined the coming duo. Jan's juices flowed into her father's excited mouth. Pat was finger fucking herself. When she saw all the excitement on the bed she dropped the belt and fell to the floor with three fingers up her cunt and came.
Everybody disengaged themselves and Ed took Timberman and lay him on his back. He lifted the huge man's legs and drove his cock up his asshole. Timberman's eyes were closed and he welcomed the young cock. He wrapped his legs around Ed's back and rose to meet each heavy thrust. It didn't take Ed too long to come. When he was spent he lay on top of Timberman and kissed him full on the lips. The big man responded and held Ed in his arms. Everybody rested in each other's arms for a while. Jan stood up. "You know what I'd like?"
"What, Jan?"
"I'd like a cock up my cunt, a cock up my ass and a cock in my mouth."
"What about us?" Peg and Pat felt left out. Jan went back to her room and returned with another dildo. She picked the other one up off the floor and handed each of the girls one of them.
"Here, this will take care of you both. If you get tired or bored with that, there are a few straps around here and you know what to do with them." She said this while looking at Timberman's and her father's asses.
"Okay, who want my cunt?" Timberman spoke up.
"I'd like that privilege."
"Who'd like my ass?" Her father was already applying the ointment to his cock.
"Well, Ed, I guess you're the one left for a blow job." Jan lay on her side and Timberman lay facing her. He stuck his cock up her cunt. Chuck lay behind her and worked his cock up her ass. Ed knelt by her head and she took his semi-hard cock in her mouth. Peg and Pat were excited watching the whole scene and they picked up the dildos and rammed them up their cunts.
"Peg, why don't we do it to one another?" Peg agreed and she manipulated Pat's dildo and Pat did the same. Chuck was all the way in Jan's ass and Timberman was fucking like a bandit. Jan sucked hungrily at her brother's cock. She was in ecstasy, all of her holes filled.
She had already come once and felt her second orgasm building. She could tell by her father's breathing that he was pretty close to coming. Peg and Pat put the dildos down and reached for the belts. They stood above the two men and began beating them. Peg was on Timberman's side and she beat viciously on his white ass. Pat did the same to Chuck.
Both men were panting audibly and their eyes were closed. Jan began her second orgasm and at the same time she felt Timberman shooting in her cunt. He let out a loud moan and Chuck was set off. He came up her ass filling her full of the rich white cream While still in the throes of her orgasm, she tasted the juicy load filling her mouth from her brother, Ed.
Jan got herself together and went to the kitchen. She returned with some glasses and a large pitch of punch. She poured everyone a glass.
"There's some rum in this so don't drink it too fast. We have a big night in front of us." Her father was astounded.
"Jan, where did you get the rum?"
"In the liquor cabinet."
"You kids aren't old enough to drink." Everybody laughed at the same time and Chuck realized how silly he must have sounded.
"Old enough to fuck, old enough to drink." Pat couldn't resist it.
"Relax, pop, there's very little booze in it." Peggy was playing with Ed's cock. It was beginning to get hard. Once more Jan took over.
"Okay Ed, you're gonna fuck your first girl." Jan positioned Peg on the bed and then guided her brother between her legs. Ed entered the girl's hole and began a slow rhythm. He thought he'd have trouble keeping a hard-on but once he was in, he knew that there'd be no trouble. Peg wrapped her legs around his waist and held on to his neck with her arms.
Timberman crawled up behind him and began entering his asshole. He got the head of his cock in and let Ed work the rest of it in with his pumping. Ed's cock felt great in the soppy pussy. He wondered why he had never done this with his sister. Timberman was all the way in now.
Jan picked up one of the belts and lashed out at Timberman's ass and back. He was humping violently. Pat and Chuck were sixty-nining on the rug. Jan kept beating Timberman.
"I told you they were perverted." Everybody turned around to see Chuck's wife standing in the doorway with two cops.
"They're sick, they're all sick. I'm getting out of here. I'll never set foot in this house again." She ran out the front door.
"Okay, what's going on here?" The burlier of the two cops came into the room. Jan came toward him.
"We're just having a little fun, officer."
"A little fun? How old are you?" In answer Jan grabbed the cop's crotch. He started to back away but she held on. Before he knew what was happening she had his fly undone and his cock out. In a flash she was kneeling in front of him with his cock in her mouth. Pat and Peg got the idea and approached the other cop. Pat took his hand and put it on her pussy. Peg opened his fly and fondled his semi-hard cock. Jan released the first cop's cock and stood up. They didn't need too much persuading. While they were undressing. Jan poured them a drink. When they were completely nude, Ed walked over and fondled one of their cocks.
"Hey, what is this? You queer?" Chuck stood up.
"Before you guys join in I have to tell you that everything goes. Nothing is queer if you dig it. We don't draw any lines. You still want to play?"
"Yeah, were game. Sorry about that crack." Chuck winked at Ed.
"If you want to play, you have to be initiated. Lie on the bed on your stomachs." Both cops did as was ordered. Chuck got the ointment and massaged their assholes. He and Timberman mounted the cops and fucked them. The cops groaned a lot but took the whole thing pretty well. While they were being fucked, Ed climbed back into Peg's cunt and continued doing what had been recently interrupted by his mother. Timberman and Chuck fucked the cops for a while and then stopped. They didn't come. They just wanted to see if the cops would be game; they were. Ed was coming in Peg's hot box. When he finished he climbed off her.
As soon as he climbed off the girl, one of the cops climbed on. The other cop was fooling around with Pat's tits. He had about three fingers up her cunt. He removed his hand and replaced it with his tongue. Jan knelt down and took his hard cock in her mouth. Timberman got both dildos and put one up Jan's ass and one into her pussy. With both hands he worked the dildos in and out. Her legs were thrashing.
Ed was standing beside Pat and fondled her tits. Pat reached down and moved the cop's head away from her cunt and directed it to Ed's cock. The cop hesitated.
"Remember what you agreed, everything goes." Pat was having a ball. The cop took Ed's cock into his mouth and sucked. After he had sucked for a while, Pat moved his head back to her pussy. Chuck was sitting on the floor, enjoying the whole scene. He walked over to Timberman who was still busy fucking Jan in the ass and cunt with the two dildos, and started jerking him off. Ed picked up one of the belts and beat both men. Their backs were by now a mass of welts.
Ed started on the cop that was eating Pat's cunt. He started to protest but then remembered 'everything goes'. Ed beat harder on the cop's ass and the cop sucked harder on Pat's cunt. Ed left the group and went over to Peg and the other cop who were fucking on the floor in the corner. He lashed out with the belt and caught the cop square across the ass. The cop stopped fucking and gasped for breath. Peg pulled him back on top of her and whispered something in his ear. Ed continued the beating for a while and then returned to watch the other group. He took Timberman's cock in his own hand and jerked it off. Chuck grabbed the jar of ointment and lubricated his son's asshole.
He entered him easily and joined the group of fuckers. The cop that was sucking Pat's cunt came in Jan's mouth. Jan was spurred on by the salty tasting nectar and she shot her load. This turned Timberman on and he shot in Ed's mouth. Pat, watching all this, let go of her load and the cop lapped it all up. Chuck felt the electricity of the group and spewed his come up his son's ass.
Ed pulled away from the spent group and approached Peg and the other cop. He put his cock in the cop's face. The cop opened his mouth, not missing one stroke in Peg's cunt, and sucked on Ed's hard cock. Ed was very near coming and with a few thrusts into the cop's mouth he shot. After he had come the cop kept the cock in his mouth. He was shooting too and Peg was scratching the hell out of his back as she came with him. In a few minutes everyone got up.
Jan ran downstairs and got another big pitcher of punch. She refilled everyone's glasses and they all sat around, chewing the rag. Chuck had some questions for the cops.
"Did my wife place a formal complaint?"
"No, we were driving past in the squad car and she hailed us down. She said that this was a house of sin. We laughed at her and she told us to come up and see for ourselves, and here we are. What a lucky break."
Chuck told the cops that they were welcome anytime.
"And of course you know that goes for you two dolls also." Pat and Peg smiled.
"Hey dad, don't forget Timberman." Ed was concerned.
"Oh, yeah, I got a surprise for you Ed. Timberman has been living downtown in some crummy hotel. I told him he could move in with us. He's going to be sleeping in your room. You can go with him later and help him move his clothes in." Timberman put his arm around Ed and smiled at the boy. Pat and Peg were sitting on the cops' laps. Chuck spoke again.
"We can have a very groovy thing going if everyone is discreet. Not a word of what goes on here can be repeated. This is a small town and the people are very narrow minded." He went on to tell them the rules that he and his children had set down. They could bring anyone they wanted but they had to use discretion in choosing. The cops were all for it.
"My wife and I have discussed swapping mates, but never got around to doing it. We both sort of feel that sex with someone else would be alright if we were both present. This is the perfect solution. My wife's a groovy looking chick. The only thing is that when she's here I can't suck cock or get fucked. She wouldn't understand that.
"Don't worry about that; your wife has to be initiated. The first thing she's going to do when she comes here is eat my pussy." Jan knew what she was doing. The other cop agreed to do the same with his wife. They had been getting bored with conventional sex together recently. Jan poured fresh drinks for everyone. Ed was sitting on Timberman's lap. He felt comfortable and warm in the huge man's hairy arms. He also remembered Peg's cunt and knew that he'd get a lot more of that. He had never had a girl before, and he realized what he had been missing. Everyone got dressed and prepared to leave. The two cops kissed everyone goodbye and said they'd be seeing them real soon. The two girls left together after kissing the men good-bye. They'd be back too, they said. Ed dressed and left with Timberman to help him move his gear into the house.
Jan and her father, Chuck, relaxed on the bed with fresh drinks and rehashed the night's events. She lay in her father's arms and kissed him lightly on the lips. Then she climbed out of bed.
"I guess I'd better fix Timberman some dinner; he probably hasn't eaten yet." Chuck began to nap. In his sleep he dreamed. He was walking inside a giant cunt. His cock got hard and as he dreamed, he stroked it. When Jan returned she saw her father's hard-on. She woke him up.
"Pop, don't you ever get enough?"
"Never," he whispered as he pulled his daughter onto the bed.
CHAPTER TWO
Kim put down the book of short stories she had been reading and turned to the doorway to see her father standing there looking at her. She was only sixteen but had the body of a very mature young lady. Her father came over and took the book from her.
"Is this the kind of garbage you read?"
"Daddy, I have pubic hair and a couple of things on my chest that aren't warts. I'm a woman and I have needs. If reading about what I would like to be doing helps alleviate the frustrations, then you have no complaints. The alternative is walking the streets. Would you rather I did that?"
"I'm sorry, Kim. I thought I had provided everything for you. I forgot that you're a young woman now and not a child anymore."
"That's right, daddy."
"Have you read all these stories yet?"
"No, just the first one."
"Have you had this book a long time?" He read one of the reviews on the bottom of the front cover of the book. "If you have never' come to erotica, read this; we guarantee you'll come ....
"No, I just got it yesterday."
"Well then, maybe it would help if you read it to me. It might help me to understand better."
"Why don't you read it yourself?"
"Kim, ever since your mother died, all I've had is you. I'm a very lonely man. As you know, I don't see other women. I've devoted my whole life to you. I'd like to share this experience with you. I'm trying hard to understand whatever problems you might be having."
Kim was embarrassed. She loved her father and had often fantasized about the both of them in bed. He was forty years old and had a strong body. His pants never failed to show a good sized bulge. She was dying to get a good look at his meat.
"Kim, have you ever been to bed with a boy?"
"I've necked but I've never gone all the way. I've had every opportunity but it just didn't seem right. Your training has helped."
"That's very gratifying. You're a beautiful girl, and I wouldn't want to see you getting in any trouble, if you know what I mean." Bob, her father, had often looked at his daughter with lust in his eye. He had watched her grow from a scrawny tomboy into a beautiful young lady. He couldn't count how many times he had undressed her mentally.
"Do you really want me to read this book of short stories to you?"
"Yes."
"I'm sure that some of them will be pretty heavy and the language is certainly not that fitting to a young lady."
"I'll understand. Go ahead and read."
Kim sat down on the bed next to her father and picked up the book. She began reading.
Lady Emily dismissed her footman and turned to her guest.
"So you see, Sir Howard, it is really quite impossible for me to be your mistress."
"I don't understand, my lady; I thought you were rather fond of me."
"Oh, but I am, Sir Howard. Words have drifted from the shores of France concerning your sexual prowess and your many conquests of the great ladies at court."
"That was before I met you, me sweet."
"It is not your promiscuity that bothers me. Word has also reached me about your huge member. Many times I've heard how well endowed you are. I can see by the unnaturally large bulge in your pants that the information was not idle gossip."
"Surely that should be considered an asset."
"Ordinarily it would be but for the fact that I have a very small pussy. Come here, Howard, and touch it." Lady Emily lifted her dress and pulled down her underclothes. Howard moved to her side and fingered her pussy. He worked two fingers up, and then three. Lady Emily was swooning. He almost had his whole hand up when she finally spoke.
"You see, Howard, I will have my little jokes. Now I'm ready for your cock." She led him to the bedroom and they both undressed. Howard's cock was as huge as the bulge had suggested. Emily stared at the huge prick in awe. Howard's mouth watered as he took in the luscious form before him. He went to her and knelt before her. He melted his face into her crotch and tongued her avidly. He stroked up and down with his tongue on her clit. Emily moaned uncontrollably. Howard pushed his tongue into the moist cunt.
"Oh, Howard, that feels wonderful, but let's lie on the bed. I am anxious to get your cock in my mouth." Howard complied, and they were soon in a sixty-nine position. Emily had trouble getting the head of the huge prick in her mouth. She finally managed to do this and gradually swallowed the whole organ. Howard was busy lapping her wet cunt.
There was a light tapping at the chamber door, but neither lover heard it. Louise, Emily's maid entered. She ignored the couple on the bed as if it were an everyday occurrence. She gathered her mistress' soiled clothes. Howard became aware of the maid's presence and jumped.
"Relax, darling, I have no secrets from Louise. Come here, Louise." Louise approached the bed.
"Don't you find her comely?"
"Louise, show Sir Howard your ripe beauties." Louise opened her blouse and exposed her large, young breasts. Emily lifted Howard's hand and placed it on the firm mounds.
"Louise, would you like to join us? I think Sir Howard might enjoy both of our favors." Louise stripped and joined the two lovers in bed. She kissed her mistress long and passionately. She then turned to Howard and did the same. She moved down his enormous dick and began sucking on it. Howard went back to sucking Emily's twat. Emily was finger-fucking her maid.
Emily removed her fingers from her maid's cunt and place her tongue into the hot hole. Louise was sucking heatedly on Howard's huge cock. Louise sucked harder and harder.
Howard was near coming. His body jerked spasmodically and he shot his hot, heavy load into the young maid's mouth. This triggered Louis's orgasm and she dripped her hot juices into Emily's hungry mouth. Emily tasted the succulent juices and felt the spasms of Howard's body and she joined the three in coming. Howard sucked in all the hot juices that Emily exuded. He lingered after she came to enjoy the taste and the aroma of the sex juices.
"Well, my darling, do you like my trusty servant?" In response, Howard grabbed the young girl and kissed her hungrily.
"Sir Howard, I wanted a verbal answer , not a display." Emily was smiling. Louise got up and dressed. She then continued her chores while Howard held on to his new lover, Emily.
"Emily, I find you a wanton woman. I am not sure that I would want you as a lover. You are far too lustful for a lady."
"But Howard, I only tried to please you." Howard laughed.
"You see, my sweet, I too have a sense of humor." He held Emily close and kissed her ears, then her cheeks, and finally her lips. The two lovers got up and dressed. Howard prepared to leave.
"Will I see you tonight, my darling?" Howard was still horny.
"I'm afraid not, love of my life; my husband is due back tonight."
"Then when will I see you?"
"I will be in touch with you."
"Am I then to understand that I am to wait interminably for your summons?" "Darling, don't be so dramatic. I'll send word to your villa tonight."
Howard completed his toilet and, giving his new love a kiss on the cheek and a pat on the ass, he took his leave. Emily summoned her maid.
"What do you want? I wish you would give me a break. I break my fucking ass all day in this dreary morgue and then have to perform for your creepy boyfriends as well. When do I get a crummy day off?"
"Louise, be patient with me. We still have some money left, but not a fortune. My husband's a drunk and penniless. We've been living on what money your favors and mind can earn. Sir Howard is very wealthy and can make us rich. I promise you that when we have made our fortune we will go back to Paris."
"I'm getting tired of this maid crap. Why don't you just tell him I'm your younger sister?"
"You don't understand. There's something intriguing about a servant joining two noble people. It makes it more deranged. Just give me one more week and then we will have Howard in our hands."
"Okay, one more week, or then fuck the whole scheme. And now, Lady Emily, if you don't mind, get your fat ass off the bed and make us a drink." Emily got up and poured two brandies. She handed one to Louise. They both sat on the edge of the bed sipping the warm brandy. Emily put her arm around her sister Louise and kissed her.
"Louise, put your drink down and take your clothes off." Louise placed her drink on the night table and took her clothes off. She was still unsatisfied sexually. She climbed into bed next to her sister.
"You know I love you, Louise. Why do you make it difficult for me? We have to pursue our present course or be turned out like gypsies."
"I know, Emily, but sometimes it becomes such a bore." Emily touched her younger sister's cunt. She massaged the pubic hairs and then entered the young pussy with two of her fingers. Louise moaned.
Emily removed her fingers and placed her mouth on the warm cunt. She licked at the moist pubic hairs and darted her tongue into the love hole. Louise reversed her body and sucked hungrily at her sister's pussy. Both bodies writhed and moaned in passion on the bed. The scent of the hot pussies was overwhelming in the chamber. Both girls were carried away with the passion and came together in a very short time.
"Emily, just how much money do we have left?"
"Enough to keep us in luxury for about two more weeks. Now you understand why it is important that we use Sir Howard."
"Oh, Emily, I'm so sorry I was harsh with you before. It's just that I'm so tired of this game. When do you think we can get some money from Sir Howard? I don't like him."
"I've told him that I'm having some trouble with my affairs, and he has volunteered to lend me quite a tidy sum. It will allow us to leave London and go to Paris. But first we have to convince him that I am sincere about being his lover. He is very much in love with me."
"Men are such fools. Remember that count in Italy who only wanted you to put a silk scarf on his cock and jerk him off?"
"Don't be unkind to the count's memory. We got quite a bit of money from him. He was one of our most generous benefactors."
"He was still a fool."
"Nevertheless, a generous fool."
The two girls retired. In the morning Emily had an appointment with Sir Howard. When she returned, she summoned her sister.
"Louise, I have the greatest of news."
"What is it my dear?"
"Sir Howard has given me the money. You won't believe the sum."
"Oh, quickly, tell me!"
"Five thousand pounds." Louise had to sit down.
"Does that mean we can leave London right away?"
"Yes, start packing. He's coming over this evening for some more of our favors. I've already gotten us passage from Dover for this afternoon." Both girls packed hurriedly.
They arrived at Calais in the early evening and rented a carriage to take them to Paris. The ride to Paris was bumpy and very tiresome. They put up at one of the better hotels until they could make arrangements to get their own apartments. When they were settled in their rooms, Emily poured them each a drink and proposed a toast.
"To Paris, city of sin. May we prosper here as well as we have in cities more honorable." They drank their drinks and began planning their operation.
"I think the opera is our easiest way to get into Parisian Society. We have enough money and clothes to put on a good show."
"Yes, Emily, I must agree with you. Must I be your maid?"
"No, sweetheart, you will be my beautiful, younger sister." Louise gave her sister a kiss on the lips.
"Now, let's get some rest so that we will be able to perform well tomorrow night at the opera." They retired and both slept well.
In the morning they had a healthy breakfast sent to their rooms. They spent most of the day shopping until it was time to return to the hotel to prepare for the evening. They spent hours at their toilet and in selecting what to wear. An hour before the opera was to begin, they were ready. They both looked stunningly magnificent. Emily suggested that they each have a cocktail before they left the hotel "It will calm our nerves and give our cheeks a little glow."
"You think of everything."
"I reserved a whole box for us at the opera in a very strategic spot. Everyone will have a good view of us." They finished their drinks and donned their capes. They arrived a few minutes before the opera was to begin. An attendant led them to their box.
"Isn't it beautiful, Louise?"
"Yes, it's marvelous." Both girls relaxed in their chairs. As agreed beforehand, they kept their eyes strictly on the stage. Emily was dying to look around, but heeded her sister's advice. At the intermission, they left their box and joined the crowds in the lobby for some refreshment. Emily was fully aware that every male eye in the place was upon them "Pardon, mademoiselles, aimez-vous l'opera?"
"I'm sorry, we don't speak French."
"Do not apologize. Anyone as beautiful as you two ladies shouldn't ever have to be sorry for anything. Are you recently arrived in Paris?"
"Yes, we're here on a short vacation."
"Then will you give me the honor of being my guests after the opera? I have a country home just outside Paris, and it is a tradition I started a few years ago to have friends visit after the opera."
"That would be very delightful, thank you."
"My name is Henri." Emily introduced her sister and herself and plans were made to meet in the same spot after the opera. The girls returned to their box. They suffered through the rest of the opera. They were very impressed with Henri. It was obvious from his dress that he was very wealthy. The three met in the lobby after the opera.
"Ah, my charming friends. The opera was such a bore. I am glad that you have consented to by my guests. My carriage is waiting outside. I will see that you get back to the city in a respectable time." After a pleasant drive they arrived at his villa. It was beautiful, and both girls were further impressed.
"We must be the first ones here. I do not see any other carriages yet. No matter, they will be here shortly." A very tall and massive butler opened the door for them. He took their coats and retired.
"What would you ladies like to drink?" They both asked for brandy. Henri pulled a cord and another manservant appeared. He too was rather large. Henri gave him the order and he left the room to return shortly with three brandies. He handed the girl's theirs and then one to his master. When they had finished their drinks, Henri ordered three more. The girls were wondering where the other guests were. Emily turned to see how her sister was reacting and was embarrassed to see her in a deep sleep on the couch. She began to apologize to Henri but her eye lids were suddenly very heavy and she couldn't speak. In a moment she too was sound asleep. Henri stood up and summoned his two servants. They knew what to do; they had been through this scene many times before. They looked forward to it.
