This is a harsh report that investigates in depth the sexual experiences of early pubescent girls and boys who have become the foster children of adults. Specifically, the report concerns the sexual life of these children, particularly the sexual practices which have evolved from the foster home environment. We cannot-we must not-blind ourselves to the fact that some foster children are sexually abused and/or used by some adults. Nor should we turn away from scenes that expose youngsters as aggressors. The foster home is one environment in which hyper-sexuality-where fellatio, cunnilingus, anal intercourse, mutual masturbation, and other sexual variations-can run wild. It did for the young case subjects whose stories are revealed here.
As publishers, we have both released and read many books about a large variety of sexual subjects. We doubt, however, that you have ever read one which goes so directly to the core, so deliberately to the raw nerve center, of sexual practices, as does SEX PRACTICES OF FOSTER CHILDREN. We are grateful to Saul Carson, the pseudonym of a social case worker, for writing this work and permitting us to publish it.
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MARIA R.
came to my attention when she was thirteen. I had assumed full charge of the case following neighbors complaints of grievous irregularities at the household, and it was in the slum area of a large western city where little notice is ordinarily taken of such activity. My initial report included a lengthy transcript of Maria's story, which she willingly gave me. She insisted, in fact, in giving it to me privately at my apartment, and she took pains to describe to me in detail her various sexual experiences.
At the age of eleven she had been consigned to a foster home, along with her sister who was two years older. The placement was unlikely a proper one, her foster mother lived alone and was a woman of only twenty-nine or so. The foster mother had apparently been able to persuade the authorities that the man with whom she was currently keeping company was her husband, although this was not the case. At any rate, Maria and Susan, eleven and thirteen years of age respectively were housed with Jeannie M., and dependent upon her for all their needs as to food, clothing and shelter.
Maria and Susan were scarcely ensconced in the back bedroom of Jeannie's house when it became apparent to them that this was not an ordinary household. Maria was just approaching puberty from the best of her recollection, and her sister was well into the physically developmental aspects of early womanhood. They slept in separate beds and frequently talked to one another into the night of their troubles quietly conversing across the narrow room which they kept lighted by a dim night light. Frequently they heard the sounds of muted violence, which they eventually discovered to be accompanying the lovemaking activities of their foster mother and her man and voyeurism being natural to children, they sought ways of watching. Jeannie was a brown bodied, well developed woman requiring a great deal of sexual activity, and the girls had come to be aware of a distinct sexual aura which surrounded her.
On one particular night which Maria recalls, she and her sister were awakened by loud talk from the man to Jeannie and after lying a few moments listening, they crept to the door and opened it softly, just enough to enable them to watch and listen. There was such a great deal going on in the room that neither participant paid any attention to the partially opened door. The girls were flabbergasted to see a huge black male standing naked by the bed arguing with the woman Jeannie was lying in the bed, also naked, and there was evidence of a great deal of drinking having been undertaken. A half-empty whiskey bottle sat on the table and the voices of both participants were loud. Maria and Susan noticed that the man was standing at Jeannie's head with a full erection, and as they watched, he reached a huge hand to her head and wrenched her mouth over the head of his prick. She withdrew and pushed her head away.
Jeannie: "Sam, I'm not doing it. Now git over here and go on to bed. I'm sleepy."
Sam: "I'll go to bed whenever I damn well feel like it. You're gonna suck my prick or I'll bash your goddamn head in. You been doin' it ever' nite. What'sa matter with you anyhow woman?"
Jeannie: "I'm tired and I ain't doin' it, and you can go to hell."
Sam at this point straddled the woman swinging a muscular thigh over her body and sitting on her breasts, thrusting his prick toward her mouth. As she fought him, he simply moved a hand to the back of her neck, sought and found a point at the base of her skull where the application of pressure resulted in a great deal of pain and gently pressed. It required very little pressure on his part and the woman winced in pain.
"Take it, goddamn it, take it all. Ain't foolin' aroun' with you no more. Git with it."
She writhed, heaving her hips upward as though to throw his body off hers, but she may as well have attempted to move a half-ton of concrete. Her movements served to push his crotch closer to her mouth, and finally, they both relaxed as his cock eased half its length into her mouth, and he began a slow, easy back and forth movement his prick engulfed by her mouth to the limit afforded by her throat.
The girls, gasping and panting from excitement watched from a front row seat, as Jeannie began to relax Sam's hand remaining behind her neck for a few moments, then moving to cradle her head. Jeannie's hands now began exploratory movements over that part of Sam's body which she could reach, and he pulled the pillow from underneath her head, supported himself with one hand on the headboard of the bed, and raised his body off her breast sufficiently high enough so her hands could move over his buttocks and testicles as she sucked his meat. The bed was placed in such a way that the girls were looking directly up into Sam's crotch and could see Jeannie's hands moving over the base of his member, then onto his balls, then back toward his asshole. She could only take a portion of his prick into her mouth because of its enormous size and at its base she wrapped one hand around it and gently jacked him off as she sucked.
Sam: "There now. That's better. No more of your damn bullshit woman, or I'll just take and kick the livin' hell outta you. Thought you knew that by this time."
The girls watched bug-eyed as the black man slowly pulled his member from Jeannie's mouth and without anything being said, moved his body slowly so that her tongue traced the length, of his cock toward his pendulous testicles. She sucked and slurped on them for a few moments, then he moved his crotch a bit further so that his asshole was directly over her mouth and her tongue reached for his hole, rimmed it and sunk itself into his asshole as though they had done this many times before.
Sam groaned and moaned softly as the woman worked him over with her tongue and lips. She moved her hand so she could masturbate him as she sucked his hole, then as he climaxed she pushed his crotch lower on her body so that she could accept his ejaculate in her mouth.
Sam was now arching his back and groaning as he experienced orgasm and she pressed her hands on his crotch to push his body toward her breasts, then covered his prick with her mouth as the ejaculate flowed in massive spurts. She rammed two fingers into his asshole as the flowing liquid slowed down and with a combination of masturbatory activities on the base of his cock, heated insertion of her fingers in anal fucking motions and gentle sucking at the tip of his throbbing prick, the final orgastic spurts were lengthened into a brief second climax for him.
The man collapsed on the bed his body rolling over onto its side and Jeannie's mouth simply retained its grip on the softening prick, moving with him as he lay back. She opened his crotch and spread his legs to allow herself full freedom of action and her mouth engulfed the full length of his meat as it relaxed and softened. She guzzled contentedly, licking his nuts and his groin.
Sam: "These two girls you got. They look like pretty nice kids. How old are they?"
"Eleven and thirteen."
"Well, I tell you what you're gonna do, Sis, and damned quick. You get them two little cunts a king-sized bed and replace them two single beds we got in there. They'll start sleeping together and keep it real warm in there so's they don't need much covers. And throw away them nightgowns they got. I want 'em nekkid and ready, fer when I wanta go in there and fuck aroun' with'em."
Jeannie said nothing and the girls got the impression that if she had said anything indicating her dislike of such an arrangement she would have been soundly thrashed on the spot. The man got up out of the bed and walked over to the whiskey bottle sitting on the table, poured himself a straight shot and gulped it. He poured another one, and walked over to hand it to Jeannie. She was reluctant.
"I'm tired, Sam, and I want to go to sleep. I've had enough for one night."
"You drink, this, damn it, and quit givin' me your shit!"
Holding the drink in one hand he backhanded the woman with the other, as she sat up on the bed. She simply lay there a moment then sat up again and took the drink. She was an olive skinned, dark haired woman with snapping black eyes and a trim buttocks, her flesh the texture of a wet eel. Until she persuaded this man to move in with her, Maria had seen her with a great many men, and Jeannie usually was the partner whose orders were followed and whose needs were attended to by the men she corralled. Not so with Sam, Maria noticed. Sam took charge of the place, buffeted Jeannie about, came and went as he chose, and gave orders to have them obeyed with alacrity. Maria had seen Jeannie express genuine concern and remorse when the huge black man would fail to return to the house for a week or so and eventually he would storm in the fornicating would commence, and the tempo of violence would remain high as long as he was there. But, Maria noticed, Jeannie could talk and think of nothing else but Sam when he was gone. They were obviously a violent pair, given to sexual orgies of the wildest nature. He was a black man of over six feet, a hard-muscled giant with sexual needs apparently overreaching all bounds and she was compulsively drawn to him, a sensuous, hot blooded Mexican tigress and an African lion.
The girls continued watching as Sam paced the room naked, his half-hard cock glistening with residual juices swinging and slapping his thighs as he walked. Maria dwelt at length on a description of this man's sexual equipment and it apparently stamped an indelible image on the minds of both girls. I later interviewed her sister and she was as impressed as Maria with Sam's gymnastics and his build, except that being older she was able to comprehend the esthetic values attached to various modes of sexual endeavor, and her feeling was probably somewhat deeper than Maria's.
Sam placed a hand on the back of Jeannie's head as she sat up on the bed, placed the glass containing whiskey at her lips and held it as Jeannie drained it of the whiskey. Before she finished, she grasped both of Sam's wrists to sustain herself or she would have collapsed from the strength of the raw whiskey. She then lay back, saying nothing, her eyes beginning to glaze over from the whiskey's effects. Sam lifted her up easily, tossed her back on the bed on her back, placed a hand on each of her widespread thighs and smothered his face in her crotch.
Maria and Susan watched, fascinated, as Sam's member began another gradual arousal, while his tongue sucked and slurped moving in and around Jeannie's vaginal areas. In spite of herself Jeannie now began to show signs of a thorough arousal and she began moaning and thrashing her body about, as she placed her hands on Sam's head and thrust her crotch into his face. Sam worked her to the edge of a climax then withdrew his tongue, and kneeling on the bed between her outspread thighs, folded her legs back onto her belly and moved his tongue wetly from her luscious, quivering vagina toward her anus. Jeannie's breathing was now in spasmodic gasps, and the girls could hear her moaning to Sam.
"God, let me cum, let me cum! Fuck me, Sammy!"
The man calmly brushed his huge black hands over her folded thighs and wallowed his tongue languorously, ignoring her pleading voice, moving in slow, deliberate sucks, drinking in the beauty and the wonder of her body unhurriedly. He placed a hand under her buttocks supporting her effortlessly, and sunk his tongue full into her anus dragging it out slowly, back and forth, drinking and engorging himself on her body's juices. He occasionally pushed his wet tongue and mouth toward her opened vagina rousing her to short, gasping, moaning whispers of delight as she continued to beg him to let her cum.
Maria recalled to me that as the girls watched these proceedings through the slightly opened door, she was kneeling in front of Susan, while Susan was standing just behind her. Without realizing what she was doing Susan slowly knelt behind Maria as they both were held enraptured by the scene being played before their eyes and her arms entwined Maria's body. She snuggled her opened thighs close to Maria's little buttocks and cupped Maria's breasts in her hands then began moving her crotch in the old, ageless motion slipping gently up and down on Maria's body. Neither girl was fully aware of Susan's actions, except that the warmth of her body against Maria's back blended for both of the girls into an exciting, vaguely sensual accompaniment and backdrop to the frenzied, daemonic scene being played out before them. The two girls felt comfort and warmth in their close body contact, and Susan's activities were in the nature of an affirmation that whatever the world did to them they always had each other. Maria moved to hug Susan's body even closer to her as they watched the activity on the bed just a few feet from their heads.
The big black man continued his leisurely stroking and sucking of Jeannie's crotch, thighs and anal areas bringing her to the edge of a climax then adroitly withdrawing, playing with her cat and mouse fashion. He aroused within her such fires of sexual desire that she was ready to climax auto-erotically with no assistance from her own hands or from his flesh, and only then did he bring his outsized prick into play, pressing it across her widened, flowering cunt, slipping it gently in then out teasing her unmercifully. Her hips writhed and pushed ecstatically toward his crotch and her breathing rate increased to short, choking gasps, when finally he adroitly plunged his huge member into her full force and her climax came as he rammed it home, just holding it firm while she pressed her crotch back and forth onto it.
He lay across her, occasionally humping into her with strong, surging fucking motions while they relaxed.
Jeannie: "God! Did you cum again?"
"Nope."
"Black sonofabitch, now you got me all aroused I may not let you sleep tonight at all."
"Yeah you will. Go git a hot towel and wash me off."
He rolled over and lay on his back and Jeannie moved to do as he said. The girls quietly closed the door and returned to bed. They slept in the same bed this time, for comfort. They felt somehow uneasy after what they had seen and heard and Maria especially was fearful and bewildered trying to unravel the implicit meanings in what the big black man had said. She curled up against Susan's belly and they both discussed briefly what they had seen and heard. Maria recalls clearly the conversation, and related it to me in detail.
Maria: "What did he mean about that big bed?"
