There is something about adolescence that encourages young people to try the unknown, the forbidden. The illicit, the taboo, seem more attractive and exciting somehow. Maybe this is because most young people feel their rights have been infringed upon for long enough, and now is the time for them to do their own thing. And perhaps it is strictly a biological phenomenon.
This is the story of a young girl who dares to try the unknown. Killy is a teenaged girl trying to find herself, trying to find out what makes - her budding body tick, trying to find out what life is really about. Like many young people, she often learns things the hard way.
THE ORPHAN GIRL'S ORGY is a story about a time that everyone must face, the fragile moment between childhood and maturity. It is a frightening and confusing time, but one which holds lessons which will remain for a lifetime.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Killy Banner was too young to know what a sex ring was, but she wasn't too young to become the victim of one. All she had to do was get mad and run away from home again.
Fed up with house rules, feeling like a prisoner, she stood on a curb with nothing but the clothes she wore-sandals, a little skirt, and a T-shirt.
With her blue eyes flashing with anger and her lower lip stuck out in defense, she held her hand out with thumb pointing.
A big black car stopped for her and in it sat Carl Anders, the last man in the world a girl should accept a ride from. But Killy didn't know that.
Carl reached across the seat and pushed the door open for her.
"Hop in," he said in a very nice way that would have fooled any girl.
Killy sat next to him and said thank you as she buckled up. The seat belt cut between her young tits, separated them neatly, and made them jut in her T-shirt even more pointedly.
The beauty of her cute tits was not lost on Carl, but he was careful not to let her see him looking at them-or at her naked young thighs.
"Where can I take you?" he asked as he drove on.
To his surprise, Killy growled, "Anywhere! Just away from here!"
That piqued his interest in her even more. At a red light, he said, "You sound angry. Having some problems at home?"
"Not any more," Killy said when the car was moving again. "I'm running away. For good this time!"
Carl's ears perked up. So did his cock in his pants. But he was a cautious man. He had to be. He needed to know more about how she thought, how she felt, if he was going to feel safe.
So he asked, "Won't your parents miss you tonight? They'll be worried."
"Who cares?" Killy snarled. "It's because of them that I have to run away. Besides, they're not my parents. They're my foster parents. My parents died in an accident when I was two. I've been an orphan ever since."
Carl drove in silence a few minutes, playing his cards right. Then, in his friendliest voice, he asked, "Want to talk about it? What happened to make you run away?"
"They beat me again," Killy said, and stared angrily out the window.
"Again?" Carl pressed on.
"They're always beating me," Killy told him. "Just because I play with myself. Every time they catch me, they whip me. Every time! Norma holds me down on my bed, and Jeff hits me with his belt."
Carl's cock throbbed in his crotch. "They did that to you today?"
"Just an hour ago!" Killy blurted.
If she had excited Carl so far, it was nothing compared to what happened next. Killy yanked her seat belt off, got up on her knees with her back to Carl, bent over, raised her little skirt in back, and said, "See!"
"Jesus!" Carl rasped. He white-knuckled the steering wheel, put his foot on the brake, and stared hotly at her naked young ass. From where he sat, her pussy looked like a cute little sandwich. His cock pounded in his pants.
And his blood rushed as he realized in a flash that Killy was a pushover, a ready-made victim. He wouldn't have to con the panties off of her or take the time to seduce her. She was obviously a brainless teen-just perfect!
Her cute ass had genuine welts on it, so he took a chance and stroked it with the tips of his fingers. Killy didn't pull away or object in any way, so he said, "You should put something on those. I have some lotion at my place."
Still no objection, so when Killy sat down and put her seat belt on, he took her to his apart- ment on the other side of town.
It was a small, one-bedroom place, but adequate for his purposes. Killy didn't know it, but his pad was a jumping-off place for unwitting girls destined for sexual exploitation among a nationwide group of horny perverts.
Once in his apartment, Carl double-locked the door. To his surprise-and no little pleasure- Killy went to the sofa, laid down on her tummy and hiked her skirt up in back.
"Jesus," he muttered to himself and went into the bathroom.
When he returned with the salve for Killy's wounds, he found her pretty legs parted a little more than they had been. He stared at her cute cunt and his cock stiffened in his pants. Did she know? he wondered. Had she seen it?
He sat on the edge of the sofa, dipped his big fingers into the cream, and applied it to the red welts on her naked ass.
"Mmmmm," Killy moaned as he rubbed the lotion all over her asscheeks.
"Does that feel good?" Carl wanted to know.
"Yes," Killy said in a whispery voice.
Carl's cunning mind calculated his chances of getting right to her pussy. She liked to play with herself. She had been beaten for it many times. And she told it all to him, like a silly girl who didn't know better. Everything was in his favor.
So he let his silky fingers slip over the curves of her pretty ass and touch her pussy. No reaction. No resistance. No scream or cry or coy remark. Nothing but her steady breathing. So he inched his fingers down, all the way to her soft, blonde pussy-fur. Then back up again. Down again. Up again. He smoothed soothing lotion all over her cute cunt.
He knew she would have to say something eventually. He was stroking her teen pussy, for Christ's sake! What would she say?
Killy moaned. "That feels good, too."
Well, I'll be a sonofabitch, Carl thought hotly.
After all the girls he'd had to slap around, tie down, and gag, Killy was a dream come true. An empty-headed doll. A horny young teen who wanted no more than to play with her pussy.
He soon learned why she was that way. He learned it as he rubbed her furry young cunt for her. After petting her pussy a while, he let his big finger slide up and down her pussy-crack. Her little clit erected for him, so he rubbed that, too.
It was then that Killy rasped, "If you keep doing that, I'll cum."
Carl detected a note of hope in her small voice. She wanted him to make her cum! That amazed him again.
Yet here was sexy young Killy, panting softly, hoping, as she slowly writhed her pussy against the fingers of a total stranger, a man old enough to be her father.
Carl thought about that. He didn't know much about psychology, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that Killy liked a man's hand on her pussy because she never had a father's affection. So Carl gave it to her.
"Do you like to cum?" he asked as he stroked her clit and pussy.
"Yesss," Killy hissed hotly, squirming her "unt against his exciting fingers. "When I was growing up in the orphanage, all I had to play with was my pussy."
Carl's cock got so stiff that it ached. Since she couldn't see him, he grasped it and milked it in his pants as he worked on her pussy, which had top priority right now.
He used the end of his thick finger to separate the puffy lips of her pussy, and inched it inside her wet, squinny hole. Killy gasped but said nothing.
When his finger was all the way up her pussy, she quivered. When he worked his finger in and out in a most exciting way, she shuddered. And when he did that and massaged her clit at the same time, she caught her breath.
"Oh," she panted. "Oh, oh, ohhhh! I feel it! It's gonna cum! Ohhh, mister, don't stop! Do more! Do more! Ew, ewww, ewwww! It's cumming!"
Carl squeezed his enormous cock and drilled all of his finger in and out of her cunt while he rubbed her clit, too. All hell broke loose.
Killy's ass jumped. Her legs strained and shook. Her pussy humped on his finger and twisted hotly on it as it plunged in and out.
"I'm cumming!" she announced to the world. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Ohhh, I'm cummmiiinnnggg!"
"Jesus!" Carl groaned through his teeth, and he thought his cock would burst right then and there.
"Excuse me a minute," he said thickly and left Killy writhing there.
He hurried into the bathroom where he tore his pants open, grabbed his thick cock in a tight fist, and pumped a huge load of cum into the toilet bowl.
That wasn't his usual style, but these weren't usual circumstances. Killy was one chick he didn't want to scare off. Since he didn't have to force her or tie her up or whip her into submission, why scare her? She was doing just fine on her own!
That was obvious to him when he got back to her. She was flat on her back now. Her blue eyes were all starry. Her pouty lips were parted for air. Her ripe young tits heaved in her tight little T-shirt. She had her short skirt way up on her flat tummy. Her naked, furry cunt was fully exposed and still writhing a little.
Carl gave her one of his disarming smiles- the smile that had charmed the panties off of lots of young girls-and Killy smiled back at him prettily. Her eyes flashed with little lights.
He didn't have to ask her what was on her mind. She told him. Her little pink tongue slipped across her lips to moisten them, and she cooed, "That was better than I do."
Carl's cock stirred again. No girl had ever complimented him before. They usually cursed him!
Dumb or not, Killy was sexy. So Carl sat on the edge of the sofa again and felt free to pet her pussy which was all hot and wet now. She didn't mind at all. In fact, she turned her hips a little to make it easier for him.
"Please, let me stay here with you! I don't have any where else to go. Please! I won't be a bother, I promise. I can do your housework. I know how. They always made me do it all."
Christ, Carl thought, I didn't even have to lock the fucking door! But he said, "Then you must be tired of doing housework."
"Oh, no," Killy said quickly, and humped her pussy a little. "I didn't want to do it for them. I want to do it for you!"
"Well, maybe we can work something out," he said.
"Oh, thank you!" Killy squealed, and sat up straight, all excited. She threw her slender arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. Her hard, pointy tits strained up at him.
Carl eased his thick tongue into her mouth and his finger eased into her juicy young cunt. His other hand traveled up inside her T-shirt to her proud, jutting tits and he played with them. Her nipples and clit all got stiff at the same time.
Killy pulled her mouth from his and rasped, "I'm gonna cum again."
So she lay back down, pulled her T-shirt all the way up to her chin so he could see her tits, spread her legs, and gazed hotly at his mouth.
"If you did it with your tongue ..." she groaned.
Jesus H. Christ! Carl thought, and got on his knees on the floor.
Killy pushed one leg off the sofa and her curvy young thighs opened into a big upside down V. Her pussy was like a magnet to his mouth. He planted his face in her horny crotch and stuck his tongue where his finger had been.
Killy moaned when he filled her hot pussy with wet tongue, and her eyes closed, and she mauled her tits as he licked his big tongue in and out of her cunt.
"Ohhh!" she moaned, and screwed her pussy on his tongue. "The minute we kissed I knew you'd do it good!"
Carl chuckled to himself, thanked his lucky stars, and ate her pretty pussy with a hunger. He took her firm, twisty asscheeks into his hands and squeezed them a lot as he tongue-fucked her humping cunt. And all the while, he watched her hands clutch and claw at her jutting, horny tits. She was hot!
He drilled all of his tongue into her pussy until she was gasping for air. Then he caught her quivery little clit between his lips and licked the hell out of it, even as he sucked it.
"Oh, mister!" Killy cried, tossing her pussy around. "I'm cumming! Oh, golly! Oh, mama! Oh, daddy! Oh, God! I'm cumming sooooo goooood! Ummmmmm!" Carl didn't stop eating her cunt until it was thoroughly drenched with her joy-juice. Then he sat back on his heels and stared hotly at her writhing, screwing pussy.
Wave upon wave of cummy pleasure washed through her young body and left her breathless.
"Oh, oh, oh!" she panted. "That was a good one!"
Carl chuckled. She was obviously a girl who had been measuring the intensity of her cums. If she was searching for mind-boggling ones, she was in the right place.
Her eyes fluttered, then opened, and she turned her pretty head to see him. A pretty smile played at her lips and she panted, "Thank you."
Thank you! he thought wildly. Christ! The last girl he'd done that to had screamed. Killy was definitely a different kind of girl.
He smiled at her. "You don't have to thank me for that. It was all my pleasure."
Killy heaved a sigh and her eyes sparkled at him.
"You're nice," she cooed. Carl grinned. "I think it's time we introduced ourselves, don't you? My name's Carl." "Killy," she said.
"Well, hello, Kelly. Pleased to meet you." "Killy," she corrected him. "With an i. Not Kelly."
"Sorry," Carl laughed, playing along with her teen nonsense. "That's a very pretty name."
"I know," she said. "It comes from Killian. I found it in a romance novel. I don't like my own name. I think Killy sounds cummy, don't you?"
"Cummy?"
"Yes. You know-sexy."
Carl chuckled. "Now that you mention it, yes, it is a cummy name. A cummy name for a cummy girl."
Killy giggled, and her eyes twinkled. "I'm glad it was you who picked me up. You don't mind if I'm cummy. That's why I want to stay with you."
Carl reached over and got his finger up her hot, wet pussy. He smiled at her. "When I first saw you, I thought you were a virgin."
"I am," she said.
Carl chuckled. "Then where's your cherry?"
"Oh, that," she said. "I thought you meant fucking. I've never been fucked yet. But I think I lost my cherry in the orphanage."
"How?" Carl asked.
"I told you," she said. "All I had to play with was my pussy. So I stole a banana from the kitchen and took it to bed with me. And a cucumber. I had a special one of those, sort of curved, you know? God, I used that one up my pussy so long that I had to throw it away. It got all mushy."
Carl's cock was understandably stiff again. He wondered what his next move should be. Would she balk if he mentioned it or took it out and let her see it? Is that when the struggle would begin?
But once again, Killy was way ahead of him. She was a girl who liked to think for herself.
"I know why you went into the bathroom," she said.
"You do?"
"Uh-huh. Because your cock was hard." Carl smiled. "You're a very smart girl-as well as cummy." Killy giggled. "I'll jerk it for you." "You will?"
"Yes," she said seriously. "I'm not a cock-teaser. Really I'm not. I know a girl should never get a man's cock hard unless she's gonna do something with it. And I know it got hard because you licked my pussy for me. The least I can do is jerk it for you."
It was the least she did. Carl saw to that.
"Let's get on my bed," he said. He took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom where he lay down. His cock was a huge lump in his pants.
Chapter Two
Killy stood at the side of his bed and gazed at his bumpy pants.
"I've never seen a man's," she said, more to herself than to him, and her eyes never left it.
She reached out and touched it.
"Your pants are wet there," she said. "It's been leaking." She rubbed her fingertips over the warm, slimy spot. "That means I got you very hot."
Her fingers moved to his zipper and she opened his pants. His wet cock jumped out as soon as it had an outlet. Killy's eyes went wide.
"It's so big!" she gasped. "Does it hurt?"
"Yes," Carl said truthfully. "I thought so," Killy said. "There was a boy at the orphanage who said his cock hurt every time he looked at me. I don't know if that was true or not, but I know his cock was hard every time I jerked it."
As she spoke, she curled her fingers around the thickness of Carl's cock and felt it throb in her hand.
"Golly!" she gasped and slowly milked it up and down. "Do you want me to go slow or fast?"
"Slow, then fast," Carl said.
So Killy moved a little closer, concentrated on what she was doing, and worked her fist up and down on his rigid cock. Her sliding hand drew silky juice down from his cock-head, and then his whole cock got wet.
"Wow," she said. "You leak a lot." Her young mind was working well. She glanced at Carl. "I guess that means you cum a lot, too."
"Is that okay?" Carl chuckled.
"Uh-huh. I don't mind. I think it's neat how a cock shoots. It's really fun to watch."
Carl groaned. His cock bulged in her pumping fist. His balls ached. He wanted more than her hand.
"Did you ever suck a boy's cock in the orphanage?" he asked.