Emily awoke first. She realized that she was in a cellar. She was standing against a wall, nude. Her arms were chained above her head to the wall. She saw that Louise was in the same position and beginning to come to.
"Emily, where are we?"
"We're in his cellar. He must be a madman. I'm afraid to say it, but I think he plans to beat us."
"Oh no, I couldn't stand it." Just then Henri walked into the room. He too was naked.
"Well, my two little nymphs, I see that you are back in the world of the living. I have a few games planned for us." Henri clapped his hands. The butler appeared bearing a whip. He was completely undressed, and the girls were amazed at the size of his cock. It must have been twelve inches long.
"I see you like my servant's cock. You will have time to taste it later." Henri knelt in front of Louise and put his face into her crotch. He began licking at her cunt. His tongue played with her clit. Louise saw the servant stand behind his master and raise the whip. She closed her eyes and waited for the sting of the heavy whip across her young breasts. She heard the crash of the whip but felt nothing. She opened her eyes and felt Henri's body tense.
Again the whip came down cruelly on his back. He moaned loudly as he sucked more fervently on the wet pussy. Louise was getting very excited. She saw that Henri was jerking himself off. Again and again the whip came down on the raw flesh. Henri was in bliss. Louise came and her body heaved in spasms as Henri licked up all her juices.
"Now." That was all Henri said, and the servant dropped the whip and came up behind his kneeling master. He knelt behind him and rammed his huge cock up his master's ass. Henri was still sucking the wet, sloppy pussy. The mammoth cock was all the way up his asshole. He groaned loudly as his servant fucked him viciously. In and out the big cock went. The servant reached up and played with Louise's tits. He then held his master's hips as he drove cruelly into the thirsty ass and spewed his heavy load of come up the wide cavity.
Louise felt gushes of hot, sticky come splattering on her legs and she knew that Henri was coming also. His tongue was still in her cunt. She also came again. Louise was getting very hot, despite her fear, while watching all this. The servant withdrew his semi-hard prick and stood back a few steps. Henri got to his feet.
"How was that, my dear? We still have more games to play. I hope your beautiful sister doesn't think that we have been ignoring her. She will be taken care of next." Henri clapped his hands, and the other servant appeared. He was also nude. The girls gasped when they saw his monstrous cock. It was even bigger than the first servant's. Henri nodded to him and pointed to Emily. The servant approached Emily and put his finger up her cunt. Then he withdrew his finger and put it in his mouth and sucked on it. He got on his knees and sucked hungrily at the already damp cunt.
He stood up after awhile and began working his cock up her pussy. Emily screamed as she felt the gigantic prick forcing it's way up her hole.
"Henri, stop him. Hell tear me apart. He's ripping me open." Once the cock was all the way up her pussy, Emily's screams turned to passionate moans. She thrust her hips out to meet the prick as it rammed into her. Henri picked up the whip and began beating the servant cruelly on the back of his ass. With each blow the servant fucked harder and his breathing became heavier. Emily looked into his wild face and saw that his eyes were rolling back into his head. He was in another world. She felt her first orgasm. Her body shook and she closed her eyes.
The servant's ass and back were a mass of welts. He plunged his cock in a few more times and Emily felt his juices flow into her hole and mingle with her own. She started her second orgasm and climaxed with him When they were both through, the servant stood back and awaited further orders. The first servant and Henri had fresh hard-ons and were ready for more.
Henri nodded to the first servant who unchained Louise and made her kneel down in dog fashion. Henri knelt behind her and greased her ass with some ointment. He then greased himself and entered her asshole. Louise held back a scream as the pain tore through her body. She heard the whip cracking and knew that Henri was being whipped.
He held on to her hips and pounded his meat all the way into her sore ass. She gritted her teeth and wished that he would hurry up and come. The whipping continued and with a shudder, Henri came in her ass. He stood up and helped her to her feet. One of the servants came forward and re-chained her to the wall. Henri spoke to the other servant.
"Go upstairs and tell our guests that we are ready for them." The servant left the room to do as he was bidden. Minutes later he returned with four naked men. One of these men Emily recognized from the opera. She had hoped that he would have been the one to approach her and her sister in the lobby. He was so attractive. Her pussy was getting wet in anticipation.
"Well, gentlemen, what do you think of tonight's catch?" The four men murmured in agreement that it was some catch indeed. Two of the men walked over to Louise and began playing with her tits and cunt. Emily was glad that the man she had her eye on was not one of them. One man came up to Emily and began to suck her tit. Her handsome friend had not made a move yet. He finally started towards her. Her breathing became heavier. He stopped just before he got to her and changed his direction. He walked over to one of the servants and knelt down before him and took the giant prick in his mouth. Emily was shocked and highly disappointed. Henri whispered something to the hungry cock-sucker and he nodded his head, not losing a second of his rhythm in responding.
Henri picked up the whip and began beating the sucker on the back and ass. He sucked more hungrily and his body responded to the lashes by shivering and moaning. The gentleman who had approached Emily was now on his knees before her. His tongue was all over her tasty crotch. His full beard felt wonderful on her bare thighs. Louise was getting her tits sucked and her cunt lapped.
Emily saw Henri come up behind the cock-sucker and kneel down behind him He began eating his friend's ass. He licked the whip welts on the beaten ass and then got down to the business of eating his asshole. The servant who was getting sucked finally tensed his body and came in a few violent thrusts. Not one drop was wasted. The man hungrily licked every drop and kept the cock in his mouth until it was dry. The servant stood bake.
Henri climbed up behind his friend and mounted him like a dog. He thrust his hard cock up the wet asshole. His friend groaned and pushed his hips back to accept the long cock. Emily's lover was now working her tits and rubbing his hard, throbbing cock against her thighs and very wet pussy.
"Fuck me, fuck me." She was in a frenzy. The man lifted her legs and put them around his waist. He worked his cock easily into her starving pussy. Emily was hanging from the wall by the chains and wrapped around the man. He fucked her for a short time and they both came. The foreplay had made both so excited that they couldn't hold back any longer. He withdrew and unwrapped Emily's legs from around his waist. He then walked over to his friend who was gettin fucked, dog fashion, and knelt before him, putting his come-coated cock towards his mouth. The friend lost no time in taking the cock into his mouth and licking it clean of all the come juices.
One of the servants knelt before Emily and licked her pussy clean of all the juices. Louise had been unchained and was lying on her back. One of the men was fucking her while the other had his cock in her mouth. Emily saw that she was having a pretty good time. Their fears of getting beaten were evidently unfounded.
Henri began shooting up his man's ass hole. Emily was amazed to see how much the man seemed to enjoy the cock up his ass. After Henri had climaxed he stood up and helped his friend up. He then went to Emily and unchained her and gave her a slight peck on the cheek.
"Enjoying yourself, my dear?" "I would think I'd made that quite evident with my performance."
"Yes, so you have. My friend, the one I was fucking, expressed a great interest in you. Would you enjoy seeing him. " "I was under the impression that he just liked men."
"Georges likes anything that breathes."
"In that case, I would love to see him." Henri signaled to his friend to come over. He introduced the two and left them alone. "Emily, you are a very beautiful woman." "Thank you, Georges, you are quite handsome yourself." Georges took Emily by the arms and kissed her passionately. Emily felt the hard cock against her leg and remembered that he hadn't come yet. She was ready for another go. Georges led her to a corner of the room and lay her on her back. Louise and her two lovers were rolling all over the heavily carpeted floor. Emily recognized from Louise's motions that she was in the throes of coming. Her head jerked back and the cock fell out of her mouth shooting white cream all over her face. She quickly grabbed the cock and sucked the remaining juices. The man who was fucking her arched his back and drove his shaft all the way up her cunt and came with them. They lay still for a few moments and Henri came up to them and whispered something. They all left the room leaving Georges and Emily alone. Georges was in her now. In deep.
Their lips met and their tongues darted in and out of each other's mouth. Emily felt like it was the first time she had ever really been fucked. The huge cock entered and withdrew only to enter again. Her pussy was quivering and she knew that her time was near. Georges sensed her excitement and quickened his pace so as to come with her.
She scratched his already beaten and sore back in passion and that drove George wild and he came violently. Emily joined him and their juices mingled in her flooded pussy. They lay back in each other's arms.
"Georges, where did everyone go?" "They've gone to bathe and dress. Come, we will join them." He led her up a stone stairway and to the bath. They passed through a dressing room where Emily saw her own clothes neatly hung up. They walked past the dressing room into a large bath. They bathed together, soaping one another down. Emily saw that Georges was fully erect again.
She had had many orgasms, but poor Georges had had only one. When they rinsed the soap off themselves, Emily knelt down and Henri began shooting up his man's ass hole. Emily was amazed to see how much the man seemed to enjoy the cock up his ass. After Henri had climaxed he stood up and helped his friend up. He then went to Emily and unchained her and gave her a slight peck on the cheek.
"Enjoying yourself, my dear?"
"I would think I'd made that quite evident with my performance."
"Yes, so you have. My friend, the one I was fucking, expressed a great interest in you. Would you enjoy seeing him. " "I was under the impression that he just liked men."
"Georges likes anything that breathes."
"In that case, I would love to see him" Henri signaled to his friend to come over. He introduced the two and left them alone.
"Emily, you are a very beautiful woman."
"Thank you, Georges, you are quite handsome yourself." Georges took Emily by the arms and kissed her passionately. Emily felt the hard cock against her leg and remembered that he hadn't come yet. She was ready for another go. Georges led her to a corner of the room and lay her on her back. Louise and her two lovers were rolling all over the heavily carpeted floor. Emily recognized from Louise's motions that she was in the throes of coming. Her head jerked back and the cock fell out of her mouth shooting white cream all over her face. She quickly grabbed the cock and sucked the remaining juices. The man who was fucking her arched his back and drove his shaft all the way up her cunt and came with them. They lay still for a few moments and Henri came up to them and whispered something. They all left the room leaving Georges and Emily alone. Georges was in her now. In deep.
Their lips met and their tongues darted in and out of each other's mouth. Emily felt like it was the first time she had ever really been fucked. The huge cock entered and withdrew only to enter again. Her pussy was quivering and she knew that her time was near. Georges sensed her excitement and quickened his pace so as to come with her.
She scratched his already beaten and sore back in passion and that drove George wild and he came violently. Emily joined him and their juices mingled in her flooded pussy. They lay back in each other's arms.
"Georges, where did everyone go?"
"They've gone to bathe and dress. Come, we will join them." He led her up a stone stairway and to the bath. They passed through a dressing room where Emily saw her own clothes neatly hung up. They walked past the dressing room into a large bath. They bathed together, soaping one another down. Emily saw that Georges was fully erect again.
She had had many orgasms, but poor Georges had had only one. When they rinsed the soap off themselves, Emily knelt down and sucked on the hard cock. Georges grabbed her head and pulled it into his crotch. His hips moved in and out, fucking her in the mouth. Emily reached behind Georges and worked her fingers up his ass. He bent forward to make her task easier. She felt the hard lump up his ass and knew that she had found his prostate gland. She rubbed it deftly with her forefinger and sucked furiously on his throbbing cock.
In a matter of seconds she felt the gland harden and swell, and the juices flow into her mouth. Again and again he shot and Emily didn't miss a drop. She washed the wet cock off and they proceeded to dry one another. They dressed and joined the rest of the group. Emily was happy to see that Louise was the life of the party. All the men were standing around her, brandies in their hands. Henri spotted the two lovers.
"Well, well, back so soon? I thought you were going to remain in my cellar for at least a week." Everybody laughed and one of the servants handed Emily and Georges a brandy each.
"I hope these are a little less potent than the least ones you gave us." Emily was referring to the ones that had been doped.
"Yes, my dear, these are quite safe. I hope you'll forgive my little game." In answer, Emily walked up to Henri and kissed him on the cheek. The men started asking the girls questions about their background which the girls were not prepared to answer. Emily spoke up.
"Henri, may I speak with my sister for a moment in private?"
"Of course, my dear; go into my study." The girls left.
"Louise, these are real gentlemen who are all bachelors, and all are looking for a good time. We could tell them the truth and they would probably set us up and put us under their protection. They're all obviously quite wealthy. It would solve our problem of having to spend the rest of our lives in a lie."
"Emily, I was thinking the same thing. I like them all and I would like to be myself for a change. I'm so tired of pretending."
"Well, it's settled. Let's go back, and I'll tell them." As the two girls re-entered the room the men stood.
"Sit down, gentlemen. We have something to tell you." The men regained their seats, and Emily gave them the whole story of their background. She told of all the wealthy men they had swindled. She also told of her intent to do the same to Henri until he had showed them such a good time. None of the men looked the least bit surprised as Emily finished her tale.
"My dear, don't you think that we knew all of that? I am a genius for picking out types. My original plan was to drive you back to your rooms tonight after we had finished, but I have changed my mind. Your honesty should be rewarded. I have many bachelor friends who would pay well for your favors. How would you like me to set you up in your own rooms in the city? You would owe me nothing but your favors for myself and my friends here. What do you say?" This was even better than Louise and Emily had hoped for. Both girls agreed.
They spent the rest of the night drinking and laughing about the girls' experiences. It was early morning when the party broke up. Henri had his carriage return the girls to their hotel. He told them that he would get in touch with them later in the day. Once back in their rooms, the girls collapsed on their bed. They were awakened much later by a knock at their door. Emily put on her robe and went to answer it. It was Henri's butler. He had a message from his master.
"Please come in." The butler entered the room. Emily read the note. It informed them that Henri would be dropping by around six. Emily was elated, it hadn't all been a dream. She showed the note to Louise who was also overjoyed. Emily felt that the butler deserved a reward for bringing such good tidings. She took her robe off and stood in front of him quite naked.
"What are you waiting for? Take your clothes off." The butler was nude in no time. Emily fondled his great dick. She took it into her mouth and played with his giant, heavy balls. Louise came up behind him and sucked his ass hole. She ran her tongue up and down the slit. When it was wet, she worked her fingers in.
Emily stood up and led the butler to the bed. She lay on her back and guided his prick up her cunt. Louise again crawled behind his ass and continued sucking. When he began pounding his cock into Emily's cunt, Louise found it difficult to suck any longer. She got off the bed and went to her dresser. She removed a very large dildo.
She climbed up on the bed and applied some grease to the massive instrument. Then she held it behind his ass hole and let him do the work. As his dong moved in and out of Emily's cunt, the dildo worked itself further and further up his ass hole. Louise held on to the dildo tightly with one hand as she finger fucked herself with the other. The whole twelve inches of the dildo were up the butler's ass and he appeared to be loving it. Emily had her arms and legs wrapped around his back.
Louise took her fingers from her cunt and began slapping the big man on the ass. The harder she slapped the more he moaned. She felt his ass muscles tighten on the dildo and saw his body shaking. She knew he was coming. Emily let out a long sigh and came with him. Louise, returned her fingers to her own cunt in time to join them The butler dressed and prepared to leave. Emily tried to give him a handful of francs, but he refused vehemently. His master had told him to accept no monetary reward. When he was gone, the girls bathed and dressed to await Henri. They ordered a late, light lunch. They had about two hours wait.
After lunch, Louise poured them each a sherry. They sat and talked for awhile. At six promptly, there was a rap at the door. It was Henri.
"Hello, my darlings. I've found you a very elegant suite of rooms in the best section of town."
"Henri, how could you do it so fast?"
"I own a lot of property in Paris. Your new home happens to be in one of my better buildings. Can you be packed in an hour?"
"Yes," answered both girls at once.
"Good, I shall return in an hour with my servants, and we shall move you right in." Henri kissed both girls and left. The girls packed all their belongings. True to his word, Henri showed up in exactly one hour with his servants and Georges. They all helped, and the girls were on their way in no time.
"This is beautiful." Emily could not believe the new apartment. It was decorated richly, and the rooms were large.
"That's not all." Henri clapped his hand, and a middle-aged woman appeared from the kitchen in a maid's uniform.
"This is Gabrielle. She has her own room and will live here with you. She is an excellent cook and housekeeper. She knows the whole story, and is being paid handsomely. She is a good woman of few words. She is George's contribution." Emily ran to Georges and kissed him on the mouth. Louise did the same.
"What about me? Am I an orphan?" The girls ran to Henri and kissed him also. Henri broke away.
"Georges, don't you think it's about time we broke in the ladies' new apartment?"
"Why, yes, now is as good a time as any." The girls noticed the swellings in their male friend's crotches. Emily made her move.
"Gabrielle, would you bring us four brandies, please." Gabrielle left the room.
"Georges and I can only stay for a couple of hours. You're having company at nine."
"Who, Henri?"
"Two gentlemen friends of mine. Show them a good time; they will reward you handsomely." Gabrielle brought the drinks and retired. The four lovers drank as they undressed. They all jumped on the bed and began their orgy. Emily and Louise knew that they would never have to run or pretend again. They smiled contentedly as they each felt a hard, thundering cock come bashing down on their professionally tight cunts.
The bed creaked, and the bodies moaned in ecstasy as the fucking continued for a few minutes. Georges was the first to shoot. Triggered by his frantic jerking and his hot flow of juices, Emily followed right behind. Henri pumped furiously into Louise's hot box. They came together seconds after the first two lovers. They got off the bed and dressed.
Emily summoned Gabrielle and ordered four more drinks and some sandwiches. They were all a little hungry after their sex bout.
The men finished their drinks and sandwiches and prepared to leave the girls. Henri wanted to make sure that they would have enough time to prepare themselves for the night's guests.
"Is everything all right now, ladies?" Both girls nodded.
"How about the opera tomorrow night with Georges and myself?"
"That would be very nice. Just the four of us."
"Then we can have some fun after the opera is over." Emily smiled.
"Yes, we'll have some fun, but if you don't mind, we'll bring our own brandy." They all laughed.
CHAPTER THREE
Kim closed the book and looked at her father. He was breathing heavily and the bulge in his pants was obviously much bigger.
"Did you like that, pop?" Her father was obviously embarrassed by the question. He flushed.
"It was okay." He leaned back on the pillow and tried, in vain, to conceal his enormous hard-on. Kim smiled and opened the book to the next story.
"Do you want me to keep reading?" "Yes, I want to understand fully what it is that you find so exciting about these books." "Didn't you find that last story exciting?" "Yes, but I'm a man."
"Dad, women have feelings too." Kim turned back to the book and began reading.
Grace walked out of the cafeteria and ran into Mr. Larkin, the school principal.
"Well Grace, did you tell your parents yet?"
"No sir. I'm afraid to. They wouldn't understand. I wish that you would punish me and then we could drop the whole thing. I promise it will never happen again."
"You realize that I could have suspended you and Jimmy. The only reason I didn't is because I want no scandal connected with the school. When I caught you two in the locker room, stark naked, I thought we all agreed that you would both tell your parents and let them take the proper action."
"You don't know my parents, Mr. Larkin."
"Come to my office. I don't want to discuss it here in the hall." Grace followed the principal to his office. He closed the door and told her to take a seat.
"Grace, you and Jimmy are sixteen years old. Don't you think that that's a little young for the activities you were persuing?"
"I don't understand why it's so wrong if two people enjoy it."
"Have you ever had relations with anyone before?" "Yes sir." "Who?"
"Quite a few people. I can't help myself; I get so excited around men." The phone rang and Larkin picked it up.
"No dear, I'm not coming straight home. I thought I'd stop at the club and play nine holes." Grace was finding it very difficult to pretend she wasn't listening.
"What's the big problem? We have no plans tonight. We'll just eat a half hour later." His voice sounded very annoyed.
"I have to unwind after a day's work and golf is very relaxing. Why is it so important that I'm home immediately after work?" His fist was clenched on the desk.
"Listen, I'm very busy right now; I'll see you around six, okay?" He took the phone from his ear and looked into the receiver. His wife had evidently hung up on him. He placed the phone back in the cradle. Grace suppressed a smile. She had met the principal's wife and she was a real refrigerator. She wondered what it would be like to get Larkin in the rack. She crossed her legs and pulled her skirt up a little higher than necessary.
"I'm sorry Grace, that was my wife." His mood was a lot humbler than when she had first come into the office. She knew what to do now. She formed her plan and his eyes on her thighs did nothing to discourage it.
"Well as I was saying Mr. Larkin. I get very excited when I'm around men; especially mature men. I get this feeling in my body and I have no way to control it." Larkin was noticeably excited.
"Do you mean any man, Grace?"
"Not really, I have to like them first."
"Do you like me?"
"Yes, I've thought of you often." Larkin got up and walked around his desk to the young girl.
"Are you trying to tell me that you would like to have sex with me?"
"I'm not trying to tell you anything. I'm just answering your questions." Larkin was behind her chair. He walked in front of her and scrutinized her. She couldn't help but see the tell-tale lump in his pants.
"Grace, I think we're going to have to get you some help. It's not normal for a girl your age to be so loose." Grace was staring boldly at his huge crotch. He noticed this and turned a crimson red.
"You're a bad girl Grace." His voice was a lot less steady. Grace knew that she was safe now. She reached out and fondled his meat.
"Grace, stop that." He made no move to retreat. He admonished the young girl while she played with his cock. She took one of his hands and placed it on her breast. His breathing was irregular and his face was still flushed. She opened his fly and took his huge cock out. It was throbbing and rigidly hard.
She leaned forward and took the head into her mouth. He moaned audibly and relaxed as she serviced him.
"Oh, this is wrong but it feels so good." He grabbed both of her young firm breasts and played with them. She had his balls in her hands, massaging them. She released his cock and stood up. She walked over to the couch and took off her blouse. He came over to her and held her. He kissed her roughly on the mouth. His tongue explored her mouth and she responded. She could feel her pussy getting wet.
She undid his pants and they fell to the floor. She stepped out of her skirt and panties and stood before him, nude. She then undid his tie and removed his shirt. Falling back on the couch, she pulled him on top of her. He mashed his face into her crotch and began sucking her sixteen year old pussy. She threw her legs up and enjoyed the hot tongue up her cunt. He climbed on top of her and entered her warm, hungry hole. Her legs were wrapped around his back and she arched her hips to take all of his mammoth cock. His eyes were closed and his breathing labored as he pumped furiously into the moist pussy.
Grace came and her fingernails scratched viciously at his back. Her second orgasm was building when she felt the hot spurts of thick come spurting into her love hole. She came again and they lay for a few moments in one another's arms. His cock remained in her cunt.