Susan: "He wants us to sleep together so when he visits us he'll have plenty of room."
Maria had only the vaguest notion of why he would want to do a crazy thing like that, but for some reason it seemed exciting. It was extremely exciting to Susan.
Susan: "What he was doing to Jeannie he wants to do to us."
Susan was sophisticated enough to be able to gather up the loose ends and come up with an accurate reply to V aria on most of the questions she asked, and Maria recalls that Susan seemed almost to look forward to it. Maria continued to be unable to sort out all the vague meanings in the black man's remarks but simply did not worry about it, and Susan looked forward to the anticipated changes and that calmed and soothed her.
SUSAN R.
My interviews with Maria's older sister enabled me to flesh out the picture so far as the occurrences in this bizarre household during the next several months. Susan's description of these occurrences was somewhat more graphic than Maria's, and each of the girls remembered details which had been overlooked or forgotten by the other.
I asked her: "Was there any more activity that night? I mean in Jeannie's and Sam's bed?"
"We fell asleep soon after that, and there were still a few noises in there, but not as loud as they had been."
I asked her then if the single beds were replaced by a large king-sized double bed.
"They sure were, and Jeannie went and got the biggest bed she could find. Sam was gone for a while after that night, and Maria and me we had this new bed, and it sure was nice. Jeannie told us that we were to sleep naked from then on and she took our nightgowns. She kept the room so warm that we needed only the lightest of covers and frequently none at all. We slept with a small light on and usually Maria would curl up against me, sometimes I'd curl up against her. We've always had a real close relationship."
Susan recalled for me that it was just after they had begun sleeping on this new bed that seemed to occupy the entire room, that Sam's absence became particularly galling to Jeannie. She became restless, and frequently spent her evenings talking with the girls. She had a great deal of pornographic literature about, and one evening she brought in a sheaf of it along with a great many photographs and asked the girls if they'd like to see it. Being of course intensely curious both girls looked it over carefully, asking Jeannie questions and soon they were both sexually aroused in a vague, indefinable way. Lying naked on the bed examining the photographs, Susan's breasts showed clear signs of an incipient sexual arousal, and her entire body quivered from the excitement of it. She half-lay curled up around Maria's naked body as they both examined the photographs and drank in Jeannie's graphic descriptions of oralistic intercourse, fellatio cunnilingus and an endless variety of other sexual endeavors, all
As the evening progressed Susan recalled that they all three became aroused and excited, and Jeannie finally stepped into the other room to fetch a bottle of Cold Duck and three glasses. Oddly, Susan recalled the name of this beverage after a lapse of considerable time between the event's occurrence and its relation to me. Possibly, she explained, it was due to the funny name. Anyhow the drink excited the young girls further and soon they were giggling and laughing as they experimented in the various poses while viewing them in photographs.
Jeannie continued a running commentary meanwhile, and gave the girls a fairly thorough going sexual education by means of experiments and explanations. They all three lay sprawled on the huge bed and Jeannie encouraged the girls to sip all they wanted of their drinks. She provided more when they wanted it. Many of the photographs were of herself and various males and females, and these she particularly dwelt on avidly watching the young girls' reactions. Susan recalls that as she lay curled up against Maria's back she began fondling her sister's parts off handedly without even thinking about what she was doing. Jeannie noticed that as the drinks began taking effect the girls lost all inhibitions, and while Susan began fondling Maria's body from behind Jeannie stroked Maria's little pussy and inner thighs. She moved her hand teasingly from the girl's crotch to her little budding breasts, frequently leaning over to tongue swab her breasts and her belly.
Jeannie and Susan played harmless little games with Maria. They laid her on her back, Jeannie on one side of her and Susan on the other and the woman and the girl took turns teasing the younger girl by tongue swabbing her body. Jeannie showed Susan how to most effectively arouse a girl by tongue contact at the various parts of the crotch, then she would demonstrate. Maria lay on the bed between them languidly enjoying the sensations feeling the pressure of Jeannie's tongue, then her sister's on various parts of her body. Jeannie and Susan took turns licking the younger girl's breast and cunt, the woman on one the girl at the other. They would switch places and told Maria to close her eyes and try to guess which tongue was which. She disappointed them by always being able to distinguish Jeannie's firm hungry tongue massage from Susan's more hesitant gentle licking. When Jeannie's turn would come at Maria's crotch she worked her tongue in delightful swirls all over the young girl's lower body. She spread the girl's luscious little thighs apart and undertook a lengthy loving oral dalliance, her tongue massaging Maria's widespread pussy plunging heatedly into her eager cunt lapping the peripheral areas of her vagina, sucking and pushing with her tongue and lips. She was gratified to see that Maria was able to build up into a full-scale orgasm young as she was.
Jeannie instructed Susan to take Maria's breast in her mouth and continue sucking and licking them, while she experimented to see what fires she could build in this young thing's virgin body. She had Maria moaning and tossing from side to side drawing in her breath in sucks and gasps, while the woman and the girl played their sweet games of dalliance. Jeannie sensed the girl's approach into a full-scale orgasm, and as her tongue pressed deeper into the virgin flower, she moved a hand toward the girl's asshole gently finger-fucking her in easy delicious strokes as Maria's first orgasm enveloped her little brown body. While the fires died, she wallowed her tongue languorously at the girl's crotch drinking in the loving juices slurping and sucking to her heart's content.
Jeannie and Susan now sat back and gazed at Maria's body as the girl lay enraptured her thighs opened, her little budding breasts heaving, savoring the aftershocks from her first full blown orgasm. Jeannie had difficulty keeping her hands off the girl's opened crotch and played her hands and fingers over the soft, moist little cunt, opened and waiting for more. After a few moments Maria pressed Jeannie's hands firm against her opened vagina asking for more. Jeannie turned the girl over on her belly and raised her buttocks with up drawn knees. She then traced a wet passage from her upper spine toward her little upraised behind, and as she approached the opening Jeannie's hand moved to caress the girl's opened thighs and press an eager finger into her little pussy. Maria was beside herself with excitement. Jeannie raised her head up a moment and spoke to the girl.
"Do you want to play with Susan's body while I do this?"
Maria nodded an affirmative, and Jeannie gently instructed Susan to sit so that her opened crotch pressed against her sister's face and Maria in her state of intense excitement pushed an eager pulsating tongue into Susan's little cunt lapping the sweet juices with uninhibited abandon. Jeannie assured both the girls that their actions were natural and were the result of perfectly ordinary sexual impulses shared by all animals alike. Affording these impulses a variety in the means of outlet enhanced psychological health, she told them. Added to these assurances was the inescapable fact that Maria and Susan both hot blooded girls of Mexican descent, were in their natural element while involved in sexual activity. Having no inhibitions whatever, as a consequence of Jeannie's instructions and her example they allowed their senses unimpeded flow into kinesthetic adventures of all sorts. Maria's act in pushing her tongue into Susan's widespread little cunt was impulsive and natural not forced or hesitant. Her body was undergoing all sorts of wonderful adventures and once the restraints were down she and her sister were ready to explore every avenue of approach to the hedonistic adventurism of the sexual sophisticate. She needed only a suggestion from Jeannie, and she willingly undertook all sorts of interesting experimentation.
Jeannie moved to assist Susan in getting comfortable and gently pressed her thighs into a spread-eagled position to allow unimpeded entry of Maria's tongue into her vaginal cavity. She then instructed Susan to simply lie back and relax, and Maria lost herself in the delights of her sister's flowering pussy while Jeannie moved toward Maria's upturned back down toward her behind sending shivers through the girl's body. Moving gradually to the girl's buttocks, Jeannie again moved with one hand to caress her thighs then pressed a finger gently into her moist waiting pussy and began a pulsing, exciting masturbatory movement while her tongue pushed and prodded into the pink little anus. Jeannie felt certain the girl could climax again this being her first sexual arousal, and she brought Maria into a panting, squirming state of intense excitement in a very short while. With a generous outlay of spittle she worked the girl's buttocks into a quivering eager mass pushing her tongue then a finger into her anal cavity working it around and arousing all the sensuous delights resident in that bodily area. She pushed her tongue in firm strokes the length of the girl's crack wetting it thoroughly, then stroking it with her hand and finger in wet, slurping, delicious strokes of love.
Susan related to me that as she lay back she relaxed and watched as Maria lost herself in a series of loving sucks and probes of her pussy, and she lay her hands on Maria's head and guided her tongue's movements to those areas most sensitive to probing and sucking. Maria began moaning in ecstasy as Jeannie brought her into a second climax and with the onset of this orgasm her tongue's pressure into Susan's cunt increased. Maria sensed that Susan was now moving into an orgasm and they swung as if by agreement into a long, delicious, satisfying plunge, an orgastic climax. Maria being caressed by Jeannie's tongue and fingers, Susan giving over to Maria's pulsing, eager tongue at her crotch.
Susan recalled for me that Maria retained her tongue in her sister's cunt for long satisfying moments after the climax, gently wallowing her mouth side to side and back and forth in the opening, sucking and pulling. Jeannie monitored Maria's entry into the climax and pressed her tongue deeply into the girl's anus, while increasing somewhat her masturbatory activities on Maria's delightfully sweet little cunt. As the climax receded, Jeannie raised her head and continued playing her hands fondly over the girl's delicious little body, arousing answering quivers as she stroked her thighs and buttocks.
While Maria lay recovering, Jeannie sat relaxed and watched the two girls. She gently turned Maria's body over to expose to her own fond gaze the child's exquisite little pussy and they relaxed a few moments Maria's head at Susan's crotch, Susan lying supine recovering from the climactic physical engagement. Jeannie reached for the champagne bottle and poured both girls another generous portion from it then one for herself. She moved to support Maria's head in her arms as she offered her the drink, and Maria gulped it down. Susan sat up to take her glass from the woman and she asked for more. Jeannie gladly obliged her and they all sat for a while, as the drinks warmed their insides and Jeannie monitored the onset of a drowsy, half-drunken physical condition in both girls. She then offered them one more generous portion, and although Susan's memory at this point is poor, I was able to piece together from her account and from Maria's later, what transpired at this point atop the spanking new, outsized, king-sized bed between the voluptuous Mexican tigress and her two luscious little charges.
Jeannie's eyes began sparkling from the drink and also because of an anticipatory tingling in all her animal senses, at the prospect that she would now teach her little charges the delights of servicing her own amatory needs. She lay reclining alongside the girls now, and she suspected that she could gently guide Maria's mouth and face into a sensuous involvement with her own crotch using no more than simple hand pressure. She began massaging the girl's breasts and without saying a word, gently guided her face toward her own widespread, eager pussy. Using hand pressure, gently massaging those parts of the girl's body most susceptible to this activity, she had the drowsy, half-drunk Maria lying across her own body, the girl's cunt on a line with the woman's breasts, and her face resting at the woman's widespread crotch. She then spoke to her softly as she guided the child's head into position over her vagina.
"Now Maria, push your tongue around and into that area right there. Push harder, Love. There. That's it. Now try moving your tongue up here a bit, then down on my upper thighs and back toward the anus. Put your arm on my thigh and kinda fold it back, so's you really open it up."
Maria did as she was bid, and Jeannie arched her back in sensuous pleasure as the girl began eating her out. Susan was lying alongside her, her head resting on Jeannie's outstretched arm, and Jeannie began fondling the girl's ripening buds arousing her again in an invitation to sensuous pleasures. As Susan drowsily moved her head about on Jeannie's arm her breasts heaving in newly aroused excitement, Jeannie drew her gently toward her own body guiding her lips toward her breasts. Soon Susan was licking and sucking on an erected nipple, becoming gradually more and more aroused. Jeannie guided her onto the other breast and with gentle movements had Susan sucking one breast a while then the other. She then drew the girl's body up to her in such a way that she could fondle her little pussy, and they proceeded in their delicious three-way orgy.
Jeannie's hands moved languorously over the bodies of the two girls as they serviced her. She caressed Maria's back and sides as the girl lay across the woman's body, and her hands moved the length of Susan's body as the girl moved first to one breast then the other. Jeannie guided their activities with gentle massages and pressures, and when they grew tired she plied them with more of the drink. Maria's tongue sent deep spasms through the woman's body and these were transmitted to the two young girls in much the same way that an electric charge is transmitted over a conduit. The three of them became super-heated in a balling, rolling mass, and as the woman's crotch gently heaved in sensuous abandon, Maria probed her tongue deeper and pressed harder on the woman's thighs, pushing them wide apart. As Jeannie climaxed she arched her body upward opening to Maria's tongue the depths of a quivering, sensuous, mouthful of woman's joy, and Maria traced with an eager little hand a wet, luscious path toward the woman's anus as she rode out the orgasm. While it subsided her tongue glided in delicious strokes from the woman's vagina toward the upraised anus, and before the aftershocks had fully receded from the woman's body, the girl had folded both her legs back to allow her tongue into the woman's cunt and her anus with ease. These activities seemed to come natural to the girl and Jeannie had only to occasionally give gentle hand pressure to guide her lips and tongue toward their goals.