"Once," Killy admitted. "But we got caught and he was transferred."
"I want you to suck mine," Carl said.
"Gee," Killy said, "I don't think I can."
"Why not?"
"It's too big for my mouth!" she gasped.
"Give it a try," Carl urged. When she hesitated, he took advantage of her good nature. "After all, I didn't just finger your pussy. I ate it."
"Oh, that's right!" she gasped. "And I came good! I'm sorry. I'll suck your cock."
She lowered her face to his cock, parted her lips for it, and took it up into her small mouth. Her lips stretched into a big O as she bobbed her head up and down. Half of his big cock fucked smoothly in and out of her mouth.
"Lick it, too," Carl said in a heavy voice.
So Killy swirled her tongue around and around his cock-head as she pumped and sucked. Her fist rode up and down nicely on his stiff cock and she sucked like a baby as her little tongue twirled around.
Carl gritted his teeth and groaned. His cock surged in her sucking young mouth. Killy pumped faster and sucked harder. His cock stiffened, jumped, jolted, and then exploded. Big globs of jism gushed out of it and filled her mouth.
She gasped and gulped down his thick cock-cream. But her mouth filled again, and again, which amazed her as she gulped and gulped. Even then, some of his cum squirted from the corners of her mouth and dripped down his cock like hot wax on a candle.
When his cock stopped spitting at her, she slipped her juicy mouth off of it and licked her lips.
Unexpectedly, she dipped her head down and licked his cum off of her fist and then off of his cock. Her tongue caught the last drop before it reached his balls. Carl groaned when she licked so close to his hot balls. If it surprised him when she licked all of his cum like that, it totally amazed him when she clung to his cock and climbed onto the bed between his thighs. He opened his legs for her and stared at her to see what she was up to.
Killy got down on her elbows and held his cock in both hands and gazed up at it like a vestal virgin before an idol of worship.
Carl was stunned. Most girls were frightened when they saw his giant cock. Killy was hypnotized by it!
Ignoring him completely, she licked her tongue up the full length of his cock, from his balls to his bulging cock-head. She licked her tongue all over that for a while, then licked back down to his balls. Then back up again. Up and down, up and down, as if he weren't even there. His cock never did get soft.
Carl could only stare in wonder as the remarkable girl did things to his cock that other girls had to be forced to do. To his mounting pleasure, Killy licked his cock like it was an ice cream cone and, when it was throbbing hotly, she took it back into her mouth and sucked it like it was a popsicle.
Her wet mouth slid up and down, up and down, and his cock-head nudged the back of her throat again and again. His cock grew enormous and stretched her lips, but she went right on sucking and licking like he told her to.
"Killy," he groaned when his cock surged in her mouth. "Play with my balls!-" So she did. She bobbed her head and lashed his cock-head and pumped his cock-shaft and toyed with his big, hot balls.
Then she got a surprise. No one had ever told her about balls before. She thought they just hung there for no reason at all. But when she did what Carl wanted her to do, and she fondled his balls as she sucked and licked, his cock erupted like a volcano for her.
She instinctively squeezed his balls, and big wads of thick cum gushed out of his cock into her mouth and down her gulping throat. She didn't stop sucking until his cock stopped shooting.
Then she knelt up between his thighs, stared at his cock in wonder. "That's amazing! I didn't know a cock could shoot that much!" She rubbed her tummy. "It feels like I drank a whole pint!"
Pleased with her, Carl drew her down beside him on the bed. He fondled her hard young tits through her T-shirt.
"Was that good for you?" She slipped her hand onto his cock and held it.
"Very," Carl said. "I didn't expect you to suck it twice."
"Why not?" she asked. "You made me cum twice. Once with your finger and once with your tongue. It's only fair."
Carl chuckled. "Do you mean if I make you cum ten times, you'll make me cum ten times?"
"Yes," Killy said. "They taught me that in the orphanage."
"They did?" Carl said, raising her T-shirt.
"Not about the cumming," she explained as she milked his cock. "They said anytime somebody does something nice for you, you should do something nice for them."
Carl laughed and played with her naked tits while she enjoyed his big cock. And he wondered what else the orphanage taught her.
Killy was thinking, too. She was thinking that if she kept playing with his cock and if he kept playing with her tits, her pussy was going to get awfully hot. Just the thought of it made her squirm on the bed.
As usual with her, Carl misunderstood and said, "Are you uncomfortable?"
"No," she replied. "My pussy's acting up again."
Carl's cock stiffened in her hand when he heard that. No wonder she was a problem child, he thought. She was the horniest, cummiest girl he'd ever met.
With her cummy pussy in mind, he looked over at his dresser. He gazed at the bottom drawer because he knew what was in it-ropes, a little whip, fur-lined handcuffs and ankle-cuffs, and an assortment of dildos and vibrators of various shapes and sizes.
He pushed off the bed. "Just a minute. I have a little present for you."
But it wasn't little. Not to Killy. When he handed her a full-sized plastic vibrator, she could only hold it and stare at it wide-eyed.
"What is it?" she wanted to know.
Carl laughed. "You don't know?"
"No," she said.
"Well," he said, "I guess there are some things they didn't teach you in that orphanage." He sat on the bed. "Spread your legs."
Killy let him take the vibrator from her and she opened her legs as she pulled her skirt up.
Carl leaned an elbow between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy with the blunt end of the sex-toy. He worked it up and down her cunt-slit.
When it excited her pussy-lips, she moaned. When it stroked her clit and made it tingle, she panted. And when it got into her cunt and Carl moved it in and out, she caught her breath.
"Ohhh, wowww!" she moaned, humping her pussy on the thing. "So that's what it's for! Get it deeper! Ewww, that's amazing! Move it faster. Ummm, that's nice!"
Carl fucked her cunt with it and watched her get hot for it. Her pussy-mouth made a big O around its thickness as he worked it in and out, deeper and deeper. He soon had her fucking it.
"Oh, Carl!" she gasped. "It feels good!"
"That's not the half of it," he said, flipping the little switch on it while it was embedded in her squirmy cunt.
"Oh!" Killy gasped. "What did you do? Oh, my God! It's alive in my tummy! Ew! Ew! Ohhh, Carllll, do morrrre!"
He didn't have to. When the buzzing vibrator made her cum, she thrust her hands down, took it away from him, and pulled it deep into her spasming, cumming pussy. All Carl had to do was watch and enjoy the show.
Her eyes closed and her mouth opened. Her tits strained and her legs quivered. Her ass churned and her pussy screwed. She humped and twisted and writhed and fucked wildly as she came like crazy.
Wrenching her pussy on the vibrating sex-toy, she gasped. "Oh, wow! This is wild! I'm cumming so good! Ohhh, a girl could cum forever this way!"
Carl wasn't afraid she'd fall in love with it. There was a method to his madness. He just watched and waited until Killy was a mass of hot, writhing female flesh on his bed, then he took the vibrator away from her-quite suddenly.
Killy's eyes shot open. "Wh-what are you doing? Give it back! Put it in me! Carl! Oh, please!"
Carl knelt up between her trembling legs, gripped his swollen cock. "I want to fuck you, Killy."
Killy got all flustered. "You can't!" she gasped. "I'm a virgin! I mean, I've never been fucked!" She caught her breath and gasped some more. "It's too big! It won't fit in me!"
Carl grinned lewdly at her. "The vibrator fit."
Killy looked stunned. "Oh! It did! Golly! I'm all confused now!"
Carl took advantage of her confusion and her teen passion. He covered her gaping mouth with his and fucked her brains out.
As he tongue-fucked her sexy mouth, he wedged his thick cock into her tight young cunt. It was very tight. But Carl had busted a lot of tight cherries in his day, so it was no problem to get bis big cock fucking deep into her quivering pussy.
Killy went wild as a real live cock fucked her pussy for the very first time. Like so many girls, she'd often wondered what it would be like to get fucked. She just didn't expect her first cock to be a man's. Nor did she expect it to blow her mind. But it did.
Carl forced every solid inch of his massive cock into her virgin pussy and powered it in and out like he was trying to kill it. He fucked her as if she were the last girl in the world. And Killy saw stars.
Her eyes rolled in her head and her mouth sucked on Carl's probing tongue. Her hot young ass twisted on the bed and her pussy sucked his probing cock.
Her breath came in little gasps as his big cock streamed into her cunt. Her fingers clawed at his shoulders and her toes curled.
Wave after wave of cummy pleasure drowned her senses, and she screwed and humped and fucked wildly on his drilling, plunging cock. Her whole body writhed and churned and twisted under him as she came and came and came.
It got worse when Carl shot off. Her horny young cunt sucked him off. His cock swelled up and plunged deep into her cunt where it exploded like a stick of dynamite. Huge wads of thick cum gushed out of his piss-hole, and her hungry young pussy ate it all.
"Mmm! Mmm! Mmmm!" she moaned hotly as she came on his spitting cock. And she couldn't stop shaking with cummy pleasure even after Carl pulled his wet cock out of her squirmy cunt.
She writhed and moaned for a long time, thoroughly fucked and totally dazed by it all. When she finally got her eyes open and focused, she panted, "So that's what it's like! Golly!"
She caressed her tingling tits and pet her purring pussy. A smile played at her pouty, wet lips.
Her eyes sparkled. "I'm glad you did that. I don't feel like a virgin now."
Carl shook his head in wonder. Every time he expected harsh words, Killy surprised him. She looked genuinely pleased about getting fucked.
"It's gonna be really nice staying with you now," she purred, stroking her pussy. "You're not like other people. You like me to cum."
All emotional, she sat up and hugged him and kissed him a lot. Then their mouths glued together and Carl lifted a hand up under her T-shirt to feel her tits. Her hand fell to his lap and her fingers curled around his cock. She trembled in his arms.
Her wet mouth slipped from his and she whispered, "Carl . . . fuck me again."
Chapter Three
Killy squeezed his cock and realized that as horny as she was, Carl's nice cock couldn't help her at the moment. It could only be played with in its present condition. But she was already in love with fucking.
"Lay back," she rasped.
Carl smiled to himself and did as she asked. He had fucked other girls more than once in a night, but each girl had had to be forced to make his cock big again. Not Killy.
Happy to be away from home and her foster parents, happy to be here on her own in Carl's nice apartment, happy to know she could suck a man-sized cock, and happy to fuck, she took his cock into her mouth and sucked it, licked it, and fondled his balls.
His cock erected so fast for her that even he was amazed. And Killy paused in her sucking just long enough to gasp, then blew his cock with such passion that he thought she was trying to suck him off. But she wasn't.
When his cock was a column of throbbing steel, she eased her wet mouth off of it. A small gasp escaped her lips as she rolled onto her back. She pulled her T-shirt up above her achy tits and raised her little skirt up onto her tummy.
Carl moved on the bed and she spread her young legs wide. When Carl got on his knees, her eyes watched his big cock all the way to her pussy. She trembled a little when his swollen cock-head kissed her cunt.
A horny little smile played around her mouth when she felt his cock-head wedge between her pussy-lips. She gasped a little when it lodged in her cunt-mouth. And she whimpered when he inched his thick cock into the wet tightness of her pussy.
Then her head fell back on the bed and her eyes closed as she felt his cock-head urge its way into her belly. It separated the walls of her cunt all the way, big and thick in her body.
Carl gritted his teeth and worked his cock deep into her until his cock-head bumped her womb and his hot balls kissed her ass. When his cock was embedded in her, he leaned over her and took great pleasure in eating her tits as he fucked her.
Killy swam in a sea of cummy pleasure as he licked her tits and sucked her spiky pink nipples and worked all of his immense cock in and out of her hot pussy.
She was more aware of this fucking than the first one, as if the first one had awakened her virgin pussy to its happy destiny-a cunt meant for cock.
"Ohhh!" she moaned after a few long strokes of Carl's huge cock.
Carl grinned to himself, devoured her jutting young tits, and fucked his cock in and out of her pussy slowly at first, then faster and faster.
Killy moaned again when his big cock moved faster and her pussy squirmed on it. Then, as he fucked his cock deeper and deeper, her pussy clenched and writhed and humped in time with his thrusts.
She moaned then, and her fingers got caught in his hair as she pushed her aching tits up at his sucking mouth. Her hot young ass strained up off the bed and shivered in mid-air as she twisted her pussy on his plunging cock.
Carl reared back and drilled every solid inch of his cock into her body. His cock-head dived into her belly. His balls smacked her ass hard. And Killy cried, "I'm gonna cum!"
So Carl sucked harder on her cute tits and powered all of his cock in and out of her tight, clenching cunt-again and again and again.
Killy squealed, "I'm cumming!"
Her head rocked. Her fingers clawed at his hair. Her tits wrenched in his mouth. Her legs shivered and shook. Her ass screwed around. And her pussy jerked and humped and fucked fast as she came.
Then Carl went after his jollies. He reared back and plunged his cock deep into her spasm- ing cunt. He banged her and screwed her and fucked her so hard that he pounded her ass back down into the mattress.
Pinning her writhing ass to the bed, he buried his cock in her pussy to the hilt. Sucking her firm, twisty tits, he pumped his load of cum into her squirming, wrenching belly. And that made Killy cum again.
"Oh, my God!" she shrieked. "I'm cumming again!"
Her legs flew up into the air in a big V. Her toes curled and uncurled as her feet shivered like her legs. Carl fucked her lights out.
He drew his cock back and drilled it into her cumming cunt, over and over again, and pumped all of his jism into her. Her whole body shook with cummy pleasure as she came hotly on his fucking, shooting cock.
"I'm cumming!" she squealed. "I'm cumming! Ohhhh, Car 11111! I'm cummiinngg!"
When her quaking was finally over, Carl did a push-up on his hands and gazed at her luscious tits with his cock still embedded in her pussy. Her eyes were sparkling.
"If Jeff had done that, I never would have left home," she said.
Carl had to think a minute, then he remembered. "Your foster father?"
"Yes," she said with a little sigh. "I peeked one night and watched him fuck Norma, and I guess it got me kind of horny because the next day after school I took a shower and came out in just a towel because I knew he would see me, but he got mad and called Norma and she held me down on the bed and he beat me with his belt. If he fucked me instead of beat me, I think we could have been good friends. Like you and me."
She gave her pussy a little hump on Carl's cock. , "You're so good to me," she purred, and gave him a big kiss.
The sudden hump of her soaked pussy made it clench on his drenched cock, and it slipped out of her cunt with a little squishy sound. Killy giggled because that tickled her pussy.
Carl lay beside her with a hand on her pussy. She held his cock. Carl rested while she basked in the afterglow of her cummy pleasure. What a find, he thought hotly.
"Tomorrow I'm going to take you shopping for some clothes," he said.
"You are?" Killy gasped, pleasantly surprised. She got up on one elbow so she could see his face-and his cock in her fist.
"Yes," he said, smiling at her. "You need more than that T-shirt and skirt."
He couldn't help remembering the girl he'd kept locked in his apartment for weeks. Her dress was a cummy mess when she left. But Killy wasn't a hellion like she was, so she deserved more.