She felt it soften somewhat and then begin to harden again. He began a slow rhythm and in no time he was hard again. She bit his lip and tasted the warm blood. Their bodies were melted together and his chest crushed her huge mounds. Her nipples were taut and her cunt was thirty for more of the hot come.
The office door opened and Jimmy walked in. When he saw what was going on, he locked the door behind him. Grace and Larkin looked up, startled.
"Jimmy, how dare you walk in here without knocking."
"I did knock but I guess you were too busy to hear it. Jimmy's cock was hard as he watched the two nude bodies on the couch.
"I just came in to tell you that I can't tell my parents about the locker room scene. I see now that I don't have to worry about that." Larkin had climbed off the girl and was standing beside the couch. Jimmy knew that he could call the shots. He took his clothes off.
"I'd like a little of that myself." He crawled on top of Grace and entered her easily. Larkin stood above them playing with his still hard cock. He fondled Grace's tits and worked his hand down between the two fucking bodies. When he felt their pubic hair he increased his jerking off movements. He felt Jim's big cock going in and out of the beautiful pussy. He placed his fingers on the cock and entered the cunt with it every time Jim thrust downward.
He felt the cock throbbing and knew that Jimmy was coming. He could also tell by Grace's moans that her moment was happening too. He shot his own load all over the rug.
"Well Mr. Larkin, do you still want us to tell our parents?"
"No, you win." Grace pulled Larkin's head to her and kissed him on the cheek.
"That was great. When can we do it again?" Grace was anxious for an encore.
"It's a little dangerous here in my office. We'll have to work something out. My wife plays bridge on Wednesday nights. Can you two come over then?" Both kids agreed that they could make it on Wednesday. They all dressed and Jim and Grace left the office.
"You know Grace, I'm still horny."
"So am I but where can we go?"
"Let's go back to the locker room We finished swimming practice an hour ago. Everyone should be gone by now." They headed downstairs for the locker room. They stripped hurriedly and Jim climbed on top of Grace. Without preliminaries, he entered her roughly. She gasped and then pulled him to her. She wanted to feel every inch of his large, young cock in her. Jim fucked like a maniac; he knew he was close.
"What's going on in here?" Both kids turned to see Mr. Carter, the swimming instructor. He was still in his bathing suit. He had evidently stayed around to get some extra swimming in. He had a weight lifter's body. He was well covered with thick black hair. Jim got up and reached for his clothes.
Jim, I Want to see you tomorrow morning before your classes. Now get out of here." Jimmy left the locker room, zipping up his pants. Grace was still on the bench, naked.
"Are you proud of yourself, young lady?"
"Sorry coach, we just got carried away." She saw that his bathing suit betrayed an abnormally large swelling. She was on home ground.
"His cock felt so good in me and I was just near coming when you came in. I guess I'll just have to be frustrated for the rest of the day, unless?"
"Unless what?" In answer, Grace grabbed Carter's cock. It was like a rock. She reached her hand into his bathing suit and fondled his healthy cock. He stood there, paralyzed. She pulled his trunks down around his ankles and began sucking him off. She held on to his both ass cheeks with her hands. She squeezed them cruelly and he groaned.
She slapped his ass roughly while she sucked hungrily at the stiff prick. He responded by breathing heavier and mumbling inaudibly to himself. She bent one of her fingers and worked it into his asshole. His body bent forward slightly to take the finger. In a matter of minutes she had four fingers up his ass and he was going crazy. She felt his prostate hardening and then she tasted his heavy load in her mouth. She sucked all of his juices.
"How was that, Coach?" He looked at her guiltily and walked out of the room. Grace laughed and began dressing. She left the locker room and headed up the stairs. Miss Randall, her English teacher was on her way down.
"Good afternoon, Miss Randall."
"Good afternoon, Grace. Are you all right?"
"Why yes, I'm fine thank you."
"You look so flushed. Come into my office and rest a moment." Grace followed her teacher to her office. Miss Randall made her sit and got her a drink of water. Miss Randall was about twenty-six and very attractive. She got a damp washcloth and began wiping Grace's brow.
"Loosen your blouse Grace and I'll cool you off." Grace opened her blouse and her teacher wiped her neck and the top of her breasts. When the cool cloth touched Grace's tits she let out a sigh.
"Does that feel good Grace?"
"Yes it feels wonderful." Miss Randall unbuttoned the girl's blouse and helped her out of it. She rubbed both of the big tits with the cloth. Grace's nipples were hard. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the rubdown. She had suspected Miss Randall of being a dike and now she was positive.
"Why don't you remove all your clothes and I'll give you a complete rubdown. You'll feel much better after it." Grace removed all of her clothes and lay down on the couch on her back. Miss Randall dampened the cloth and began with Grace's legs. She worked up to the pubic area and lingered around the golden crest of hair.
She worked the cloth between Grace's hot slit and managed to insert one of her fingers. When she saw that Grace was aware of what was going on and enjoying it. She dropped all pretense of the massage and inserted a few of her fingers. With her other hand she fondled the young girl's breasts. She kissed Grace on the lips and Grace responded by opening her mouth and letting the older woman explore with her tongue. Miss Randall stood up and removed her clothes. She lay on top of Grace. She crawled between the girl's legs and licked around her pubic hairs. Grace was really excited now and lifted her legs.
Miss Randall picked up an empty soda bottle and inserted it up Grace's hot cunt. She played the bottle in and out. Grace was writhing all over the couch . . . Miss Randall finger fucked her own cunt while she watched Grace's cunt swallow the bottle hungrily. When Grace was near coming she removed the bottle and put her mouth on the steaming pussy. She felt her own juices flowing down her fingers. She licked Grace's come and then licked her own fingers.
"Feel better?" Miss Randall was beginning to dress.
"Yes thank you, much better." Grace stood up and put her clothes on.
"We'll have to do this again sometime real soon Grace.
"Yes, I'd like that." Grace walked out the door. She headed for home and a nice shower. Her parents didn't come home from work until after five so she had a few hours to herself. After her shower she put on her bikini. She decided she'd lie in the backyard and get some sun. She stretched a blanket on the grass and lay down on her back.
She was wearing her sunglasses so Mr. Bridges, her best friend's father and her next door neighbor was not aware that she was watching him staring at her from the upstairs window. His hand was on his crotch. Grace untied her bikini top and let it slip off her boobs. Her brown nipples were exposed. She could see that Mr. Bridges was opening his fly. She put her hand under her bikini bottoms and played with her cunt. After a while she got up and went to the back door of Bridge's house and rang the bell. In a few moments he answered the door. His hand was in his pocket trying to hide his hard-on.
"Hi Mr. Bridges, is Pam in?"
"No Grace, Pam went shopping with her mother."
"Oh, I wanted to borrow some of her sun tan lotion, I seem to be out."
"Well come in and I'll see if I can find it." Grace entered the house and waited in the living room. Bridges returned in a few minutes with a tube of lotion.
"Here you are."
"Thank you Mr. Bridges. I wonder if you'd be good enough to put some on me."
"Certainly." He opened the tube and began applying the ointment on Grace's back. She undid her top and let it fall down around her stomach. Bridges massaged her back and neck with the lotion and worked his hands down in front of her. When he came dangerously close to her breasts she turned around to face him.
"You may as well get the front too." She was really enjoying herself. She saw the huge bulge in his pants. He was perspiring. He worked around her tits.
,'Oh you can put some on there too. I usually take my bra down for a few minutes when I'm in the sun." He worked on the big mounds. The nipples were hard. He worked down her stomach. She stretched her pants and let his hand wander into the forbidden area.
"That feels so nice Mr. Bridges; you certainly have nice hands. His fingers were around her pubic hairs now. He, suddenly, lost control of himself and dropped the tube. He grabbed her cunt and put a few of his moistened fingers up it. Grace pulled back.
"Mr. Bridges, you should be ashamed of yourself. I'm going to have to tell your wife now."
"No, please don't. I'll do anything you want but please don't tell my wife." "Anything?"
"Yes, anything." Grace took her bathing suit off.
"Okay take your clothes off." Bridges took his clothes off. Grace was pleased with the mature hairy body. He had good size meat too. This should be fun. Grace lay back on the couch.
"Eat my cunt." Bridges knelt down between her legs and began eating her pussy. His tongue darted in and out. He licked the hungry lips. Grace pulled his head further into her crotch. She was coming. Bridges made gurgling sounds of excitement as he lapped up the juices. She had come but she wasn't through with him yet.
"Lie on the floor on your stomach." Bridges did as he was told. Grace took his belt off his discarded pants and stood over him.
"Hope you enjoy this." While she was talking she came down heavily with the thick belt on his white ass. He let out a yell.
"Grace, have a heart."
"Shut up unless you want me to tell your wife." She continued the beating until his ass and legs were a mass of ugly welts. When she was satisfied that he had suffered enough, she stopped.
"Oh Grace, don't stop." She realized that he was digging the beating. She picked up the belt and continued the beating with renewed vigor. His ass was rising to meet the cruel lashes. He was fucking the rug. Beads of blood appeared on his red ass. His hips beat furiously on the carpet. He let out a loud moan and Grace knew that he had come. In a few moments he stood up and began dressing. Grace was already back in her bikini.
"Grace that felt so good." She saw his pool of come on the floor.
"Yeah, I guess it was. Well, thanks for the liton. I'll return it tomorrow afternoon at the same time. She walked out the back door and back to her own yard. She lay in the sun for a while wondering about the past hour. She had really grooved on beating the man. She wondered if she were a sadist. It certainly was exciting. Her pussy was wet while she remembered the episode.
She decided that she'd seduce Mr. Carter, the swimming coach, the next day. He could use a little punishment.
During lunch hour at school the next day she looked for the coach. When she found him she handed him a note and walked away. The note read: Unless you want the principal to know what you did to me yesterday, you'd better meet me in the locker room at four o'clock this afternoon. Don't be late.
P. S. be in your bathing suit.
At exactly four o'clock, Grace went down to the locker room. The coach was there in his bathing suit. He looked very worried.
"Grace, what was the idea of that note. I did nothing to you yesterday; you attacked me.
"Do you think the principal and my parents would believe that?"
"What do you plan on doing?"
"Just have a little fun with you." The coach relaxed a little. Grace removed all her clothes and told him to take his bathing suit off.
"Lie on the bench on your stomach." He obeyed. Grace went to her pocketbook and removed a belt. She had borrowed it from her father's closet. It was the thickest one he had. She then removed a huge dildo and a jar of ointment.
"I have to punish you now. She came down with the belt on his ass. He jumped and grimaced but after the initial shock he relaxed and enjoyed the beating. Grace put the dildo up her cunt. With one hand she fucked herself with it and with the other she continued the beating. She worked on his back, ass and legs.
He was moaning loudly and gyrating his hips. With a few jerks of her dildo fucking hand, Grace came. She told the coach to kneel up dog fashion. When he was in the right position, she greased his ass hole. His cock was rigid and throbbing. She inserted the large dildo up his ass.
"Oh shit, that feels good. Put it all the way in." She rammed the dildo all the way up his ass. He was going crazy with pleasure.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" Jimmy was standing in the doorway. Grace told him to take his clothes off. When he was standing beside her nude she pulled the dildo out of the humiliated coach's ass. She positioned Jimmy behind the coach's ass and guided his cock in. The coach leaned back to take the cock. Jimmy grabbed his coach's hips and began pounding his cock in and out.
Grace stood in front of the coach and pushed her steamy cunt in his face. He licked at it passionately. He sucked all the juices out. The musky smell of the hot cunt drove him to new heights of pleasure.
While he was getting fucked and sucking Grace's cunt, he was jerking himself off.
"I thought I heard noises down here." The three orgiests turned to see their principal staring at them from the doorway. Jim and Grace kept up what they were doing. They knew better than to fear the principal. The coach froze. Grace turned to the principal.
"Take your clothes off baby." The principal stripped and joined the group. The coach was amazed. He picked up the tube of ointment and oiled his cock. Then he applied some to Grace's ass hole. She was still facing the coach and he had resumed eating her. The principal entered Grace's asshole with his tremendous cock.
The feeling of the big cock in her ass and the hungry tongue up her cunt was driving her crazy. The principal was pumping in and out of her asshole. He was the last one to join but the first one to come. Jimmy came second. He gripped the coach's hips cruelly and shot his heavy load up the thirsty ass. When the coach felt this he shot his load all over the bench. By this time Grace was coming. The cock was still in her ass. Her juices poured into the coach's waiting mouth. She was still horny.
"Why don't we all take a shower together?" Everybody agreed. They were all pretty sweaty. They started for the shower.
"So this is where you were. I've been waiting in my office for you all afternoon." It was her English teacher, Miss Randall.
"Hi Miss Randall, take your clothes off and join the fun." Miss Randall seemed hesitant until Grace walked over to her and kissed her full on the lips. She stripped and joined the group in the shower. Grace whispered something to Jimmy and he approached Miss Randall and knelt in front of her and began eating her pussy. She held on to his strong shoulders and threw her head back. The principal fondled her breasts. Grace knelt in front of the coach and took his semi-hard cock in her mouth. Jimmy had worked Miss Randall down on the shower floor. He lifted her, legs and spread them. He entered her moist pussy.
"Jimmy, go slow. I've never had it from a man before." Jimmy worked in and out slowly. He kept up the same patient rhythm until he was sure that he had broken whatever it was that was supposed to break. Miss Randall arched her hips to swallow his cock. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his back.
"This is great; I've wasted so much time. Oh fuck me Jimmy." The principal left the fucking two and walked up behind the coach who was standing and getting his cock sucked by Grace. His ass was still lubricated. The principal worked a few fingers up the coach's ass. When he was sure that the ass was loose enough he inserted his own cock.
The coach bent forward slightly to make the entry easier on the principal. Miss Randall had already had one orgasm and was working on her second. The coach was in a daze. His whole body felt like a sex machine. The principal was fucking his ass furiously. You could hear the sounds of their bodies slapping.
Grace had the dildo up her cunt. She jerked it in and out. With a few spastic movements, Jimmy came in Miss Randall. She joined him with her second orgasm and their bodies shook. When they were both spent, they lay down in one another's arms. Grace felt the coach's hot come spurting into her mouth. She swallowed it as it shot into her mouth. She started coming at the same time. The principal gave a loud moan and spewed his load into the coach's insatiable ass.
The principal withdrew his cock and Grace crawled behind the coach. She spread his cheeks and sucked out the two loads of come that were up his ass. The principal lay down with Jim and Miss Randall. He licked her pussy. When Grace was satisfied that she had sucked out all of the male come from the coach's ass, she stood up.
She took the coach in her arms and kissed him hungrily. He responded and his cock began to rise again. Grace lay down on the floor and pulled him with her. She guided his, now hard, cock up her horny pussy. The principal was still sucking Miss Randall's twat. Jimmy was sucking her breasts. He lifted his mouth from the taut nipples and straddled Miss Randall's chest. He put his cock to her lips. Her mouth opened and she took his whole cock into it.
He fucked up and down and she just lay there with her mouth open, sucking. Grace came again and pulled the coach closer to her and kissed him. She bit his ear and then his lip. The pain of the sharp teeth set him off and he gushed his juices into her starving cunt. When they were both finished, he took his cock out of her cunt and lay on top of her.
The principal was still eating Miss Randall's pussy. He jerked himself off as he sucked. Jimmy was very near coming in her mouth. His body shook and his breath became erratic as he let go his heavy load into the open mouth. Miss Randall, who had never tasted male come before, started her orgasm. The principal was turned on by her hot juices and he shot all over her legs. Everyone lay still for a few minutes and then Grace turned the showers on. They all soaped one another and fooled around but everyone was too exhausted to even think of coming again.
When they had all dried and dressed they went on their separate ways. The principal had invited the coach and Miss Randall to join Grace, Jimmy and himself at his home they Wednesday night. For the meantime placed on meeting in the locker from the next day. Jimmy dropped Grace off at her house.
"Can I come in for a few minutes?"
"Are you crazy? What would you do? You're all fucked out. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Jimmy laughed good naturedly.
"Okay baby, I'll see you tomorrow." He gave her a light peck on the cheek. She was glad her parents weren't due home for over an hour yet. She could go see Mr. Bridges as she had promised. She walked in the front door and tripped over her father's attach� case. Her pocketbook went flying out of her hand and the dildo rolled across the floor.
Her father came out of the shower with a towel around his waste.
"What's all the racked?" He saw Grace on the floor and helped her up. He picked up her pocket book. Then he saw the dildo. His face went red.
"What is this, young lady?" Despite her fear, Grace was annoyed at the stupid question.
"It's an ice skate.
"Don't give me smart answers."
"Well then don't give me dumb questions. What do you think it is." She prepared for the worst.
"You realize I'll have to show your mother this?"
"Yes I know. You're both dutiful parents and you have to share all my shames and scandals. It's too bad that you don't know how to give love. You're so almighty good and moral. My parents the ice cubes.
"What was that supposed to mean?"
"It means that I have to look else where for the love and understanding that I don't get at home."
"You know that isn't true. Your mother and I both love you very dearly." Grace sat on the couch and put her head in her hands and pretended to be crying. Her father sat next to her and put his arm around her. His towel had become undone and was just resting around him.
"Come on honey, don't worry, don't cry. I won't tell your mother." This was easier than Grace had anticipated. She thought fast.
"Dad, I'm a woman and I need the love that every woman needs." She wondered what it would be like to have her own father fuck her. He was a good looking man with a nice body. She opened her blouse.
"Look, I'm not a child, I'm a grown woman." Her father was shocked. She took one of his hands and placed it on her breast.
"See, it's real. I'm mature and I want to be treated as such." Her father's hand was still on her breast. She opened her skirt and dropped it along with her panties. Her cunt was in full view.
"I even have all my pubic hairs and you still treat me like a child." She took his other hand and placed it on her cunt. His face was really red now but he didn't remove his hands. He had seen his daughter grow into an attractive young lady and had often undressed her in his mind. Grace pulled the towel off him and saw his massive erection. She sat back down on the couch and fondled it.
She leaned her head down and took it into her mouth.
"Grace, stop, this is all wrong." He protested but made no move to stop her. His mind went blank and he leaned back and enjoyed the pleasure of the young mouth around his big prick. While Grace was sucking her father's cock, she took the rest of her own clothes off. She lifted his legs onto the couch until he was laying on his back. She then lay on top of him. She took his head in her hands and kissed him. He responded immediately by parting his lips and accepting her exploring tongue. She climbed up on her father until her cunt was in his face. He licked hungrily at the warm pussy. Grace reached behind her back and fondled her father's rigid cock. He lapped avidly at the hot cunt. His tongue searched every crevice.
Grace pulled away and straddled his cock. She sat on it slowly until she was completely impaled. She rode up and down on the huge cock. Her father was panting like a mad man. She climbed off of him and lay on the floor on her back. In less than a second he was on top of her. He raised her legs and entered her quickly. He pumped in and out. His body was dripping sweat all over her.
"Oh honey, I'm gonna come." He groaned loudly and shot his load into his daughter's cunt. Grace was coming too and she scratched his back cruelly, drawing blood. In his heightened state of ecstasy, he didn't feel the pain of the sharp nails digging into his back. When they were both spent, he lay on top of her. She put her arms around his neck.
"I love you dad."
"I love you too Grace. I've wanted to do this for so long but I'm such a hypocrite I was afraid to." Grace pulled his head to her and kissed him softly on the lips. She darted her tongue into his ear and licked his whole face. She rubbed his hairy chest. He put his mouth to her breast and sucked lovingly on the firm mound.
"When can we do this again, dad?"
"As far as I'm concerned, we can do it whenever we get the chance." Grace was playing with his cock again. It didn't take too long for it to get hard again. Grace turned around into a sixty-nine position. She took the rigid rod into her mouth. Her father sucked his own come out of his daughter's pussy while she licked her own juices off his cock. The sex odors turned them both on. She put her hand on his ass and squeezed the cheek lovingly. She fingered his asshole and he let out a soft moan. That was her cue. She wet her fingers and worked them one at a time up his ass. He reacted favorably. She got up and got her dildo and her ointment. She massaged his asshole and the dildo with the grease and then returned to the sixty-nine position. While she sucked his cock, she stuck the head of the dildo against his asshole. It didn't take much pressure to achieve entry. She played the dildo in and out. The harder she rammed it the more wildly he sucked her pussy.
She felt his body shake in spasms and then she felt his hot sticky come filling her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his head and released her flow of love liquids. She removed the dildo from the loose ass and took her mouth from his dry cock.
"Guess you need another shower pop."
"Yeah, I guess I do." He kissed her pussy affectionately and stood up.
"Wanna shower with me, Grace?"
"Okay, that'll be something different; showering with a man." They headed for the shower, arm in arm and Grace thought.
"I wonder if I should invite him to the principal's house Wednesday Night? Why not?"
CHAPTER FOUR
That one was better than the last one, wasn't it pop?" Kim was referring to the incest scene. She enjoyed teasing her father.
"Yes, it was a little more interesting." His face was flushed and his bulge was noticeably huger. Kim was staring at it boldly.
"Yes, I can see you did enjoy it." Her father was amazed at her boldness but it put him at ease. He made no more effort to hide it. He just lay back one the bed.
"Read another one, Kim."
"Are you sure you can take it? I wouldn't, want to see you rip your good pants." Pop blushed again.
"Why don't you take them off, dad? I'm going to take my dress off and get comfortable." Kim stood up and removed her dress and slip. She sat back down on the bed in her panties. She wore no bra. Her father removed his shirt and pants and lay with his shorts on. Kim opened the book and began reading the next story.
"George, are you going to work today?"
"Will you give me a fucking break, I got a hangover. They're not gonna drop dead if I don't show up one day." "Well I gotta go to the office. They would drop dead if I didn't show up."
"I'll see you tonight." George rolled over to go back to sleep.
"The new cleaning lady is coming in some time this morning so be sure to be out of here. She has her own key."
Phyllis left the apartment and headed for work. She wasn't too annoyed at her husband George. He worked hard and didn't take too many days off. She had a touch of a hangover herself. They had stayed up late the night before with some neighbors, drinking. After Phyllis left, George went back to sleep. He was awakened a few hours later by the sound of someone moving about in the apartment.