Following the orgasm, Jeannie was herself tired and drowsy and they all three sprawled out where they lay, and were soon sound asleep. Naked and sexually satiated the two girls and the woman lay quiet atop the huge bed. As the night wore on, sucking sounds marked the activities of one or another of them as the girls instinctively pulled on one another's breasts or sucked the other's cunt, then drowsily rolled over and slept again. The case of Jeannie M. and her bizarre household came to be the focus of a great deal of attention, and my casebook records a great many intimate interviews with Maria and Susan in an attempt to ascertain the pertinent facts of the case. These two girls were obviously members of a highly sophisticated liberated elite so far as sexual knowledge and activity was concerned, and their later views were of course influenced by the atmosphere of this household where they spent their years of puberty.
Because of the extensive nature of our probes into this matter my interviews with Maria and Susan lasted over several months, and their testimony seemed to have no end. I carefully inserted another piece of the puzzle and added another enlightening chapter to our knowledge of this household after long and physically arduous hours of orally questioning Maria and recording further accounts of her life, accounts which I later was able to fit into a chronological pattern. Her memory of the individual called Sam was etched deep within her psyche, for reasons which will be evident as the transcripts and recordings of our interviews are made public. Sam evidently had as much influence on the girl as Jeannie herself and possibly because of his strong father figure image, both girls remember the details of his looks, actions and general presence with arresting clarity. Possibly this may be due also to the fact that while he served as father image to them, there was no genetic relationship to prevent an attachment between them having explicitly sexual overtones.
The girls never exhibited any rancor toward him or Jeannie, although possibly they might have cause to do so. The gentleness of both adults toward the girls possibly accounts for this, at least in part. The markedly sexual aura which surrounded the entire household was comparable to the electrical charge which invisibly surrounds a high-voltage electrical transformer, needing only a spark to set things moving about smartly. Albeit this was emphatically the case and the girls were subjected to an early acquaintance with sexual activity which would boggle the mind of a reasonably sophisticated adult, there appeared to be scant harm done in this case although I have known of other cases where the harm has been considerable. These latter have usually involved force. The case at hand does not, although of course adult-child relationships infer a greater degree of propriety than was exhibited here.
MARIA R.
During the days immediately succeeding the scene just described between Jeannie and the two girls, Maria recalls very little of outstanding interest. She does remember that Jeannie kept them rather severely to heel allowing them very little leeway in the area where they could roam. She allowed them to dress rather skimpily when they went out-of-doors, but upon re-entry they were obliged to submit to nudity and upon retiring were not allowed use of any night clothes. It appears in Maria's retrospective musings that Jeannie gave a generous interpretation to Sam's growled orders that she keep the girls handy for him, and she did just that. Maria recalls that upon retiring, Jeannie would offer them sparkling burgundy or champagne in generous enough quantity that a suitably drowsy, languorous state of mind was brought about on the part of the girls and she then customarily gave them gentle massages just enough to arouse them sexually in the event of the man's unexpected return. I say unexpected. That is a poor descriptive term, since the only kind of returns which this man made, apparently, were unexpected.
Maria vividly recalls the evening of Sam's first return, after the orgy which the girls had witnessed through the door. Jeannie had massaged both girls after giving them generous portions of Cold Duck, and had squatted between the widespread legs of each of the girls, one at a time, and given them a brief tongue bath of their inner thighs and their private parts. When she left the room she ordered that a small light remain on as usual, and the two girls somewhat aroused now began fondling one another. Jeannie had shown them the inner joys of a head to foot cunt-sucking arrangement, and they were mutually involved in just such a pleasure to the point that they lost all awareness of time or the presence of others in the room. In a blissful sweep into an erotic semi-consciousness they gorged themselves, each on the other's luscious, satisfying cunt, and finally they lay back satisfied after a glorious mutual climax. Maria recalls clearly that she was lying with her head to the foot of the bed and as she rolled away from her sister's body in an attitude of relaxation, she found her head nestled in the naked groin of this huge black skinned male, who simply sat there thighs spread squatted on the bed with one leg folded under him, a knee up-raised and a huge, tight muscled arm reclining across it.
Through the fog of alcohol and drowsiness which had overcome her, she became only gradually aware of his hand moving slowly down the side of her face and he caressed her body gently remaining squatted nonchalantly on one folded leg. Maria was aware of his voice as he turned his head and spoke in murmurs to Jeannie, who, evidently was either in another part of the room or standing at the doorway watching.
"Boy! Some bed. You done a good job on these girls too. Just like I ast cha. May let you suck an extra while on my ole cock one of these nights fer that."
Jeannie said nothing. She simply watched, and apparently that was all she'd be allowed to do while the man gorged himself on the bodies of these young girls.
The man's huge hand tickled Maria's neck and he asked quietly, "What's yore name Little Baby?"
"Maria."
"What's her name?" and he nodded toward Susan, who now was becoming aware of his presence. She lay and simply gazed at him trying to piece together the puzzle.
"Susan."
"How old is she?"
"Thirteen."
"How old are you?"
"Eleven."
"Say, Hon, you purty developed fer your age." His hands moved to caress her breasts and he moved to all fours in a moment, a half-hard prick dangling into Maria's face as he supported himself on his arms over Maria's crotch and experimentally tongued her little cunt. She sucked in her breath convulsively as she reflexively spread her legs to feel the thrust of the massive tongue pushing into her body. Instinctively, she put her hands on his head pushing her crotch into his lips, and arching her body, thinking how much more delightful his tongue was than Jeannie's or even her sister's. The man returned to his crouching position at her head and smiled down at her.
"Say, Hon, you virgin, ain't cha?"
Maria nodded affirmatively.
"Is your sis?"
Maria nodded yes again, and the man pursed his lips and whistled softly as his prick began a gradual erection. He moved cat-like to squat alongside Maria and his hands moved incessantly over her reclining body. As they did his cock became ramrod hard arching majestically over Maria's tiny body. He spoke softly to her as Susan simply stared her eyes popping.
"Did Jeannie show you girls some things while I was gone?"
Maria simply nodded yes.
"Guess she done a purty good job of it. You're purty relaxed, you and yore sis both."
He moved his prick nearer to her head.
"You ever see a big ole nigger cock like that before, Hon?"
Maria shook her head negatively as he continued.
"Take it in your hands and play with it a little. Feels real nice, don't it?"
She hesitantly put her hand out and stroked the massive black cock as it arched over her head. Sam moved to straddle her body and he guided both her hands into an exploration of his cock and all his parts.
"Now, Baby, take your hands like this here and rub that ole thing back and forth. That's it. That's what makes it all happen, Hon, that right there. Yessir, that makes it all happen."
Maria was becoming engrossed in the man's parts, and enormously happy that she had been chosen as his first partner instead of her bossy sister. Sam simply squatted over her his prick arching down toward her face and let her do as she wanted while her hands moved in eager exploration from his cock toward his pendulous testicles. She touched them, then with his encouragement expanded her horizons, rubbing her hands over the kinky, wiry hairs of his belly, then caressing his huge thighs where ropes of muscle played across the black skin.
He moved agilely to spread his legs further apart by kneeling on one knee and flinging his other leg across her body, over her shoulders. He put his hand over hers, guiding it to an anal exploration.
"There now, Babe, stick your fingers up in there and waller'em around a little, that's it."
Maria was now genuinely warming to the job and Sam detected a gentle increasing heave to her little breasts. He changed positions, moving to her side and laying her head on his outstretched thigh raising his other leg and guiding her hand toward his buttocks. They lay a while side by side and he gently led her along, allowing her to do mostly as she wished, but showing her now to most effectively please a man by massaging his parts with her hands. As she fondled his parts his cock began the ejection of seminal fluids and he showed her how to smear the tip of his cock with these fluids, then adding her own spittle to lubricate and rub his prick to increase the intensity of pleasure for them both. When he had her doing as he wanted he turned to her luscious inviting little pussy and sunk his tongue into the open flower. She bloomed in his caress. As he tongued her body she moved her face nearer his throbbing shaft and with her hands gripping its base opened her mouth to gently suck its turgid black tip. He moaned in response and moved to open wider her crotch to his lips and tongue, probing into her cavities to bring her into a convulsive reflexive, panting orgasm. Consequent to her youth she experienced orgasm before he was well into his oral exploration of her body, and he drank it in hungry gulps while she clung to his stiffened, throbbing prick with both hands and sucked the tip of it.
In no hurry whatever to climax he relaxed after her orgasm, and continued fondling her pussy encouraging her to continue her rubbing and sucking activities on his cock.
Sam: "Susan, I think you oughta join in here. Want to?" Susan lay mesmerized by the proceedings and his merest suggestion brought immediate response from her. The man quickly arranged himself on the ample bed in such a manner that both girls had full access to his opened crotch area, then he lay back, stretched out, and simply gave it to them. Alter the first few hesitant moments the girls delved into an avid excited exploration of the huge erect black prick, the hairy nuts and the rock-hard body of the man, and he needed to give them only a few instructions.
"One of you keep playing with that prick all the time. Susan, you suck on it a while then let Maria. Both of you take your hands and jack me off at the same time. It's too big for just one of you."
They did as he said and four hands gently pulled his foreskin back and forth, as one girl then the other bent over the tip of the huge member sucking and licking. He showed them how the foreskin could be pulled up over the tip of the erected member since he was not circumcised, and then pulled back. Both girls fascinatedly took turns pulling the black skin over the tip of the prick as far as it would go, then grasping the cock firmly and pulling the skin back toward his crotch. Sam pulled his knees up slightly and opened his crotch fully, then instructed one girl to caress his nuts the other his cock. He showed them how to thoroughly lubricate the areas with spittle, and leaned over occasionally to help them. They soon had the man's cock and testicles wet and slippery, and both girls began giggling somewhat as they played with his parts. He reached to the nightstand where he had instructed Jeannie to place the Cold Duck, poured the girls some and had them sip it as they rested a while.
They sat naked, one on each side of him sipping the drinks, their eyes beginning to glitter and their senses beginning to reel. They were both quite unable to restrain putting their hands on that enormous stiffly throbbing prick and rubbing the man's hairy balls, they sipped the drinks while holding their glasses with one hand, the other hand occupied at Sam's crotch. His entire body became a source of delight to the girls. They marveled at the black kinky hairs of his pubic area, which continued up the valley between his breasts and covered his chest, and he of course encouraged them to stroke, suck, and fondle to their heart's content.
He plied them with drink until he judged they were suitably inebriated, then he instructed them to set their glasses aside and concentrate on sucking his cock, and jacking him off. They continued this activity until he sensed the beginning of his ejaculation and he verbally monitored for them its approach telling them what would happen, then let them both simply watch while the ejaculate spurted grandly from the tip of his prick, throbbing forth in a drenching flow down the side of his cock and onto the girls' hands amidst delighted squeals and giggles. He told them to retain their grip on his prick and continue the massaging motions until the orgasm was complete, then allowed them to place their mouths over the head of it, one at a time and gently suck. As the orgasm ended he allowed each of the girls to leave her mouth over his cockhead as it became limp, and when finally it was soft each girl attempted to brush her lips against his groin while engorging his entire prick. This didn't work too well because his cock promptly began another erection, and the girls found themselves very soon sucking the head of a fully grown erect prick seemingly ready to go again. Sam at this point restrained them.
"Play with it if you want, but don't suck on it for a few minutes."
They couldn't understand the reason for this arrangement, and he explained to them that a man required a rest after the exhaustion of sexual release because of the need to replenish the testicle glands of semen. He showed them carefully the repository of his semen and apparently went to some length to explain its physical operation. Although he declined to let them suck on his prick for a while he had them lick it clean and each girl carefully tongue bathed his cock, his testicles and his anal areas while he verbally instructed them to wash him clean of all cum and the sweat.
Maria recalled these details vividly, possibly because the singular nature of the man's discourse on his anatomy. She told me she enjoyed the taste and feel of black man's semen and she and her sister pushed shoved to get their lips and tongues on his crotch area, each lapping up his cum with a sensuous abandon.