"You don't have to do that," Killy said, and gave his cock a nice squeeze. "I'll wash these every day."
"I want to," Carl told her, and fingered her clit a little. "Just one thing, though. I get to pick out your clothes."
"Okay," Killy agreed. "Only ..."
"Only what?" he probed.
"Please don't buy me any undies."
Carl looked at her. "No?"
"I hate undies," she told him. "The orphanage and my foster parents always made me wear them, and punished me when I didn't.
But my tits don't need a bra, and panties just get in my way. They're always wet anyhow."
"All right!" Carl laughed. "Whatever you say, kitten. No undies!"
"Oh!" Killy gasped all of a sudden, and her fist tightened on his cock.
"What's the matter?" Carl asked.
"You called me kitten!" she rasped. "I've always dreamed a dad would call me that! Golly! Now I know I belong here with you!"
Flushed and breathless, she pressed her mouth down on his, licked his tongue when he gave it to her, and rolled her thumb around and around his silky cock-head like a little tongue.
As she kissed and played, she rubbed her tits against him and her pussy twitched against his wet fingers. A new kind of thrill rippled through her body. It began in the middle of her belly and spread out in all directions. It was a fuck-thrill.
When she felt it, she broke the hot, wet kiss and rasped, "I think I wanna fuck again."
"I think you do, too," Carl chuckled, and rolled with her on the bed.
"Shouldn't I suck your cock first to make it stiff?"
Carl chuckled again. "Your pussy will make it stiff."
He was right. He rubbed his cock all over her hot crotch and up and down her pussy till it was hard enough to put in, and once it was in, her cunt did the rest. His cock got so stiff that Killy trembled on it.
"Oh, golly!" she panted, already moving her pussy on it. "It gets so big in me!" She fucked her pussy on his cock. "I thought being a virgin was fun, but fucking is fantastic!"
Carl groaned deep in his guts, lust-driven by her again, and he plunged all of his cock into her horny young cunt. Killy loved it. Especially when she came.
"I cum more when we fuck!"
For a girl who loved to cum and who had been punished so much for it, getting fucked was a dream come true. And she fucked hotly because of that.
To Carl's increasing pleasure, she humped and screwed and fucked wildly for him. Her pussy opened like a flower and swallowed all of his big cock hungrily. And each time his bulg- ing cock-head lunged into her pussy, she gasped.
Hot seconds later, she squealed. "I'm cumming!"
"So am I!" Carl said through his teeth.
His cock drilled and her pussy humped. His cock plunged and her pussy twisted. His cock fucked into her and her pussy fucked back. His cock exploded and gushed lots of cum and her pussy creamed and drowned his jism in hot juice. Cock and cunt writhed and wrestled with each other for a long time.
This wild fucking left both of them short of breath. Carl collapsed beside her, and she stared, starry-eyed, up at the ceiling, her thoughts running wild. Now she knew what the new tickle was in her belly. It meant she needed to fuck.
And it would have driven her crazy if Carl hadn't fucked her. She was sure of that. It was only when his big cock pumped cum that it stopped itching. It was his jism that put out the flames and made the tickle go away.
She was about to tell Carl about it when she heard him snoring. So she got her new vibrator from the pillow where she had left it. She hugged it like a doll, curled up like a kitten, and slept like a baby.
She was the first one to wake up in the morning. The first thing she saw when she opened her pretty eyes was her new sex-toy. She smiled at it and gave it a little kiss.
Then she parted her lips and took a few inches of it into her soft mouth. She worked it in and out a few times, licked it a little, and gave it a couple of hot sucks. Then she set it on the small table beside the bed.
She sat up and looked at Carl's naked cock. It was flopped over on his pants. It was thick, but curved now. She wondered if it could get hard while Carl was asleep. She had to find out.
So she reached over and lifted his cock up. It was heavy, but soft, like a sponge. She milked it a little. She felt it stir.
Fascinated by it, she leaned over and slipped her mouth onto it. Her ripe young lips ovaled around it and she licked at it with the tip of her tongue. His cock grew stiff in no time.
She moaned on it and snuggled closer so she could suck it better. The more she sucked, the bigger it got, just as if Carl were awake. That amazed her, and she wondered if the opposite was true. If a man sucked a girl's pussy while she was asleep, would she cum?
Then she wondered if she could make Carl cum while he was sleeping. So she tried. And soon learned that, no, she couldn't. When she bobbed her head and licked his cock and tickled his balls, he woke up.
He took one look and groaned. "Jesus!"
"Good morning," Killy said with an impish smile on her face. "I just wanted to see if you could cum in your sleep."
Carl chuckled and rolled off the bed onto his feet.
"Come on, sexy," he said. "Let's take a shower. We've been in these clothes all night."
He stripped naked, so Killy did, too. Then he took her by the hand and led her into the bathroom where they took a shower together.
That was a first for Carl, too, in a way. He usually had to drag the girl, bound and gagged, off his bed and into the bathroom, and then tie her hands to the shower head.
He always liked the last part so, after they had washed and rinsed, he asked Killy to hold the shower head with both hands.
"Why?" she asked, but did it.
"So I can look at you like this," he said, and he stared hotly at her jutting, straining tits, all pink and fresh with cute pink tips. Killy liked the way he looked at them, which was also different for Carl.
"Stay like that," he said hotly, and kissed her mouth. Then he lowered his mouth to her arching tits and licked them all over, nipples and all, and Killy giggled because his scrapy tongue tickled.
When her pink nipples spiked for him, he licked his way down to her cute pussy. He gripped her ankle and lifted her foot to the edge of the stall, which exposed all of her cunt to him. Then he stroked her curvy ass as he ate her pussy.
By the time Killy came-all shivery and gaspy -his cock was immense and throbbing. He turned off the water and sat down with his back to the wall and his knees wide apart.
Killy saw his huge, stiff cock and let go of the shower head. She dropped to her knees and grabbed his cock between her hands.
She lowered her open mouth to it and sucked it and played with his big balls. She didn't stop until he busted his nuts and pumped a full load of cum down her gulping throat.
After they both had a nice cum, they dried themselves and got dressed in the bedroom.
As Killy tugged her little skirt up her legs, Carl said, "You won't have to wear that all day."
And she didn't. He took her to a nice restaurant for breakfast, which she liked a lot, then took her to a big department store where he bought her some clothes. The deal was that she would model them for him. Killy couldn't wait to get home.
Once there, Carl sat in his easy chair and waited for Killy to come out of the bedroom. She appeared bright-eyed, in a blue shirt that was open to her navel and matching shorts. She twirled around a few times for Carl, then moved up to him.
He smiled and touched the little bumps her nipples made in the shirt. Then he stroked the hard curves of her half-naked tits. Grinning lewdly at her, he stroked her naked thigh and slid his fingers all the way up into her shorts to her furry young cunt.
After he diddled her a while, she pranced into the bedroom and came back wearing a cute little minidress, cut low across her perky tits and high on her curvy thighs.
She modeled it a moment, then perched her cute little ass on his lap. His mouth captured hers and he tongued it as he bared her tits and played with them. Then he pushed her dress way up and she spread her legs so he could look at her pussy. He pet it awhile.
When her pussy purred and his cock was a big bulge in his jeans, Killy slipped off of his lap and hurried to the bedroom. She returned a few moments later, looking delicious in a new miniskirt and a yellow teaser-top, a minishirt that ended abruptly just below the thrust of her tits.
"I'll wear these today, okay?" she cooed.
She stood in front of Carl and let him feast his eyes. Her top was really a teaser. Teased by it, Carl dipped his head and peeked under it. Her tits looked luscious from this angle.
1 'Come here,'' he said hotly, and gripped her slender hips between his hands.
He pulled her between his thighs, wiggled his face under her little shirt and attacked her tits with lips, tongue and teeth. Killy gasped when he sucked them hard, and a tremor ran through her. His passion was contagious.
"Carl," she panted. "Suck my pussy, too."
Chapter Four
Carl leaned back in the chair, brought his thighs together. "Stand up here!"
Killy giggled and stood up on the chair, one foot to each side of him, her legs wide open.
"Hold your skirt up," Carl rasped. Killy drew her short skirt way up to her tummy and pushed her pussy forward for him. He filled his hands with her curvy asscheeks and licked her cunt all over. He had a worm's-eye view of her scrumptious tits.
So he licked, sucked and tongued her pussy, and took lots of peeks up at her jutting young tits. It was delicious to tongue-fuck her hot cunt and watch her horny tits quiver.
But he could do that only so long. Killy got very antsy after a while. She panted and gasped a lot, and got so hot that she couldn't keep still.
She humped her pussy and mauled her tits. "Carl! I wanna cum on your cock!"
So Carl unzipped his jeans and freed his aching cock so Killy could sit on it. He gripped her by the hips and pulled her down on it.
"Oh!" she gasped. "What a horny thing to do!"
She reached under her crotch, grasped his big cock, and got her wet pussy down on it. When she sat down, his whole cock disappeared up into her cunt.
"Oh, wow!" she cried hotly, and fucked her pussy on it.
Carl squeezed her hot tits as she rode up and down on his cock as if it were a pony. Killy came right away and her soaked, screwing pussy sucked him off. He thrust his cock up into her and busted his hot nuts.
"Ohhh!" Killy moaned. "How fun! Can we fuck this way again after lunch?"
"You bet!" Carl laughed, and they did.
Killy enjoyed it even more the second time, and as she came on his stiff cock, she rasped, "I never heard of fucking this way!"
"There are a lot of things you never heard of," Carl said thickly. "But you will. For today, though, we'll fuck this way."
"Goodie!" Killy laughed.
Since she liked being on top so much, Carl gave her a special treat after dinner that night. He had her get naked with him on the bed and he lay on his back with his cock sticking straight up in the air.
"Come sit on it," he invited.
Killy giggled excitedly and mounted him again. Her wet pussy sank down on his rigid cock and she went wild on it. She clawed and clutched her horny tits as she bounced up and down. Carl enjoyed her teen passion for fucking -that night and many more nights.
The clothes he'd bought her were great turn-ons. The very next day she wore her new minidress, and Carl fucked her on the sofa and later, on the floor.
The day after that she wore her blue outfit, the half-open shirt and shorts loose enough to show everything when she sat down. She was trying to do the dishes when Carl felt her up.
She giggled and turned in his arms, and he bent her back over his arm and sucked a peeking tit. He drew her to the table and got her on it. He pulled her shorts off and ate her pussy so good that she begged for his cock. He fucked her right there on the table.
He fucked her day and night for several weeks. Each day she wore a special outfit just for him, and he had the pleasure of removing it or fucking her in it. Killy had never been happier in her life.
Carl was counting on that. The more she liked him, the easier it would be to make the change that had to be made. He had already made a secret call to his friend in Oregon, and told him all about Killy and her hot, willing pussy.
Ben Stoner didn't believe it, but Carl convinced him it was true. No ropes, no gags, no whip, no cuffs. Nothing. Just a stiff cock! Then Ben could hardly wait to see her. So the arrangements were made.
Carl broke it to her slowly, cleverly. He waited until after she came on his cock and was just sitting there toying with it as he pet her purring pussy.
"Your pussy still looks like a virgin's," he said.
"I know," Killy giggled. "When I look at it in the mirror, I can't believe it had a cock in it."
Carl rubbed her tingling clit and said, "I have a friend who would love to see this."
"You do?"
"Yes. Ben Stoner. He lives up in Oregon, but he'll be here tonight." "He will?"
"Yes. So, why don't you put on your minidress? I'd like him to see how pretty you are."
Killy thought it was awfully nice of him to want to show her off like that, so she got off the bed and got into her tight little mini. Carl left the room to give her time to adjust to the idea-or put up a squawk. But Killy was still full of surprises.
She came out of the bedroom laughing and perched on Carl's lap.
"What tickled you?" he wanted to know.
"You," she giggled. "Ben must be a really good friend."
"He's like a brother to me," Carl said.
"He must be," Killy said, "if you're gonna let him see my pussy."
"Right now, I want to see it," he said, so Killy hiked her dress up in front and exposed her furry young cunt for him.
He was still playing with it when the doorbell rang. "Get that, will you, Killy?"
She pranced to the door and opened it and looked up into the face of a nice old guy with white hair and flashing eyes. He looked right at her half-naked tits and Killy smiled.
"Are you Ben?" she asked.
"Yes. You must be Killy."
"Uh-huh. Come on in."
Carl was on his feet and Killy watched the two men shake hands and greet each other like old friends. It gave her a warm feeling. And she wondered why people she knew couldn't be that friendly.
"Sit here," Carl said, and let Ben have his chair. Carl sat at one end of the sofa and Killy sat at the other, her eyes on the friendly visitor.
"Should I get coffee?" she asked Carl.
"No," he said, grinning. "Ben didn't come here for coffee. He came to see your virgin pussy."
"Oh, he did not," Killy scoffed. "You're just teasing me."
"Yes, I did," Ben said, and eyed her pretty legs.
"All the way from Oregon?" she gasped. "Golly!"
"Show him your tits first," Carl said.
So Killy sat back on the sofa and lowered her dress in front. Both men stared at her luscious, jutting tits.
"Show him your pussy," Carl said.
Killy drew her feet up onto the sofa, which exposed her cunt to the men right then, but she went a step farther and parted her knees so she could see it, too.
"Beautiful," Ben said hotly, and Killy smiled at him, because she thought he meant her pussy was beautiful. He did, but he also meant it was beautiful that she showed it to him so freely, just like Carl had told him she would. He shot Carl a private wink.
"You haven't seen anything yet," Carl told him. To Killy, he said, "Show Ben how you made yourself cum before you met me."
Killy knew exactly what he meant. He'd had her do it lots of times over the weeks-on the bed, in the kitchen, on the sofa.
She stretched her thighs wide apart and slipped one hand to her furry cunt. She rubbed it up and down until it was hot, then she worked a finger into it and ran it in and out real nice.
After a while, she made her thumb rub her clit, which had come out, as she finger-fucked her pussy. And, in no time at all, she came.
She threw her head back and her eyes fluttered. Her mouth opened and her tongue hung out. She gasped a lot as she squirmed her wet cunt on her clutching fingers.
"Jesus Christ!" Ben groaned.
"I told you," Carl chuckled.
Ben was hypnotized by her wet, humping pussy. He slid off the chair and crawled over to the sofa.
Killy's eyes were closed, so Carl said, "Take your hand away, Killy. Ben wants to eat your pussy for you. He'll make you cum real good."
"Ohhhmmm," Killy moaned, and moved her hand out of the way.
Ben plastered his mouth to her cunt and pushed his tongue into it. Killy caught her breath. He tongue-fucked her hot pussy and she gasped. He licked her stiff little clit and she whimpered.
"I'm gonna cum!" she screeched.
So Ben sucked her clit and worked his big thumb in and out of her pussy at the same time. Carl had never done that to her, not quite that way, so it felt deliciously different to her.