He started to get up to investigate but then he remembered what his wife had said about the maid coming in today. He fell back into a light sleep. He was awakened moments later by the sound of the vacuum cleaner. Without opening his eyes he knew that the maid was cleaning the bedroom. He turned onto his back and opened his eyes. He found the maid staring at him. She was very young, about eighteen. Blond hair and a body that belonged in the movies. He started to say hello when he realized that the sheet was no longer covering him and he had a roaring hard-on. He grabbed for the sheet.
"That's okay, I've seen hard cocks before." He was amazed at the young girl's brazenness.
"You got a nice cock, don't hide it." The girl turned the vacuum cleaner off and moved toward the bed. George still felt groggy. He noticed that her ripe tits were just about bursting out of her white uniform. She sat on the edge of the bed.
"You look hung over. Have a busy night?"
"Ah . . . yes, I did as a matter of fact."
"How about a rub down? That will help relax you and get the kinks out of your body. Don't worry, it's included." George rolled onto his stomach and closed his eyes. The girl began massaging his back, deftly. She worked down to his buttocks and squeezed his cheeks roughly. He felt a tingle as she moved down further to his hairy thighs and rubbed them softly. She worked over his calves and feet and then ordered him to turn over.
She removed her uniform and underclothes while George turned onto his stomach. She straddled him sitting on his thighs and began massaging his breasts. His nipples hardened and she moved down to his stomach. Closer and closer she moved towards his pubic area. She ignored the hard cock and worked around it. She moved herself further down his body and worked on his legs.
He gazed up at her beautiful mounds and hardened nipples and her crest of golden pubic hair. He felt her cunt brushing along his leg as she moved further down. When she finished with his feet she hopped off of the bed and began dressing.
"You gotta be kidding." George was almost ready to shoot.
"Nope, I said that was included, I meant the massage. If you want more you have to pay."
"How much?"
"Twenty-five."
"Get back in bed, you'll get your twenty-five. What's your name?"
"Janet." Janet got back in bed and George grabbed her and kissed her roughly. His cock was pounding against her pussy. He laid her on her back and crawled between her white thighs. He sucked her tits, biting at the nipples gently. He licked his way down her stomach until he came to the blond down. He spread her legs and licked her pubic hair. Her hips were gyrating in passion.
He stuck his tongue into her cunt and licked her clitoris. Her body was going crazy. He darted his tongue in and out of the hungry hole. He stopped suddenly and climbed on top of her and thrust his massive dick into her moist pussy. She wrapped her legs around his back and rose to meet his thrusts. His cock came all the way out and then cruelly rammed back in . She was moaning loudly. He felt her body tense and knew she was about to come. That really set him off and he shot his juices into her eager hole at the same time she clawed his back, drawing blood, and joined him in his orgasm. The juices flowed freely from her satisfied, wet pussy.
They lay bake, in one another's arms and rested.
"Want a cigarette Janet?"
"No thanks, I don't smoke, only pot."
"Sorry I can't oblige you." George lighted a cigarette and inhaled deeply. He turned and looked at the girl. She was beautiful. Her blond hair flowed down over the pillow. He found himself getting hard again. Janet noticed too and leaned down and took the cock in her mouth. George put out the cigarette and turned her around into a sixty-nine position. She took his now hard cock all the way into her mouth and sucked hungrily. George licked the moist cunt and enjoyed the musky aroma of the heated pussy. He licked all the juices.
She thrust her hips forward in a frenzied motion and he felt the flow of new juices. His own body tensed as he shot his thick load of hot come into her waiting mouth. Long after they had both come, they remained in the same position. George savoring the heavy scent of the damp cunt and Janet lusting for every last drop of his come.
Finally they disengaged themselves and George got up and put his robe on. Janet got up and began dressing.
"How about some coffee?"
"Sounds great. Do you know where everything is?"
"I'll find it." Janet went into the kitchen to prepare the coffee. In a few minutes George joined her at the kitchen table as she poured the steaming coffee. He handed her a wad of bills.
"Thanks, you take cream or sugar?" "No, I like it black, and thank you." "You're welcome."
"You're a pretty hot little number. Where did you learn your trade so well?"
"We used to fool around a lot in school. The only virgin in my high school class was the teacher. We used to have orgies in the woods. We didn't draw any lines; guys with guys, guys with girls and girls with girls. We dug the whole scene."
"You're not telling me that you're a dike?"
"No I'm not but I can dig the right chick."
When can I see you again?"
"That depends on when your wife will need me again."
"Can't I call you? I can't very well stay home from work every time you come. My wife isn't stupid."
"You can't call me, I have a lover."
"Does he know what you're doing?"
"Sure, he suggested it. He says it's okay just during business hours. After that, I'm his alone."
"Why don't you hang around here all day. I'll pay you well for it."
"I can't, I have another job at one."
"Well that gives us a few hours anyway."
"No good, I was hired as a maid remember? I've got to clean the whole apartment or your wife will never have me back." Janet finished her coffee and continued cleaning the apartment. She left the apartment around twelve-thirty and caught the cross-town bus. She was impressed with the high rise building that her next job was in.
She was further impressed when she found that the apartment was the top floor penthouse. She got off the elevator at the top floor and had no trouble finding the right door, there was only one. She pushed the buzzer. An attractive woman in her mid-thirties opened the door. Janet admired her elegant attire.
"Hello, I'm Janet, the maid you asked for."
"Well hello Janet. I'm Nora Barnes. You certainly don't look like a maid. I expected an old hag. This is perfect." She escorted Janet into the living room.
"Sit down dear. Would you like a drink?" Janet started to get the picture.
"Well it's a little early in the day but why not." Nora poured two bloody marys from a pitcher on the cocktail table.
"The apartment, as you can see, really doesn't need cleaning. I'm having some of my friends over in a while and I wanted someone to help me serve them." The whole time Nora was talking she was checking out Janet's legs and big tits. Janet decided to straighten her out.
"Can I be honest with you Miss Barnes?"
"Certainly Janet but please call me Nora."
"Are your friends lesbians too?" Nora was taken aback.
"I... I don't understand?" "Listen, we can save a little time and trouble if you level with me. We can make this a very fun afternoon." Nora understood.
"Janet you're precious. Yes we're all dykes."
"Good, I'm basically straight myself but I swing both ways."
"You're a beautiful girl."
"Thank you." They discussed what time the guests were due and what was to be served.
"Would you like me to serve nude?"
"The girls would be drooling all over the place but it does sound campy."
"Good, I'll wait in the kitchen and when they're all seated you ring for me and I'll appear with the drinks."
"Excellent."
"May I use your shower first?"
"Of course my dear." Nora led her to the shower. By the time Janet had showered and was waiting in the kitchen, the doorbell rang. It sounded like about three women to Janet. Nora rang the little bell on the cocktail table. Janet walked into the room with the tray of drinks. The women all gasped.
"Just leave them here Janet; I won't be needing you anymore ; today you can leave now." .
"Are you absolutely sure that there's not one more little thing you want me to do?" Janet used her most seductive voice.
"Nora don't you dare let this little darling go. If she goes we'll all go." Janet and Nora laughed.
Nora introduced Janet around and explained the whole joke. Janet sat and joined the group of ladies. Nora poured her a drink.
"I'm feeling a little inhibited sitting here nude. Why don't you all take your clothes off and we can relax?"
"I'm game for that." Nora began stripping and the other ladies soon followed. Janet was surprised to see that they all had good bodies. None of them was as attractive as Nora but they certainly knew how to keep their bodies in shape.
"I think we could all use a new drink. Isn't it about time to switch to martinis? Tomato juice is so filling." Everyone agreed and Nora made a pitcher of extra dry martinis. The ladies drink and chatted for a while and gradually lost their self-consciousness about being nude. After they each had about three martinis Nora made a suggestion.
"How would you girls like a little show?"
"That sounds marvelous." All the ladies agreed. Janet had already been clued in to what the show would be. She was getting one hundred for the afternoon so she was game for anything. Both she and Nora stood up. Janet stood in the middle of the room. Nora went into her bedroom and in a few moments returned wearing a man's hat and a pair of high leather boots. She went to the front door and opened it and closed it loudly. She was also wearing a two way dildo.
"I'm home from working darling." Nora sauntered into the room. Janet ran up to her and kissed her passionately.
"Did you have a hard day at the office dear?"
"Yes I did. This place is a fucking mess. What have you been doing all day? Sitting on your lazy ass?" Nora slapped Janet across the face and threw her to the rug.
"The only thing you're good for is fucking, you lazy slut." Nora spread the girls legs and lay on top of her. She sucked at the firm, huge tits and worked her way down to her pussy. She lapped hungrily at the moist cunt and then knelt up.
"I'm gonna fuck you bitch. You're a rotten housewife and I'm sorry I ever married you." With one vicious thrust, Nora rammed the large dildo up Janet's cunt. Janet gasped with pain but soon relaxed under the weight of the older woman and enjoyed the friction in her love hole.
Nora fucked violently, forgetting for the moment her audience. Janet's legs were wrapped around her back and her nails were digging cruelly into Nora's back. Nora was near orgasm and was unaware of the mauling her back was taking. The audience watched the large dildo ramming in and out of the wet pussy.
"I'm gonna come, cunt." Janet didn't even hear her, she was already having her orgasm. Both women came together and their bodies thrashed and writhed on the rug. When they were both through they stood up. The other women applauded. Their cunts were pretty wet too.
"That was excellent Nora but what about us? We're about to come all over your couch."
"Don't worry, the game isn't over yet. My wife will take care of you." Nora led Janet over to the woman who had spoken and pushed her down on her knees.
"Suck that pussy cunt." The lady opened her legs and fondled her own tight breasts. Janet leaned forward and began wetting the pubic hairs. She worked her tongue up the moist hole and nibbled on the clitoris. The woman was moaning and moving her hips up to meet the hot tongue. Nora approached the other two women and removed her dildo. She handed it to the bigger of the two women.
"Fuck my wife in the ass." The woman obeyed and, strapping on the dildo she knelt down behind Janet. She lubricated Janet's asshole with some oil that Nora had provided. She eased the dildo up the tight ass and began a slow rhythm. She quickened her pace as her breathing became more heavy. Janet arched her hips to take the big dildo all the way in.
Nora ordered the remaining lady to lie in front of Janet and eat her wet box. The woman obeyed and as soon as she was in position, Nora knelt down and sucked her pussy. The lady that Janet was lapping came in a few short spurts just as the woman that was fucking her in the ass let out with a loud moan, signaling her orgasm.
Janet felt her own juices mounting as she sucked the gushing juices and felt the big prick up her ass. She began her orgasm. The girl beneath her was triggered by this spasm of orgasms and sounds and came with them Nora sucked all the juices and finger fucked herself and joined the orgy of commers. They all rested for a while.
"Who needs another drink?" Nora was on her feet and heading for the bar. Everybody wanted fresh drinks. Nora's lady friends drank their drinks and began dressing. They bade warm farewells to both Janet and Nora. They all expressed the desire that they get together again, real soon. When all the guests had left, Janet began clearing up.
"Forget that darling, my maid will do it later. I want to talk to you." Janet returned to her seat on the couch.
"How would you like to work for me on a permanent basis?"
"That's absolutely out of the question Nora. As I explained earlier, I'm basically straight. I have a lover and can't afford to get involved with anyone else. I love him very much.
"That's a shame. I could do so much for you. In any case, when will I see you again?" Janet was getting dressed.
"Anytime you need me."
"How about Friday night? I'm having a cocktail party for some female friends of mine from out of town.
"What time?" Janet knew that it would be good for another hundred.
"Is seven all right? My guests are due at nine so we'll have time to rehearse a little show for them." Janet smiled.
"Swell." Nora walked her to the door and handed her a check for one hundred and fifty dollars.
"But that's too much."
"Never mind, I have plenty of money. If you do as well Friday night, you'll get two hundred." Janet kissed the older lady on the cheek and left the apartment. The elevator stopped on the way down and a tall gentleman got on. He looked vaguely familiar to Janet. His rugged good looks were turning her on. She was ready for some real meat up her cunt after that freak out scene with the dykes. Then it came to her, it was Lance Rover, the famous movie cowboy.
Lance noticed the attractive girl checking out his basket.
"How do you do miss?" Janet was flabbergasted.
"I'm fine thank you. I just recognized who you are and it's a pleasure to see you in person."
"Would you like to come back upstairs for a drink?"
"That sounds very tempting. I've had a very busy day and could use a drink. I can only stay for one though." They both got off at the first floor and entered an elevator across the hall that was on it's way back up. When they got to Lance's apartment he took her coat.
"What'll it be?"
"Whatever you're drinking." Janet was a little turned off by the apartment. Every wall was crammed with pictures of the movie idol.
"I drink milk and I'm sure you want something stronger than that."
"I'll have a martini on the rocks." Janet was sitting in the plush living room. Lance returned with the drinks. They chatted for a while and Janet got thoroughly bored. She wanted to get this big hunk in bed without having to listen to all the bullshit about how great he was. She decided on drastic measures. The most he could do was throw her out.
"I'm a little warm. Do you mind if I take my clothes off?" Before the stunned Lance had a chance to answer, Janet was already out of her dress and working on her bra. She then removed her panties and sat down next to him nude. He was still speechless. She put her hand on his cock and was surprised to find that it was large but completely limp.
"Don't I turn you on handsome?" Lance was flustered. Janet opened his shirt and then his pants. With little cooperation from him, she stripped him completely, all six feet four of him.
"Like your cock sucked?" Lance was hyper-embarrassed. Janet began sucking his huge prick. Despite himself, Lance felt his cock getting hard and he was excited. He grabbed Janet roughly and kissed her. He pulled her down on the rug and they wrestled around for a while. Janet was getting the impression that she was the first chick that he had ever balled. She put her head back down to his cock and sucked for a while. She lifted his legs and sucked his asshole. His body began reacting for the firs time. She darted her tongue deep into the recesses of his anal cavity. He was going crazy.
"Lie on your stomach honey." Lance turned right over. Janet resumed rimming him. When he was thoroughly wet she inserted two of her fingers. He started moaning. She worked another finger in and his hips arched and begged for more. She saw an eight inch candle on the table and grabbed it. She wet the end of it and put it up his ass.
He moved his hips up and down in rhythm to her thrusts. She wished she ahd the dildo now. He was clawing at the rug and groaning. Harder and harder she thrust and louder and louder he moaned. She leaned closer to his ass and put the other end of the candle up her cunt and fucked him like that. The candle wasn't long enough.
"Hey tiger, you got any bigger candles?" Lance got up and went into his bedroom and returned with a large dildo. The exact replica of the one Nora had. He handed the dildo to Janet without a word and lay back on his stomach. Janet strapped the two way dildo on.
"Lie on your back." Lance turned over onto his back and lifted his legs. Janet crawled between his muscular, hairy legs and inserted the dido up his wet hole. He wrapped his legs around her back and closed his eyes. He was in ecstasy. Janet pumped furiously. It was the first time she had ever been involved in a scene like this and she dug it. He was jerking his big cock off.
The harder she pumped the harder he jerked. His eyes were rolling.
"I'm gonna come big boy."
'Oh shit, don't stop." Janet pumped furiously and he took the whole dildo up his ass. Janet felt herself coming. In the midst of her throes she saw him coming loads of white juices all over his hairy chest.
"Wow that was great. You're some chick."
I "You're okay yourself." Janet got up and went into the bathroom to wash off. When she returned to the living room Lance was in a robe and sitting on the couch. Janet dressed silently, she could see that the movie screen idol was embarrassed.
"Well Lance, I have to take off now. It sure was fun." He walked her to the door and as she walked out he forced something into her hand.
"That's so you'll keep this whole thing between me and you."
"Don't worry about that." When she got on the elevator she checked the crumpled bills in her hand. Five hundred bucks. She almost fainted. What a day. She was thoroughly exhausted but it had ben worth it. She rushed home to tell her boyfriend the good news. He got so excited with all the tales that he dragged her into the bedroom and they had sex for about two hours. Janet slept very well that night.
The next day Janet slept until eleven and barely made it to her first job which was at twelve. A middle aged woman answered the door.
"You the maid?"
"Yes, I hope I'm not late." The woman looked Janet up and down.
"You don't look like a maid to me."
"I have credentials if you'd like to see them."
"Forget it, I'm in too much of a hurry. I gotta be down town by twelve-thirty. All the cleaning shit is in the kitchen. Oh yeah, my son Harry's home today. Some religious holiday or something. He won't be in your way. He's twelve and a good boy." The lady grabbed a ratty looking coat and left the apartment without even saying .goodbye. Janet sighed. You can't win them all. She went out to the kitchen to check the equipment The apartment was small so it shouldn't take too long. Her fees were paid directly to the agency so she wouldn't have to wait around all day for the creep to return home. When she walked into the kitchen she saw a young boy, in his underwear, drinking a glass of milk at the table.
"Hi, how are you?" The young boy looked at her dumbly.
"What's your name?" She really wasn't ready for this.
"Eugene." Eugene kept right on drinking his milk. He had it all over his face.
"I have to take a peepee."
"Well go ahead Eugene."
"Mommy usually goes with me so I don't get it all over the floor."
"Okay, come on, where's the bathroom " He led her to the John and took his dick out. Janet let out a gasp. It was one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen. She felt her pants getting wet.
"Mommy usually holds it for me." Janet wasted no time in grabbing on to the big cock.
r Eugene pissed into the bowel as Janet directed the heavy flow.
"I'm finished." Janet wasn't.
"Oh come on Eugene, you can do more than that. She began jerking his cock gently. Slowly it began to grow. When it was fully hard she stopped.
"Do you know that there's more peepee in you and there's only one way to get it out." She sat on the toilet and took the huge tool in her mouth.
"Don't bite !" Janet stopped sucking for a moment.
I'm not going to bite you Eugene but we must get the rest of the piss out." She continued sucking and found it very difficult to get the whole cock in her mouth. She felt his body tense and knew that he was enjoying it.
"Maybe we better do it in the bedroom and then you can help me get all my piss out too. Where's the bedroom?" Eugene led her to the bedroom. Janet took all her clothes off.
"Lie on the bed Eugene." Eugene lay on the bed on his back. Janet crawled between his legs and started sucking his cock again. When it was throbbing hard she mounted it and slid it up her cunt. The pain was almost unbearable while it was going in. Once it was all the way in it was bliss. Janet pumped up and down on the gigantic cock.
"He won't come like that." Janet turned in horror and saw the mother standing in the bedroom doorway.
"Don't worry honey, no broad could resist that dick. Lie on your back and let him do it properly. It's the only way he knows. I tried it your way with him once and he just went soft." Janet was still stunned but she did as the woman said. She lay on her back.
"Go ahead Eugene, mount the pretty lady." Eugene mounted Janet and began pumping. She was too excited by the big cock up her pussy to be turned off by the fact that Eugene was dribbling all over her tits. She ground her hips forward. She came once and began a second orgasm when she felt his hot juices pouring into her. The young boy fucked like a rabbit. When they had both finished he climbed off of her.
"How'd you like that honey?"
"It was excellent but I'm still a little embarrassed."
"Don't be honey. I don't care who gets it as long as he can get it up for me. You better get started on this apartment now. Oh yeah, consider yourself already paid." The woman walked out of the room howling to herself. Janet knew she was stuck but it had been worth it. She cleaned all the rooms. It didn't take more than two hours. She would have to tell the agency that the woman had changed her mind.
She walked back to the bedroom to tell the lady that she was finished and was leaving. When she walked in she saw the son eating his mother's cunt. She was lying on the bed moaning and groaning. She turned the young boy around into a sixty-nine position and started sucking him for all she was worth.
Janet decided to just leave. Her next job was at three and only a few blocks away. She stopped at a diner and had a sandwich and a milk shake. She left the diner and headed for the next appointment. It was a nice-two-story suburban type home. She rang the bell. A young girl wearing nothing but a towel answered the door.
"Hello, I'm the maid you called for."
"I didn't call for no one. This ain't my pad. You wanna see Jerry?"
"Who's Jerry?"
"The dude that owns this place." The girl left the door and summoned Jerry. When he appeared Janet thought he had to be the weirdest looking guy she had ever seen. He had hair down to his elbows and wearing a toga, sporting many beads.
"Hey doll, come on in. Shirley tells me your the maid. I forgot all about calling for one. The place is kind of a mess as you can see." Janet saw that it was a mess and was almost tempted to leave but there was something alluring about the whole setup.
"You see babe, I'm a photographer. I do way out stuff, ya hip?"
"I'm afraid I'm not. What kind of photography do you do?"
"I'll level with you. I got a special clientele that digs seeing chicks getting fucked by animals, understand?" Janet was chocked. "You're kidding?"
"Come here babe." Jerry took Janet's arm and ushered her into his studio. It looked like a combination of zoo and nudist colony. There were three nude chicks, to include Shirley. There were also two great Danes, a boxer and a pony.
"Watch this." Janet stood transfixed.
"Shirley call King." Shirley called and one of the two large Great Danes ambled over to her. She lay on her back and the dog began lapping at her pussy. She then got up on her knees, dog fashion, and the dog mounted her. His red cock was large and jabbing around her ass.
Terri, guide it in." One of the nude girls approached king and grabbed his cock. She guided it into Shirley's cunt. The dog fucked spasmodically. Janet noticed that Jerry was getting it all on film The dog heaved his hips a few more times and then climbed off of Shirley. Shirley had been moaning the whole time.
"What do you think of that?" Janet had to admit that she was impressed and also a little excited after seeing the big cock on King.
"Wanna try it?"
"Well, I don't know...."
"Listen, what would you rather do, clean this filthy house or get fucked. I pay a hundred a throw. A throw usually takes about two minutes. If you clean the house you'll get thirty and it'll probably take all day." That was enough for Janet. She didn't relish the idea of cleaning the messy house.
"Where are these films shown?"
"I told ya baby, all private customers. You got no sweat."
"Okay, I'm game."
"Good girl. Take your threads off." Janet stripped and draped her clothes on the back of one of the chairs.
"Okay honey, I'm gonna try you with the boxer." He placed Janet on the rug, kneeling dog fashion. He then called the dog.