The man's calm, deliberative attitude was a matter note to both girls; and as young as they were they became aware of a calm detachment about him that seen remarkable for a man of such wild, lusty inclinations. Maria recalled to me that at this point, after the girls had jacked him off and sucked him off for the first time Jean provided them all with more drinks, and then she lay down alongside Sam, put her head across his thigh and stroked his prick. He had been sitting up and he lay back and gave her head. As the girls watched Jeannie massaged the member into another full erection, then as she placed her mouth over the enormous swollen cockhead he pulled her lower body toward him and the two adults began a head to foot sexual congress while the girls sat watching bug-eyed. Sam moved his lips from Jeannie's cunt long enough to instruct the girls as they undertook a series of oral massages on the adult bodies, and he placed Maria at his own buttock, Susan at Jeannie's. Maria lay alongside him her head at his butt, her face near his testicles, and he gently pressed her face into his asshole encouraging her to swab his nuts and his hole as he and Jeannie sucked one another off. He raised a leg high and folded his knee resting a foot on the bed over Maria's body, and gave her room to bury her lips and her tongue into the underside of his body. Jeannie her mouth hungrily sucking on the black prick reached over to spread a cheek of his ass, motioning Maria to press her lips into his hole. Maria pushed her tongue toward the hairy hole, sinking her tongue into it and wallowing it around, then massaging with her tongue toward the man's nuts all the while exploring his lower body with her hands.
Sam drew Jeannie's thighs apart and buried his face in her bush with relish and gusto. He guided Susan by gentle hand pressures and soon had her face near his own, her tongue reaching for Jeannie's anus, both the man and the girl servicing the woman. These actions enthralled all four of the participants in the game and the girls were soon completely caught up in it all, taking the hand pressure instructions from the adults and entering into the activity with increasing interest. When they grew tired they simply drew back a bit and watched the action. Susan moved her head toward Sam's and the two took turns at licking and sucking Jeannie's cunt, and making a game of it they occasionally kissed one another's lips joyously, Susan in high glee at playing the part of lover to a real, grown-up man.
The orgasms by the two adults were spaced fairly closely together, Jeannie cumming first then Sam. His first orgasm of the night had preceded this one by only a short while but the massive spurts throbbed mightily into Jeannie's mouth just shortly after her own climax, and Maria moved her head close to the woman's, hoping to be allowed to take some of the semen in her own mouth. Jeannie lifted her head from Sam's cock and Maria placed her lips over it taking the last gushes with delicious sucks and pulls. Jeannie allowed her to retain her mouth over it as it grew limp, and the girl lay for long moments contentedly sucking as the cock relaxed in her mouth. She then left off sucking and simply retained the prick in her mouth, at rest, and as its size diminished somewhat she gripped its base with her little hand and pushed her lips farther and farther onto it, finally guzzling the man's sweaty crotch nestling her lips against the hairy black skin. Finally achieving this goal she simply lay a while longer her tongue gently massaging the still turgid head of the prick, rolling it about delightedly engorging the entire member in her mouth and down her throat. She languidly stroked his testicles as she lay her head on his thigh and moved a small hand toward his anus, experimentally fingering the hole when she found it. Sam lying on his back now and calmly watching her slowly raised a leg to allow ingress of her hand and fingers and then took one of his own hands and guided her finger into a finger-fucking attitude in his asshole.
Jeannie and Susan were now lying back simply resting after having another mutual sip of the champagne. Jeannie lay with her naked belly up against the girl's buttock an arm entwined about the girl's body a finger toying with her young pussy. She moved her hands lazily up and down the girl's body as they dozed off to sleep, oblivious of the continuing action on the other side of the huge bed.
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Maria clearly recalls the events of this night even though she had been plied with a great deal of alcohol. Possibly this is due to the fact that the man undertook at this point to introduce her into further delights of offbeat sexual activity. Since they could now devote full time to one another the two of them, with Sam's careful guidance became soulfully entwined in a sexual congress which continued on and on manifesting itself in an infinity of poses, attitudes, activities and awarenesses. Where the girls had seen the beast in the big black man, that night of their timid voyeurism, Maria now saw in him a tenderness and a sensuality that swept her body into an insensate throbbing thirst for lusty engagement.
The man stretched her out on the bed and placing several pillows under her butt, opened her crotch full width to caresses from his massive swollen prick. He had ejaculated several times and made no effort to achieve a full blown hard-on, but employed instead a half-hard staff, with just enough stiffness in his cock that he could insert it easily into her body. In this way she wasn't hurt, and received pleasure not pain from his ministrations. As the girl lay back panting he knelt between her widespread thighs massaging and kneading them while he knelt to plunge an eager tongue into her flowered petal. He pressed his tongue back and forth, up and down, in and out, artfully bringing the girl into a series of uncontrollable spasms of sexual desire and excitement. He used his tongue in an infinite variety of ways, placing his huge hand under her butt and lifting her crotch to his face, plunging his tongue deeply into the little rosebud pussy. A huge finger sought her anus and gently pressed and massaged then he knelt and added a great deal of spittle to work her anus into a moist quivering receptacle, thrusting his finger in and out as he plunged his tongue again into her pink little vagina. There was the merest hint of vaginal hair growth on her flat brown skinned crotch, tiny little emergent hairs that spoke of love and deliciousness and sensuous abandon, and his lips cavorted over the girl's entire crotch licking the tiny little hairs spreading apart the pink lips of her vagina and exploring into her body's deepest wells of femininity.
The girl placed her hands on the man's head and held tightly gripping the thick masses of black hair and arching her spine in boundless ecstatic thralldom while he tongued her crotch and her pussy. He brought her easily into a long, delicious, satisfying orgasm drinking lustily of her juices as they flowed from her vaginal lips and continuing a tongue massage that left her in a state of breathless desire. He swung his crotch into hers and laying his outsized member across the lips of her pussy, drew it back and forth several times. The girl's little cunt would not sustain the massive prick in a solid forward thrust but he worked his cock in such a way that the head of it was gradually, ever so slowly engulfed in the girl's body. Her pussy was thoroughly wet and lubricated her entire body galvanized and throbbing, her crotch ready and eager for the onset of the male thrust, but he held back from a too rapid insertion, preferring to tease her body into acceptance of his cock through simple arousal. As her cunt became more lubricated and moist, his activities opened it wider and wider finally allowing the entry of his member. Frequently he stopped his activities and rested his cock against her pussy-lips while they partook of wine or champagne. He further entranced the girl by deftly anointing her cunt's nakedness with wine and licking it off. He then put the bottle's open neck at her pussy-lips and upended it, sloshing the liquid into her body, then kneeling and sucking it up greedily. The girl was eventually so consumed with naked desire that she experienced a second orgasm and he sensed that full entry of his member into her body could now be attempted.
He pressed the head of his prick gently against her opened cunt as he knelt over her body. Taking her butt in his hand he pressed her body toward his crotch, and her pussy finally encased his prick in gradual, slow stages. Several times he pulled it out and massaged and licked and sucked her pussy more, to open it maximum width. After a great deal of such activity he had his member half-buried in her body and began a slow saw hunching back and forth. He spat lugubriously on his prick at the point of entry, and with his fingers massaged her pussy and his prick, kneading his member further into her lithe brown body with each forward stroke. When finally their crotches met his wiry hairs pressed against her hairless crotch, black skin against brown, and he rested a moment then began the movements again.
The girl was breathless panting and eager. With eager gulps she sucked in air as she watched the man's body towering over hers and felt the prick enter her body in slow deliberate stages. Inescapably, there was pain. But it was succeeded by a delicious overpowering warmth which spread throughout her vitals. Gradually they settled down into a slow delightful rhythmic fuck, the man playing his hands over her satiny skin as his crotch held mastery over her body, and his prick simply consumed all her sensate being.
She was a rag doll in his hands. Squatting at her spread-eagled crotch his cock buried in her body, he embraced her buttocks with his hands a finger stabbed into her anus, and retained complete control of the action as he gazed down upon her supine body monitoring yet another orgasm of hers and preparing for another one of his own.
"Here it comes, Babe," he signaled her, and he began stabbing her cunt somewhat more forcefully while the discharge of hot fluid into her body began and he instinctively arched his back and pushed his crotch harder into hers their bodies melting into a single unit, heaving, humping, sweating. As the male discharge into her body began, it aroused passions in the girl's body totally unknown to her before, and she sucked in her breath moaning and tossing about in a vivid mind-smoking ecstasy, her body barely containing the torrent of sensual stimuli which smothered it. The pounding of his prick into her body finally slowed, then quieted altogether. He squatted calmly, massaging her body with his hands marveling in the brown, satiny texture of her little emergent breasts and the lithe belly. Finally he slowly pulled his member from her body and lay down alongside her.
"You know what a good little girl does to her man after a nice fuck like that, little Baby?"
She looked at him round eyed, saying nothing.
"She goes and gits her a steaming hot towel and washes his cock and his balls off, and maybe his asshole too if she wants to." He grinned at her.
She grinned back and swung to the floor, padded to the bathroom and returned with a steaming towel. He lay back contentedly as she assiduously rubbed and scrubbed, massaged and cleaned his parts. He raised his hips a bit and she washed his entire buttocks, then returned to his cock and his testicles, spending a great deal more time than was necessary to just clean and wash him off. She spread his thighs wide apart after she finished her happy chore, and fondled and sucked on his limp prick massaging his testicles and his entire crotch and inner thighs the way he had shown her, dropping generous wads of spittle on the area for lubrication. He restrained her as she was warming to the task, placing a hand gently on her head and asking if she wasn't ready to sleep. She really wasn't, but he persuaded her to leave off and rest. They slept where they lay, Maria crawling atop the man's body pressing her face to his crotch and sucking his limp prick into her mouth. He raised his knees slightly and spread his thighs wide, and her hands moved to cup his testicles as her lips guzzled his groin sucking into her mouth the relaxed, slippery meat. She lay atop him with her own crotch straddling his chest, and he fondled her thighs and pussy, occasionally snaking a rough finger into her little asshole. They fell asleep thus, and finally the entire household of Jeannie M., foster-mother extraordinary, was quiet again for the few hours remaining in the night.
SUSAN R.
Maria's recitation was temporarily interrupted at this point and only later was I able to flesh out the events of the following several weeks, through a careful interrogation of Susan. Interrogation of the two girls took place over several weeks as there was a great deal of material to be sifted through, and frequently there were overlaps in their testimonies. Also, there were gaps in the stories of one of the sisters which would be filled in by the other, and eventually I was able to perceive the outlines of a fairly complete picture, a composite of both their testimonies.
Susan remembered that for the following several weeks, the big black man was again absent from the house. His absences were never explained or wondered about, but simply happened. He came and went on no schedule whatever and the two sisters came to take his appearances and disappearances matter-of-factly, except that Jeannie continued to assure herself that the girls were both kept close in, were kept naked, and on retiring at night were aroused sexually in the event of his return during the night hours.
Susan and her sister next saw Sam after an absence of approximately a week, during which the girls and Jeannie usually slept in the same bed, the big one in the girls' room. Jeannie did a great deal of drinking, and on the night of the man's return, in the company of a fourteen-year-old boy she was soundly drunk, asleep in her own bed and the girls were alone in their bed. Susan was awakened in the middle of the night by a strong sensation of being watched and she roused sufficiently to see the man and boy standing at the foot of their bed, the man quietly talking to the boy as they casually undressed:
"Sid, Ole Boy, you think you can handle somma that, uh?"
The boy was standing and staring, his eyes wide, as he absent-mindedly pulled at his clothing. They were standing at the girls' feet and Sam reached to grasp Maria's ankles dragging her across the bed toward them, spreading wide her legs as he did so. The girls were of course naked and Sam moved to tongue swab her pussy when he had her body within his reach. The boy continued to undress, and by the time he had his clothes off and was dropping his shorts, Sam had placed a pillow under Maria's little ass, had handed her a tumbler half MI of whiskey, which he ordered her to down, and was fingering her pussy, spreading it apart fondling it and in general amusing himself.
Maria was scarcely awake, but took the glass, downed it as best she could, and lay back, immediately drowsy from the whiskey and not yet fully awakened from her slumbers. Sam pressed her body back down on the bed and as he was fingering her little brown skinned, hairless pussy was speaking to the-boy, who now was beside himself with anticipation, and stood alongside merman with his eyes glittering, his cock fully hard and moisture tipped.
Sam: "This one here's Maria. Go on suck on her cunt a while if you want, and I'll get this other one ready. They'll do anything; anything you wanna do. They'll suck your prick or eat your asshole, or both at once if you want." He grinned at the boy as he added laughingly "They'll fuck too."
The boy stooped over Maria's body and buried his face in her little hairless crotch tongue swabbing her body feverishly, then sinking an avid tongue into her pussy. He pressed his tongue up her body toward her breasts and swung his hips into hers, preparing to press his fourteen-year-old cock into her pussy, his body quivering from anticipation. Susan recalled that the boy was a swarthy Mediterranean type, and as she watched him she was struck she remembers, by the full-grown length of his prick. Although nowhere near the size of Big Sam's, it was man sized and his balls were tight against the underside of his prick.