"Oh, golly!" she cried, squirming her pussy. "What are you doing with your thumb? Oh! Oh! Here it cumssss!"
Ben chewed her twisting clit and fucked her pussy with his large thumb, and Killy came like crazy. Her young body quivered all over as her hot pussy creamed and she looked beautiful when she came.
"Ohhh, wowww," she moaned when Ben kissed her pussy all over. "That was a juicy one!"
Ben looked at Carl and Carl said, "Well? What do you think?"
"Definitely!" Ben rasped. "The sooner, the better!"
Killy had no idea what they were talking about, but she didn't care, either. Ben was stroking her cummy pussy nice and she felt so creamy-dreamy that it didn't matter. She wasn't listening anyway.
"Do you have something for me?" Carl asked his friend.
"Yes," Ben said, eyeing Killy's cunt as it writhed on the finger he put in it. "It's down in the car."
Carl nodded and looked at starry-eyed Killy. "Killy," he said. "We need your help."
She looked over at him and he said, "Ben's wife died a few months ago, and he lives alone. I'd like you to go with him for a few weeks and help him with the housework-and anything else he might need help with."
Killy's heart went out to Ben right then. "Oh, you poor man," she cried, squirming her pussy on his friendly finger. "Sure I'll help you!"
"Settled then!" Ben said eagerly, and got to his feet. So did Carl, and Killy's eyes darted from lap to lap. Both men had big hard-ons.
To her surprise, neither man seemed to care. Their business was more important, whatever it was.
"Okay," Carl said to her. "Go get a suitcase out of my closet and pack your things. Ben and I will be back in a minute."
So Killy went into the bedroom and packed her sexy outfits, toilet articles, and her vibrator. When she carried the small suitcase into the living room, the door was open and Ben and Carl came in, hefting a rolled-up rug on their shoulders.
"What's that?" Killy asked.
"Oh, Ben's lending me a rug," Carl said, and they set the rug down on the floor.
"Ready?" Ben asked Killy. "We have a long drive ahead of us."
Killy looked at Carl. Tears stung her eyes and made them sparkle. She ran to Carl and, on her tiptoes, threw her arms around his neck, crushed her tits against his chest, and kissed him warmly.
"I'm gonna miss you!" she rasped.
"I'm going to miss you, too, kitten," Carl said. "But Ben needs your help bad. You be nice to him now."
"Oh, I will!" she promised, and wiped her eyes with the back of her hands. Then she rushed out the door so he wouldn't see her crying.
Ben and Carl winked at each other and shook hands at the door.
"Enjoy," Carl said and shut the door. He double-locked it and went to the rug. He untied its three ropes and slowly unrolled it.
There was a young girl in it. Stark naked. She was a cute brunette with a patch of black fur on her pussy. Her hands were tied behind her back. Her ankles were tied together. There was a wide strip of tape across her mouth. Her brown eyes were big with fear and wet with tears.
Kneeling beside her, Carl chuckled and said, "Welcome to California."
He pet her pussy. She wrenched it away from him, and he said, "I think Ben got the best end of this deal."
He was right. Killy was a gem right from the start. Ben turned to her in the car and took her into his arms and kissed her tears away, fondled her tits, and stroked her pussy a while.
"Don't you worry, kitten," he said soothingly. "I'm going to take good care of you."
The minute he called her kitten, she felt a lot better, little knowing that Carl had instructed him to call her that. She stopped crying and parted her pouty lips for his kiss. Then he was able to start the drive home.
To keep Killy from getting lovesick for Carl, Ben said, "Why don't you make yourself comfortable? Put your feet up here on the seat."
So she leaned her back against the door and opened her legs on the seat. With his eyes on the road and a hand on the steering wheel, he slipped his free hand over and stroked her pussy all the way home. And that took hours. Killy came four times before he pulled up in front of a house and parked.
Chapter Five
Killy was all gaspy and cummy by that time, and feeling kind of horny.
"Are you hungry?" Ben asked.
"My pussy is!" she said. And Ben knew right then that she was indeed a rare girl.
He carried her suitcase into the house and the minute Killy saw his big waterbed, she jumped on it. Ben watched her young body bounce and sway on the bed as he got his clothes off.
When he was naked with his giant cock stick- ing out, all wet and pulsating, Killy rasped, "Should I take my dress off?"
"No need," he said hotly.
He got on the bed with her, bared her tits and licked at them, bared her pussy and fucked it. Killy whimpered with instant pleasure when he sucked her tits and drilled her tight cunt with his thick cock.
"I'm cumming!" she declared, and her spasming pussy sucked the jism right out of his cock. His balls tightened up, then ejected big globs of cum that gushed into her humping, cumming pussy.
It was the fastest fuck he'd ever had and not at all to his liking, so he pulled his cock out of her cunt, moved around on the jouncy bed, got on his back, and pulled her over onto him.
He circled her writhing hips with his big arms and pulled her hot, wet pussy to his mouth before she even got her breath back. His tongue slurped into it hornily.
His soaked cock swiped Killy's face, so she took it into her mouth and sucked it and licked it as he ate her cummy cunt. His lust overpowered her and she blew his cock with a passion.
His cock got big and thick in her sexy mouth, so Killy pumped it in her fist as she sucked the upper half of it and licked his cock-head. And she wasn't only doing it for him. She knew he wanted to fuck her some more, and that was fine with her.
In fact, when his cock was enormous-even bigger than Carl's-she took her mouth off of it and panted, "Ben . . . can I sit on it?"
Then he knew just how lucky Carl had been and just how lucky he now was.
"Yes!" he said hotly. "Sit on it! Stand on it! Dance on it! Do anything you want!"
Killy knew he was just being horny, so she giggled and got off of him. She turned around, faced him, threw one leg over him, and gripped his swollen cock to steady it as she lowered her drenched pussy onto it.
His bulging cock-head split her pussy up the middle and slid right up her cunt as she sat down on it. When her hot ass kissed his balls, she gasped. Every inch of his cock was up her pussy and it took her breath away.
"Ohhh, Bennnn," she whined and rode up and down on his erect cock. "I hope this helps you, because it's sure helping meeee!"
Ben uttered a low groan of gut-level pleasure and rasped, "I didn't know you needed help."
So Killy explained her remark. She bounced up and down on his cunt-stretching cock and gasped out how Carl had been the first man to fuck her. She sat down on his cock and writhed her pussy on it and told him how much she loved and needed cummy pleasure.
She bared her aching tits, clutched them, humped on his cock some more, and told him how much she liked this particular position, riding a cock up and down. Ben was naturally delighted with her.
He stared hotly at her sexy young body as she had fun on his cock. She was a far cry from the cold, cumless brunette he'd just passed on to Carl. Compared to her, Killy was a fucking nymph. She loved what she was doing.
She especially liked it on his bed! She soon discovered that when she plunged down hard on his cock, her ass, his ass, and the bed sank down, and then the return force of the upcoming bed made his whole cock thrust straight up into her pussy.
"Oh, wow!" she squealed excitedly. "Did you feel that? Look what your bed is doing! Oh! Oh! Your cock comes right up me!"
She laughed like an excited little girl over a new pleasure and did it again and again. She forced her cunt down on his cock. His ass sank into the bed. She quickly raised her pussy to the upper half of his cock. The bed and his ass lunged upward. His cock ripped into her cunt.
Even Ben was impressed. He had experienced something similar with the little brunette-and dozens of other girls-but he was always on top and it was her ass that came up to meet the deep thrust of his cock.
It was pure pleasure to watch Killy jump up and down on his propelled cock. He didn't even have to thrust. His bed did it all. It pushed harder and harder against his ass, so his big cock lunged deeper and deeper in Killy's descending cunt. And he could watch it. That was different.
He clasped his hands behind his head to elevate it and his hot eyes burned into the action of his big, wet cock slicing up into Killy's tight, sucking pussy.
Her cunt clung to his cock like a tight collar even as it received all of his prick again and again. The faster she rode, the more her blonde pussy-fur mixed with his black hair. Both of them got a pubic shampoo with her cum.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Killy cried, and drenched them both with her twisty, plunging pussy.
Ben got so hot for her that he did a sit-up, grabbed her, and pulled her down on top of him so he could tongue-fuck her sexy young mouth as her hot pussy slipped up and down on his cock.
Then the waterbed worked with them as Killy humped up and down, until they were fucking with a swelling rhythm in time with the rise and fall of the bed.
Killy thrilled to the new experience and she sucked Ben's tongue hotly as she squirmed and twisted her horny cunt on his wonderful cock. Her pussy sucked him off.
He groaned and she humped. He grunted and she fucked faster. He shot his load of jism and she came on his spitting cock. It was a fucking she'd always remember. That very same night, Ben took her to a nice all-night restaurant for a late dinner. When they got back to the house, she wanted to be helpful, so she went to straighten up the waterbed which they had mussed up.
She leaned over to fluff the pillows and Ben was behind her. He stared at the backs of her curvy young legs, naked almost up to her ass. For that matter, her cute round ass was perfectly outlined in her tight minidress. His cock stirred in his pants and got stiff in a flash, like a dog's.
"Stay the way you are," he said so hotly that Killy froze in the sexy position.
Ben flipped her short dress up onto her back and dropped to his knees behind her lovely young ass. He stared at the small sandwich her pussy made between her thighs. It was cute and inviting.
He gripped her hips in his hands and licked his tongue up and down the slit of her pussy.
"Oh!" Killy gasped. "So that's what you wanna do!"
He intended to do even more, but first things first. Breathing like a bull, he wormed his thick tongue into her hot young cunt and fucked it in and out, slowly at first, then faster and deeper.
"Oh!" Killy gasped again, thrilled to her toes. "That's juicy! Ummm, do more! Ewwwww, Bennnn, I'm gonna cummmmm!"
So he pried her pussy-lips apart with his big thumbs and shafted his tongue into her thrilled cunt. The second jab got her off and she squealed as she came on his drilling, licking tongue.
Her whole body shivered and shook with cummy pleasure and she screwed her pussy around and around, as she came and came. That was what Ben wanted of her-a drenched, horny pussy.
Once he had that, he worked his big, stiff cock out of his pants and stood up with it throbbing in his fist. He rubbed his wet cock-head against her squirming, shivery pussy.
When he nudged her cunt, she gasped, "Golly! Are you gonna fuck me this way?"
She had never heard of people doing it this way, only animals. When she was in the orphanage, she had seen two dogs fucking, and one time she saw four tomcats fuck the hell out of a poor little kitty. That had made her pussy so hot that she had to run to the bathroom to finger-fuck her pussy on the toilet.
But she thought about the huge dog fucking the cute bitch when Ben urged his cock into her pussy that way. She was sure she felt the way a bitch must feel when a big dog jumped her.
In fact, when Ben gripped her hips and fucked his whole cock in and out of her hot cunt, she got as horny as a bitch in heat. She could feel the heat in her.
She felt a lot of other things, too, and gasped, "Your cock is upside down in me! Ohhh, it feels so different! And good!"
And then, as Ben drilled his cock all the way in, a remarkable thing happened. His hot balls whacked her clit each time his cock-head bumped against her fucking womb.
"Ben!" she rasped hornily, writhing her pussy. "Your balls! They're slapping my clit!"
"I know, kitten," he said in a deep, horny voice. "I want them to."
"Ohhh, me toooo," she cooed. "Oh, golly! I'll cum! I'll pee! I'll faint!" Big waves of cummy pleasure rippled through her whole body as she shivered and shook and fucked back on his plunging, streaming cock, and her quivery little clit got whipped by his balls.
But if his balls whacked her clit, her clit tickled his balls. He groaned like a dog, thrust his whole cock into her cunt, and pumped an animal load of jism into her wrenching, sucking belly.
In the end, her head fell to the pillow and pounded it into the bed as Ben pounded her pussy. The pillow got crushed and her hair got all mussed as she came wildly on his fucking, spitting cock.
"Oh, ohh, ohhh," she moaned as her pussy shuddered on his cock. "What a way to fuck a girl!"
Ben could see she really liked it this way, but he didn't know how much until the next day. He had to tend to some business for an hour or so, and he left Killy on the sofa, naked, with her vibrator buzzing up her cunt as she watched a sexy guy on a TV soap opera.
When he got back, Killy giggled, tossed her soaked sex-toy aside, and suddenly dropped to her hands and knees on the floor. She scooted across the room away from him and made whining noises like a bitch in heat.
Playful as all get-out, she glanced back over her shoulder at Ben, made another doggie sound, and scooted into the kitchen with her naked young ass and cute pussy wiggling.
Ben got right into the horny little game. He tore his clothes off, got naked and, on all fours, took off after her with his cock stiff and wet and bobbing between his legs.
He caught up with her near the sink and licked at her cunt. Killy squealed, let him lap it a little, then whined and hurried away on her hands and knees.
Ben stayed close to her wiggly young ass and let her pause when she wanted to for some more licks of his scrapy tongue. By the time they made the rounds of all the rooms, Killy's pussy was steaming.
In the bedroom, she stopped, all hot and panting and, like a bitch in heat, surrendered to the animal lust in Ben. He knew when she was ready. He could smell it, just like a male animal.
So he mounted her right then and there. He knelt up, gripped his aching cock in a fist, and forced it into the tightness of her quivering cunt. Her hot, wet pussy opened wide, made a big O on his thick cock, and pushed back to help him get it all in.
It got all in, all right. It felt bigger than ever up her pussy, probably because of their horny game-playing. One thing was certain-her pussy was hotter than ever. So it was no wonder she wanted to play the doggie game every day.
She was such a delight to have around that Ben really hated to part with her. Unlike so many other girls who had to be made sex slaves, Killy was a breath of fresh air, a horny teen with luscious tits and a cunt that loved to cum. What a prize!
But Ben was committed to the group of horny men who had been faithfully sharing girls-even their daughters and nieces-for years, and it would have been dishonorable for him to keep a prize like Killy to himself.
So, after a month and a half, he made the required phone call, this one to Pennsylvania. A few days later, Fred Blanding showed up, as horny as an old goat.
Ben expected him, so when the doorbell rang, he answered it and let Fred in. Killy stood there looking sexy in her teaser-top and little miniskirt.
"Killy," Ben said as if he were excited. "Look who's here! Fred! I haven't seen you in ages! Killy! This is my old friend, Fred!"
Killy shook hands with him and agreed that he was old. He was also tall and skinny, and she couldn't help wondering if his cock was skinny, too. She didn't know then that she was going to find out.
"Hi, Fred," she cooed sweetly, and her blue eyes sparkled nice for him.
"Pleased to meet you, Killy," he said, and stared at the points her hard tits made in her light shirt.
"Killy," Ben said. "Could you keep Fred company for a while? I have to go out."
"Sure," she said, always willing to help.
When Ben left, Fred sat in the recliner chair and gazed at Killy's half-naked young body.
"Can I get you something?" she asked.
"No," he said with a nice smile on his face.
"But you can come sit on my lap."
She did, with one arm behind his head and one of his behind her back.
"You've got to be the prettiest girl I've ever seen," he said.