"Titan, come on boy." The dog came over and began licking Janet's ass. She could feel her own pussy moistening. The dog lapped away for a while and then mounted her. No one came to guide him in; they didn't have to. With a few quick thrusts, he was in, her ass. She let out a gasp as she felt the hot slimy cock all the way up her ass. The pain was excruciating. The dog was jerking all the way out and then ramming it back in. In a few moments the pain lessened and Janet felt a warmth growing in her loins. She started to finger fuck herself. She was almost ready to come when she felt the dog shudder and then shoot. He climbed off of her and returned to his place by the other dogs. "How'd ya like that baby?"
"Groovy but now I'm all sexed up."
"Don't sweat it, I got a real treat for you."
Janet wondered what that would be. She wasn't long in finding out. She saw one of the other chicks leading the pony towards her.
"Hey wait a minute, I can't take him on. He'll rip me to pieces."
"Don't worry baby. All of these girls have taken Paint on. For this though you gotta lie on this bench on your back. Paint is very gentle so relax." Janet lay on the bench as two of the girls guided him up until his cock was rubbing against her hot pussy. She raised her legs and the girls inserted the massive cock into her hole. The horses front legs were resting on the sides of the bench. He rammed his cock all the way in. Janet was sure she was ripped apart. It was painful but it was a good pain. She arched up to meet the humping horse. The horse was drooling all over her.
His eyes were wild and his nostrils flaring but Janet didn't care. She had already come once and was nearing her second orgasm The three chicks in the corner were giggling among themselves. The horse had already come twice in the last hour so this dumb broad was in for one hell of a long ride. Jerry was getting the whole thing down on film He too knew that it would be a long ride. Janet came again and began feeling sore. She wondered if the horse would ever come. His cock felt good inside of her but she didn't know how much more she could take. She started getting excited again and was working on her third orgasm It came in a few moments and her whole body jerked.
She lay back exhausted and the horse kept pumping.
Her whole chest was coated in the horses frothy drool. She was completely exhausted and began to feel a little sick at the whole idea of being fucked by a horse. His spittle in her face and all over her body didn't help matters much.
"Get this fucker off me, I've had it." "Relax baby, I got a few more minutes of film left."
"I said get him off me, he's killing me." The three girls laughed out loud. Janet began screaming and thrashing at the horse. He kept pumping away, oblivious of the tortured body beneath him. Janet was hysterical. She passed out for a few moments and dreamed that it was all a nightmare but she knew that the pain in her cunt was no dream it was a living horror. These people were crazy. "Okay Paint, down." Paint climbed off of the bench and retreated to his corner still panting. Janet lay on the bench helpless. She was sure she was bleeding and would never be able to fuck again.
"It's okay doll. You'll live." Janet forced herself to stand up. She checked her cunt and was amazed that she was still in one piece.
"Go wash up, you did a good job." Jerry handed her a towel and showed her where the bathroom was. After she had showered and dressed, he gave her a check. It was for one hundred and fifty dollars.
"No thank you, you deserved it. Would you like to work for me again sometime?" Janet grabbed the check and ran out of the house without answering. She also made a mental note to learn how to clean apartments.
CHAPTER FIVE
Kim saw that the head of her father's cock was protruding from the bottom of his shorts. She was dying to either take it in her mouth or sit on it. She was a virgin but she lost her cherry long ago fooling around with dildos. His hairy leg was rubbing against her hips as she sat on the edge of the bed with her back to him.
His eyes were closed but he was not asleep. He was digging the stories. Kim's cunt was moist and her heart was pounding. She knew that she could grab her father's cock and he would respond but she wanted to delay the inevitable and savor the anticipation of feeling his big meat.
She turned to the next story and started to read.
Flo stood in front of the hospital with her new baby in her arms while the nurse hailed a cab for her. She helped Flo into the cab.
"Don't forget now, the formula instructions are with the other papers. Get plenty of rest." The cab pulled away and Flo told the cabbie where she wanted to go. In about ten minutes the cab came to a stop. Flo paid the man and got out. The cab took off.
"Love to see the expression on that dumb fuck's face when he finds out he's got a baby in the back seat." Flo headed for Jack's Bar. As she turned a corner, she heard someone calling her.
"Hey lady, didn't you forget something besides the tip?" Flo turned to see the cabbie pulling up next to her.
"Oh, thank goodness. I was so excited that I forgot him" Flo took the baby from the cabbie and cursed lightly under her breath. She walked towards the shopping area; she'd have to put Jack's off for a few more minutes. She noticed a baby carriage outside of one of the supermarkets and deposited her baby next to the one that was sleeping in it.
Again she headed for Jack's. This time she felt a little safer. When she got there, Jack himself was behind the bar.
"Hi ya, Flo. Where ya been?"
"Miami Beach, where else?" Flo sat at one of the empty bar stools and checked the place out. She only had about five bucks. She ordered a beer and a ball. She'd have to turn a trick but she couldn't get fucked for a while yet. Her cunt was still a little sore from the delivery last week. She'd made a few bucks on blow jobs.
"Hi Flo." Flo turned around and saw Big Burt standing behind her.
"Hi Big Burt, miss me?" He was a creep but he was always good for a few bucks or at least a couple of drinks.
"Ya know I always miss you Flo. Where ya been?"
"I was out of town for a few days visiting my sister and her family upstate. They had some money problems so I helped them out as best I could but I didn't believe that bull shit story; he knew Flo too well. He figured she was preparing him for a touch. He'd let her earn it. He sat down next to her and ordered them each a drink. She had one good fucking body.
"Flo, you're all heart. You're always thinking of someone else."
"Well, what are ya gonna do. Some is less fortunate than others." She was really pouring it on and Burt loved it. He made his move.
"Listen, I got a bottle in my room, wanna come up for a couple?"
"Yeah, why not? We're old friends, nothing wrong with that." It beat giving blow jobs behind the pool table in the back for two bucks. Burt paid for the drinks and they left together. He rented one of the rooms above the bar. He opened his door and let her go in first. The room wasn't very big but it was cozy enough for one person. Flo sat and Burt poured a couple of shots.
"Here's to the old days." He raised his glass and Flo did the same and then they poured their drinks down in one shot. Burt loosened the front of his shirt and Flo stared at his hairy, muscular chest. He was a good looking guy all right, about forty.
"How about a kiss, Flo?" He leaned over the woman and kissed her on the lips. She responded by opening her mouth and darting her tongue inside of his mouth. He put his arm around her shoulder and played with her boobs. She had no bra on and he undid the buttons of blouse.
"Burt, stop." She waited until she saw the bulge in his pants before she said it.
"What's a matter baby?"
"I have to go. I got to start putting the word out about a job. I'm busted and gotta start working." Burt smiled to himself.
"Don't worry baby, I'll give you a few bucks." Burt went back to kissing her and playing with her tits. Flo grabbed his big cock through his pants. She worked his fly down and took out the giant cock. She pushed his head away from her own, gently, and leaned forward and took the hot cock into her mouth. Burt was still playing with her heavy tits.
"Baby that feels great." Flo unbuckled his pants and they fell to his ankles. She pulled down his shorts revealing a mass of black hair. His legs were strong and hairy. His manly hips fucked in and out, forcing the rigid prick further into Flo's mouth; she loved it. She would rather have had that handsome piece of meat up her cunt but she knew that would be impossible for a while.
She felt Burt's whole body stiffen as he shot his hot load into her hungry mouth. She drank all the juices as Burt moaned in ecstasy. She kept the cock in her mouth until she felt it going limp then she released it.
"Flo, you're the greatest." He poured them two more drinks. They sat around rapping for about a half hour and Burt was horny again.
"Flo, take your clothes off."
"Forget it Burt."
"Come on. You got more than one hole. I'll make it worth your while." He had said the magic words. Flo undressed. Burt was already lying in the bed naked. She crawled in next to him. His body felt good next to her. His long shaft was rubbing along her thigh. He kissed her hungrily on the moth and then broke away from her.
"Lie on your belly Flo." Flo turned over onto her stomach. Burt got a jar of ointment off of his night table and greased up his cock. He climbed up on top of Flo and mounted her. He went in easily. Flo winced with the pain. It was just about to become unbearable when it suddenly became pleasant. She arched her hips to meet his thrusts.
He was all the way in and Flo felt warm. His hands were under her, fondling her big breasts. Both bodies were sweating and the room smelled of sex. He would pull his cock all the way out and then ram it home. Flo's body was gyrating all over the bed as her hungry ass hole tried to swallow this whole cock. His breathing became erratic and with a few quick humps, he shot into her thirsty ass.
"Flo baby, you did it again. You really know how to fuck."
"Thanks Burt. Mind if I use your shower?"
"Go ahead, the towels are clean." Flo knew that she'd have to turn some more tricks tonight. She still owed thirty dollars for her last week's rent. She took her clothes into the bathroom. She shit, and showered and dressed. She looked good as new. If it weren't for that fucking baby she could of had a real good time. She came out of the bathroom Burt was still lying on the bed.
"Taking off Flo?"
"Yeah, I'm kinda tired." Burt handed her ten bucks. She put it in her bag and kissed him on the cheek.
"Any time, Burt, any time." She walked out the door and headed back for Jack's. She knew that Burt wouldn't be back that night.
"Flo, where ya been? We missed you." It was Bob, the night time bartender. He seemed genuinely glad to see Flo. He put a drink in front of her and wouldn't take any money. There were three other men at the bar and a group in the back playing pool.
"Looking for some action, Flo?"
"Always."
"These guys in the back are looking for a blow job. There's six of them and they'll pay a fin apiece." Thirty bucks, not bad.
"Of course, if I let you do it in the back room, you'll have to take care of me too, know what I mean?" Flo knew exactly what he meant.
"Yeah, I know what you mean Bob, it'll be my pleasure." "That's my girl."
"Give me another drink first and let me catch my breath, I just walked in, remember?" Bob poured her another drink and lighted her cigarette for her. Bob asked one of his friends sitting at the bar to watch things for him for a few minutes. He walked to the back and had a short conversation with the six pool players. In a few minutes he returned to Flo.
"Ready baby?"
"Yeah, let's go." Flo kept cursing the fucking baby to herself. She could be turning twenty-five a trick up town. Bob led her to the back, behind the group of pool players. The group shielded him as he opened his fly and took out his small meat. It was already hard. Flo pulled a chair over and sat in front of him. She no sooner had his cock in her mouth when he came.
The guys at the pool table all laughed but not one of them was limp. Bob blushed and walked back to the bar, zipping his pants back up. One of the pool players stepped forward. Flo didn't even look at his face, she just waited to see his cock. His zipper came down and he took out a long, fat prick and waved it in Flo's face. She opened her mouth and took the whole cock in in. The guy was a little embarrassed that she got it in so easy.
Most girls told him that his cock was so big that they had trouble getting it all in. He held Flo by the had and fucked her in the mouth. She fondled his balls and sucked with a perfect rhythm. The guy tried to hold back so he could enjoy his five buck's worth but he couldn't. He came in Flo's mouth. He kept coming and she kept swallowing. She didn't think he'd ever stop. Finally he shot his last drop and his cock started getting limp.
After she had sucked the fifth pool player off, her mind stopped working and she performed like a machine. The sixth guy stepped forward.
"Okay baby, now for your dessert. I got a cock you're not gonna find so easy to handle.
He took his huge cock out and Flo gasped. It was the longest, fattest cock she had ever seen.
"Think you can take it baby?" The guy was laughing. Flo leaned forward and took the whole cock in and then started working the balls in. The guy was pretty quiet after that. After Flo finished him off one of the guys handed her thirty bucks. She put it in her bag and went into the ladies room She straightened herself out and returned to the bar. The three men were still sitting there. Two were talking and one was alone. The two were talking were well dressed and looked like they might have money. The single guy walked over with his drink and sat beside her.
"My name's Pete, want a drink?" Flo looked the guy over. Not bad looking. Looked like a longshoreman. Why not?
"Yeah, okay big boy. I'm Flo." Pete ordered two fresh drinks and offered Flo a smoke. She took it and he lighted it and then his own. Bob served the drinks.
"I know what you were doing back there."
"So what?"
"I want some."
"Gonna cost ya baby."
"How much?"
"Ten bucks." The guy took out his wallet and slipped Flo two fives. He finished his drink and got up. He whispered in Flo's ear.
"I got that green station wagon right on the corner; I'll be in it. Flo waited a few minutes and then told Bob that she'd be right back.
The two guys were taking the whole thing in. Flo walked up to the car and got in next to Pete. She grabbed his crotch. His cock was already out and hard. She wanted to make this a quickie; she had seen the two dudes giving her the eye when she left. That's why she had made sure that they heard her telling Bob she'd be right back.
She played with Pete's cock for a while. She went down on it. He was really moaning. She gave about four good sucks and he grabbed her head and held it all the way down on his cock as he came. She swallowed his load and sat up.
"Thanks Flo, can I see you again? I'd like to eat your cunt and your ass."
"Yeah Pete, I'll be around. Night tiger." Flo got out of the car and headed back to Jack's. She returned to her stool and noticed that the two dudes had moved their drinks closer to her. They were now two stools away. Flo sipped her drink and took out a cigarette. She was looking in her bag for matches.
"May I?" One of the men was standing over her with a lighter.
"Thanks."
"Would you like to join my friend and I? We're here on convention and a long way from our wives and family and would appreciate a little female companionship."
"Certainly, move your drinks over here." The two men acted and sat on either side of Flo. They carried on some small talk.
"Do you work around here?"
"Listen fellows, lets can the bullshit. Let's be honest and we'll all get along a lot better. You want some action, right?"
"That's it exactly. We can't fool around at home so we have to take advantage of these conventions."
"Want a blow job?"
"If we only wanted a blow job we could have picked up a fairy and gotten it for nothing. My friend here's an ass man and I'm strictly for the cunt."
"How much do you pay?"
"If you got a girl friend, we'll give you each fifty. If you're alone, we'll give you seventy-five." Flo's mind was racing.
"Where we gonna go?"
"Back to our hotel." Flo got up and went to the phone.
"Hello Vera?" Flo was very nervous.
"You want to make a fast fifteen bucks? Well then get your ass over to Jack's right away." She hung up the receiver and returned to the men.
"I got a chick coming over that'll knock your eyes out. Only she can't take it up the ass. I dig it up the ass though, so we're all set." Flo had to laugh to herself. If anyone dug it up the ass it was good old Vera. The biggest ass whore in town.
"One thing though, don't talk money to her. Give me the bread and I'll take care of her, understand?" Both men nodded agreement. They'd been around long enough to know what the scene was. In about ten minutes, Vera walked in. She was an eyeful and both men were pleased. Flo introduced everybody and the men ordered Vera a drink.
The ass man moved in on her and Flo rapped with the cunt man. They finished their drinks and left the bar. The ass man hailed a cab. When they got to the hotel they went right up to the room. It was a large room and had two double beds. The ass man got on the phone and ordered a bottle of bourbon and four set-ups and some ice. They kept their clothes on until the booze had been delivered.
"May as well get comfortable." The cunt man began stripping. He was ready to go. When he was stripped he poured four drinks. Everybody sat around nude and sipped their drinks. Flo was sitting on the ass man's lap and he was fingering her asshole. She felt his cock rub against her buns. The cunt man put his drink down and knelt between Vera's legs and began licking her cunt. She leaned back on the bed with her eyes closed. Fucking baby, Flo thought. If she had the kid there then she would have killed it. She loved getting eaten.
The ass man lifted Flo off of his lap and laid her on the bed. He played with her tits and took them, one at a time in his mouth. He kissed her hungrily and then turned her on her back. He put some oil from a bottle on his cock and began entering her asshole. After her recent ass fuck, Flo was ready for this one. She had never really dug it up the ass before but it didn't feel too bad now. Money was money. Vera was lying on the bed on her back and her friend was in her. Her legs were around his back. He was pumping furiously. Her arms were around his neck. Flo felt the big cock riding in and out of her ass. She hoped that her asshole wasn't too loose for his average size meat. When she felt him exploding his juices she stopped worrying. .When he had finished, he lay on her back for a few minutes to get his breath. Then he got up and poured them fresh drinks and lighted two cigarettes.
The cunt man was moaning furiously and Vera was grinding her hips into him When she felt him coming, she joined him and their juices met in her wet pussy. The cunt man got up and brought them their drinks. They each had a couple of more drinks and smokes and they were all ready to go again. The cunt man lay on his back and Vera sucked him until he was hard, then she straddled him and sat on his cock.
The ass man was on his back and Flo went down on him He got excited pretty quickly.
"Play with my ass, Flo." Flo continued sucking and reached a hand under his ass and found his asshole. She tried unsuccessfully to penetrate the dry hole. The man raised his legs a little and handed Flo the bottle of oil. She wet her fingers and applied it to his hole and then poured even more on her fingers. She worked two fingers up and found no resistance. The ass man was going crazy.
"Put more fingers up baby, put them all up." Flo rammed all of her fingers up cruelly and the guy let out a moan that betrayed his extreme pleasure. Flo forced her wrist past the opening and felt her whole hand slide up his asshole. She continued sucking and he continued moaning.
"Wow, that feels great. Fuck me in the ass with your arm " Flo moved her hand in and out of his asshole in fucking motions, each time going further in . She felt his prostate swell and then the hot gushes of his sticky come flooded her mouth. As he spasmed, his ass muscles tightened around her wrist. When she felt his orgasm ebbing, she withdrew her hand. That was the ninth load of come she had swallowed today plus two more loads up her asshole and she hadn't come once. That fucking baby.
Vera was bouncing up and down on the cunt man's cock. Her big tits were vibrating with every motion. She leaned over him and he opened his mouth and took one of the huge mounds in and sucked on it. Vera pumped harder and groaned audibly. This set the guy off and they both came together. Everybody rested for a while and enjoyed the musty sex smell of the room.
Flo got up and poured four drinks and handed them out.
"I wanna propose a toast." Everyone raised their glasses and waited.
"To the best cunt man and the best ass man in the states." She raised her glass to her lips and they all drank. The ass man proposed a toast. Once again they all raised their glasses.
"To the greatest cunt in the states." He looked at Vera, "And the greatest ass in the whole world." He kissed Flo's ass and they all drank. They had one more drink and then Flo noticed that the cunt man's cock was hard again.
"You guys ever fool around with fairies?"
"Yeah, we've gotten blow jobs but that's about all." She looked at the cunt man."
"Every fuck a fairy in the ass?" The cunt man turned red.
"Well, I may as well be honest. I used to fuck my college roommate all the time."
"Did you dig it?"
"Yeah, it was pretty good as I remember." Flo saw that the ass man's cock was rigid.
"How would you like to fuck our buddy here in the ass. Your cock is as big as my hand."
"Hey wait a minute!" The ass man sat up. Flo shut him up.
"What's the difference between a hand or a cock up your ass? It doesn't make you a fairy just because you get your kicks like that. How about it? The cunt man was all for it and the ass man finally relented. His hard-on had never gone down. Flo took over and put them in position. She had the ass man kneel up dog fashion. She put more oil on his ass.
She then had the cunt man kneel behind him. She placed Vera, standing on the bed with her cunt in the cunt man's face. She would take her place later. She took the cunt man's roaring hard-on and began inserting it into the hungry hole. He was loose and the cunt man had little difficulty getting all the way in. The ass man moved his ass back to take it all in. The cunt man began licking Vera's cunt.
He pumped heavily into the excited ass. The ass man was moaning and groaning and his cock was throbbing. Flo climbed under him and took his prick in her mouth. Vera was holding on to the cunt man's shoulders. Her legs straddled the ass man's back. Flo worked feverishly on the ass man's cock. It seemed that he could come without her help, he seemed to be in such a state of bliss. The cunt man pounded furiously, in and out. Flo had a birds-eye view of his cock riding in and out of the hungry ass. Vera came first and let out a loud howl. The cunt man followed and thrust violently a few times into the ass man's anal cavity. At the same time Flo felt the warm liquids fill her mouth. Vera climbed off the bed and the cunt man pulled out of the ass man and Flo cursed the baby to herself again.
"How about one for the road? Vera was pouring drinks for everyone.
"All we got to teach you guys now is how to suck cock. That'd really put us out of business." Everyone laughed. The two girls showered and dressed. As they were about to leave, the ass man handed them each a hundred. Flo was pissed but realized that Vera had earned it. The men told the girls that they would get in touch with them when they were in town again. They all kissed good night.
When the girls were outside, Vera looked at Flo.
"Fifteen bucks huh?"
"They told me they'd give us each fifteen bucks if we blew them. After I called you on the phone I told them that we'd do everything all night for them for a c note each." Vera wasn't very bright. Flo knew that she wouldn't be able to get fucked for at least four more weeks. She decided to team up with Vera. She'd have to tell her the truth.
Vera was all for it. Flo figured out a strategy.
"We'll work the bars around the hotel's on the east side. That's where all the conventions usually go. These suckers from out of town pay good money for a piece of ass. We split everything fifty-fifty. The girls said good night and Flo took a cab home and woke her landlady up to pay her the rent. She paid for two more weeks so the landlady was glad to see her.
The following night at nine o'clock, the girls met at Jacks'. Bob was behind the bar and his eyes lit up when he saw Flo.
"Forget it Bob, I'm here as a customer tonight, not a laborer." Bob said hello to the girls and made their drinks. They lighted cigarettes and discussed their plans for the night.
"Flo who is that hunk over there by the juke box? What a man."
"That's Pete, he's a friend of mine. Want to make ten bucks?"
"Ten bucks? I thought we were going in for the big time?"
"We are but if you dig Pete, he'll take you outside to his car and you can blow him It'll take you two minutes and you'll make ten bucks. But don't forget, I get half."
"Sounds okay to me."
"Hey Pete, come here a minute." Pete saw Flo and smiled. He walked over to the bar where the two girls were sitting.
"Hi Flo, who's your pretty friend?" "This is Vera." The two said hello.
"Does Vera swing?"
"Ask her yourself." Pete had a few words with Vera and they left the bar. They were back in less than five minutes. Pete walked Vera back to her stool and returned to the juke box.
"How was it?"
"Pretty good." Vera gave Flo five bucks. They had a few more drinks and headed for the East Side. They got out in the middle of the hotel area. There were some nice bars in the area.
"These places are going to be a little more expensive than Jacks'."
"Don't worry Vera, we're not going to be paying for too many drinks." Flo had instructed Vera, the night before, to dress very conservatively and wear as little make up as possible. They didn't want to look too much like hookers. They stopped in a couple of bars and left after one drink. No action. They finally found a bar called The Yorkshire Pub. It was a jacket and tie place and was decorated in the old English pub style. They walked in and found two stools at the bar. Flo ordered for both of them.