Sam had calmly undressed and walking to the liquor cabinet, had poured himself and Susan a drink and had gulped his down. He walked to the bedside and handed Susan hers, holding it to her lips as she downed it. Sam always stood a few moments to watch the effect of the whiskey on the girls, and now he stood above her his cock rising into a rock-hard shaft, while he calmly moved his hands down her body fingering her breasts, moving slowly and deliberately farther down, then stooping to fondle her pussy and her upper thighs. He simply possessed all her body with his hands and as he stooped over her he pressed her head back and open mouthedly kissed her mouth hard and long, while his hands wandered idly over her body. She well knew that he might do anything. His preference usually was in the direction of having them perform fellatio on his cock and the girls had by now both sucked his cock several times each, and had been forced to also learn to service him by sucking and blowing his asshole. This time, she vaguely remembered, this time it appeared he'd want to fondle her body for quite a while then probably would want her to suck his cock again. She had come to rather enjoy the ritual and in fact frequently sucked on his prick during the nights when they all slept together on this same bed, after everyone else was asleep. Her testimony revealed that she was jealous of his attentions to Maria and hungered after his body, frequently going out of her way to satisfy him in any way possible.
Susan saw that she now had him to herself at least temporarily, and although the whiskey and sleepiness was befogging her senses she roused to stay ahead of him in an attempt to service him in such a way that she could win his attentions from her sister. She deftly guided him by hand pressure to place one foot on the bed, standing with a foot on the floor and opening his crotch wide to her eager tongue. Taking his prick in her mouth she stroked the length of it, sucking it into her mouth as far as she could, then pressing her hand back toward his asshole. She thrust a finger into his hole wallowing it around and massaging as the blow-job proceeded, and before he felt the onset of his orgasm she quickly moved to switch her position, pushing her face up into his asshole and massaging his prick with her hand simultaneously. He arched his body and sighed with pleasure and looking toward Sid spoke to him as he pushed his cock into Maria's little pussy. "See here? What I tell ya. They'll do anything. Get Maria to try this on you after you fuck her a while."
The boy was in a frenzy, and scarcely heard a word Sam said. He stood in a sweat holding Maria's legs apart, furiously pounding his meat into her, his head thrown back practically oblivious to all other stimuli except the body of this young girl which he was possessing.
Sam spoke to Susan: "Say Babe, I'm about to cum. Git around here and suck it outta me quick!"
Susan moved to face his crotch, grasping the base of his prick firmly with both hands and covering the head of it with a hungry eager mouth. As his cum began to flow, she pulled her mouth back to just cover the head of his cock, letting the cum spurt in rhythmic pulses into her mouth while she continued grasping for his prick and jacking him off lightly. She massaged it with her tongue in as many different ways as she could lengthening the orgasm and sucking the juices from his body in loving strokes of her tongue and her lips.
He grasped her head firmly with both hands and simply fucked her face as the orgasm ran its shuddering course. Then he pressed her lips toward his groin, and she washed him off with her mouth by simply going down on his softening cock until her lips were brushing his crotch. She always enjoyed this part of the action for then she could get the entire length of his prick into her mouth only after his orgasm, and getting its full length into her mouth was coming to be a source of a great deal of enjoyment to her, she reported to me. Sam, in other words was making the girl a cocksucker, and she actually relished the abuse and rough treatment which usually accompanied the cocksucking sessions.
Sam finally allowed the girl to rest, and he flung himself out on the bed, pulling her onto him as they lay a while and relaxed. Sid was continuing to fuck Maria, and was experiencing the tail-end of what Susan judged must have been one whale of an orgasm, because both him and her sister were heaving about and wallowing in one another's embrace, both having climaxed together apparently. The boy was stooping over her stabbing it into her in rapid, piston-like jabs, waiting a long time between jabs, and she had entwined her arms with his, pulling him into her, hunching her crotch into his as they floated off into another world. When it finally ended, Sam had Susan pour them all more drinks, and they all four sat and rested a while on the bed, savoring the whiskey. After a while, Sam spoke to the girls:
"You two, I wanta see you service the boy here. Be real nice to him. And I'm gonna be nice to you too. I'll let you decide amongst yourselves who takes his cock and who takes his asshole. But git with it; I wanna see a goddamn good show."
Susan: "But Sam ... I haven't cum yet; everybody has but me, and I'd like for you to-"
Sam reached across the bed and backhanded her, where she sat on the edge of the bed. She fell off the bed onto the floor as she let out a little squeal of fright. Sam was astraddle her like a cat, and swatted her again, ruthlessly. She moved her hands to protect her head, then knelt on her knees and clasped a hand on each side of his hips, pressing her face into his half-erect prick, guzzling his groin.
"God, Sam, don't hit me again! Anything; I'll do anything, and won't say a word!" She massaged the sides of his body and turned her face up to his, trying to soothe him. Reflexively, she sucked his half-hard prick into her mouth, and tongue-massaged the head of it.
"Yer goddamn right you will, damn it, and not another goddamn word outta you unless I ast for it, ya hear? Now GIT OVER THERE!" He stooped and picked her up effortlessly and tossed her onto the bed. She crawled over to the boy, where he lay on the bed, and pressed her lips over his prick, kneeling over his crotch and massaging his testicles and thighs as she did so. Sam moved over to squat alongside the pair, and leaning over the boy, turned his body so that he was lying on his side, so his asshole would also be accessible to the tongue of one of the girls. He then motioned for Maria to begin tongue-massaging his hole, and she did, with alacrity.
Maria lay her head at the boy's buttocks, and taking the cheeks of it and pulling them apart, pressed her tongue into his hairy hole. She moved her hands over his body as she did so, and she and her sister serviced the boy fully, for his own satisfaction and to satisfy the voyeuristic inclinations of Big Sam. The man lay alongside them, reclining with a leg swung over the body of one or the other of the girls, mostly watching but also fondling Susan's little pussy. She was kneeling over the boy's cock, her lips engulfing half its length, her hands cupping his testicles and massaging his thighs, and Sam began idly toying with her lower body. He sank his tongue into the crack of her ass and at the same time-masturbated her, his fingers massaging her moist, eager little pussy. She was excited and aroused to the extent that very little of this activity was required before he was aware of her approaching orgasm, and it would soon sweep over her and grip her entire being, as his tongue pressed into her asshole avidly. He was able to toy with the girl and completely control her emotions with very little effort on his part, and as the girl moved into her orgasm, the man calmly jabbed his tongue deeper into her asshole and methodically fingered her clitoral areas, the lips of her vagina, and her vulva, monitoring the onset of the climax. As it fully possessed her body, he swung his hips into position and rammed home his prick into her opened, ready, eager moist little cunt, jabbing forcefully for just a few strokes before he brought her full into her climax. Her sweating body quivered and shook at the onset of his massive tool, and when she started once to lift her head from the boy's prick, Sam roughly pushed her mouth back over it.
As Susan's climax leveled off, Sam pulled his prick from her pussy and began massaging her asshole again. He licked and sucked it a while, then moved his crotch onto her buttocks, nestling his prick against the tight little hole, now well-massaged and moist. Without allowing her to lift her head from the boy's cock, he now eased his member into her asshole, in slow, deliberate stages, carefully pressing her thighs wider and wider apart to allow entry, and lubricating his cock with generous wads of spittle as it moved into the opening. He heard the girl groan as it forced its way inside her body, but she didn't lift her mouth from the boy's cock, and after a great deal of maneuvering, he finally was in her, then began his rhythmic fucking of her body from the rear. Hunching into her, he embraced her lithe brown form, his hands moving over her breasts and caressing her belly, rubbing and massaging as he fucked her. His movements were leisurely, and his emotions quite under control, as they always were. He controlled her body completely, determining with hand-pressures on the back of her neck the rapidity of movement of her mouth over the boy's cock, and he orchestrated her body's reflexes as he willed, timing her sucks with his hunches. He gave her murmured instructions as he tucked her, instructions interspersed with his hand pressure signals on the back of her head and on her neck:
"Now just hold your mouth over the head of his cock and suck it without moving your head, Babe. Jack him off while you suck."
When her head quit its movements, Sam bent to lick and suck the back of her neck, sending the girl into spasms of delight with his teasing activities. Holding his crotch still, with his member plunged deeply into her body, he arched his own body to give the back of her neck and her shoulders a generous, wet, lushy, sucking tongue-massage, then he occasionally hunched into her more, all the while masturbating her with one hand, pressing the other against her opened thigh as he embraced her.
He pressed his lips against her ear and murmured quietly as he fucked:
"Now here you thought you weren't gonna git fucked, didn't you Little Sweet Dollie? You kinda beginnin' to take right to this big ole black nigger prick, ain'cha hon'?"
Without taking her mouth from Sid's prick, the girl gently nodded an affirmative answer.
"You always be nice to Big Nigger Sam, Sweetie, and he'll be nice to you. As long as I'm around, you'll always have you a nice hard black cock to suck, Babe. You got a purty nice little asshole too, Honey. Real tight. Sure sucks my ole cock in there right-on, Babe."
Sam looked down to see Maria heatedly involved with the boy's nuts and his asshole, sucking his nuts alternately while stabbing her little tongue into his hole. Now he spoke to her.
"Maria. You done serviced that little stud enough. Now c'mere and service this big black stud. Crawl around here and git your hands on my nuts while I fuck your sis."
Maria obediently crawled to do as he said, kneeling and half lying behind him, reaching between his legs to massage his testicles with her hand, another hand pressing toward his asshole. She found it, and jabbed a moist finger into it, wallowing it around as the man continued his body's movements into Susan's asshole.
"Say, that's real sweet, Baby. Hang right in there now Maria, and I might let you suck on my prick a while, after I get done with fuckin' your big sister."
Maria said nothing, but continued massaging those parts of his body which he instructed, and the four-way daisy-chain continued, Sam getting his fill of Susan's body while being serviced by her sister, and giving a running commentary meanwhile to both sisters, delighting in coarse, vulgar descriptions of the action.
Sid's orgasm spurted quantities of ejaculate into Susan's mouth, and while the black man stabbed her from behind she sucked the boy's cock clean while jacking him off. The cum tasted sweet to her and she swallowed it all, then continued lightly sucking the cock as the rhythmic throbs slowed. Sid was a lithe, athletic boy, given to a great deal of energetic exercise and hard work, and Susan marveled at the quantity of semen which his member continued to disgorge. Her saliva dribbled down the sides of the boy's prick, and she took her hand and gently rubbed his testicles with the spittle, massaging and rubbing as the prick in her mouth gradually softened.
Sam's orgasm was a long, throbbing one, and as usual he stabbed it to the girl in powerful, energetic strokes. She took it without flinching, and the man finally allowed her to pull her mouth off the boy's member so he could embrace her more easily, as his orgasm gripped his body. He rolled and tossed on the bed, holding her tightly in his embrace, his hands moving over her body as his corn-cob thrusts jabbed in piston strokes into her asshole. His hunches gradually slowed, as the ejaculate seeped out of her body and onto the base of his cock, dribbling down onto his testicles. They both lay a while longer on the bed, Sam's hands moving over the girl's breasts and belly and her spread-eagled thighs and crotch. His legs were entwined with hers, holding them spread apart and his embrace gave her no freedom of movement whatever: he simply possessed all of her body, and retained his body's grip of hers as he lay resting, enjoying an occasional delicious hunch of his crotch, and continuing to move his hands exploringly over her lithe, brown little body. He lay on his back, her on top, while his prick still jabbed into her, and massaged her vulva and her pussy-lips, occasionally jabbing a finger into her little cunt and wallowing it around.
Finally the activity ceased, and once again they all sprawled on the bed, and Sam had Maria bring them more Cold Duck.
"Maria, Little Babe, you go pour us all some of that nice Cold Duck that I brought, then I want you and Susan to warm up for some little games we're gonna play."
Maria moved to obey, and Susan remembers clearly that she listened with some dread and anticipation at Sam's words, wondering what he had in mind. She soon was enlightened.
Sam: "Susan, you and yore sister drink from my glass and from ole Sid's glass. That way you won't have a glass to hold while you suck on each other's little cunts."
The girls looked at one another, and it began to dawn on Susan, finally, that he was going to have them perform acts on one another's body for the sexual gratification of the men. Well, she shrugged her shoulders, they'd done about everything else, they may as well do this. They were becoming fairly sophisticated in matters sexual, and it would have been difficult for anyone to shock them now.