Killy blushed a little and laughed.
"You're just saying that." But his nice remark made her sigh a little and her tits moved in her half-shirt.
"I love your top," Fred said, looking at it. "The color suits you. And so short! I'll bet you've got pretty tits under there."
"Uh-huh," Kitty agreed. "Wanna see them?"
"I'd love to," Fred said, lifting her little shirt up. He gazed at her luscious tits for a long time and his mouth watered.
It was a disturbing gaze and Killy thought her tits would melt under his eyes. They got hot, and she thought he'd never touch them.
So she said, "You can feel them if you wanna," and Fred's cock stirred in his pants. Ben's report on Killy had been true. She was friendly!
"Hold this up," he said, and Killy held her shirt up near her chin and peered down at his hand as it caressed her tits.
He fingered her pink nipples and they spiked for him. They tingled for her. Then, as he gently squeezed a firm tit, he sucked the nipple of it softly. Killy sighed. When he sucked the other one, she shuddered on his lap.
His hand and mouth kept moving back and forth between her tits until Killy thought she'd pass out if he didn't do something else, too. When it looked like he was going to suck her tits all day, she took his hand and, with a little sigh, pushed it down between her thighs.
Without missing a suck, Fred inched his bony hand up between her thighs and his long fingers touched her furry young pussy. Killy sighed again and opened her legs. She scrunched down on his lap and her cunt squirmed against his exciting fingers. Fred's cock grew long in his pants.
Chapter Six
Killy felt his cock grow under her ass. It got longer and longer until she thought it would never stop growing.
"Golly!" she rasped.
Fred lifted his mouth from her reaching tits. "What?"
"Your cock," she panted. "It's so long!"
She was so interested in it that she got off of his lap and peered at the bulge in his pants. If his cock was any longer, she thought, it would reach to his knee! Hypnotized by it, she reached down and felt it. It was also thick. She examined it so much that Fred finally asked, "Do you want to see it?"
"Oh, can I?" she replied and, without his help, opened his pants and got it out.
When it was in her hand, she gazed at it in wonder.
"That's amazing," she rasped, licking her lips.
Fred couldn't believe his eyes when her little pink tongue slithered across her lips. There was no need to force this girl into anything! And no leading up to things!
Before he could say a word or express his desire, Killy bent down and licked her tongue all over his cock-head. She gave it a few sucks before she realized she was being forward.
Holding his stiff cock in her hand, she said, "You want me to do this, don't you?"
"Kitten," he said-because Ben had already told him to use that word, "I'd love it if you sucked my cock. But I'd love to eat your pussy, too. What do you say we get down on the floor and do sixty-nine?"
"What's that?" No one ever told her the number of it before, but when Fred lay down on bis back and told her to sit on his face while she sucked his cock, she rasped, "Oh! I know! When we eat each other at the same time!"
She may not have known the number, but she sure knew what to do! To Fred's intense pleasure, she wriggled her pussy on his mouth and lowered her mouth to his rigid, upright cock.
She didn't have far to go. His cock was right there! She moaned as she took it into her mouth, and her pert tongue started licking it right away.
So Fred pushed her little skirt up onto her back so he could watch her cute ass wiggle as he licked and tongue-fucked her horny young cunt.
It was a juicy sixty-nine because both of them were terribly hot. Killy's pussy creamed right away and didn't stop until after Fred's big cock exploded and pumped big globs of cum for her.
Even then her pussy was so buzzy and creamy that she rolled onto her back on the floor and panted, "If you put your cock in my pussy right now, it'll stay hard."
Fred was ready to do that when Ben walked in. He grinned at Killy and chuckled, "I knew you'd like him."
"We just did sixty-nine!" she announced.
"That's nice," Ben said, closing the door. "And what are you going to do now?"
"Fred's gonna fuck me," she said.
Thinking on his feet, Ben said, "Why don't you have him do it like a dog?"
"Oh!" Killy gasped. "I forgot! Yes! Let's do that!"
She giggled and got up on her hands and knees. She reached back and tugged her skirt up above her ass. She parted her knees and exposed her cute little sandwich of a cunt. Fred's cock throbbed.
So did Ben's, and he worked it out of his pants. He knelt down right in front of Killy and said, "How about a sixty-eight?"
"Sixty-eight?" she said. "What's that?"
Ben laughed and said, "You go down on me and I owe you one."
Killy didn't get the joke, even though Fred laughed a lot. But then, she didn't have to get the joke. She got the cock!
At first she wasn't sure she knew what the men wanted of her but in time it became very clear. And juicy!
Fred inched his big cock into her hot, wet pussy. And there were a lot of inches! Killy gasped often as he urged his cock into her cunt. And it was a long time before she felt his hairy balls kiss her clit-which was pretty stiff by then!
She really gasped when he started fucking her. It felt like his cock-head wanted to fuck into her lungs!
"Golly!" she choked, and writhed her pussy on it.
While Fred worked his cock in and out of her cunt, Ben lay down on his back and scooted his ass over until his thick, upright cock was right under Killy's face.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, twisting her pussy on Fred's drilling cock, and she grabbed Ben's big cock and slipped her wet mouth onto it.
A hot second later, she fucked Fred's cock and sucked Ben's. Her pussy churned and her mouth wrenched. The cocks got bigger and bigger. Killy got hotter and hotter. All of a sudden, she came on Fred's long, stabbing cock, and she saw stars.
Rocking with cummy pleasure, she pumped Ben's cock in her fist and worked her mouth up and down on it even as she licked and lashed with her horny tongue.
At the same time, she fucked back on Fred's cock and twisted her cumming pussy on it. Both cocks, one in her sucking mouth, the other in her fucking pussy, thrilled her down to her toes, which curled as she came.
Waves of cummy pleasure rushed through her vibrating young body and made her suck and fuck like a horny little animal. She lunged her mouth way down on Ben's throbbing cock and wrenched her steamy cunt on Fred's.
She knew when Ben was going to cum. There was no doubt about it. He grabbed her head between his big hands like a vise, and fucked her mouth as forcefully as Fred fucked her pussy.
Her hand fell away from Ben's cock so she could support herself, and his swollen cock-head fucked right into her throat. She gagged at first, but by the third lunge, she moaned.
His silky-smooth cock-head fucked in and out of her throat again and again. He grunted real loud and Killy heard it just before his cock burst and gushed out big globs of jism. She didn't have to worry about all his cum overloading her small mouth, because he fucked it right down into her belly!
"Mmmmph!" she gasped on his jumping, jolting cock, and she gulped and gulped his thick cum down. His cock pumped a lot this time.
But if she thought that was a lot, she was in for a thrilling surprise. Fred grunted, too. Then it felt like his cock came apart up her pussy. He drilled all of it into her cunt and it let loose with big wads of thick cock-cream. Killy came so good on his exploding, spitting cock that she almost passed out with cummy pleasure.
In the end, she whimpered with passion and sucked Ben's cock dry as her pussy ate all of Fred's jism. By the time the cocks stopped shooting into her body, she was sure she had a belly full of cum.
In fact, when she rolled onto her back to get her breath, she rubbed her tummy and rasped, "I've never had that much cum in me!"
Starry-eyed and still cummy, she gazed at the thick cocks and basked in her new and juicy sucky-fucky feelings. Something told her that these were the feelings she'd been searching for at the orphanage when she was growing up there.
Ben and Fred understood. Ben raised her little shirt and fondled her delicious tits. Fred pet her pussy.
"We hope that was good for you," Fred said.
"Oh, it was!" she gasped.
"Not too much cock?" Ben wanted to know.
"Golly, no!" she rasped. "I almost passed out, but only for a minute."
The men exchanged meaningful glances as they played with Killy's tits and pussy. She had just confirmed their suspicion. A lot of girls they did this to were fucking little liars. Their cocks weren't too much for a girl!
Ben and Fred nodded in silent agreement, then Ben squeezed one of Killy's firm, jutting tits and said, "How about a hot fudge sundae?"
"Oh, can we?" Killy squealed.
They took her to an ice cream parlor and treated her to all she wanted. She deserved it. When her tummy was full of ice cream, they took her back and filled it with cum again. This time Fred fucked her throat.
Her cumming was so violent that when her belly was full of cum again, she collapsed on the floor and writhed with sucky-fucky feelings. The men had reduced her to a puddle of sex. She loved it.
They liked it, too. It was a joy to watch Killy writhe and moan on the floor as she massaged her horny tits and rubbed her pussy. She looked so pleased, the way they liked to see young girls look.
To please her some more, Ben said, "How would you like to go on a little vacation?"
Killy's hands paused on her tits and pussy. "What do you mean?"
"Well, Fred here has a very nice farm in Pennsylvania. He'd like to take you there for a while."
Her blue eyes went wide on Fred. "You do?' she rasped. "You would?"
As the men discussed the details of her trip, Killy jumped to her feet and ran to the bookcase where she knelt down. She pulled out an atlas and set it on the floor. She opened it to a map of the United States.
She ran her finger across the page, peering intently, and she suddenly gasped, "It's way over there! How would we get there?"
"By plane," Fred said.
Killy couldn't believe her ears. She leapt to her feet and ran to Fred and exclaimed, "I've never been on an airplane!"
Fred, who was still sitting on the floor, slipped his hand up under her shirt and fondled her heaving, excited tits.
"You'll love it on my farm," he said.
Killy was so excited she couldn't speak. So she bent down and kissed his mouth wetly and squirmed her hard tits in his playful hands. Then she ran to pack her things.
Ben looked at Fred. "Do I have a package coming?"
"Yes," his friend said. "The van left before I did. It should be here in a few days."
Ben knew all about the van. All the men in the group had shared in its expense. It was big and black with sets of cuffs fastened to its walls.
There was even a pair of cuffs riveted to the floor, for special occasions. The van could hold up to six girls at one time. Under any other circumstances, Killy would have been transported to Fred's farm in it.
As it was, Killy was beside herself with joy. She was breathless with anticipation. This would be her first vacation ever, her very first plane ride, and the first time she ever saw a farm. She was so excited that she forgot all about Carl Anders. And it wasn't long before she forgot Ben Stoner, too.
Life on the farm did that. She loved it right from the start. Fred's station wagon was at the airport where he had left it, and he drove Killy to his farm way out in the middle Of nowhere.
As they drove up a long, dusty road, Killy could see the old house and red barn up ahead, and her heart raced behind her quivery tits. She could smell hay and manure, and her nostrils twitched with pleasure. She liked the earthy smell of the place.
When Fred showed her around, she ooh-ed and ah-ed a lot, but he expected that from her. After all, country girls ooh and ah when they first see a big city. That's just how girls were.
His farm had nothing a girl might expect, like chickens and pigs, cows and horses. But it had some things a girl would never expect, like fur-lined handcuffs hanging from a beam in the old barn.
"What are those?" Killy asked.
Ben had informed him of her love of sex games, so he said, "Oh, my ex-wife and I used to play a game with those."
"Really? What kind of a game?"
Keeping a straight face, Fred said, "She liked to get naked and have me cuff her up so I could lick her all over."
Killy's tits quivered and her pussy twitched. "Golly!" she rasped. "That's horny!" Her big blue eyes never left the cuffs. "Let's play!"
If Fred hadn't wanted to, he would have had a hell of a time refusing her. She kicked off her sandals, stripped off her dress, and stood under the cuffs with her arms over her head.
He looked at her young, hourglass figure with her high, taut tits and furry pussy, and his cock got stiff in his pants. He went to her and reached up and cuffed her slender wrists. When he was finished, her toes barely touched the ground.
"Is that too uncomfortable?" he asked. "I can lower them."
"No!" Killy exclaimed excitedly. "I can even swing like this!" So she did. Squealing and giggling, she tossed her body this way and that, and kicked her legs high in the air.
Chapter Seven
Killy totally amazed Fred when she did that. Not only did she want him to cuff her wrists, she wanted him to lick her all over with his tongue! He wouldn't even need the cat-o'-ninetails he had hanging on the wall.
"Do me!" Killy gasped, ready for it.
He licked his tongue into her gaping mouth first, then licked her face and ears and throat. He licked her shoulders and armpits, which tickled too much. He licked her jutting tits, one at a time, and saved her spiking pink nipples till last, then sucked the hell out of them, too.
He licked her rib cage, then licked his way down to her navel and tongued that till she squealed for him to stop. He dropped to his knees and licked her belly and hips and upper thighs.
His tongue left all of her flesh quivering before he licked between her thighs. He dragged his tongue up to her pussy and Killy gasped.
He lifted her legs onto his shoulders, which splayed her thighs and opened her cunt, and he slurped his big tongue into her pussy. When she moaned hotly, he grabbed her squirming asscheeks and clutched them as he drilled his tongue in and out of her cunt.
"I'm cumming!" Killy cried, and her whole suspended boy twisted and writhed in mid-air.
Fred shifted a hand to her crotch. He caught her stiff little clit between his teeth and chewed it till Killy screeched, "Oh! Don't bite me!"
Then he sucked it hard and fucked her cummy young cunt with his big thumb. She came wildly.
Then Fred, because he was so horny for her, gave her another first. Her twisty, squirmy ass was so inviting that as he sucked her clit and thumb-fucked her cunt, he tickled her cute little asshole with the tip of a finger.
Killy gasped when he stroked it. She squealed when his fingertip got into it. And she cried out when he fucked his finger into her ass.
A hot second later, he was sucking her clit, thumbed her pussy, and finger-fucked her asshole. The combination of thrills was almost too much for her.
"Fred!" she shrieked. "What are you trying to do to me! Oh, my God! I'm gonna cum again!"
Her humping, screwing crotch was so wet that Fred had no trouble at all getting all of his thick finger up her ass. His whole hand was soaked with her joy-juice as she came.
"Ohhhh, I'm cummiiinnnnggg!" she wailed, and she fucked her horny crotch around on his mouth, thumb and finger. Her legs got so tight around him that he had to move his hand. Then Killy clamped his head between her clenching thighs and fucked her hot pussy violently on his drilling, licking tongue.
She came so much that her shaky legs fell from Fred's shoulders and she hung by her wrists, gasping for air. She never got it.
Half-crazed with lust for her, Fred got up and tore his pants open. He yanked out his big, swollen cock, grabbed Killy by the hips, and drilled all of it up into her drenched young pussy.
Killy moaned as he sucked the life out of her tits and fucked the hell out of her cunt. Grunting and groaning like a fucking animal, he bent his knees, paused for a hot second, and straightened them out with a lunge upward that speared every inch of his cock up into her wet cunt. She saw stars.
Then he did it again and again. Killy squealed. Killy came. Killy went bananas as his long cock speared up into her cunt so powerfully.
Fred chuckled lewdly. He sucked her tits. He drilled his cock into her pussy. She moaned and came. She groaned and came. She whimpered and came. And he fucked her cummy pussy until he busted his nuts.
His cock filled her pussy and he held it up there with all his might as it spat and spurt and gushed like mad. And Killy's cunt writhed and twisted and humped hornily on his exploding cock.