"Two scotch and sodas." They both hated scotch but it sounded a lot better than ordering two rye and gingers, their usual drinks. As a matter of fact, they both agreed that the scotch was beginning to taster pretty good. There was an empty stool next to Flo.
"I beg your pardon, is this stool taken?" There were three men standing behind Flo.
"No it isn't." One of the three men sat and ordered for his two friends and himself. His two friends stood behind his stool and they all talked. He turned to Flo again.
"Excuse me miss. We're from out of town and I wonder if you could help us."
"That depends on what you need." The man wasn't ready for such frankness.
"Well we're looking for a bar with some action."
"You trying to say you want to get laid?" This really floored him He gathered his composure.
"That's exactly what I'm trying to say."
"I'm afraid I'm not too familiar with the east side myself. Sorry I can't help you." The man was flustered.
"Well what about you and your girl friend?"
"You guys willing to put up fifty apiece for a night of fun?" The man conferred with his friends. They were all for it.
"Okay doll."
"You guys got a hotel room near here?"
"Yeah we're right across the street." They all finished their drinks and the man picked up the girl's tab. They left and headed for the hotel. They got up to the room and it was very similar to the one the night before. There were two double beds. One of the men poured five drinks from one of the bottles that were on the bar.
Everyone relaxed and had a drink. Flo figured that the sooner they got out of there the sooner they could make another score.
"Why don't we take our clothes off and relax?" Flo got up and started to undress. Vera followed suit and the men joined them. Flo had her rag off. She would have to gamble on not bleeding. She walked over to Ted; he was the one who did all the talking at the bar. She sat on his lap. He started to fondle her cunt and she took his hand away and put it on her breasts.
Vera walked over to Jim and Tom, the other two men. They were both sitting on one of the beds. She pushed them back and lay on top of them. She turned around on the bed and started to suck one of them off. She jerked the other guy off and he ate her cunt. By this time Flo was working furiously on Ted's cock. He was still playing with her tits while she sucked him off.
Jim came in Vera's mouth and she moved to take on Tom. He was still busy eating her moist pussy. He was almost ready to come from her hand ministrations. She took his cock in her mouth and sucked. As soon as she had the cock in her mouth she began her first orgasm. This triggered Tom and they came together. He licked every drop of her pungent juices and she didn't miss any of his hot, thick come.
Ted was lying back on the bed and Flo was still sucking. His body tensed and his legs stiffened as he shot into her mouth. He shot a heavy load and she swallowed every bit, hungrily. Tom poured fresh drinks for everyone and then called room service for more ice. After the ice was delivered, Vera made fresh drinks. She was aware of Flo's cunt condition and she took over. It wouldn't look too good if Flo did all the talking especially if she wasn't going to get fucked in the cunt. It would look too obvious.
"Any of you guys like to fuck up the ass?"
"I sure do. I like that better than the cunt." Tom already had a hard-on thinking about it. Flo took over.
"Got any ointment?" Tom went into the bathroom and returned with a jar of cream. "Hey, what about us?" Ted and Jim felt left out.
"Don't worry fellows, I'll take you all on." Flo lay on her stomach as Tom lubricated his cock. He crawled between her legs and separated her cheeks with his hand. He put her face in the canyon and licked her asshole. Flo gyrated her hips and felt the hot tongue lapping her ass hole. Tom lay on top of her and entered easily.
He started with a slow rhythm and then it built to a pounding fury. Again Flo cursed the fucking baby. She wished she knew who she got it from, she'd curse him too. Tom kept ramming into her. He was breathing like a maniac. He groaned as he let go of his juices. He kept the same rhythm up as he came. Their bodies were making loud slapping noises as they met on his downward thrusts. Exhausted, he lay back.
Vera had the jar of cream in her hand and she was lubricating Ted's cock. Tom went into the shower and Ted lay on top of Flo. Without preliminaries he pushed his fat cock into Flo's asshole. Her hole was still slimy from Tom's come. Their bodies smacked together in a heated frenzy. Tod was hot from watching Tom in action. Tom returned from the shower and sat on the bed next to Vera and Jim. Vera was already lubricating Jim's cock. Ted was moaning loudly. His rhythm became erratic and Flo found it difficult to time his thrusts. As his pounding became more erratic, he came.
He lay on top of Flo until he caught his breath and then he slowly withdrew and headed for the shower.
Flo remained on her stomach as Jim approached her. Fortunately he had the biggest cock. Flo's asshole was wide open and very loose. The come from Ted and Tom was starting to seep out. Jim put his cock up her ass and let out a loud sigh.
"Ohhhh, does that feel great. You got some ass baby." Tom was on the other bed with Vera and sitting again, watching the scene. Vera leaned down and began sucking him off. When he was completely hard, she lay on her back and guided him up her cunt. Her legs were on his back and he was sucking her boobs. Her cunt felt nice and tight.
Ted returned for the shower and sat on the edge of the bed watching Tom and Vera, and Jim and Flo. It didn't take him too long to get another hard-on. Jim was really going to town with Flo's ass. She was enjoying it herself.
"I'm coming baby, I'm coming." Jim spewed his load up the already drenched cavity. Their bodies were a mass of sweat. He climbed off of Flo and lay on his back. She got up to shit and shower. Come was dropping out of her ass and running down her legs to the carpet. Tom was still fucking Vera's cunt. She had come again. When Tom began his orgasm, he threw his head back and rammed his prick all the way up the hungry cunt. He seemed to come for about five minutes.
He climbed off of Vera and made himself a new drink and lighted a cigarette.
"You ready for me, baby?" Ted was already mounting Vera. She raised her legs and opened her arms. She had been near coming for the third time when Tom had pulled out. Her hot cunt devoured Ted's hard cock. Her excitement was electric. He wasn't in her a full minute when she began coming. This was too much for Ted and he came with her. Their bodies were rocking the hell out of the bed. His ass was flying in the breeze and her hips were bouncing up to meet his every hump.
"That's the fastest and best fuck I've ever had." Ted pulled out of Vera and sat on the edge of the bed trying to catch his breath.
"Can you take another one, honey?" Jim was standing beside the bed, looking down at Vera.
"Don't just stand there walking, put it in. I can go all night." Vera's legs were up in the air again and Jim climbed between her legs. Flo came out of the bathroom. She felt completely refreshed. By the looks of things, Vera was doing a damn good job. Jim was fucking her slowly, building up to the fury that they knew would send them both to unexplored heights. His mouth was on hers as he fucked her. They were both groaning and moaning loudly. Vera knew she couldn't come again so quickly so she began faking it. She scratched his back and moaned louder and threw her hips up as high as his weight would allow. That did the trick.
Jim began coming. Vera kept scratching and moaning. She kept it up until she was sure his orgasm was over.
Jim kissed her gently on the lips and headed for the shower. "I need a drink." Flo made Vera a fresh drink and then got the other two men refills.
"Boy, I'm completely fucked out." Tom was exhausted. Everyone agreed that they too were exhausted. Jim came out of the shower and Vera went in. Flo made Jim a new drink. They sat around rapping until Vera came out. She poured herself a stiff shot and drank it in one gulp.
"I needed that."
"You deserve it baby." Vera put some ice in a glass and made herself a regular drink.
"Will you girls be around tomorrow night?" The three men were interested in another get together.
"That could be arranged."
"Why don't we meet you in the same place at eight?"
"Okay." Both girls got dressed. As they were leaving, Ted handed them one hundred and fifty dollars. Soon they were back on the streets.
"Hey Flo."
"What?"
"Listen, we're making good money. Let's not get too greedy. I'm bushed. How about we call it a night?"
"I was just about to suggest the same thing."
Both girls got cabs and headed home to own beds. Tomorrow was another day.
CHAPTER SIX
Kim's panties were really wet now. She didn't know how much longer she could control herself. Her father had his cock out and was fondling it. His hand could barely reach around it. Kim touched her own breasts. The nipples were taut. She put one of her hands into her pants and fingered her flooded pussy. She was ready for anything.
She didn't trust herself to talk to her father. The whole scene was set and they were both ready. She figured she'd read one more story and then make a move. His hairy leg was still brushing against her back. She removed her panties and helped him take his shorts off. She lay down beside him and picked up the book.
Her breathing was rapid as she began the next story.
Cliff put down his guitar in disgust.
"Fuck it, I can't write a song."
"You've got to. You play well enough to be able to come up with a decent melody. Just put some words with it and I'll arrange an audition for you." His friend Bert was determined to make Cliff a star and cash in on him.
"Why can't I sing someone else's song?"
"I've told you a million times, you've got to have your own song."
"I'll never understand why." Bert was getting angry.
"Listen dummy, every one that's popular today writes their own songs or they have people write them for them You've got to have a vehicle. The only people that can afford to sing old stuff is the stars, and baby, you're no star, yet."
"I have trouble writing my own name, how the fuck am I gonna write a damn song?"
"Write about anything as long as it fits with the music. It doesn't even have to rhyme." Cliff picked up the pencil and paper again and began thinking. Bert got up.
"I'll leave you alone for a while. Maybe you can think better if you're by yourself." Bert left the small apartment. As soon as he was gone, Cliff picked up the phone and called his girl, Marge. He hung up the phone after a brief conversation and felt much better. She was on her way over. He put down the pencil and paper and made himself a drink. In a few minutes the doorbell rang and Marge came in.
"Hi babe, glad to see you." Marge kissed Cliff on the mouth.
"What's the matter Cliff? You sounded desperate."
"Bert just left. He's got connections in the record business and he thinks I can make it if I have my own song and he wants me to write it."
"You can do it, Cliff. You've got a great voice and you play a beautiful guitar."
"I know I can write decent music, but I can't write lyrics. That's why I called you. If I gave you a melody, do you think you could put words to it?"
"Sure baby, play away." Cliff picked up his guitar and Marge picked up the pencil and paper. In less than ten minutes she had written good lyrics for the pleasant melody. Cliff played and sang the song a few times until he had it. It sounded pretty good. He put the guitar down and made them both a drink.
"Marge, would you be bugged if I told Bert that I wrote it?"
"Of course not baby." Marge sipped her drink. Cliff put his down and put his arms around the young girl. He was very grateful. Marge put her own drink down and responded to his embraces. He opened her blouse and fondled her firm tits. She reached down and held on to the big bulge in his pants.
"Let's go into the bedroom." Cliff stood up and led the girl into his bedroom. They both stripped in silence. Marge broke it.
"Cliff, are you very grateful to me for writing the lyrics?"
"You know I am."
"Then can we do it?" Cliff knew what she meant and his face clouded.
"Honey, you know I'd do anything for you, but I don't dig that scene."
"Cliff, I wrote one fairly decent song for you in less that ten minutes; can you imagine how many more good songs I can write for you and no one would ever know. You'll be famous and also have the respect of the public for writing your own songs." Cliff thought a moment and then reluctantly agreed.
"Okay Marge, but don't be too rough. I don't like pain. That's why I never let you do this before."
"Never knock anything until you've tried it, Cliff." They were both nude now.
"Lie on your stomach." Cliff obeyed. Marge went to his closet and removed four ties and his heaviest belt. Her pussy was very wet. She began to tie one of Cliff's hands to the bed post.
"Marge, is that necessary?"
"Shut up!" Cliff was amazed by the tone of her voice. She had never spoken to him like that before. He put his head back on the pillow and let her continue. When his arms and legs were bound to the four posts, Marge picked up the belt. Cliff couldn't believe that he had a hard-on. He was very excited, but he dreaded the lash of the belt. While he was thinking of it, the belt came crashing down on his bare ass. The pain was excruciating.
"Marge, stop. You're killing me." Marge was deaf to his pleas. She continued the beating until his ass was a mass of ugly red welts. Cliff still had a hard-on. He began moaning and rubbing his hard cock against the sheets. When she started on his back he knew he was near coming. Marge knew it also. She had always suspected that Cliff was a masochist but he would never let her prove it.
She untied his hands and feet and ordered him onto his back. He turned over and his cock was roaring hard. Marge sat on his cock. Her pussy was so wet that there was no problem impaling herself right away. Cliff's eyes were closed and he was moving his hips upward to fill her pussy completely with his big cock. Marge slapped him cruelly in the face a few times. His eyes stayed closed and he moaned louder. This drove Marge crazy and she had her first orgasm. Her juices flowed out of her pussy onto his crotch. She continued slapping him and he started shooting. When she felt his liquids filling her, she had her second orgasm. She climbed off him and lay on top of the bed. His crotch was a mess with both their juices.
"Well, big boy, I thought you didn't dig pain."
"I guess I never really had pain before. That was groovy. When can we do it again?"
"Every time we go to bed. You'll be my slave. You must do everything I say, in and out of bed. Understand?"
"Yes, oh yes."
"Good, that'll make it easier. Now I have some instructions for you." Cliff's eyes were closed and he seemed to be in a different world. Marge slapped him hard across the face and he opened his eyes.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you. That's your first instruction. Now pay attention. Use Bert's connections, but don't sign any contracts with him After you've been accepted by a record company, drop him. He's only trying to use you anyway. He's not your friend. When you drop him I'll take over. I'll write all your songs and manage you.
"I can get you as many bookings as that asshole. Once you've sold one song you won't even need that many bookings. Your royalties will pay the rent and keep you in gravy for the rest of your life."
"Anything you say, Marge, but how do I get around signing a contract with Bert?"
"After he introduces you to the people who are giving you the audition, you'll be on your own. There's nothing more he can do for you. At that stage of the game, contracts shouldn't even be discussed. If he should say anything, just tell him that you'd rather wait until you find out the results of the audition. He can't bitch about that."
"Okay Marge." Marge was still hot.
"Now, eat my cunt." Cliff looked at her with innocent, dumb eyes. She slapped him across the face again and his cock began rising.
"Hurry up. Eat my cunt. I'm hot." Cliff knelt between her open legs and started lapping at her wet cunt.
"Jerk yourself off while you're eating me." Cliff took his hard cock in his hand and began jerking off. The musky odors coming from her soppy pussy were driving him crazy. She spread her legs further and he worked his tongue up her pussy and licked her clit. His own hand was working furiously on his cock. Marge picked up the belt that was lying beside her and beat him on the back. He licked harder.
She soon felt his juices shooting on her crotch and she came in his mouth. Again they lay down beside one another.
"Marge, I love you so much."
"I love you, too, Cliff, and I'll take good care of you. I'm glad you dig this scene. I was getting tired of just fucking all the time. You have a lot to learn, but we have plenty of time and I'm going to teach you everything." They lay for a while together in each other's arms.
Maxge finally got up.
"I guess I better split if Bert's coming back soon." She got dressed and left after giving Cliff a farewell kiss and a light slap. About twenty minutes later Bert came in.
"Did you write the song?"
"Yeah Bert, I hope you like it."
"Well, I won't know until I hear it, will I?" Cliff got his guitar and the paper with the lyrics. He began strumming and then broke out singing. Bert listened, amazed. When Cliff finished, Bert put his arm around his shoulders.
"Buddy, we got a hit." He went to the telephone and made a quick phone call. He returned in a few minutes wearing a big smile.
"Tomorrow afternoon at three-thirty. It's all set. I think we're really in. Now, about a contract. I'll be named as your agent and get my usual percentage as an agent. I'll have my lawyer draw them up in the morning and we can stop off on the way to the studio and sign.
"I'd rather wait until we find out the results of the audition. I don't want to get my hopes up. If I start signing documents, I'll get nervous and probably fuck up the audition." Bert was disappointed.
"Okay Cliff, but right after the audition we'll stop at my lawyer's office." Bert left and told Cliff to get a good night's rest. When he was gone Cliff called Marge.
"How'd it go?"
"Perfect, he loves the song."
"Did he say anything about a contract?" Cliff filled her in on what had transpired.
"Good for you, Cliff, you did great. Now get a good rest and call me tomorrow right after the audition." Cliff hung up. He was very excited. Not too many twenty-two year olds had this kind of an opportunity. He took a shower and went to bed. He slept well. He was awakened by the phone at noon. It was Bert reminding him, as if he had to, of their three o'clock appointment. Cliff got up and fixed himself a light breakfast and began dressing. When he was dressed he picked up his guitar and went over the song, again and again until he knew the words.
At two-thirty, Bert showed up. Cliff was ready so they left for the studio. When they got there, Bert introduced Cliff all around, he carried on like it was his son. Everyone liked Cliff right off, especially the chicks. They took him to a large recording room and gave him a stool to sit on. He was instructed as to the function of the red light above the glass panel that divided the operators from himself.
He looked at the operators; they were all wearing headsets and fooling around with dials. Suddenly he was alone in the room. The red light went on and one of the operators spoke over the mike.
"Cliff, would you mind singing a few lines of anything so we can adjust the dials to your voice and guitar." Cliff sang a few bars of some old folk song while strumming his guitar. "Cliff, pull your chair closer to the mike." Cliff pulled his chair closer and sang a few more bars.
"Perfect, any time you're ready." Cliff began the soft chords that introduced the song. He began singing and his voice was clear and the guitar complemented it. When he was finished, he stood up off the stool.
"Very good, Cliff." The voice over the mike spoke again. One of the operators walked out and shook his hand.
"Cliff, you got a winner. We all agreed that it's a sure thing. You're on your way." Bert rushed in and grabbed Cliff.
"Did you hear that Cliff? We're in." The person in charge of the studio asked to speak to Cliff. Bert spoke up.
"I'm his agent, you can speak with me."
"I said I wanted to talk to Cliff." He led Cliff out of the recording room and into his own office.
"Cliff, you've got a bright future in front on you and I can be a great help, if you know what I mean." Cliff looked dumbfounded.
"Do you want my help, Cliff?" The man locked the office door.
"Yes sir." "Then stand up." Cliff stood up.
"Drop your pants." Cliff finally caught on. The guy was a fag. He dropped his pants. He didn't give a shit. He'd been sucked off by faggots before. His long cock was exposed. The man dropped his own pants and told Cliff to turn around.
"Now bend over." Cliff bent over and leaned on the desk. He felt the man rubbing some kind of grease on his asshole.
"I'm sorry sir, I've never done that before."
"You want to be a star?"
"Yes sir."
"Then shut up." The man finished greasing the asshole and then began his entry. He worked his cock up the virgin asshole gently. After the initial pain Cliff began enjoying the warm feeling. The man began fucking a little less gently and Cliff's cock was hard and he was flying in clouds of new excitements. The man was holding Cliff's hips.
"How does that feel, kid?"
"Feels great, don't stop pumping. I'm gonna come." The man continued pumping and in a few minutes they came together. They both wiped off and pulled their pants up. Cliff was told to sit down.
"Cliff, I'll never do that again unless you want me to. It's something I do to all the singers that come through here that look like they might have some promise. It's amazing how it humbles them for future dealings. I could tell you some names that would make your teeth fall out. Now, about this guy that claims to be your agent. Drop him. He's bad news and is only out to exploit you. Did you sign anything yet?"
"No sir."
"Can the sir crap, my name is Bob. Don't sign anything with him. If you want, I'll get you an agent." Cliff explained to Bob about Marge.
"She sounds like a pretty shrewd chick. Stick with her and tell her to come and see me. I can give her some valuable advice. Give me a call tomorrow and I'll let you know about your song. I'm sure it's in, but there are more people who have to hear it first. I'm not the last word." Bob handed Cliff a card and they said goodbye.
Bert was waiting outside.
"What'd the fuck say? You sure were a long time." Cliff explained his own feelings about having Bert as an agent. Bert was furious and swung at the bigger boy. Cliff blocked the punch and got Bert in an arm lock.
"Knock it off, Bert. I'm grateful to you for this opportunity and I'll take care of you when I get some bread. I just don't want you handling me." He released Bert who stormed out muttering threats about destroying him. Cliff felt bad but was now sure that he had done the right thing. He called Marge from the studio and they made arrangements for him to come to her pad.
"How'd it go?" Marge was very excited.
"Perfect." Cliff explained the afternoon's happenings. He included the session with Bob and his scene with Bert.
"Good riddance to bad rubbish. Is your ass sore?"
"No, as a matter of fact, it felt pretty good."
"Hey, I don't want you turning queer on me."
"No sweat, baby."
"This Bob sounds like a pretty groovy cat even if he is a fag."
"I think he swings both ways so be ready for yours when you go to see him." Marge laughed.
"When am I supposed to go and see him?"
"He said for you to give him a call and he'd get together with you. He's married." They discussed getting a lawyer to draw up a contract and made plans to meet the next day and take care of it.
"Take your clothes off, Cliff. I'm pretty horny myself." Cliff disrobed and followed Marge into her bedroom. She lay on the bed and he lay beside her. They necked for a while and then she broke away. She went to her dresser drawer and came back with a large dildo. She took the belt off Cliff's pants.
"Kneel up like a dog."
"What?" The belt came crashing down cruelly on Cliff's buttocks. He knelt up like a dog. Marge wiped some grease on the dildo and crawled up behind Cliff and began inserting it.
"Baby, take it easy." And the belt came down.
"Sit up. I got a better idea." Marge went back to her dresser and picked out a two way dildo with a strap.
"A dike friend of mine gave me this. No sense in you having all the fun." She put one end of the dildo up her cunt and strapped it on. The remaining part of the dildo was about nine inches and fat. She greased Cliff's ass and mounted him from behind. She worked the dildo in and began fucking him. Cliff liked the warm feeling. His cock was hard again. Marge had her hands on his hips and every now and then she'd give him a hard slap on the ass. She pulled out the dildo from his asshole and he moaned.
"Why'd you take it out?"
"Shut up and lie on your back." Cliff lay on his back and the girl crawled between his legs and lifted them to her shoulders. She put the dildo back into his hungry asshole. His eyes were rolling with pleasure. Marge reached down and took his long cock into her mouth while she was fucking him. His hips arched upward to meet the thrust of the large dildo. Marge came and bit lightly on the big cock in her mouth. She kept pumping and felt that he was near. She pumped and sucked harder and harder and was soon rewarded by the flow of the rich white cream into her mouth.
When his orgasm was completely over, she withdrew the dildo from his ass and untied it and threw it on the floor. She'd clean it later. They lay there for a while enjoying each other's bodies.
"You hungry, baby?" Cliff said he was and Marge got up to make them some supper. While they were eating they discussed their future.