Sam: "Sid, you lay over there, and the girl'll lay between us. C'mere you two." He placed the girls between himself and the boy, and told them to lie head-to-foot. Instead of telling them exactly what he wanted them to do, he placed their bodies in a head-to-foot position and applied hand-pressure to the back of each girl's head, guiding her tongue to her sister's cunt. He and Sid lazily fondled the girls' bodies as they began obediently servicing one another, occasionally stopping to accept an offered drink from the man: or the boy. Maria's ass and Susan's head was near Sam, and he jabbed a rough finger into Maria's asshole as Susan sucked her cunt, his actions pushing Maria's body harder against Susan's mouth. He began a rhythmic finger-fucking motion as Susan sucked Maria's cunt. The girls' bodies were a fascination to the man, and he watched avidly as they lay, each with her head on the other's thigh, her lips buried in her sister's opened crotch, tongue-sucking and massaging, a beautiful duo-cunnilingus.
Susan's tongue stabbed deeply into the widespread, brown-skinned pussy of her sister, and as they both warmed to the task, Susan lost herself in the delicious, satisfying tongue-suck. Her sister's body was always a delight to her and she continued to marvel at the lithe, trim buttocks of the girl. Maria responded ecstatically to the touch of Susan's tongue on her parts, and Susan played her tongue over the periphery of her sister's delicate little petal, then plunged it with a thrust deep into her body, leaving the younger girl breathless. Susan would then withdraw her tongue and lightly, delicately, play it over her sister's crotch area, swabbing the tiny little emergent hairs. She very soon had Maria wallowing in ecstatic joy, and was sweeping her into a beautiful orgasm when she felt a rough hand at her head, pulling her back.
Sam had watched the girls as they moved toward an orgasm, and as this point was nearly reached, he roughly separated them. They looked at him dumbfounded, as they both reached for the other's crotch with mouth and hands.
Sam: "Leave off suckin' now and take a drink, you two. Then you can go back to your cunt-suckin', if you're nice. Here."
He handed a glass half-filled with whiskey to each of the girls, one at a time. Little Maria had come so near an orgasm that she frustratedly reached for her own crotch and began masturbating herself, and the man laughingly reached for her hand and drew it away from her crotch. He was playing a cat-and-mouse game with them, and he watched as they both attempted to complete the orgasm auto-erotically, deftly restraining their hands when they sought to masturbate. The girls were now beside themselves, both aroused to the point of no return, and not allowed to proceed into the climax. They writhed and tossed about on the bed, breathing heavily, and Sam grinned and winked at the boy as he wrestled with them, pulling their hands from off one another's cunts, and restraining them as they attempted to suck one another off.
He wrestled playfully with them, and finally they accepted the drinks he was offering them, and then lay back on the bed between the two men sweaty and excited. Sam watched them, much as a bird would watch an insect as it playfully tossed it about. Their state of mind now was such that the briefest order from him would be carried out instantly and he kept his total control over them as he had them perform several other acts which satisfied his sadistic inclinations.
Sam: "Now you little Dollies, before you can finish your little blow-jobs on one another, you're gonna give me a good tongue-bath. Then if you're nice, I might let you suck on one another some more. Maria, you start here." He indicated that she should begin sucking his half-hard prick and he opened his crotch for her. "Susan see how long it's gonna take you to git your tongue up in my asshole and work all my back end over good while you're at it."
The man then lay back, reclining on his side, and motioned for Maria to start tongue swabbing him from his chest downward, as he lifted a leg to prop it on the bed's head board, opening his body's length to their fevered tongues. The girls crawled quickly to assume the positions he instructed them to assume, and they began tongue swabbing his bad as he ordered. The boy sat watching, and Sam motioned to him with a glance that he could assume a similar position and receive the same treatment in a few moments. He did, and Sam had the girls work him over with their tongues, one on his back, one in front. He then allowed Susan to remain with the boy, sucking him off, and he ordered Maria to concentrate on his own prick. He had her suck the tip of it a while, then move her tongue toward his testicles and asshole, and he simply lay relaxed, watching all the action and being thoroughly serviced as he calmly sipped the Cold Duck. He had the girl masturbate him with her hands when her tongue was off the head of his cock, and it took very little persuasion, for now Maria had come to be his slave, ready and eager to do anything he wanted. His rough treatment of her strengthened the bonds of the master-slave relationship, and the girl now was possessed soul and body by the man. He ordered her to tongue swab his nuts and asshole until his orgasm approached, and as it did, he made her suck it all into her mouth, drinking down his cum as long as it throbbed forth from the head of his meat. She sat alongside his body, kneeling over him now, her mouth covering the head of his softening shaft, as he lay back and simply rested, ready to let the girls enjoy themselves now with one another once again.
"Say now, you done a good job there, little Dollie. Now you and your sister can go on back to suckin' one another's little sweet cunts, as soon's she gets done with that young stud over there."
He grinned as he watched Susan and Sidney, the boy approaching a climax while Susan rode his crotch, her mouth sucking his cockhead, while her hands played over his asshole and his nuts. Sid shot her a wad, all right, Maria thought to herself, as she watched the boy arch his crotch into her sister's face, pushing his meat into her mouth and grasping the girl's head with both hands, fucking her face frenziedly.
Susan caressed Sid's cock with her mouth until it was soft enough that she could engorge the entire member, and he had her sit for a few more minutes guzzling it, brushing his crotch with her lips, massaging his testicles and his anus as she did so. Finally he pushed her head away, and motioned that she could now return to her sister's body. She crawled over to Maria, where the younger girl was crouching over Sam's crotch, and embraced her. Susan crawled onto her body, and flung her arms around her sister's body from behind, reaching her hands toward Maria's crotch, caressing her warm, moist little pussy feverishly. Maria knelt for a few more minutes as Sam forced her to go down on his softening cock while it relaxed, then she lay back herself, submitting to her sister's tongue, and reaching for Susan's body with both her hands. Sam and Sid watched, both grinning as the girls moved their bodies to accommodate one another's hungry mouths, and very soon they were settling down to a rhythmic cunt-suck, each girl's hands moving in gentle massage actions over the lower body of her sister. Their bodies entwined, they lost themselves completely in mutual cunnilingus. Susan's mouth once again closed on her sister's luscious little pussy and her tongue feverishly sought its depths, as she closed her eyes and was swept to the edge of a sexual frenzy.
The black man once again gave full play to a broad streak of sexual sadism, and as the girls approached mutual orgasm, he signaled to the boy and they wrestled the girls' bodies apart again, holding their bodies firmly as the girls wriggled, squirming and fighting to get loose. For Sam, it was giving him a great deal of pleasure to toy with the girls, repeatedly confirming for himself the extent of his control over their bodies and their souls. The girls were beside themselves with aroused lust and frenzy, grappling with the man and the boy, reaching for one another's bodies blindly, and all four of them writhed in a sweating, grinding heap, the man and the boy laughing, each girl grimly reaching for her sister's crotch. Sam was holding Maria, and he allowed her to place her mouth within several inches of her sister's crotch, then he simply held her there, taunting her unmercifully. Sid entered into the game, and the man and the boy alternated with teasing them in this fashion, then holding their heads firmly to pour more whiskey down them. After a great deal of this play, Sam had the girls completely demoralized, and they groped around dazedly, more than half drunk, continuing to reach for one another's body at the crotch, and eventually reduced to a whining, moaning helplessness at Sam's feet.
Sam now had the girls lie down on their backs, and he and the boy squatted over them, opening their assholes to the girls' mouths. He had Maria wrap her arms around his body and pull her mouth into his ass full force, stabbing her tongue into his hole and wriggling it around. Both men had limp pricks, and he told the girls to attempt bringing them both into another hard-on before he'd let them resume their tongue sucks on one another's body. The girl dutifully moved her arms to encircle his thighs and crotch, moving a hand to caress his meat as she did so.
Sam moved his body slowly so that his hole, then his testicles covered her mouth, and Maria's tongue stabbed and massaged, sucked and swirled, servicing the man to his sadistic heart's content. He watched as Susan did the same to Sid, and the boy's cock once more aroused to its full erect size and length. The girls massaged and sucked until the men were once again squatting with full hard-ons, and Sam forced them to continue the massages and masturbating activity until he had his fill of it. When finally he rolled over and lay on the bed, he signaled to the girls with a grin that they could now continue their cunt-sucks, and he and the boy watched as the girls once again groped madly for one another, sucking and slurping, feverishly bringing one another to mutual orgasm.
This time Sam allowed the climaxes to swing into their completion, and the man and the boy watched while the girls writhed, moaning in ecstasy, their bodies entwined, head to foot, lost in mutual cunnilingus joy. While the climax engulfed the girls' bodies, Sam pushed a rough finger into Maria's little asshole, wallowing it around and adding a rhythmic swing to her hips as she pushed her crotch back and forth into Susan's face. The man and the boy calmly watched as the girls drank their fill of one another's bodies, and as their mutual climaxes slowed, they continued licking one another for several minutes, then the girls rested. Their exhaustion showed in their faces, and Sam finally allowed them to go to sleep. He had Susan leave her face at the boy's crotch, and Maria he instructed to lay her head on his own widespread thighs, her mouth engulfing his prick. All four were fully satiated now and as the early morning light began to dawn, the house became still except for occasional sucking and licking sounds as the girls serviced the man and the boy reflexively, as they all dozed half asleep.
ANGIE K.
Whereas a great many of the cases which come to the attention of the authorities involve children from poor environments, usually the slum areas of large cities, Angie K. was the younger sister of a wealthy heiress. Her older sister, Paula, was barely twenty-one years of age, and upon reaching her majority had come into possession of a great deal of money. The girls had no living parents, and the younger girl was provided for by her older sister, both living in a sumptuous, palatial residence of two stories and a huge basement, Olympic-sized swimming pool and a battalion of greens-keepers, cooks, butlers, maids and servants.
Paula was known locally as a certified, verified member of a set of male and female swingers' who occupied their time mostly with wild forays into sexual extravagances of all sorts. Sodomy, fellatio, cunnilingus, and exploits involving young children were common in this group, and Angie became well acquainted with sexual activity quite early in her young life. In the mansion which the two girls occupied, Paula lived mostly in the second floor apartment with her lover of the moment, and the basement was inhabited by two brothers, young men of fourteen and seventeen, who established for themselves a fair sized harem of young girls and amused themselves with sexual activity, spiced heavily with drink.
Thirteen-year-old Angie, whose accustomed bedroom was on the main floor of the house, thoroughly investigated the whole set-up in the basement after the boys had moved in. With no one her age in the house, she had lived an emotionally deprived existence, in spite of the enormous wealth of her sister. The advent of the boys' arrival was an event of consuming interest to her. She struck an immediate and fast friendship with John, the eldest of the brothers. She considered Jerry, the younger one somewhat immature, though he was a year older than she was. She had been around a great deal, had done considerable traveling with her sister, and tended to be somewhat bratty, with high-toned city ways. Jerry she considered to be too boorish for her consideration, with his big shoes, unkempt hair and clumsy forwardness. She'd had no experience with boys except at her proper and expensive day school, and she only knew that boys should keep their shoes shined, their hair combed and their teeth brushed, and other than that they could just keep their place, when it came to dealing with fine grained, inherently superior beings like herself. She would soon come to have a deep awareness of how ill-formed her knowledge of boys was, but for the moment she enjoyed lording it over Jerry.
John was something else again. She found it difficult to lord it over someone six-and-a-half feet high and barn-door broad, so she took another tact with him. While thinking she was tying him in knots with her little fingers pulling the strings, it came about, apparently, that the reverse was true, and it wasn't long before she was unconsciously and without realizing it, taking orders from John. The orders came to be somewhat out of the ordinary.
One afternoon after a dip in the pool, she accepted an invitation from John to explore the boys' basement digs. The nights were cool, and a fire had been built in the fireplace. John and Angie sprawled on the heavily carpeted floor before the fire, and Jerry lay sprawled on a sofa nearby.
John sat on the floor next to Angie in such a way that he partially supported her body with his, and the contact heightened his blood circulation and increased his breathing rate perceptibly. This doll, he thought to himself, is sure as hell a luscious dish for a thirteen-year-old, and he thought to himself that he must be losing his grip getting so shook up over such a young one. Still, there it was. Maybe she was lying; maybe she was actually fifteen or so. No, he looked down onto her breasts. They were heavy and mature for thirteen, but they were thirteen all right. His cock throbbed.
"Ever been hypnotized?" he asked her.
"Uh-uh."
"Look at this."
She recalled to me that he took a pendant hanging around his neck on a chain, removed it and started swinging it slowly before her eyes, near her face. She at first giggled, then allowed herself to be led. He had her follow the pendant with her eyes while he murmured to her that she was going to sleep, and he found that she was a good hypnotic subject. More than a merely good one, she was ideal for it. He had evidently dabbled in it enough to be able to undertake a fairly successful hypnosis under favorable conditions, and he soon had her doing his bidding, small things at first, then bigger ones.