When he'd pumped all of his cum up her pussy, he eased his cock out of her, and she dangled there with her head back, gasping for breath. Fred stood back and watched her lovely young body writhe and sway.
After a while, Killy raised her head and gazed at him. Her eyes were sparkling. Fred grinned like a lecher and she smiled like a nymph.
When he released the cuffs, she dropped to her feet and her knees went weak. She giggled and crumpled to the ground. She put her dress on, struggled to her feet, and brushed dirt off of it.
She turned her back to Fred and said, "Would you zip me up, please?"
He zipped her dress up in back and her luscious tits were half-naked in it again, as mouth-watering as ever. She smiled to see him looking at them.
"I think I like swinging in the barn," she said.
"Then we'll have to do it a lot while you're here," Fred chuckled. And they did.
He led her back to the house and showed her the upstairs.
"This is your room," he said.
She wandered all around it, admiring the bed and small dresser with a mirror.
Fred opened the closet door and said, "You're a country girl now, so you'll find everything you need in here. Mostly jeans and T-shirts."
Killy stood next to him and peered at all the clothes. Different colored T-shirts hung neatly on hangers. A pile of cute jeans were folded and stacked.
"Where did you get all these girls' things?" she wondered aloud.
Fred thought a minute, then said, "My granddaughter visits me from time to time."
It was as good a lie as any.
Killy took a pair of denims and held them to her slim waist. "That's amazing," she said. "She's just my size!"
"Why don't you change now?" Fred said in a thick voice.
Killy giggled, but let him watch her undress. He sat on the edge of the bed and ogled as she tugged on tight jeans. When her pussy was snug in them, she pulled on a bright yellow T-shirt, tugged at that, too, and her ripe young tits jutted in it.
Killy twirled around for him.
"Like?" she cooed.
"Delicious," he said hotly.
Killy liked that, so she went to him and gave him a nice kiss on the mouth, a long one, while he played with her tits.
After the kiss, she said, "I'm gonna like it here."
She stood between his thighs and he stroked her tight ass as he watched the slow rise and fall of her pointy tits. Killy wiggled her ass a little. She remembered what he had done to her ass in the barn.
She moved her ass against his stroking hand so much that he had to ask, "Like that?"
"Yes," she said. "It's a lot better than what Jeff did to it."
"Who's Jeff? What did he do to it?"
Killy heaved a big sigh that lifted her tits two inches higher and she told Fred all about how her foster father used to beat her ass when she played with her pussy.
"I had to lay across the bed and then he'd whip me."
"Show me," Fred said and got to his feet.
So Killy lowered her jeans down to her knees and laid across the bed with her legs off it: Her naked young ass made Fred's mouth water.
He knelt down and kissed it.
"Jeff must have been an idiot," he said, and licked it.
This was a first for both of them. It was Killy's first time to lie this way to get her lovely ass licked, not whipped, and it was Fred's first time to lick a pretty girl's ass without tying her up first. It was a real treat for both of them.
More so for Killy because she was on the receiving end of his exciting tongue. It licked all over the hard curves of her ass and made them quiver a lot. She had never had her ass licked so passionately in all her young life and it made her think about the barn again.
When her ass was hot and slippery, she rasped, "Fred ... do what you did in the barn."
"I'll do better than that," he said hoarsely, and proceeded to daze and amaze Killy.
He licked the tip of his tongue up and down the cute crack of her ass-which made her moan-then pried her tight asscheeks apart with his thumbs and licked her asshole-which made her squeal.
"Golly!" she gasped. "I didn't know men liked to lick that, too!"
Fred chuckled and, to her complete surprise, got the wet end of his tongue right into her asshole. He wormed it around in there, which drove Killy wild, and yet he had even more thrills for her.
When she least expected it, he drilled his big tongue into her hot, wet pussy until she came, and then he licked lots of her cum up and tongued it into her sensitive, squirmy asshole.
When her cute little asshole was all squishy, he fucked it with his thick tongue as he had fucked her pussy. It felt so good to Killy that she thought her asshole would cum like her cunt.
Ass-thrills were so new to her that her whole body shivered with juicy pleasure. It got even better when horny Fred finger-fucked her pussy a he tongue-fucked her asshole. She came like crazy on his drilling finger, and that supplied even more silky cum for her wrenching little asshole.
She had no idea that Fred had an even hornier reason for turning her on this way. It gave him the chance to do what he planned to do anyway, sooner or later.
It took her breath away when he stopped eating her ass and licked her asshole with his cock-head instead. She could only gasp when she felt his thick cock separate her soaked asscheeks and wedge into her wet, squishy asshole.
Smaller than her mouth or her pussy, her asshole stretched into a big O around the thickness of his rigid cock, and she gasped. She made a series of funny noises and odd sounds as Fred urged his big cock deeper into her small ass.
Killy would never have believed his giant cock could fit up her ass, so it stunned her when he got it all in, right up to the hilt. When she felt his hot balls kiss her clit, she knew it was all in.
Fred groaned with lust and leaned into her and over her. His big hands moved under her lithe young body, into her T-shirt, up to her tits.
He gripped her tits hornily and mauled the hell out of them as he worked all of his cock in and out of her tight, clenching asshole.
Fred was so horny for her cute ass that he fucked her voice right out of her. As his big, long cock drilled into her bowels, she was lucky to get out a gaspy, "Oh, mama!"
And it got better. Fred squeezed her taut young tits like he was trying to get milk out of them, and he fucked her ass like he was trying to get cum out of it.
Killy thought he did. His whole cock plunged wetly into her juicy ass, and his swollen cock-head lunged into her belly as if it were up her pussy, and his balls slapped her clit so much that she came like crazy.
It felt so fucking good and she writhed so much with cummy pleasure that she was sure he was fucking her cunt. That's how delirious she got. By then she didn't give a damn where his marvelous cock was. She fucked back on it with all her might, and came wildly on it.
Her sexy young ass churned so violently and twisted so hotly that it sucked him off. He grunted and screwed. He groaned and fucked. He choked and busted his nuts. Killy's drenched, squirming asshole sucked the cum right out of his balls.
He wrenched her horny tits in his hands and powered all of his cock deep into her hot, wet ass. It exploded in there, and pumped big wads of thick cock-cream into her twisting guts. Killy saw stars when he shot his load up her ass.
Her whole body rocked with cummy pleasure, and it writhed on the bed even after Fred pulled his soaked cock out of her sucking ass. Her asshole writhed, too, all wet and slurpy, and it leaked his cum down into her pussy.
When Killy had control of her body again, she rolled over onto her back, gazed brightly at Fred and panted, "Now I'm not a virgin there, either!"
Fred chuckled. "I'm glad you liked it."
"At first I thought it would kill me!" she gasped. Then she giggled. "But it brought my ass to life!"
"It sure did!" Fred agreed hotly. "It sucked me off! Yours is the tightest ass I ever fucked!"
That made Killy curious. "Have you fucked a lot of asses?"
"Plenty," he admitted.
Killy laughed and said, "Will you fuck mine a lot?"
Instead of simply saying yes, Fred grinned lewdly and said, "Your ass will be fucked plenty while you're here."
Killy wasn't sure what he meant by that until later when, over lunch, she wanted to know why his farm didn't have crops or animals.
"This isn't that kind of farm," he said, and drew her onto his lap so he could toy with her tits. "It used to be, when I had a wife and kids. Now it's sort of a resort for city folks. Just my friends."
"Oh," Killy said, and raised her T-shirt up for him. "So they can relax." "Uhhh, no. So they can play and have fun." That piqued her curiosity. "Play what?" "Just games."
Her eyes got bright. "You mean, like swinging in the barn?"
"Yes, like that," Fred answered.
"That's horny!" Killy exclaimed. "When do they do it?"
Fred looked at the clock over the old stove. "Some of them should be here in a few hours."
"Really?" Killy squealed excitedly. "Why didn't you tell me? Was it a surprise?"
"It's still going to be a surprise," he chuckled.
He was right. For one thing, to Killy, folks meant men and women. Fred's four friends were all men. And, for another thing, they had all come to see her.
She found that out after they all introduced themselves, laughing and hugging her and saying how pleased they were to meet her. Killy went up to Fred and whispered, "How can they play games without girls?"
Fred didn't have to answer her. All she had to do was see the sparkle in his eyes and the lewd grin on his face. Her blue eyes got wide and her sexy mouth fell open a minute.
She looked over her shoulder at the grinning men, then back to Fred. "Me?" she squeaked. "Oh, wow!"
Little thrills shot through her body as it dawned on her that she was the only girl around. Even bigger thrills rippled through her when she thought about it. Five cocks! What was she supposed to do with them all? How could this possibly work?
But the men were experienced at this sort of thing. After all, they'd been to Fred's farm many times and many girls got to know them, one at a time. Like Fred, they were all delighted that they didn't have to beat this one or tie her up in order to have fun with her.
Like Fred had told them, Killy was more than willing. If there was a juicy cum in it for her, she was for it! They saw that with their own eyes when Fred gave them a secret high sign that meant that they should all sit down and take their cocks out.
Three men-Abe, Tom, Pete-sat on the sofa and opened their pants. Al sat in the easy chair and got his cock out. Fred went into the kitchen and brought back a chair which he sat on and took his cock out. Killy stared in wonder when they did that.
She looked around like a little girl let loose in a candy store. All the cocks were thick and rather large and very inviting.
Chapter Eight
Killy got an anxious feeling in her pussy as she gazed at all the cocks. The tip of her tongue slipped across her pouty lip.
Fred grinned and said, "They can't play games if they're soft."
Killy giggled and said, "Then I'm gonna start with yours."
She moved up to him and got on her knees. She lifted his long cock up with her fingers and gave it a bunch of little licks until it grew. Then she took it into her mouth.
She sucked and licked at the same time and then toyed with his balls to excite him even more. It worked. His cock got huge in her mouth and as stiff as a board. The other men were impressed with her.
They were even more impressed by the time she was finished with them. After she had Fred's cock throbbing, she crawled over to Al's. She gave him a little smile first, then held his cock up and slipped her wet mouth onto it. He had a chunky one and Killy enjoyed making it big and thick.
It made her hot, too. When she turned and gazed at the three cocks waiting on the sofa, her face was flushed.
"Just a minute," she said hotly. "I have to take this off."
She removed her shirt and tossed it aside. Then, with her tits naked and excited, she walked on her knees to Pete's cock, which was not soft at all. Neither were the other two. And she knew why.
She giggled and took Pete's cock into her mouth. Since Tom's was right there, she reached over and milked it as she sucked Pete's.
A few hot moments later, she scooted over and gripped Abe's cock while she sucked Tom's. When Tom's was immense in her mouth, she moaned on it and gave his hot balls a gentle squeeze. She lifted her mouth off of his cock and her eyes were blazing. After sucking four big cocks, she was horny. And then there was one more to go.
"I have to take these off, too," she panted, and removed her tight jeans. Then she sucked Abe's cock, which was very stiff by then.
Her mouth was so excited by then that she almost sucked him off. But she heard Fred laugh and say, "If he cums, you'll have to start all over again."
Killy jumped back from his huge cock and rasped, "I guess I got carried away!"
All the men chuckled and looked at each other and silently agreed that Killy was a precious prize.
Fred grinned at her and asked, "What would you like to do first?"
Killy didn't have to think twice.
"Doggie-style!" she squealed, and crawled away on her hands and knees, laughing excitedly.
Getting right into the spirit of the thing, all the men dropped to the floor and took out after her like a pack of dogs after a bitch in heat.
Tom caught up with her wiggling ass and licked her pussy. Killy squealed and might have run, but Abe appeared in front of her and pushed his tongue into her gaping, gasping mouth.
Then Pete on one side of her, and Al on the other, dropped onto their backs and sucked her tits. Fred stood by, letting his friends have their fun, and he teased Killy's squirming asshole with the tip of his finger.
Since Tom was the first to catch up with her and lick her cunt, it was his pleasure to get up on his knees and daub her pussy with the wet head of his cock.
And since Abe was the first to kiss her, he got to fuck her sexy, wet mouth. He knelt up and swiped her pouty lips with his big cock until Killy gasped and parted them. Then he urged his cock into her mouth as Tom urged his into her hot, wet pussy.
Killy let out a big moan. She sucked on Abe's cock and fucked on Tom's as she writhed her horny tits for Pete and Al. Her senses reeled right away as she sucked and fucked two giant cocks. They were giant because they got bigger in her mouth and cunt.
Fred looked on with increasing pleasure. It was a delight to watch Killy's lithe young body shiver and shake as her mouth and pussy got fucked and her tits got sucked like never before.
She came wildly. She gasped on Abe's cock in her mouth and her pussy creamed juicily on Tom's cock in her cunt. Her whole body shuddered with cummy pleasure as the horny men ravished her.
Tom gripped her wiggly hips and drilled all of his soaked cock in and out of her spasming pussy. Abe gripped her head and fucked his cock-head into her throat.
Her tongue lashed and her pussy twisted. Both cocks exploded, almost at the same time. Abe's gushed huge globs of thick cum down her gulping throat, and Tom's spat savagely into her sucking little cunt.
The shooting cocks and the tit-sucking mouths sent Killy soaring on a roller coaster ride of sucky-fucky feelings that left her breathless.
She was still riding the crest of her cummy waves when Abe's cock slipped out of her mouth, and Pete's slipped in. Tom pulled his cock out of her pussy, and Al pushed his in.
This was cum-heaven for Killy. She got so hot and horny and so cummy that she lost track of who was fucking what. But, by then, it didn't matter, either.
All that mattered was that the cocks kept coming into her mouth and pussy. She was wet at both ends and moaned passionately as she bathed in her overwhelming sucky-fucky feelings.
By the time the little orgy was over, Killy was nothing but a puddle of sex on the floor, writhing and moaning with mindless pleasure.
When she had her breath back, she sat up and looked around at the leering, grinning men.
"You're still all dressed," she said.
They could take a hint. They all got naked with her as she watched their cocks. She looked up at Fred and asked, "What else can we play?"
Before he could reply, she leapt to her feet and exclaimed, "I know! Swinging in the barn!"
And she dashed out of the house.
Pete peered at Fred. "Swinging in the barn?"
Fred laughed and said, "You gotta see this!"
He led them all to the barn where they stood and gawked at Killy, beautifully naked with her arms up in the air, waiting to be shackled.
"Jesus!" Abe groaned and went to her. He took her narrow waist between bis big hands and lifted her up while Fred cuffed her wrists. When he released her body, she started swinging-in more ways than one.
Following Fred's lead, all the men circled Killy's swaying young body and licked their tongues all over her so much that she came just from that.
She moaned with pleasure as tongues licked her mouth, her throat, her shoulders, her back, her ass, her tits, her tummy, her asshole, her pussy, her legs. Somebody even licked her toes.
"Ohhhh, wowww," she rasped after a while. "I'm cumming a lot! My pussy's so hot now!"