"I know this chick who's a music major. I'll have her over here in the next couple of nights for dinner and she can write out some lead sheets for you. In the meantime, let's get some more songs written. You're not going to get to the top with one song." When the dishes were done they worked on some more songs.
Cliff had an endless amount of original tunes and he played about five for Marge. In three hours they had five new songs. They were both tired and Cliff prepared to leave. He gave Marge Bob's number. She said she would call the following afternoon. Cliff said he would pick her up at ten o'clock the next morning to see about having a contract drawn up. They kissed goodnight.
The next morning they saw a lawyer and contracts were drawn up. They signed them in front of the lawyer and his secretary and then Cliff took Marge out to lunch to celebrate their new partnership. After lunch, Marge made an appointment to see Bob at two o'clock. Cliff went home to practice the new songs. They had agreed to tell Bob that Marge was writing the lyrics; what difference did it make?
Marge showed up at the studio at about five before two. She told the receptionist that she had an appointment. The receptionist made a quick call and then ushered Marge into the office. Bob stood up and walked toward the girl. He closed the door behind her.
"Forget it. You're not fucking me in the ass.
As far as I'm concerned, I only got one love hole." Bob liked the girl's balls.
"So, Cliff told you everything."
"We have no secrets. We're going to be married some day."
"Would you like a drink before we discuss business?"
"That'd be nice. I'm a little tense." Bob made two drinks and then sat behind his desk. They discussed Cliff at great length. Marge then told Bob about the lyrics. She also told him that they had written five more the night before. He was amazed.
"Are they any good?"
"I can't answer for the lyric, but the music is great and with Cliff belting them out, who'll listen to the lyrics?"
"Do you think you could write six more in the next few days?"
"No problem." Bob did some calculating on a pad.
"We could release the songs, two at a time, and when he's made a name, as I'm sure he will, we'll release the album." They talked some more and Bob advised Marge about places to go for bookings. He also said that she could use his name.
"I haven't spoken to Cliff yet, I was just about to call him when you came. His record's in. We have the A&R men working on it now. He should be able to make the master tomorrow. I want you both in here tomorrow morning at ten. We'll record the first song with an orchestra and then he can record the other five roughly with his guitar for the A&R men to work on for next week. If you kids can write that quickly, you'll really go places." Bob got up as if to say that the meeting was over.
"What about my fuck?" He looked at Marge unbelievingly. "You fuck my lover, you fuck me." Bob came around the desk and took the young girl in his arms and kissed her passionately on the lips. He led her to the couch. He put his hand inside her blouse and played with her hard nipples. He unbuttoned her blouse as Marge began unbuttoning his pants.
"You got some cock, Bob." She fondled his large cock and played with the huge head. She jerked him off gently. He stopped her.
"Hold it, baby. I'm about to shoot." He stood up and began removing his pants. Marge walked to the door and locked it. She took her clothes off and lay on top of Bob who was already on the couch. She moved down on his body and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked softly for fear that he might come too soon. After a while she straddled him. She eased the big cock up her moist pussy and rode up and down on it. She leaned forward and sucked on his nipples.
"Baby, you're great." Marge climbed off the big cock and led Bob to the carpeted floor. She lay on her back and raised her legs. Bob sucked her pussy and worked his stiff tongue up her cunt. He licked her clit. Marge was going crazy.
"Fuck me, hurry up, put it in." Bob climbed on top of her and rammed his prick all the way up her hungry cunt. Marge gasped as she felt the first powerful thrust. She tightened her legs around his back and pulled him closer.
"Oh Bob, fuck me, fuck me hard. Hurt me." Bob pumped faster and harder. His cock rode in and out of the anxious pussy. Marge arched her hips and met his every thrust. She felt Bob's body tense and she started her own orgasm as he began shooting up her hole. Their juices met and they rode it out in bliss. When they had both caught their breaths, they stood and dressed.
"Don't worry about Cliff. I'll tell him what we did. He won't mind, he likes you. In fact, I think he'd like another toss with you. I don't mind that but I don't want you turning him queer."
"Don't give it a thought. The next time we have sex there'll be four of us. I know some groovy chicks who would love a foursome."
"That sounds good."
"Yeah, I had a lover once, but she got too possessive and I dropped her. I got to have cock, too."
"We're two of a kind. I prefer chicks, but I'd never turn down a good looking guy." Bob wrote something out on a piece of paper and handed it to Marge.
"Here's my home address. I'm separated from my wife and I have a big house all to myself. How about dinner Friday night about seven? Of course, I want you to bring Cliff along. I'll have my own date. Once we're in bed though, anything goes. You dig S&M?" Marge laughed and told Bob about her recent scenes with Cliff.
"Did you ever get fucked in the ass, Bob?"
"Yeah."
"You dig it?"
"I think it's a groove." That excited Marge. She was already making plans with her two way dildo.
"You dig getting tied up?"
"I told you honey, I dig everything." Bob was getting a fresh hard-on now. He came from behind the desk and kissed Marge on the lips. She grabbed his basket and squeezed it tightly. His breathing increased and she knew that she had a new disciple. She unzipped his fly while he was standing in front of her and took his hard cock out. She put the rod in her mouth and sucked furiously. Bob undid his pants and dropped them to his ankles.
Marge wet her fingers and worked them up his asshole. He was in a frenzy. When she found the lump that was his prostate gland, she massaged it and sucked harder. In seconds she felt the gland swell and Bob was coming. She sucked him dry and then released his cock. Bob pulled his pants up.
"Baby, we're gonna have us some fun Friday night."
"You can count on that." Marge kissed him a warm goodbye and promised to be there tomorrow morning with Cliff for the recording. When she got home, she called Cliff and told him to come over and to bring his guitar. She then called her music major girl friend and asked her over for dinner. The girl accepted when Marge explained why it was so important. She then took the roast beef out of the refrigerator and set it on the side. She washed some potatoes for baking. She had plenty of frozen vegetables and salad ingredients.
Cliff wouldn't be there for another half hour so she decided to shower. After she showered she felt refreshed. She dressed and set the table. She then prepared the salad and put it back in the refrigerator. She didn't want to be bothered with things while they were working. All she had to do was throw the roast in the oven later with the potatoes; the frozen vegetables would be no problem. She had just finished the salad when the doorbell rang. It was Cliff. She told him of her meeting with Bob and the fucking they did.
"Isn't he a great guy? Even though he fucked my best girl."
"Yes, he's great. I think we'll all work out very well together." Marge was thinking of her dildo.
"What time is dinner Friday?"
"He said around seven. I should have asked him what he was having so we could have brought a bottle of wine."
"I wonder who the chick is that he's gonna have there."
"Don't worry your little mind about that. Give me a kiss and go into the living room and go over those five songs. Linda is coming at seven and I don't want her to have to wait for you to have them down. Go ahead; I'll bring you a drink." Cliff kissed his girl and went into the living room with his guitar. He practiced all the songs over and over. When he thought he had them down pretty well, he called Marge from the kitchen. It was six-thirty. He played the five songs for her and she was very pleased. She went back to the kitchen and returned with fresh drinks.
"Put the guitar down and relax for a while. Linda will be here soon." Marge sat next to Cliff and gave him an affectionate kiss and squeezed his crotch.
"Hey, cut that out. We haven't got time. How'd you like your friend to come in and find us in bed?"
"Knowing Linda, she'd probably join us."
"Get it right out of your head. Linda's a sweet girl and she's engaged."
"No harm in asking." They drank their drinks and rapped and necked until the doorbell rang. Marge returned with Linda. Cliff was glad that she was engaged. She certainly was no looker. Marge introduced Linda to Cliff.
"You two get acquainted; I'm going to put the roast in." Linda and Cliff discussed music for a while. Marge returned with a drink for Linda. They got right to work. Marge gave Linda a pad and pencil.
"I won't need the paper, Marge, I brought my own music paper." Cliff played all the songs and Linda got them down on paper. She then asked to see the lyrics so that she could right them in. By eight-thirty they were finished. They all had another drink and then Marge went out to the kitchen to finish dinner.
"Soup's on." Cliff led Linda to the dining room. They had a pleasant dinner and then coffee.
"Oh my, I didn't realize it was so late. I have to get to class in the morning." Linda got and started putting her coat on.
"Would you like Cliff to drive you home?"
"I brought Ed's car. He's working nights." They all said goodnight and Linda left. Marge finished the dishes and Cliff went into the living room and turned on the stereo.
"All finished. How about a night cap?"
"I sure am. We have to have six more songs for Bob by next week and I want to start tomorrow morning. I go back to work next Monday so all we'll have is nights."
"You vacation's over already?" Cliff was disappointed.
"Yep, it's all over." They had one more drink and then Cliff left. They got together early the next morning and in a period of seven hours they had six more songs. Every one of Cliff's was perfect and Marge's lyrics fit right in. Then Marge threw Cliff out so that they could both get ready for Bob's dinner party.
"Don't forget. Pick me up at six-thirty." Marge straightened up the apartment and did some general cleaning. She showered and dressed and was ready at six-fifteen. At six-thirty Cliff showed up and they took right off for Bob's. When they arrived at his house they were duly impressed.
It was located in one of the better sections of town. Cliff rang the bell. Bob answered.
"Right on time. That's what I like, punctuality." He made them both a drink and they went into the living room. His own date, Judy, was sitting on the couch. He introduced them. Everyone sat and enjoyed the drinks.
"I figured we'd do the bedroom scene first and then we'll all have bigger appetites for dinner."
"Bob, I hope you're kidding."
"Of course I'm not kidding. What do you think I invited you here for?" Judy was in a rage. She put her drink down and got her coat.
"I think you're perverted and I'm leaving."
"Baby, you're no virgin and I can attest to that."
"I may not be a virgin, but I'm certainly no tramp." With that she barged out of the house. Bob, Cliff and Marge cracked up. Bob freshened all three drinks and they had some light conversation.
"I'd sure like to take my clothes off." Marge wasn't the shyest of girls. The two men stood up and Bob led his guests into his huge bedroom. They all stripped and hopped on the bed. The three bodies melted together naturally. After some preliminary necking, Marge took over.
"OK, on your stomachs." Both men obeyed and Marge took a belt from Bob's closet. She began beating both asses. Then men moaned and gyrated their hips, grinding their hard cocks into the sheets. She lashed ruthlessly at the white asses. Welts appeared. She grabbed her bag and took out the two way dildo and strapped it on.
She found a jar of grease on the night table and lubricated both assholes. She climbed on top of Bob and rammed the dildo up his ass. He moaned louder. She told him to kneel up. She fucked him dog fashion. Cliff got up and put some of the grease on his own cock and climbed behind Marge. He started to stick his cock up her ass.
"Hey, knock it off." Cliff slapped her hard in the ass and rammed his cock all the way in. Marge let out a loud gasp but kept pumping Bob. After a while she pulled the dildo out and pushed Cliff away from her ass. She climbed off the bed and guided Cliff's cock into Bob's asshole. She lay under Bob, on her back. Her head was under his cock and his head was above her pussy.
He sucked immediately at the damp box. She took his throbbing cock into her mouth and sucked greedily. No sooner had she the cock in her mouth when she felt his juices flowing. With a few quick thrusts, Cliff came in Bob's ass and then Marge, excited by the come in her mouth, had her orgasm. They all lay back and Bob lighted a cigarette and passed it around.
"It's pot. It'll get us horny again in no time." They all took deep drags on the grass. Bob lit another one and when they had finished it, they were ready to go again. This time, Cliff fucked Marge in the cunt while Bob fucked him in the ass. They carried on like this for two hours, changing positions. Finally, when they were all exhausted, they showered together. Bob gave them robes.
"No use in getting dressed right away. You never know what might happen after dinner." He made fresh drinks fro everyone and went into the kitchen to finish dinner. After a good meal and some after dinner drinks, Marge suggested that they go back to the bedroom. Both men were all for it.
"They had another healthy orgy and they all fell asleep in each other's arms. In the morning they made plans for another bash. They tossed in the hay one more time and then Cliff and Marge left. Bob gave them each a kiss on the lips. When they were outside Marge said: "You know what Cliff?"
"What honey?"
"We may be wanton, but we're certainly not wanting."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kim put the book on the floor and turned to her father. His cock was throbbing and his breathing was labored. She admired his strong chest and muscular arms. His legs were spread apart and his gigantic cock was still in his hand.
"Now do you see why I read these stories, Pop?"
"Yeah, honey, they're terrific."
"I have a lot more in my closet, as I guess you've seen.
"Yes, I've seen them."
"You can borrow them whenever y want."
"I don't think we'll have any more need work out frustrations with books in the future."
"What do you mean?"
"Just read one more short story and I'll show you." Kim was disappointed; she was ready for action now. She retrieved the book from the floor and commenced reading the next story.
INSATIABLE It seemed that the faster she ran the louder the footsteps got. Whoever was following her had a pronounced limp. The alley was endless. Her breathing became more difficult but she had to reach a street soon. He was walking and she was running; how could he sound so close? She rubbed against the concrete walls of the alley and her blouse ripped.
She felt her own warm blood flowing down her scraped arm and shoulder. One of her heels broke and she fell. She cut her face and bruised her knees badly. She couldn't stop; she had to keep going. Those irregular footsteps were ringing in her ears. She discarded both her shoes and continued her flight in mounting terror.
She reached the end of the alley, but there was no way out. An insurmountable wall marked the end of the dark alley. She huddled in a corner and heard the footsteps almost on top of her. Something brushed against her leg. It was a rat. Her scream flooded the alley and echoed her final terror. She huddled on the ground and waited for the inevitable.
Her eyes were closed tight. She knew that her heart couldn't stand the horror the shock of seeing his face would give her. The footsteps were deafening. They stopped. For one insane second, she thought she might be safe. Her hopes were dispelled by the smell of his rancid breath on her cheek. Her eyes remained closed. He pulled her blouse off and grabbed her breasts cruelly. His other hand worked up her skirt and jabbed roughly at her vulva. She screamed again.
"Stop, please. Leave me alone. Don't touch me." She clawed desperately at the offender.
"Janet, wake up. You're having a nightmare." She opened her tightly closed eyes and found herself in her own bed with her husband, Ed. That same dream. When would it stop?
"I ... I'm sorry, Ed." He turned the night lamp on. His arms were scratched and bleeding.
"In case you don't know it, you're my wife and there are certain obligations that go along with a marriage contract. I don't expect to be mauled for touching what's legally mine." Janet was repentant, but couldn't explain to Ed about her nightmare. He'd label it mental adultery or wishful thinking. He'd find some dirty name for it. If only she could tell him. Maybe he could help. All he ever thought about was himself. She felt his hard cock brushing against her leg.
"Lie on your back. I'm gonna finish what I started." She lay on her back, obediently. The horror of the nightmare robbed her of any sexual drive. She performed mechanically. He pulled up her nightgown and mounted her roughly. His hands were on her tits. Despite herself she felt her nipples hardening. His rough hands worked the mounds over and she felt that familiar chill of pleasure she always experience when her breasts were played with.
She felt the head of his cock brush against her pubic hair, looking for the hole that would swallow it and drain it of all its juices. He found the hole and with one quick thrust was all the way in. After the initial shock of the huge prick entering her, she felt a warm flow of contentment. Forgotten was the nightmare as she arched her hips to envelop the mammoth prod. She felt the heavy prick massaging her clitoris each time it rammed in and out. He was good; he was always good, but why was he so rough? She resented his roughness and loved it at the same time. Why didn't he ever kiss her when they were having sex? He treated her as if she were a machine; no warmth, no affection. He never even cared whether or not she came.
His breathing became more and more erratic and his pounding quicker. She knew he was near and she tried to work her orgasm up to meet his. She knew that she would never be able to sleep if she didn't come. She had to be fulfilled. She worked with him. She matched his rhythm. He was panting like a dog, a wild dog.
He let out a long groan and she knew he was coming. She could feel his rich juices filling her innermost being. She came with him and mingled her juices with his. She felt the love liquids flowing down her legs. He lay on top of her for a moment to catch his breath and then he rolled off of her and lay on his side, his back to her. In a minute he was sound asleep.
She thought about her dream. Maybe if she thought enough about it, she could force it out of her subconscious. She had never allowed herself to recall that horrible afternoon. Maybe that was it. She had forced the whole terrible memory into her subconscious. When she slept she had no control of her thoughts and the sordid memory would creep into her dreams.
She had been only eleven at the time it happened. On her way home from school, she had to pass the news stand on the corner. The old man that ran it was a cripple with a gnarled face. All the children called him names and threw things at him. He couldn't chase them because of his bad leg He had to content himself with yelling obscenities after them. On that particular day, he was standing outside his news booth as Janet passes.
"Hello, little girl. Want some free comic books?"
"No, thank you. I have to go home." Janet had been frightened and tried to get away. He had grabbed her arm.
"Don't be frightened of me. I'm your friend." He dragged her to an open doorway opposite his news stand. He shoved her into the hall.
"You're not laughing now, are you, you little scum. You can't run away now. Don't you want to call me funny names like your rotten brat friends do? Scared ain't ya? Old Mousy knows how to take care of bad little girls." Janet had been too terrified to scream. She had tried to reason with him.
"I've never called you any names, honest." He shoved her further into the hall.
"Shut up you little bitch." Janet had run the length of the hall, but there was no way out. She stood with her back to the locked cellar door as he advanced. She had never forgotten the horrible sound of those irregular footsteps. He was on her. She dropped her books and tried to push past him. It was then that she had gotten her first whiff of his rank breath. Her stomach turned as he grabbed her and pushed her back against the cellar door and pushed his ugly face against hers.
"What's the matter, brat, you afraid of old Mousy?" He had then pulled her blouse open and grabbed her young tits with his calloused hands.
"That feel good, chickie?" He squeezed the firm mounds roughly. His grimy hands released her sore breasts and pulled up her skirt.
"Let's see what we have down here. Maybe we have a little treat for old Mousy, eh?" His hands pulled her panties down and he inserted his fingers up her virgin pussy. She had screamed and he punched her in the stomach. She doubled over but his fingers remained up her cunt, torturing her with their roughness. With one hand, he took his cock out.
She still remembered that cock. It was short and stubby with ugly veins all over it. She could even smell it. He jerked it back and forth. His breathing had become heavier and she got the brunt of the foul fumes right in her face. He had begun muttering incoherently and a brownish white liquid shot all over her legs from his smelly cock. She felt the hot sticky fluid running down her legs.
"You ever tell anyone about this, missy, and I'll really fix you good. Understand?"
"I won't tell anyone, I promise. Please let me go." He had laughed in her face while he zipped up his pants. He turned his back on her and limped out the door back to his stand. Janet had ripped a few pages from one of her notebooks and wiped the gooey juices from her legs. She picked up her books and ran all the way home.
When she reached the safety of her house, she grabbed a piece of steel wool from the kitchen and fled to her room. She rubbed her legs with the coarse wool until she drew blood. She could still feel the juices. She had wondered if she'd ever be the same.
That had been a long time ago but Janet remembered every sordid detail. She looked over at Ed. He was still sleeping. She closed her eyes and fell into the first untroubled sleep she had had in a long time. She awoke, refreshed, in the morning and put on the coffee for Ed. When the coffee began perking, she woke her husband.
She was quite used to his grouchiness in the morning, so when she was sure he was awake, she left him to grumble to himself. Pouring herself a cup of coffee, she reflected on the events of the night before. Her reverie was interrupted by the sound of the shower going on.
She put a pot of water on and took two eggs from the refrigerator. The same routine every morning. At least she was sure there'd be no more nightmares. Maybe things could be like they were in the beginning. Ed used to be so considerate. Her mood was jubilant with anticipation when Ed lumbered into the kitchen and dispelled all of her hope for a new start.
"Same shit every morning. Boiled eggs. Can't you cook anything else?"
"I thought you liked boiled eggs. Every time I make an omelet or pancakes you complain."
"Forget it, where's the toast?" She got the toast and then poured his coffee. She made a mental note to prepare him a super-special dinner that night.
"I won't be home for dinner tonight. We have a client coming in and B.G. wants to take him out to dinner and I have to go along."
"Okay, Ed. I'll fix myself a light dinner and watch TV."
"I wish you had some of your own friends or some interest so you wouldn't make me feel so damn guilty every time I don't come home for supper."
"I'll be all right. You shouldn't feel guilty. I know you work hard."
"And thanks for the bananas and cream." Janet followed her husband's eyes to the bowl of bananas on top of the refrigerator. Every morning he had a bowl of bananas and cream. This morning she had forgotten. She went to take one from the bowl. "Forget it, I have to leave." He put on his coat, picked up his attach� case and left. Janet sat at the table and cried softly. Couldn't she do anything right? Was their marriage failing because of her? She felt defeated. The bananas oh, the fucking bananas. She jumped up from the table and grabbed one of the bananas. She was like a wild woman. She pulled her housecoat open and crammed the banana up her cunt. She forced it all the way up and enjoyed the pleasure/pain it gave her. She sat down in the chair and continued ramming the banana in and out of her cunt. She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.
The chair fell backward and she hit the floor, the banana still in her twat. She was unaware of the pain in her back as she played with the banana in her love hole. Her mind snapped and she tried to lose the banana inside herself. It wasn't big enough. She looked around and spotted the tall pepper mill on the sideboard, she pulled the banana out and grabbed the pepper mill. She stood it on the floor and sat on it. When it was in her to the point of bursting something, she lifted her weight and then came down on it again.
She was sure she was tearing something inside of her, but she didn't care. She was a failure. She felt herself nearing orgasm. She pumped up and down on the mill and remained in a perpetual state of near-orgasm. She needed a man, any man. She couldn't come like this. She dismounted the pepper mill and ran for the phone book.
While she was checking the phone book, looking for some service that would send a repairman or something, the door bell rang. She hurried to it and opened the front door. The gas meter reader was standing there in his grey uniform.
"Have to check your gas meter, ma'am." Janet let him in and as soon as she had closed the door behind him, she grabbed his crotch.
"Hey lady, take it easy." Janet ignored him and tried to open his fly.
"Jeez, you're really hot, ain't you?" Janet kept at his fly until she had it open. She reached in and took his cock out. It was nice and fat. She got down on her knees and sucked at it until it was hard. The man had stopped resisting her and was enjoying this distraction from his usually boring job. Janet opened his buckle and let his pants and shorts fall to the floor.