He commenced by telling her that she would not consent to doing anything she considered wrong, but that he would tell her what was wrong and what was not: she must empty her mind of anything else. He soon had her persuaded that she had no prior knowledge of good or of evil, and from that point he led her in slow stages to an involvement in some interesting physical therapy exercises. Playing Svengali, he led her in slow, deliberate steps into a state of semi-trance, dallying with her mind and her body, making a sort of game of it.
John: "How do you feel now?"
Angie: "No different. Like I always do."
"You've got too many clothes on; they're making you sweat."
Angie hesitated, then started removing her swim suit.
John: "Help her, Jerry. Angie, let Jerry help you. He's good at that."
Jerry, his eyes bugged out from anticipation, sat up on the sofa, and Angie sat between his outspread legs. He was not able to restrain the movement of his hands over her body, and she lay back relaxed, as his hands moved from her breasts toward her thighs, and he embraced her in a tight, breathless hug. She then roused somewhat from her trance, sat up, and Jerry removed the swim suit top. She then lay back in his arms, and he put his arms around her again, slid one hand on each side of her suit-bottom and slid it down and off.
John: "Angie, just lay back and relax now. You are comfortable now, and are no longer too warm. Jerry is too warm though, and you should help him get his clothes off so he'll be comfortable."
Angie lay back in Jerry's arms for a while yet, and John surveyed her body with greedy anticipation. Her long hair flowed in a silken swath down her back as she lay there, experiencing what was obviously her first real sexual arousal. Jerry cupped her breasts, her little golden apples that were just growing into maturity, and his hands slid down toward her thighs to fondle a delightful pussy, downy-covered, delicate black hairs barely covering the rosebud slit. She made no move to undress Jerry.
John: "Angie, Jerry's too warm. Help him take his swim suit off. It's all right; there's nothing wrong with that."
Jerry needed no help whatever, of course, and was getting beside himself with anticipation. He had ejaculated once already, and his thirteen-year-old prick throbbed for release. He started to lower his suit himself, then Angie turned and grappled with it too, both the boy and the girl pulling the suit down to Jerry's ankles. As it released his prick, Angie gave a start backward, but retained her grip on the suit and removed it all the way. She then remained on her knees on the sofa, facing Jerry, gulping at the sight she had never before witnessed. Jerry's prick, not yet the passive pole that John sported, but already a good-sized tool, throbbed toward a second ejaculation before her eyes.
On John's instructions, Angie now removed John's suit for him, while he stood before her, legs outspread. He placed his hands on her head as the suit slid down his legs, and as he stepped out of it, his massive cock swung before the girl's face. In a massive rush of emotions too strong for her to cope with psychologically, she squatted before the boy goggle-eyed, completely undone, breathing heavily. John said nothing, but simply laid his hands on her head lightly, hunching his hips as he wordlessly moved his prick-head to rest at her lips. She opened her mouth as if at an unspoken command from him, and he slowly, deliciously, pushed his massive prick into her mouth. He inserted it until her lips covered the head of it, then he began giving her instructions, quietly.
He told her to lick the head of it with her tongue, swirling her tongue over the tip of it and sucking gently. He told her to fondle his testicles with one hand while pushing the fingers of her other hand toward his anus, and he widened his stance to assist her. On his instructions, she caressed his thighs and his entire lower body as her lips and tongue played over his erected prick. Her young body was electrified with all the new sensations. They gave rise in her mind to misgivings at first, but she was calmed by John's confident assurances that all was well, and that the actions she undertook, and that the two boys undertook in response, were all natural and were perfectly matter-of-fact. He had her believing that "everyone" did these things "all the time," and from her brief glimpses into her sister's bedroom, Angie supposed John was correct, likely as not.
With Jerry sitting on the couch watching, John toyed with Angie, experimenting with her mind, leading her into situations which satisfied his morbid sexual appetites. While gently breaking her in to suck prick, he pulled his cock from her mouth before he ejaculated, preferring to conserve his emissions while dallying with her delightful young body in a variety of interesting ways. He and Jerry had accumulated a large sheaf of pornographic literature and photographs, most of them of himself and Jerry in various poses with an assortment of young girls, and he had the girl fetch them for him, from a dresser drawer which he directed her to. She brought them to him, and they spread them on the carpet, perusing them. Pausing at each one, he talked with her about them quietly, while Jerry became, beside himself with anticipation and finally ejaculated. John and Angie were stooped over the photographs as he talked with her about them, and they heard the boy suck in his breath sharply. As they turned to watch, Jerry jacked himself off, cum spurting in generous wads back onto his belly as his body stiffened and he arched his hips upward, his fist beating furiously the length of his prick.
While Angie watched this display, her mouth partially opened in amazement, John moved his hands in exploratory fashion over her body. To heighten her emotional excitement, he partially embraced her as she knelt beside him, slid a hand down the front of her belly to her little pussy, another down her backside. As she watched Jerry's cum spurting onto his belly, she felt John's finger on her moistened, glistening bush, and it gently massaged her pussy, fingering her vulva, exploring the vaginal area as another finger sought her anal areas and underside. She sucked in her breath now and stiffened, then he spoke softly into her ear:
"Now relax. Just take it easy. See how nice it comes? I've got you now, just lean back and go to sleep in my arms. There now."
She leaned into his body, and he guided her into a position between his outstretched legs as he knelt on the carpet. While she relaxed, she lay back over his leg, her eyes closed, breathing heavily and with tiny sweat-beads breaking out on her forehead. John stroked the length of her luscious, olive-skinned body, and sensed her quivers of delight from the touch of his hands. He opened her legs wide, and the hand whose finger was stroking her anus lifted her hips up to his face. The girl was now a rag doll in his hands. The slightest touch from his hands or his body brought response from her, and he guided her into a long, delicious sexual experience at his will, lounging with her on the carpet, her body totally his to do with as he would.
As he tongued her pussy, she climaxed with a shudder and an inward sucking of her breath, and she clasped him tightly with both arms as she moaned in contentment. While her emotions subsided, he retained his tongue deep within her pussy, and gently stroked her quivering body. Then he moved his lips upward toward her breasts, and wetly tongued her belly, her chest, and then her little rosebud breasts. He enveloped them completely in his mouth one at a time, tonguing their soft, yielding tips, sending her into spasms of delight as her body shuddered and receded from its emotional summit.
John was now thoroughly aroused himself, his huge cock moisture-tipped and glistening, and he surmised he could almost shoot off like his kid brother if he waited much longer. He lay back against the sofa and drew Angie into a reclining position over his body, and as he lightly stroked her soft, moist little pussy, showed her a large photograph of himself being sucked off, a girl about Angie's age bent over his prick, her mouth enveloping the head of it with what appeared to be huge enjoyment.
Angie: "Is this your thing?"
"Yeah. That's my prick, and she's sucking on it, sorta like you did a while ago. Want to do it again?"
She didn't answer, but lay with her body reclining against his, stroking the huge prick, toying with the tip of it. Her hands moved over his belly and chest, exploratively pushed toward his anus, then returned to his prick.
He put her right hand in his and placed it gently around the base of his cock.
"Now grip it tightly. Move your hand up and down now. Use both hands if you need to."
She took her other hand, and moving onto her knees over his opened crotch, gripped his prick with both hands and moved them up and down on it.
"Now lean over and spit on it."
She did, and he then helped her, getting his prick and his testicles thoroughly lubricated as her little hands moved back and forth, up and down, pulling his foreskin over his cockhead and back toward his groin while she experimented and satisfied her eager curiosity. Her hands were soon slipping up and down on the huge member with a smooth, wet, gusty movement, and involuntarily she found herself warming to the job. He instructed her to spit on it again, and as she did, he hunched his cock upward to rest the tip of it between her lips. He placed a huge hand on the back of her head and pushed gently, pushing her mouth over the erect member, easing his prickhead into her mouth and just holding it there. Awkwardly, she held his cock in her mouth while he instructed her in the cocksucking art.
"Now just put your lips, not your teeth, or you'll hurt me. A little farther. Try to cover the head of it with your mouth. Now back off a little."
She removed her mouth and looked up into his eyes, as he smiled down at her.
"Like it?"
She grinned an affirmative answer, and returned to the job. He continued giving her instructions.
"Now just try covering the tip of it with your lips, and play your tongue over the head of it." She did this a while, then enveloped the head of it in her mouth and tongued around the rubbery edge of his cockhead as he verbally guided her. John moved into a climax rapidly as she sucked on his prick, and as he did, she rode it determinedly, gripping the base of it tightly as his hips bucked and heaved. Answering his rapid motions, she began to jack him off as she sucked. At the climax, she removed her mouth from the head of his cock and watched the cum spurt in a fountain, throbbing in gushes over her hands and down onto his nuts. He fingered her little pussy as his climax subsided, and she simply knelt and watched, experiencing new sensations each instant, hypnotized by the orgiastic display of male virility.
He lay back and relaxed a few moments, and his hands continued a slow, deliberate movement over her body. He sensed that she continued to be aroused, and he showed her more photographs, his choice of scene dictated by his plans for the next phase of the activity. He now showed her one where a girl was licking his crotch, obviously after an ejaculation, and she was licking cum from his balls. He then showed her another taken during the same sequence, and she was licking the base of his prick as it softened, sucking up the cum from his groin at the base of his prick. He continued showing her photographs taken in succession immediately after an orgiastic cocksucking session, and she eyed them greedily, obviously ready to try anything.
John: "Want to try it?"
She grinned a yes answer, and as he lay back relaxing, his softening prick lying partially tumescent on his belly, he guided her as she tongue-bathed his crotch, slurping up cum and sweat from his groin, his testicle-sac and from the head of his prick. While she was doing the job, he added to his enjoyment of the ritual by teaching her the various slang terms for sexual activities, and for parts of the body, terms which she had never heard before. She was a good learner, and soon was enjoying the entire process, following his suggestions eagerly, and always ready for the next step in the process of a complete physical and moral degradation which John had apparently mapped out for her in his own mind.
Jerry was lying back on the sofa, his hand still holding a softening prick, cum glistening on his belly and on the head of his cock.
John: "Lick Jerry off, Angie."
She moved to obey him, and on her knees she faced the boy, hesitantly embracing his naked hips as she began licking his groin area. Jerry removed his hands from his cock and cradled her head in both his hands as she cleaned him off. His member began coming erect again, and by the time she was finished with her job he once again had a full erection. He hoped that this time he could go on and fuck her regular, the way he wanted, but he knew he'd damn well better do as his bossy brother told him or he'd probably get busted in the face. For her part, now that she had been through a glorious initiation into the cocksucking art, she didn't stop with licking the cum off Jerry's testicle-sac and cock and groin area. As his prick hardened and his body stiffened in sweet anticipation, she simply moved her lips over the head of his young prick and began sucking. John stopped her.
"Let's try it another way," he told them. He decided he'd like to see them fuck.
"You two fuck. Show her how, Jerry."
That was all the boy needed. Hot and excited, he had longed to fuck the girl from the moment he first saw her. Now he simply slid off the sofa, grabbing her as he went, threw her down on the floor and climbed onto her body. She squealed with eager joy, spread her legs wide in anticipation, and clutched Jerry as she threw both arms around him delightedly. Jerry grappled a moment, trying to insert his prick into her body, and John knelt beside them, took Jerry's cock in his hand and guided it into the girl's cunt. As John then knelt between their legs watching, he stroked Angie's thighs, then placed a hand under her buttocks and fingered her anus. As Jerry frantically hunched back and forth on top of her, John took them and turned them both over, Jerry on the bottom, Angie on top.
He wrestled their bodies, showing Angie how to heighten their enjoyment by various means, including movements of her own which complimented Jerry's movements. He pressed downward on Angie's buttocks hard, forcing her cunt down onto Jerry's member. Jerry knew his brother well enough to know not to object, and Angie simply lay there supine, allowing John to do as he wished, sensing that she'd best say nothing. John stilled their actions for a moment so that he could insert his tongue into Angie's little asshole, and he pushed her buttocks wide apart, lowered his face toward them and tongued her anal opening greedily. He moved his slobbering lips and tongue from her anal opening toward her cunt, then slid it wetly back and forth, in and out, sending the girl into paroxysms of joy. Both Jerry and Angie wanted to start their fucking motions again, but John pushed firmly down on Angie's buttocks with both hands while he got his fill of her body. He pushed his greedy tongue into her asshole deeply, while she shivered from the onset of this completely new sensual experience. He now heard the slurps and sucks as Jerry and Angie exchanged open-mouthed tongue-sucks, the two of them whiling away the time, as it were, until he allowed them to begin fucking again.