So the men took turns fucking her. As one rammed his cock up into her horny cunt again and again, four others kept her body in a constant state of pleasure with their horny tongues and hands. She never did cool down.
Her head rocked and her ass wriggled as cock after cock drilled up into her screwing, cumming pussy. By the time five stiff cocks pumped jism into her wrenching pussy, Killy thought it was a dozen.
So, when they uncuffed her wrists and lowered her trembling body to the ground, she stretched out and panted for breath. The men watched her tits heave.
She raised an arm and pointed across the barn. "What's that ladder for?"
"That goes up to the loft," Fred told her.
Fascinated, she got to her feet and went over to the ladder. Peering up, she climbed it, one foot over the other, and five pairs of male eyes watched the movements of her cute ass and sexy pussy. Al couldn't take it.
"Christ," he muttered through his teeth, and went to the ladder, too.
He peered up at Killy's cunt. She glanced down at him. He grinned. She smiled. And he climbed up after her.
Killy squealed excitedly at the top of the ladder and raised one knee to climb into the loft. That was when Al grabbed her other ankle and held her prisoner there.
He climbed another rung of the ladder and plastered his mouth to her open pussy. Killy squealed again, but kept her knee up so he could really eat her cunt.
He did. He shafted his tongue up into her pussy as the men below cheered him on. Killy laughed and giggled, moaned and whimpered, as she screwed her pussy around on his tongue.
She came so good and it was so exciting for her that before her vacation was over, every man there had caught her in that sexy position and eaten her pussy.
And it led to another game she liked. After she came on Al's arousing tongue, she crawled into the loft and rolled over into a pile of hay, giggling.
Al attacked her with his enormous cock- eating her pussy had made it big-and he drilled it into her cunt. When the others heard her loud moans and horny little cries and saw bits of hay fall from the loft, they all climbed the ladder.
Seeing Al fuck all of his thick cock into Killy's humping pussy got them all horny for her. So Killy took Tom's cock and pulled it into her mouth. She found Fred's cock with her other hand and milked it up and down as she sucked and fucked.
Tom pumped a big load of cum into her belly through her mouth. Al pumped another load into her cunt. Killy rocked in the hay as she came on two shooting cocks.
Then Fred fucked her mouth and Pete fucked her pussy. After they busted their nuts, Abe fucked her cunt and Tom fucked her mouth again.
By the time it was over, Killy had sucked every cock at least once and had humped on all of them. She humped the hay flat. In the following days, she flattened a lot of hay with her bouncing ass.
But her ass did more than that. One day Fred showed the men how her tight little ass could take all of his long, thick cock.
Killy was super horny at the time-all cummy and gaspy-because several men had already fucked her hot pussy, and her whole crotch was wet. When it was Fred's turn to fuck her, he gripped his cock and rubbed the wet head of it on her exposed little asshole.
Remembering the ass-thrills he'd given her the last time he did that, Killy gasped, "Ewww, yes, yesssssss!"
The men looked on hotly as Fred grasped her hips and urged his cock into her quivering young ass. It was a horny sight to watch her little asshole stretch into a big O around his thick cock.
It was even hornier to watch her writhing ass take every solid inch of his cock, and it was downright lustful to watch Fred fuck her ass with all he had. Every cock in the room got big and stiff for her. So they lined up.
After Fred shot his load of jism up her ass, Abe fucked it. And after his cock spat savagely into her bowels, Tom got his massive cock into her. He pumped his load of cum, and then it was Pete's turn.
By that time, Killy was half-unconscious with cummy pleasure and she collapsed onto her tits and tummy, so Al, really needing his turn, covered her body with bis. He stuffed all of his cock into her squinny, squishy asshole and fucked her brains out.
He filled his hands with her aching tits and squeezed the hell out of them as he plunged his whole cock into her hot ass. He fucked her so hard that her cunt mashed into the carpet and she got her clit scratched each time he drilled his cock into her. It was fantastic for her.
It was good for Al, too. So good that he buried his cock in her wet ass and made it wetter. He discharged huge globs of cum into her belly, the back way. Killy shuddered all over when he was done.
But if she thought that gang-bang was juicy, it was nothing compared to the treat the men gave her the next day when she wanted to play swinging in the barn.
They hung her up by her wrists and licked her body all over until she was writhing with horniness, but instead of just fucking her, they fucked her pussy and ass at the same time.
Fred gripped her naked hips from behind and eased her body back a little, and he worked his big cock up into her tight but wet asshole. Little squeals escaped her lips as he got his cock in.
Then Abe kissed her squealing mouth and tongued it as he urged his cock up into her pussy. When both cocks were in her, Fred mashed her hard, horny tits in his squeezing hands. Two big cocks fucked in and out of her juicy fuck-holes. Killy saw stars.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, shivering from head to toe as she got fucked this new way. "What is this!"
"It's a fuck-sandwich," Fred rasped into her cute little ear and gave it some licks.
So Killy added that to her list of games the play-the fuck sandwich!
Chapter Nine
Killy's eye fluttered, then closed completely and rolled in her head. Her tits twisted hotly in Fred's hands. Her puckered asshole clenched and unclenched spasmodically on his lunging cock. Her pussy sucked Abe's cock. Big waves of cummy pleasure washed through her.
And that was just the beginning. After Fred pumped her squirming ass full of jism and Abe pumped her wrenching pussy full of thick cum, Tom and Pete took over. Tom worked his cock up into her ass, and Pete filled her cunt with stiff cock.
In a hot flash, Killy fucked her ass and pussy wildly on their drilling cocks and came so much that she drowned them both in her juicy cum.
Her ass churned and her cunt corkscrewed. Her pussy humped and her asshole sucked. The two giant cocks fucked her silly. She almost passed out when the horny men busted their nuts up her holes.
But still they fucked. Al screwed her asshole, and Fred, who had rested up, fucked her pussy, because he had already fucked her in the ass. In the end, each of the five men fucked her ass and her pussy.
Later, as she recuperated on the barn floor, Killy did her math on her fingers. Each man had fucked her pussy once, and each man had fucked her ass once. "Wow!" she gasped. "I was fucked ten times!"
If it had been up to her the vacation would have gone on forever, but Fred got a phone call from Florida.
Killy was in the room and she heard him say, "Yes, sir," a lot. The rest she didn't understand because he talked about some package that didn't need to be tied up but could be delivered right to his door.
A few hours later, as he fucked her on her bed-all the men had gone-she didn't know there was a connection between the phone call and what he said as he screwed her.
"I'm sending you down to Florida," he told her.
"You are!" she gasped.
"Yes. I have a friend down there who wants to meet you. You'll love it. Sunshine and swimming pools, beaches and picnics."
"But I want to stay here," she sobbed.
"I know, kitten," he said. "But Roger Blane is a very important man. You don't say no to him."
Killy pouted and said, "He doesn't sound like a very nice man."
"Well, he's nice to girls," Fred said.
He was right. But Killy didn't find that out for quite a while. First there was the jet ride down there. That was fun. And then there was the long drive in the limousine, but that was fun, too.
Fred had made her wear her minidress because a man at the Miami airport would recognize her by it. Sure enough, when she stepped off the big jet, a man in a black uniform and cap came right up to her.
"Killy?" he asked.
"Uh-huh."
"I'm Steven. Come with me, please." He got her luggage and led her to a long limousine.
He put her bags in the trunk and said, "Sit in the front with me."
When he was driving, he kept glancing at her, curious about her. He had never picked up a girl for his employer at the airport before. Usually, the pick-up was in the dead of night and the girl was bound, gagged and blindfolded, or rolled up in a rug.
Killy misunderstood his frequent glances. She smiled and said, "If you want to see my tits, just say so."
"Uhhh, yes," he said. "I'd like to see your tits."
So Killy drew the low neck of her dress down and tucked it under her thrusting young tits.
Steven glanced at them often.
He seemed shy or something, so Killy said, "Would you like to see my pussy, too?"
He couldn't turn that offer down. He nodded his head and Killy hiked her little dress way up onto her tummy. Steven stared at her furry young cunt and his cock got stiff in his pants.
When Killy saw the size of his bulge, she slumped a little on the seat and purred, "Can't we stop for a while?"
Steven found a place to park off the road and Killy reached over and grasped his big hard-on.
"Are you shy?" she wanted to know, and milked his cock.
Steven burst into laughter. If she only knew what his second job was. He was Roger Blane's official cherry-buster. It was his job to break the cherry of every virgin who turned up in the shipments, to prepare her for what was to follow.
"No, I'm not shy," he said, opening his pants. He worked his growing cock out of them.
She leaned down and stretched her lips over his cock. She gave it a big suck, a few licks, and moaned on it. She would have liked to suck it off, but her pussy got so hot she couldn't stand it.
She threw herself back across the seat and spread her pretty legs wide. "Mmm, fuck me . . . uhhh . . . what did you say your name was?"
"Steven." He chuckled, and got his cock between her thighs and into her horny young cunt.
Killy snaked her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down on hers. She sucked his tongue nice as he urged his stiff cock into her pussy.
After just a few strokes of his cock, she moaned and wrenched her hot pussy on it. Her little clit stiffened and it scraped against his coarse pubic hair as she humped and screwed and fucked.
Steven reared back and plunged all of his cock into her cunt as if he were breaking a cherry. Killy gasped on his tongue and came wildly. Then she fucked with a passion that burned his cock and made it explode.
She whimpered with pleasure as his big cock pumped big wads of jism for her pussy. In return, she twisted her ass and screwed her tight pussy around and around on his gushing cock.
"Mmmmm," she moaned again when he finished with her. "That was a good one."
Her blue eyes twinkled and she smiled up at him.
"You really shouldn't be shy," she rasped. "Any girl would like that cock up her pussy."
Steven shook his head, put his cock away, and started the car. There was a long drive ahead of them. Killy noticed that.
"How much farther is it?" she wanted to know.
"About another hour," he said.
"An hour!" she rasped. "Where in the world are we going, for goodness sake?"
She pouted about it, but not for long. She thought about his big cock, and her pussy twitched.
"Steven," she said in a small voice. "Can we stop again?"
He laughed. She reminded him of his kid sister years ago. She had to stop a lot on a trip to go pee. But Killy had to cum. So he didn't mind stopping at all. He fucked her brains out.
When they finally got to where they were going and a guard in uniform opened big iron gates with a remote control, Killy sat up and gasped.
And when they drove up a long curved driveway, she looked ahead and rasped, "That's not a house! It's a mansion!"
"Almost," Steven chuckled. He parked and got out and said, "I'll take care of your luggage later. Come with me."
To Killy's surprise, the giant door opened without anyone knocking on it, and a pretty maid, not much older than Killy, let them in. She ran off before Killy could even say hello.
Steven went to a phone and talked into it without dialing a number, and Killy stared wide-eyed at the huge room, the big chandelier, the winding staircase, and plush carpeting.
A few moments later, a tall man in a silk robe came down the stairs. He had snow-white hair, flashing blue eyes, and a nice smile.
"You must be Killy," he said.
She smiled, too. "You must be Mr. Blane."
"Roger to you, kitten," he said, and Killy's clit tingled as much as her nipples.
He excused himself and took Steven aside where they whispered a lot. Steven did most of the talking into Roger's ear, and he kept nodding his head.
Then Steven said, "Will that be all, sir?"
"Yes," Roger said. "There is a shipment tonight."
"I'll take care of it, sir," Steven said, and left the house.
Roger put his big, strong arm around Killy's shoulders. "Come with me," he said. "I'll show you around."
He guided her up the big stairs and, as he talked with her about her trip, he stroked her cute, round ass. Killy smiled when his hand was on her ass, and her eyes sparkled. By the time they reached the top of the stairs, two of his fingers had pushed her dress in and he rubbed her pussy.
He led her down the long corridor to big double doors which he pushed open. The room was huge and dark, except for two curious things. On each side of the room was a bed, bright lights, cables and cameras.
"Golly!" Killy gasped when Roger led her to the left side of the room. There were men working the cameras and on the bed was a young girl. She was stark naked and spread-eagled with her wrists and ankles shackled to the four corners of the bed. There was a wide strip of tape over her mouth.
"Wh-what's going on?" Killy stammered, feeling a little uneasy.
Roger gave her ass a small squeeze. "I make movies," he said. "Didn't Fred tell you?"
"No," Killy said, staring at the poor girl. She had darling tits and an awfully pretty pussy. "What kind of a movie is it?"
"It's a documentary on the evils in American society," he lied. 'It's about a young girl who is kidnapped and raped and then sold into sexual slavery. She's a sex slave."
"Golly," Killy said in a breathy way. "That's terrible." She peered closer at the girl on the bed. "Is she all right?"
"Sure," Roger said, hiking her dress up in back. "She's a wonderful little actress, isn't she? One of our best. She makes a hundred dollars an hour for this."
"It looks almost real."
"It has to if we're going to get our message across," Roger said, stroking her naked ass.
Killy sighed. Her tits rose up like live things in her dress. Her pussy twitched.
"Can we go now?" she rasped. "It makes me . . . feel funny."
Roger took her out of the room and shut the big doors. So Killy never did see the two-hundred pound brute come out of the shadows, big and naked, with a massive cock that looked more like a weapon than an instrument of love.
And, because the room was soundproofed, she didn't know that the big man tore the tape off of the girl's mouth so her screams could be recorded while he fucked the hell out of her pussy.
All she knew was that Roger was a very rich man and liked her ass. As he played with it, he led her down another corridor and showed her into one of the many rooms.
The minute Killy saw her suitcases on the floor, she rasped, "This is my room?"
The maid she had seen downstairs was unpacking her things for her.
"Oh, wait!" Killy cried, but she was too late.
The young maid lifted Killy's favorite vibrator out of the suitcase. But she didn't say a word about it. Neither did Roger. The maid put it in the drawer of the small dressing table, right where Killy would have thought of keeping it.
"You freshen up," Roger said. "Cora will help you with anything you need. I'll be back with a couple of friends I want you to meet." He squeezed her ass and left.
Killy moved around the huge bedroom in wonder. One whole wall was mirrored, so it looked like two big rooms! And two Killies! And two Coras! It was breath-taking, to say the least.
Her breath really would have been taken if she'd known that the whole wall was a two-way mirror, and that right behind it, sitting in a row of big leather chairs, was a group of men watching every move she made.
"Your bath is ready, Killy," the maid said.
"It is!" Killy chirped, and looked down the room. There was a huge bathroom there, all right, wide open and luxurious.
"Here, let me help you," Cora said, and unzipped Killy's dress in back. Without saying why, she gently turned Killy to face the big mirror, and she peeled her dress all the way down her lovely body to her small feet.
Killy thanked her and stepped out of her dress and sandals at the same time. Beautifully naked, she looked at herself in the mirror and cupped her proud, jutting tits in her hands.
Squeezing them gently, she parted her feet a little more and gazed at her furry young cunt. It always surprised her that no matter how many cocks fucked it, it still looked like the pussy of a virgin.
"You're very pretty," Cora said by her ear. "And you have a perfect ass." Her hand smoothed over Killy's firm asscheeks.