She discarded her house coat and lay on the floor.
"Fuck me. Fuck me." The meter man knelt between her legs and inserted his hard, fat cock up her hungry pussy. After the pepper mill, she had no problem taking all of his meat in her cunt.
Kim stopped reading, her father's hand was on her cunt. She put the book down and lay on top of him. She kissed him on the lips and he opened his mouth hungrily to take her tongue. She could feel his big meat rubbing against her belly. She lay on her back and let him take over. He crawled on top of her and sucked at her breasts. He chewed on the delicate, hard nipples. Kim was in ecstasy. She held on to his muscular shoulders as he descended to her cunt. He darted his tongue in and out of the virgin hole. Her legs were around his shoulders. He climbed back on top of her and eased his rigid cock into her virgin cunt.
Kim rose to meet the massive cock and impale herself on it. When he was all the way in Kim didn't think she could stand the pain. He stayed like that until her cunt muscles were used to the size of his manly cock. In a short time the pain in Kim's pussy turned to pleasure and she arched her hips, signaling him to begin pounding.
"Oh, dad, fuck me." They were both carried away with each other's bodies. He pounded gently at first, but then furiously into her loose pussy. Kim came first and then felt her father coming in her. His hairy chest brushed against her nipples, driving her crazy. As he came, he pumped harder and then let out a loud moan as he shot his last load. Kim could still feel her own juices flowing.
"Oh, dad, that was wonderful." She hoped that he wouldn't be getting the guilts.
"It sure was. You're like a pro. You sure you haven't done this before?"
"Never, but I've wanted to for so long I could taste it." They both lay back on the bed in each other's arms. Kim played with her father's cock as he caressed her young tits.
"I must have shot a pint. It's gonna be a while before I can come again." Kim picked up the book.
"I'll read you another story, that'll get you going. I'm gonna start a new one. That last one stunk. She began reading.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"George, I don't think it's natural for Minnie to still be sucking her thumb."
"Leave her alone. She's only a baby."
"Baby, my ass. She's twelve and a half years old."
"She'll get over it."
"Well, according to Freud, she's got an oral fixation and she'll either turn out to be the fattest woman in history or a sex maniac."
"Stop exaggerating; she's only a child. Give her time." George was not about to discourage his daughter from sucking her thumb. When she was six and his wife was in the hospital with their second baby, Minnie had asked her father if she could sleep in his bed. She was afraid of the thunder and lightning. George had said she could and she climbed in beside him.
He fell asleep and was awakened in a short while by a very pleasant sensation. He opened his eyes to see his daughter sucking his cock, his hard cock. He closed his eyes and pretended to be sleeping. It was the best blow job he had ever had. The kid really knew what she was doing. Even after he had come, she kept the cock in her mouth and fell asleep.
After that first night, he had invented excuses to have her sleep with him. He even went so far as to feign sleep while sitting in his easy chair when she was around. She never failed him. If they called it an oral fixation in the books, he wasn't about to discourage it.
Minnie devoted her whole adolescent life to sucking cocks. It became a religion with her. Part of the religion demanded that she keep her own body in tip-top shape so as to have every opportunity and advantage to entice men to her. She was a pleasant girl and did well in school. That, too, was part of her religion. Her mother must have no opportunity to punish her by making her stay home after school.
She knew that her father was always awake when she blew him. If he wanted it that was, it was okay with her, as long as she got his big meat a few times a week. Like most girls her age, she had a dildo. Her dildo had never entered her twat. She would fall asleep with it in her mouth. She was saving up to get one that could make you come.
When she was sixteen years old, she graduated high school in the top of her class. She had also had the whole male student body except for about seven fairies and momma's boys. Her reputation with the girls and mothers was impeccable. The boys were too smart to ruin a good thing.
The summer after graduation, Minnie and a few of her girl friends took a house on Fire Island. The house was located in a small community of mostly college students. There was plenty of cock out there, but most of the boys had their own girls. One day Minnie overheard two boys talking.
"You think Jack is queer?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"Haven't you ever noticed that he's never with a girl and he's always walking up to the beach toward Cherry Grove?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's a fag beach, dummy."
"Maybe he just likes to walk."
"Everybody knows about the meat rack."
"What's the meat rack?"
"It's a piece of woods where all the fairies go to suck one another off. They don't even care who they're sucking or who's sucking them, they just like to suck and get sucked.
They're like fucking animals." That was all Minnie needed to know. She cut her hair as short as she dared. Thank goodness the boys today were wearing their hair long.
She made excuses that evening and left her girl friends. She had on a light summer jacket and a pair of shorts. She wore no shoes. It wasn't a very long walk along the beach. She saw the lights of Cherry Grove. Her pussy was already wet. She walked away from the ocean toward the woods. When her eyes became accustomed to the dark, she saw a lot of men lurking in the shadows. Some were alone and others were engaged in various sex acts.
She walked up to one guy who was standing alone and knelt before him. She took his cock out and put it in her mouth. She sucked on it avidly and soon the boy came. He muttered a thanks and left. She was a little leery of getting into any of the group activities for fear she might be exposed.
She had about twenty cocks that night and went home with her stomach full of the precious come. She had found a gold mine. In the weeks that followed, she was there every night. She developed a reputation with the meat rack crowd, of being the best blow job on the island. Her secret was still safe; they thought she was a boy.
She learned a lot on her trips to the meat rack. She had never known that men got fucked in the ass. Even the masculine ones seemed to dig it. She was wondering what it would be like to suck her father off and fuck him at the same time with her dildo. The thought of it made her hot all over. Two days after the thought occurred to her she got a letter from her father. Dear Minnie, I will be out to see you this weekend. See if you can arrange some place for me to stay. I told your mother that I had a business trip, so don't spill the beans.
Looking forward to getting together with you again, and I'm sure you know what I mean. I've sorely missed our little meetings. Love, Dad The timing was perfect. Minnie had another single bed moved into her room and told her friends he would be visiting. She knew she could trust her friends. She met the ferry that her father was on Friday afternoon. It was good to see him again. He was so handsome. He kissed her lightly on the cheek. His cock was already hard in anticipation.
She led him to the house and they chatted along the way. When they got to her room, she showed him which drawers he could use.
"Want to go for a swim before dinner, dad?"
"That sounds like a great idea." He took his bathing suit out of his suitcase and began undressing. After he had his shirt and tie off he looked at his daughter.
"Come on, dad, quit the game. I know you enjoyed the blow jobs and you know I've seen your cock before."
"Speaking of blow jobs ... " George dropped his pants and exposed his long hard cock. Minnie fell to her knees and took the whole cock into her mouth. She sucked up and down on the fat cock and played with his balls. She put both her hands on his ass and separated the cheeks. She wet one of her fingers and worked around his asshole. He came too quickly. She had had only one finger in.
After dinner she would have another chance. The dildo and the cream were all ready. They went for their swim and then returned to shower for dinner. Minnie introduced her father to her two girl friends. After dinner they sat around the living room talking. Minnie suggested that they sit outside on the sun deck where it was much cooler. From the deck they had a beautiful view of the ocean.
"Want a drink, dad?" The two girls were shocked.
"Don't tell me you girls keep liquor in the house?"
"Yep, in fact, we usually have a few martinis before dinner, but we didn't want to shock you."
"You couldn't shock me. I would have loved to have had a few marts before dinner."
"Well, we'll pretend we haven't eaten yet and I'll make a nice batch of cold marts right now." As Minnie got up, Marge, one of her friends, stopped her.
"Stay there, Minnie. Talk with your father.
I'll make them." "Thanks, Marge."
"How do you like the island, Mr. Keane?"
"I love it and my name is George. Don't make me feel like the old man I am." Pat laughed.
"Sorry, George." George was sitting in his bermudas and his big cock was very much in evidence. He never wore underwear in the summer. Marge returned with the drinks and served everyone. George made a toast.
"To the three prettiest girls on the island." They all drank and then Pat made a toast.
"To George, who has the biggest meat on the island." George was shocked and looked at his daughter.
"Relax, pop, these are my best friends. We have no secrets and they can be trusted. Besides, they've been dying to get into your pants since I first told them about you." George relaxed and sipped his drink.
"Well, I can see this is going to be one very active weekend." After they all had a few drinks, Minnie suggested they go inside. Everyone agreed as it was getting cool on the deck. Pat lit a fire in the fireplace. George sat on the couch and Marge sat next to him.
"How old are you, Marge?"
"Seventeen, George." Marge put her hand on George's basket and fondled the semi-hard meat. Minnie and Pat were busy undressing. Minnie signalled Marge who, in turn, took her clothes off. They were all frolicking on the floor. George was pretty stoned from the martinis and his cock was roaring hard.
He put his face into Marge's crotch and began eating her pussy. Pat went down on his cock. Minnie hurried to her room and got her dildo and the ointment. When she got back, Pat was on her back getting fucked by George who was also eating Marge who was standing over Pat's head. Minnie came up behind her father's ass and began licking his asshole. When his ass was well lubricated with her spit, she stuck one finger in. She worked it around and could tell by his reaction that he didn't mind it at all. She worked three fingers in and he was going crazy. His cock was all the way up Pat's cunt and his tongue was working furiously at Marge's cunt. Minnie got the dildo and put the ointment on it.
She worked it gently into her father's asshole. When the full eight inches were in, she pulled it out and then rammed it back in again. She repeated this several times. Pat came with a loud groan and George shot into her pussy as he lapped Marge's hot juices. Minnie pulled the dildo out and put it on the side. She took her father's cock in her mouth and drank the last few drops of his come.
Pat went out to make more drinks. They all lay on the floor and relaxed.
"Minnie, what did you have up my ass?"
"A dildo." She showed him the eight inch dildo.
"You had all of that up my ass?"
"Yeah, how did it feel?"
"It felt great." Minnie was now forming her plan to get her father into the meat rack and fucked by a real cock while she sucked him off. She'd have to get him a little drunker first. The martinis kept flowing and finally Pat and Marge decided they'd get to bed. They were both very drunk. When they were gone, Minnie made some fresh drinks. Her father was drunk, but a few more drinks wouldn't hurt. She poured his drink and sat next to him on the couch. She knew that his ass was still well lubricated so she wouldn't have to carry any ointment with them.
"You want to take a walk along the beach, pop?"
"Yeah, might help sober me up a little." That was the last thing Minnie wanted.
"Let's have one more big drink and then we'll walk along the water together." She poured two huge drinks. Hers was pure water and his was pure gin. Yes, his was pure gin. He drank his like it was water and she sipped hers like it was gin. When he was almost finished, she took his cock out and sucked on it until it was hard. She kept sucking until she knew he was near coming and then she stopped.
"Oh, baby, why did you stop?" "I want to finish you in the woods." "In the woods? Where?" "Up the beach a ways there's a small cluster of woods. It's very sexy in the moonlight."
"You gonna bring your dildo?" Minnie knew now that her plan was safe. He wanted something up his ass while he was getting sucked off.
"No, I got something better for you." George was too drunk to question her last remark. He finished his drink and they left the bungalow. They walked along the beach until they came to the woods. Minnie led him in. When he saw the other bodies in there he hesitated.
"It's okay, pop, everyone does it." She led her drunken father further into the woods.
"Take your shorts off." He obeyed and removed his shorts. Minnie told him to kneel down dog fashion. When he was on all fours, she lay under him on her back and took his cock into her mouth. As she had planned, it wasn't long before someone saw the handsome naked body kneeling on all fours. The guy came up behind George and knelt behind him. Before George knew what was going on, he had a full cock up his well lubricated ass. He started to protest, but then stopped as the hot cock sent shivers up and down his prostate. Minnie sucked a little longer and then crawled out from under her father. George stayed in the dog position, enjoying the fucking he was getting.
Minnie watched for a while. She loved her father very dearly but there was something very exciting about this humiliation she was putting him through. The fact that he dug it made it more exciting. She crawled back under him and was just in time to catch his full load. The other party came at the same time and withdrew his cock.
"Thanks pal. You go the best ass on this island." He took off and Minnie started laughing. George stood up and put his shorts back on. He was fairly sober now.
"What's so funny?"
"You've got the best ass on the island." Minnie broke up and her father seeing the humor in the whole thing joined in with the laughter. They headed back to the bungalow.
"Do they come her during the day, too?"
"Yes, but I can't risk being discovered in the light."
"What do you mean?"
"They're all guys, fairies." George was astounded.
"You mean you were the only girl in there?"
"Yeah, I get a lot of mouth action that way. They think I'm a guy."
"Well, I'll be ... " The next day, Minnie noticed that her father disappeared a few times. She didn't care as long as he saved some for her. That night when she tried to use the dildo on him, he stopped her.
"Forget it, baby, I've had a busy day."
"Yeah, I know, you went to the meat rack a few times. How many times did you get fucked?"
"Five times and blown twice." Minnie smiled and went back to blowing her old man. She called Pete and Marge into the room and let them finish him off. She excused herself. It was dark and she had business at the meat rack. She showered and put on a clean pair of shorts. When she came out, the three were finished. Her father stopped, her.
"Where you going, baby?"
"I'll just be gone a couple of hours; I have a date with some guy I met on the beach today."
"You're not going to the meat rack?"
"Are you kidding? I'm exhausted. After this date I'm coming home and dropping dead. Are you going?"
"Not on you life. I'm not a fag. I didn't mind it once or twice, but I dig chicks. Guess I'll turn in early myself." Minnie left and headed for the meat rack. She had a good night. She had been there about two hours and had already sucked off eleven cocks. She was getting ready to leave when she heard a small commotion in the bushes.
She walked over to investigate and saw about seven guys standing in line. She walked to the front of the line and saw someone lying on his back with his legs in the air, getting fucked. It was her father. His eyes were closed and his arms were wrapped around the guy's shoulders who was fucking him. The guy next in line was playing with himself.
"Hurry up, Pete. I want in on that hot ass." Minnie smiled and started to head home, then she had a better idea. Why not help her father. She could keep all of those cocks hard for him while they waited. She started at the end of the line and sucked on the guy's prick. When it was hard, she moved to the next. She kept this up, moving back and forth in the line, keeping all the cocks hard. This went on for an hour.
While the last guy was fucking her father, Minnie waited in the background. When they were finished, George got up and put his shorts on.
"Have a good time, pop?"
"Why you little sneaker. How long have you been standing there."
"Who do you think's been keeping all of those cocks hard for you?" George laughed and hugged his daughter.
"Was that you who was going up and down the line sucking them off?"
"Yeah, that was me."
"I was getting annoyed at first because I wanted all of those cocks for myself. Then I realized that whoever was doing the sucking wasn't taking any cock. We're a real team?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm still thirsty." Minnie knelt down in front of her father and took his cock into her mouth. She worked her fingers up his ass. It was very loose and in no time she had her whole hand up there, past the wrist. She felt his prostate growing hard and then she tasted his hot juices. While he was still coming she withdrew her hand. It was full of come and she licked it all off. Then she turned her father around and licked the rest of the come out of his ass.
The next day, George made a few more trips to the meat rack. He returned to the bungalow and serviced his three girl friends. After an early dinner they walked him to the ferry and saw him off. He promised to be out again in a few weeks. Before he left, he gave Minnie a hundred dollars to go into things for the house.
Minnie had had more cocks than any girl she had ever met and still she was a virgin. She had no desire to be fucked in the pussy, she wanted it all in her mouth. Her masquerade in the meat rack went along beautifully until two weeks before the end of the season. She was busy sucking off one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen and in her excitement, she dropped her guard. Someone came up behind her and groped her.
"It's a fucking chick." Minnie had become a familiar face in the rack and she'd serviced all the regulars. They thought she was a young guy who just liked to suck and that was all. When they found out it was a girl, they were pissed. They felt that they had been made fools of. They got some rope and tied her to a tree with her cunt exposed.
One by one they fucked her. She was in agony, her agony was not the pain of her sore cunt, but the loss of all those beautiful cocks that could have been in her mouth. They left her there for six hours and everyone that came into the meat rack was told he had to fuck her. When they untied her, she straightened her hair and looked at her attackers.
"Does this mean that I can't come back?" They all laughed at her humor and sense of sportsmanship.
"Baby, you can come back whenever you like." Minnie walked to the guy who had spoken and grabbed his semi-hard cock. He was the first to fuck her, so he was ready for more action. She went down on him and sucked all of his juices.
"Honey, you're the best cock sucker I ever met. Tell me, who was that groovy guy you brought here one night, the one that digs getting fucked?"
"That was my father."
"Jeez, no wonder you worked so well together." The whole crowd walked down to the water and sat in the sand. Minnie kept their attention as she told them the story of her life and how she dug sucking. Right away they nicknamed her Minnie Mouth. She laughed at this play on words. It sounded like a fairy trying to say Minnie Mouse.
They rapped for about an hour and then one of the boys suggested that they all go back to his house. He had a huge ocean front house with plenty of food and booze. They all walked to his house. Minnie helped him make drinks for everybody and then she made a giant bowl of spaghetti. They all lay around the living room floor. Some having sex and others just sticking to spaghetti and booze.
Minnie was a member now and could have any cock she wanted. They liked Minnie. She was game for anything. She set up a buffet and everyone helped themselves. They were still lying around the floor, sucking and fucking when the sun came up. Minnie had told them about her two roommates and they were anxious to meet them if they were at all like Minnie.
Minnie got home about nine in the morning and told her roommates what had happened.
"So that's what you've been doing every night."
"Why didn't you tell us?" Minnie explained that she had been masquerading as a boy and pushing her luck. Three chicks and the whistle would surely have been blown.
"Christ, would I love to be tied to a tree and fucked for six hours!"
"My father's coming tonight and we're all invited to a Labor Day orgy at one of my new friends' houses. It's at seven-thirty." Minnie showered and went to bed. She slept for eight solid, untroubled hours. Pat and Marge met George at the boat. They didn't want to wake Minnie.
She was sleeping on her back. George tiptoed into the room and took all of his clothes off. He straddled his daughter's chest and dangled his cock in her face. She took the cock into her mouth without even opening her eyes. She sucked for a while and then opened her eyes and winked at her father.
"The girls told me what happened last night. I want some of that." He climbed between his daughter's legs and put his wet cock into her hot cunt. He held her legs on his shoulders and began thrusting his big prick all the way in. Pat and Marge came in to watch. Pat picked up the dildo and crammed it up her cunt. Marge wet her hand and worked around George's asshole. She inserted a few fingers and then George came.
"What time's the party?" "Seven-thirty."
"Did you prepare anything for dinner?" "Not yet, George."
"Good. Marge, there are four beautiful steaks in my suitcase. You want to throw them on while I shower?"
"Okay, boss." Marge got the steaks and went to prepare them.
"Pat, you're in charge of the marts."
"Yes, massah." Pat left to make the drinks.
"And Minnie?"
"Yes sir?"
"You're in charge of me." He fell on to his daughter and kissed her on the lips. Their mouths opened and their tongues searched each other's mouths.
"I love you, Minnie."
"I love you, too, pop . . . George."
"That's better. Now let's get ready for this orgy; my ass is very hungry." Everyone showered and dressed for the big night. They had cocktails on the deck and Marge had set the table on the deck for dinner. It was a warm evening. After dinner they had a few scotch and waters and then prepared to leave.
They got to the party around eight o'clock. They were the last to arrive. There were twelve other fellows there. Minnie introduced everyone all around. Tom, the host, handed them all drinks.
"I make the first one and then you're on your own. The bar is all set up. Feel at home." Minnie was glad to see that her father and her two friends mixed easily with her new playmates. After a few drinks, Tom suggested that everybody strip. There were no complaints as everyone undressed. There were towels placed all around the large living room and a few jars of ointment.
George came up behind Marge and fondled her breasts. She turned around and grabbed his hard meat. He lay her down and ate her pussy. He then mounted her and eased his cock up her pussy. She held him tightly as she bore the full brunt of his big cock entering her tight pussy, torn came up behind George and greased his asshole.
The well-lubricated phallus slipped into him easily. Minnie was working on two cocks at one time. She had them both in her mouth and was sucking for all she was worth. She looked up and both guys were kissing. Pat was getting fucked on her side while sucking off some young stud. Someone lay behind her and asshole. He entered her and the four bodies were a mass of movement. All of her holes were filled and she was in a dream world.
The rest of the fellows were in various positions on the floor, sucking and fucking. After everyone had come, Tom suggested that they freshen their drinks.
"My cook is going to make a big batch of spaghetti for us at midnight." Minnie looked at him.
"I didn't know you had a cook, Tom." "You're my cook, woman." Minnie laughed at the joke.
"And Pat and Marge will serve." Pat and Marge did a mock curtsy. George felt left out. "What about me?"
"We have other plans for you. Line up, fellows." Tom placed George on his back and put a jar of ointment and a towel next to him.
"Minnie, tell the girls what they have to do." Minnie caught on and instructed the girls about keeping the guys in the line hard. After the first guy began fucking George, the girls had eleven cocks to keep hard. Tom stopped the game.
"Wait, I have a better idea. Marge, come here." Marge walked up to Tom. He led her to the back of the line and laid her on her back. He counted down six from the back to the line and told them to turn around and face Marge.
"We're gonna have a race to see who's the best fuck, George or Marge. Whoever finishes first is the winner." The first guy on Marge's line hopped on her and began pounding away. Pat and Minnie continued sucking the cocks and making sure they stayed hard. Tom stood on the end of Marge's line. When Marge only had three more to go, George still had four. Soon she was down to two more and George still had four.
Minnie noticed this and worked on the guy next in line to her father. The guy fucking George, finally came and the one the Minnie had been working on so deftly hopped on her father's ass and came right away. She was working on the next guy now and when he got on George, he shot immediately. Marge was on her last fuck and George still had one to go. The guy came and Minnie released the last, who had almost shot in her mouth. He mounted her father and shot his load.
Tom shot in Marge at the same time so it was declared a tie. Minnie took her father's cock in her mouth and swallowed his heavy load. She then rimmed him and sucked out as much come as she could. Tom got down on Marge's pussy and ate out all the come he could. She had already come three times and when she felt the hot tongue up her cunt she came again. Tom licked all the juices.
"More drinks." Everybody freshened their drinks. They sat around on the floor and played records. Minnie was still crawling around the room sucking everyone's cock. Pat and Marge did the same. Tom sat next to George and put his arm around him.