"Well, thank you!" Killy said hotly. "But you'd better not do that. Roger has been feeling it ever since I got here!"
"What will happen if I don't stop?" Cora teased.
"I think you know," Killy sighed.
Cora smiled prettily and said, "Come take your bath. I'll wash you."
And she did. She stripped naked and got into the big tub with Killy. She soaped a soft sponge and caressed Killy's tits with it.
"Stand up," she said, and when Killy did, she stroked her pussy with the sponge, back and forth, back and forth.
Killy set her foot up on the edge of the tub, which opened her thighs wide, and Cora kissed her fresh young pussy. Killy gasped. So Cora slipped her hands up to Killy's cute ass and pulled gently till her pussy was humped out. Then she licked it all over.
"Cora!" Killy gasped. "Golly! You know what that does to a girl!"
"Mm-hmm," Cora moaned and licked her tongue up into Killy's cunt.
A little later, when Cora sucked her clit, Killy gasped, "You want me to cum!"
So she did. She tossed her head and mauled her tits and humped her hot pussy on Cora's exciting mouth. She shivered all over and came a good one that left her panting.
She was still panting when Cora dried her whole body slowly and teasingly. By the time the maid was finished drying her tits, Killy felt as hot as if she'd never cum.
"Let's get you something nice to wear," Cora said, and went to a closet behind folding doors. Killy ambled over and looked at all the girls' clothes, everything from jackets to nighties.
"Goodness," she said. "Does Roger have a granddaughter, too?"
Cora just brought out a sexy blue nightie and handed it to Killy. "Here. Put this on."
"Shouldn't I dress for dinner, or something?"
"Later," Cora said. "Lounge in this for now."
Chapter Ten
Killy slipped the flimsy nightie over her body, moved up to the huge mirror, and admired herself in it. The nightie was light and see-through. She touched her pink nipples-all spikey because of Cora-with her fingertips and heaved a big sigh of pleasure. Her tits rose up with the sigh, and they lifted the hem of the short nightie about an inch. Her pussy peeked out.
"Why don't you lie down?" Cora suggested, so Killy did. She stretched out in the center of the large, comfy bed because that was where Cora had piled two big pillows, one on top of the other.
Propped up and looking pretty, Killy waited for Cora to get on the bed with her, maybe to lick her pussy nice.
But that wasn't what Cora did. She went to the door, opened it, admitted Roger and two men, and left, closing the door behind her.
Killy was struck speechless when she saw the two men with Roger. They weren't hunks; they were hulks! They were both over six feet tall, both had blonde hair, both were perfectly tanned, and both wore nothing but bikini briefs! They had bulging biceps and chunky crotches!
"Oh," Killy squeaked in a little voice, and her pouty lips made a cute O. Her blue eyes were wide.
"Killy," Roger said with a grin on his face. "Meet Bob and Bill. They're my trainers."
Killy found her voice and rasped, "What do they train? Police dogs?"
Bob got on the bed with her, on her right, smiled with even white teeth, and said, "Hello, Killy."
Bill did the same on her left, and said, "Hi, Killy."
"Oh, God," she rasped. She felt like a book between two large bookends.
Her tits acted up and her pussy tingled. Her eyes darted from hulk to hulk, and she was highly aware of their cocks right next to her hands.
"A kiss," Bob said in a voice so husky that Killy turned her face to him and parted her lips.
He pressed his strong mouth to her lips and tongued it as if he were eating pussy. She caught her breath and just had to give his nice tongue a few licks and sucks.
"A kiss," Bill said, just as huskily, and Killy turned her wet mouth to him and let him tongue it for a while.
As Bill occupied her hot mouth, Bob caressed her right tit and teased her little nipple. Then Bill teased her other one. Killy wriggled on the bed when her tits caught fire. The flames licked right down into her pussy!
As if he knew that, Bob moved his hot hand down to her thigh, stroked it up and down a few times, just until it quivered like crazy, then teased her pussy.
Bill stroked her other thigh and then shared her pussy with Bob. A thousand big fingers aroused her cunt so good that she spread her legs wide.
"Lift your nightie way up," Bob said thickly.
So she did. Her fingers trembled as she drew the sheer nightie all the way up to her chin, and her hard young tits heaved.
Bob and Bill both placed their sexy mouths on her tits and sucked them so good that she squirmed her hot pussy for them.
"Have fun," she heard Roger say and, through glazed eyes, she watched him walk away. That was curious. She thought he'd want to stay to see this. Little did she knew that he- and a dozen other voyeurs-weren't going to miss a thing.
Then she forgot all about Roger as the men with her drowned her in a sea of cummy pleasure.
They sucked her tits. They licked her all over.
They stroked her pussy a lot, teased her ass even more.
They took turns eating her pussy. Bob drilled his powerful tongue in and out of it as Bill ate her tits like he was starving.
Then he ate her pussy while Bob sucked her tits. In no time at all, Killy was a whimpering mass of hot female flesh on the bed, aching for cock.
When her hot pussy heaved like her horny tits, Bill teased, "What do you want?"
Killy gazed homily at them and panted, "Do you know what a fuck sandwich is?"
Bill laughed heavily. Bob chuckled and shot a glance at the mirrored wall. He knew that the men behind it could hear every word and sound from this room. So they heard Killy's desire.
The big, muscular beach boys stripped off their briefs and there they were, right before Killy's hot, hungry eyes.
"Oh, God!" she gasped. "On second thought, maybe you can't!"
But they had done this before, many times, to girls a lot smaller than Killy.
"Leave it to us," Bob said in a strong, com- forting voice. Killy felt less threatened.
They drew her off the bed, removed her nightie, and sandwiched her between them. She was breathless and hot.
Bill kissed her open mouth and eased her body forward a little. He toyed with her tits as Bob soaked his cock up her pussy, then wedged it up her ass.
Killy gasped and choked on Bill's tongue in her sucking mouth all the while that Bob inched his enormous cock into her stretched little asshole.
When it was well-lodged up her tight ass, he told Bill to go ahead. He grasped her by the shoulders and brought her back on his rigid cock, then Bill got his swollen, throbbing cock up her pussy.
Killy gasped and choked her way through his entry, too, and then she had both giant cocks pulsing in her belly. She could only gasp and whimper as they double-fucked her.
Her eyes rolled. Her tits strained up. Her fingers clawed at Bill's huge arms. Her asshole squirmed on Bob's slip-sliding cock. And her cumming pussy sucked on Bill's cock.
Both men bent their knees and lunged their big cocks up into her wrenching belly. Killy saw stars. Then they did that again and again until in the end, her feet left the floor and she was suspended on two huge, thick, gushing cocks.
Her whole body quivered and quaked between them, then it shivered and shuddered as big waves of cummy pleasure engulfed her. She came so much that she passed out on the cocks.
When she came to, just a few moments later, she found herself writhing on the bed with the men standing by, grinning.
Her glazed blue eyes moved from smile to smile and she panted, "A girl could get hooked on that! After a fuck sandwich like that, how could she ever be satisfied with just a husband?"
It wasn't just an expression of her mind-boggling pleasure; she really wondered about that.
So Bob said, "Now you know why they don't want girls to fuck for fun. No girl would want to stick with one guy, and marriage would go down the drain."
"Oh," Killy said, but rubbed her purring pussy. "That's okay with me."
There was a beeping sound in the room and Bill said, "I have to go. Why don't you show her the play room."
"The play room?" Killy echoed.
"Put your nightie on and come with me," Bob said.
"Just my nightie?"
"Sure. Nobody will see us," he lied. There were hidden cameras all over the place.
He tugged on his briefs and Killy stared at the meaty bulge his cock made up his belly, almost to the waistband.
He took her downstairs in a small, carpeted elevator, and as they descended, she felt his bulge, still fascinated with it.
"You must be proud of that," she purred, and rubbed it up and down, squeezed it, fondled it. His wet cock-head peeked over the edge of his briefs.
The elevator stopped and he took her to some big doors, which he opened. It was really dark in there. It took Killy a few minutes to focus her eyes. Then she gasped.
The walls were lined with all sorts of chains and cuffs, whips and lashes. Chains and cuffs hung from the ceiling everywhere, and the cuffs weren't fur-lined like in Fred's barn. There were a number of tables with shackles on the four corners.
"This is the play room?" Killy rasped. "It looks more like a dungeon!"
"This is where Mr. Blane makes his horror movies," Bob told her. "All in fun."
"Oh," she said, and breathed easier.
"Come here," Bob said, and took her by the hand. "I'll show you."
He got her up on a table, shackled her wrists wide apart, and her ankles spread open.
"Make believe you're a captive," he said. "And I'm going to drive you wild."
He ate her pussy and sucked her clit and tongue-fucked her hot cunt so long and so hard that she didn't have to pretend. She went wild.
Her tits strained and her ass jumped and her pussy jerked when she came. Her whole body arched and tossed and twisted up in the air.
Then Bob shoved his briefs down under his big, hot balls, climbed onto the table with her, stuffed his huge cock into her pussy, and fucked her like an animal.
That was when all hell broke loose. Not in his horny balls. In the room. The doors flew open and a whole bunch of policemen barged in. Then Killy could hear sirens outside, and screaming and yelling upstairs. Two big policemen pulled Bob off her writhing young body and his cock left her pussy with a sudden slurpy sound.
All of a sudden a young woman appeared out of the crowd of policemen. She looked like Lois Lane to Killy.
She tore at Killy's shackles and rasped, "I'm Tina Barrett. You poor kid. Don't worry. Everything's going to be all right now."
She helped Killy down off the table, saw her shiver and thought she was cold and put her own coat around her shoulders.
"You come with me," Tina said protectively. "The other girls are already taken care of."
What other girls? Killy wondered as the woman led her out of the mansion and into her car. She drove in silence for a long time.
Finally, she asked, "What's your name?"
"Killy."
"Kelly what?"
"Killy. With an i. Killy Banner."
"Well, Killy, I'm a social worker, but I have to take you to Captain Owens so he can ask you some questions. Now, don't be intimidated by him. His bark is worse than his bite. And I'll be with you every minute."
When Killy sat in a big office with another whole bunch of policemen, feeling small in the big chair, she didn't know what to make of the questions Captain Owens asked.
Right off the bat, he asked a very silly one. "Were you gagged and handcuffed in a black van and driven here?"
Killy sipped the cup of water Tina had given her and said, "No. I came here on a jet plane."
Captain Owens took the cigar out of his mouth and stared hard at her. "Weren't you beaten and dragged into that place?"
"No," Killy said. "A chauffeur took me there."
"But you did see the dungeon!"
Killy shook her head. "That's not a dungeon. That's where Mr. Blane makes his horror movies. It's his play room."
"Oh, great," the captain groaned. "A ding-a-ling!"
"Captain!" Tina snapped. "Please try to be civil. Can't you see she's in shock? If you saw the traumatic situation I found her in ... " "Okay, okay," he growled. To Killy, he said, "Weren't you assaulted by two big guys named Bull and Bruno?"
"No," Killy said. "I only met Bob and Bill." She didn't know they had used false names.
"Shit!" the captain grumbled, and bit his cigar. "Get her out of here. She'd make a lousy witness!"
But Tina had been listening carefully and watching Killy closely. "I don't agree, Captain," she said. "If you would release her into my custody, I think I can be of some help."
"Always saving the underdog, huh? Well, go ahead. See what you can do with her."
"Come with me, Killy," she said.
Out in the car, Killy asked, "Where are we going?"
"I'm taking you home with me for a few days," Tina said. As they walked up to the door of Tina's house, Killy noticed the man next door. He was kind of fat, wearing shorts, and watering his lawn. Killy stifled a giggle. The way he held the hose, it looked like he was holding his cock and pissing like a horse!
"Well, counselor," he called to Tina. "I see you've got yourself another runaway. A real doll this time."
"Ignore him, Killy," Tina said, and ushered her into the house. "He's just a dirty old man who ought to be locked up."
She took Killy right to her bedroom and said, "You must be tired. Why don't you lie down for a while?"
She took her coat and Killy lay down in her cute little blue nightie. Tina's eyes ran up and down her young body, paused on her jutting tits, then on her cute little pussy.
She smiled and said, "If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were a virgin."
"I know!" Killy giggled. "Isn't that neat?" She sat up and looked down at her pussy. "It always looks brand new!"
Tina sat on the edge of the bed and, since Killy's thighs were wide open, she pet her pussy gently. Her eyes met Killy's.
"You wanted that man in the dungeon to fuck you, didn't you?" she asked.
"In the play room? Yes! I was so hot!"
"Did he make you hot?"
"Yes!"
"How?"
So Killy told her how Bill and Bob had ravished her with a fuck sandwich and how Bob later shackled her to that table and ate her pussy so good that she had to fuck.
Just hearing that much told Tina all she needed to know about this horny young teen. Sure of herself then, she got her face between Killy's thighs and gave her pussy a few licks.
"Do you mind?" she asked.
"No!" Killy rasped. "Don't stop!"
So Tina got naked on the bed and ate her pussy real nice-then and later, and the next day. On the second night, when they were real good friends and Killy loved being there, Tina got on the bed naked with her.
She licked Killy's pussy and said, "Tell me how you got to Florida. Where did you fly from? Who paid for the tickets?"
Killy thought she was just being friendly and wanted to know all about her so, as she humped her cunt on Tina's delightful tongue, she talked and talked and talked.
She squirmed her pussy and told Tina how Fred had sent her to Roger Blane, how Ben Stoner had sent her to Fred, how Carl Anders had sent her away with Ben, and how she met Carl when she was hitchhiking. She told all.
And Tina got it all on tape. Killy had no idea that the small black thing on the nightstand was a miniature recorder.
After several hours and a lot of cums for Killy, Tina had the whole story. She licked and asked. Killy came and answered-over and over again.
After Killy dozed off, Tina went into the other room and typed up her report. After she edited out all of Killy's moans and gasps and squeals and cries and pleas for more, she had several pages of valuable information for Captain Owens' computer.
When she turned in the report, Captain Owens was elated.
"Good work, Barrett!" he roared like a bull.
"All those girls had been blindfolded and transported at night. They don't know half of this stuff! Great job!" And he slapped the report happily.
Thanks to Killy, a nationwide dragnet went out and swept up every member of the sex ring. It even swept up Killy's foster parents, who were arrested for child abuse.
But Killy knew nothing of all that at the time. All she knew was that Tina had a loving tongue and kept her cumming a lot.
So when she was with Tina a few days and Tina asked her if she'd like to live with her permanently, Killy hugged her and kissed her and squealed, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Starting that very night, they did sixty-nine a lot, and Killy was very happy-and cummy!
The next morning, when Tina woke her up with her tongue up her pussy, Tina said, "I have to go to work now. Will you be all right?"
"Oh, yes!" Killy exclaimed. "I'll be fine. You go ahead."
When Tina was gone, Killy rubbed her pussy and thought about the dirty old man next door. Since she would be living here now, she thought it would be nice of her to go over and get to know him better.