John's sexual greed would not be satiated, and he continued a loud, sucking tongue swab of Angie's backside. Soon he had it thoroughly massaged and set, the anal opening an inviting, flowering petal to accept his tongue or his prick. He moved his hips up and placed the head of his cock at the opening, giving it easy shoves as he spat lugubriously on the opening and on his cock, lubricating the anal canal to allow passage of his shaft. He inserted it up to the head, held it there a few moments and let her hunch her ass onto it herself, so that if it hurt too much she could withdraw. She gradually pushed his prick farther into the opening, and eventually she came to be hunching her ass up and onto his cock, then down and onto Jerry's. Jerry ejaculated again, and immediately afterwards, Angie reached her climax. They shivered and thrashed about in the grip of the sexual experience, Jerry groaning and moaning, Angie sucking in her breath sharply as they both gave themselves over to it. As their movements stilled, John gripped Angie's hips firmly and rammed his shaft deeper into her, preparing for his own shoot off.
When it came, he threw her down on the floor, off his brother, and mounted her animal-style, oblivious of all but the consummation of a livid, consuming sexual drive that drowned all else. He pushed her body back and forth onto his cock in a piston-driven fury as his climax came on. In a final burst, he clasped her body to him as he stood on his knees, and with all his might drove his prick home with a powerful lunge, then another and another. He then squatted back on his haunches, exhausted, and she dropped onto the carpet, her senses reeling.
John now relaxed, in a reclining position against the sofa, and Jerry still lay on the floor alongside Angie. John shook Angie back to her senses.
"Hey. You gonna clean us off, like a good girl?"
Angie crawled over to John, licked his crotch and prick and nuts clean of the cum. Before she crawled over to Jerry, she tongue-bathed her way up John's belly and kissed him hard on the lips, then forced his lips apart with her tongue and swabbed his throat with an insistent, probing tongue. She then smiled at him and moved over to Jerry.
John got up and walked over to his dresser again, and returned with a camera which could take pictures, then develop them on the spot. He recorded Angie's actions as she turned Jerry over on his back, swabbed his groin area and prick and testicles with her tongue, licking up the cum and sweat. Jerry then laid her back on the carpet and swabbed her crotch with his tongue, bathing her entire lower body with a loving, greedy suck and swab. His tongue reached and pushed toward her asshole, and he lifted her hips up to spread wide her thighs to his lips. In long, slow, delicious licks and sucks, he cleaned her off like a mama cat licking kittens, savoring each delicious suck on the girl's cunt. Then they all three admired John's photography, a dozen or so shots of Angie licking Jerry clean, and as many more of Jerry swabbing Angie's little pussy and her asshole with his lapping tongue.
Angie told me that these activities just described, consisting of her initiation into the sexual life of the boys in the downstairs basement of her sister's house, ended in the early morning hours of the following day. She was then forced by John to remain in the basement, and take up her residence in the room adjoining the boys' rooms, to be ready for whatever games the boys might wish to play. It appeared that she was forced into a harem-slave relationship with these young men, and retained in a sort of prison in her own house. She related that the room in which she was put was a bedroom, with an opening only into the boys' room, and her clothing was removed. She was completely cut off from her sister, and from any contact with anyone except the boys and any men friends they chose to bring into the apartment. She insisted, however, that the arrangement was not particularly to her dislike. It did, in fact, come to be congenial to her, and she developed a rather firm attachment to John, the elder of the boys. Angie's story is intricately interwoven with that of Juanita M., another case study which I undertook.
Juanita and Jimmy F. became involved with Angie's sister Paula, in a manner which I discovered later, and will presently relate.
JUANITA M.
My case study of Angie, which peripherally involved her sister Paula, was not completed when Juanita M. came to my attention. It was not until chronologically much later that I discovered, by accident, that the fantastic occurrences brought out in this case of Juanita took place in the very same house as those involving Angie.
Juanita began describing to me the character and personality of this Paula person, and her descriptions came to resemble Angie's descriptions of her sister to such a remarkable degree that I investigated the matter to some depth. Both girls were indeed describing the same remarkable person.
To accurately set forth Juanita's story, involved some brief description of Paula, for as I began my inquiries into the facts of these two cases, the name and personality of Paula came to actually dominate the canvas, my canvas being in this case the written word.
Whether or not this woman was evil is a matter for someone else to determine, but in any case she was most extraordinary. The activities which she undertook, the sexual antics which I have already touched upon, ranged across as broad a spectrum as could imaginably be encompassed by a human body. One of her lovers had been the father of John and Jerry, who had ensconced themselves in her basement and instituted a harem-style arrangement for themselves. The individual whom she lived with at the time of this study on Juanita M. and Angie K. was a man of about thirty, a punch-drunk former boxer. He was not a particularly large man, but was enormously strong, and because of an addled brain, was unable to make himself a living except in some menial capacity. She encouraged him to use her gymnasium, and he became attached to her to the point that a slave-and-master relationship grew into being between them. She used him in practically any way she saw fit, and he followed her orders obediently. In his dim-witted way, he came to enjoy the sadistic sexuality which came to be more and more her stock in trade. She encouraged him to indulge himself in off-beat sexual practices, and their exploits came to be team efforts, and included various forms of oral sex with one another, sadism involving male and female third parties, and involvement with young people of twelve, thirteen and fourteen. His enormous sexual drive was matched by her own, and when they were alone, she customarily and routinely dallied with his genitals, and encouraged him to undertake various types of intercourse with her, including oral and anal.
George assisted Paula in the accumulation of a stock of pornographic photographs, and she used these in many of her wide-ranging exploits. The man spent the greater part of his time in the corner of her room reserved for the gymnastic equipment, using the weights and pulleys and slant boards, while making full use of the mirrored walls. She used the slant boards a great deal herself, and fell into the habit of doing her workout routines naked. The two of them, in fact, customarily went about without clothing. Paula had a kitchen as part of the upstairs domiciliary, similar to the arrangement in the basement which was so congenial to the inhabitants there, and George kept the larder full with goods from the main-floor kitchen. Since nudism was their kick, they were able to practice it as much as they wished, relieved of the necessity of putting on their clothes to even go downstairs and eat. Paula put on clothing to receive the visitors which she had George procure for her, and of course he was obliged to dress when he went searching for them.
Juanita first saw this George person while she was living in a dormitory type housing arrangement, a sort of halfway house between foster homes. She and Jimmy F. were housed here for quite a long period, evidently, and were escapees from the place when George came upon them quite by accident, walking the streets hungry and cold. They gladly went with him, since he offered shelter and the prospect of a good meal. At their first sight of the room, the upstairs domiciliary occupied by Paula and her male consort, Juanita and Jimmy both stood open-mouthed, for to them the entire arrangement was something out of an Arabian nights fantasy.
It was late afternoon, and Paula lay on a low couch, flimsily clad, perusing her pornographic photos. An enormous bed dominated the huge room, the carpets were three inches thick, and the gymnastic apparatus in the mirrored corner added a dimension of unreality to the vivid scene. There were plush cushions everywhere, and the atmosphere was one of opulence, comfort and enticement to idle dalliance, none of which either child had ever experienced in their young lives except as spectators, in movies or on TV.
Paula had clad herself in a gauzy, flimsy garment which didn't cover her body at all, but merely accentuated the attractiveness of her nakedness. As George escorted the two into the room, he strode over to the mirrored corner and began to work out, casually and unconcerned as though he were alone in the room. Getting himself in a sweat from the exertion, he discarded one garment after another until he finally drew off his shorts and continued the exercises naked. The two visitors sat alongside Paula and stared open-mouthed, while she began to ply them with small amounts of whiskey. She offered them food, which they took greedily, then returned with them to the couch and gave them stacks of pornographic photographs to peruse.
Juanita was a dark-haired, brown-eyed beauty, who'd had a rough time of it and was pretty well able to take care of herself. The boy, she recalled, had the unkempt good looks of a city tough. They were both ragged and not particularly clean, and Paula sat with them on the couch talking with them, showing them the photographs and offering them whiskey at frequent intervals. She talked constantly in sexual terms, asking them intimate questions relating to their sexual experiences, and in short getting them both thoroughly aroused and more than slightly drunk.
The afternoon waned into evening, and no lights were turned on. In the semi-darkness Paula talked quietly with Juanita, drawing her into discussions of the girl's previous sexual experiences. Paula lounged on the low couch with Juanita sitting on the carpet at her side, and Jimmy sat on the couch at her feet. As the woman talked with Juanita, she displayed her lower body to the boy, managing always to keep her private parts in his full view, the filmy garment she wore pulled aside to allow full display of her thighs and hips. As she handed Juanita a tumbler full of ginger ale strongly laced with whiskey, the third she'd given her, she suggested that the girl would be more comfortable with her clothing removed, since it was fairly warm in the room.
Paula: "Have you ever walked around without any clothes on, Juanita?"
Juanita: "I've always lived with some relative or other, and once this fellow, his name was Jack, made me go around the house without any clothes."
"How long ago was this?"
"Just a few months ago, and then I moved again. To a kind of dormitory, and we didn't eat too well, and they treated us mean, then George asked me if I'd like to come here and meet you."
"This fellow Jack, how big was he?"
"Oh real big, and he went around without any clothes too. All the time."
"What did he do to you?"
"Well usually he was the only one there, and he made me do all kinds of things."
"How long have you had hair down there?" Paula ran her hand sensuously down Juanita's body to her crotch, and pressed a hand against her budding vagina, through her flimsy undergarments.
"Not long, and Jack counted them one time. He was always wanting to count them, and once he made me lie back on the bed naked and he put his face down there and held me down for a long time."
"Did he have any clothes on?"
"No, it didn't seem like he ever did. And when he made me sit in his lap he always held his big ole cock between my legs and licked my breasts."
Juanita was now fairly drunk. Her speech was slurred, and her head was weaving as she detailed to Paula various intimate sexual experiences she'd been through. Paula soon had her responding to her suggestions, and she helped her remove her clothing. Lying drowsily against the couch, her breasts shone in the semi-darkness, little orbs of deliciousness, and now they heaved in excitement from the arousal which Paula was bringing about.
Paula: "Did Jack ever show you how to do it to yourself?"
"No."
"Here. Sit here and I'll show you." Paula had her sit on the edge of the couch, leaning back against the woman, one leg dangling over the edge, a foot on the carpet. The other leg was stretched toward the boy, and he sat goggle-eyed, sweaty from the rush of sensations to his brain. Paula could tell that he had probably already had an ejaculatory emission, and might soon have another. He was completely absorbed in this fantastic series of events, and he sat mesmerized, his eyes glittering from the whiskey, his head occasionally weaving. His hands were moving upwards from Paula's ankles to her knees, and he was reaching occasionally to fondle the woman's moist cunt.
Paula embraced Juanita as they lay alongside one another.
Paula: "There. Just relax now. Look here." Paula spread her own legs, lay her back so that her body was resting mostly against the woman, and masturbated her. Juanita sucked in her breath in loud gasps as Paula fingered her vagina, occasionally leaning over to drop wads of spittle on her little pink slit, working the girl into a veritable spasm of enjoyment. Before Jimmy's amazed eyes, she leaned over the girl and tongue-bathed her breasts as she gently caressed her pussy, rubbing the vulva and the vaginal lips to achieve a total sexual involvement. Almost casually, Paula brought her into her climax, and as it gripped her body, Paula spread her legs widely to Jimmy's bug-eyed gaze and plunged her own face into the girl's bush, cunt-sucking her into a fury of sexual abandon.
While the girl lay recovering from the experience, Paula played her hands over her young body, bringing forth spasmodic shivers as she dallied with the girl's vagina and her breasts, and moved her probing finger toward her anus. Then Paula lay back and relaxed, and surveyed the boy calmly.
The whiskey had about done him in, but the excitement of what he had just witnessed shone from his eyes in the semi-darkness. His agitation displayed itself prominently, and of course Paula noticed that he was experiencing a thorough erection with accompanying emissions.
Paula sat up on the couch as she played her hands casually over Juanita's body and spoke to him.
"How old are you, Jimmy?"
"Fourteen," he said in a husky adolescent quaver.
"Would you bring me another small glass of that whiskey, over there in that cabinet?"
Jimmy stood up uncertainly and weaved to the liquor cabinet. He refilled her glass, then returned it to her. They shared it. He crouched beside the low couch, and in the darkness which now enveloped them began to caress Juanita's body.
Paula: "Why don't you take your clothes off? Juanita, help him with his clothes."
The girl staggered up, and in a fog, grappled with the boy's body, pulling on his clothes, tugging at his fly, then thrusting her hands inside his shorts to grasp his cock and pushing on to fondle his tightened nuts. The two threshed about, and finally got the boy undressed, then flopped back down on the couch beside the woman. Paula ran her hands over the boy's body in the darkness, and she verbally inventoried his parts as she went, for Juanita's benefit and to increase her own enjoyment of the ritual.
"Your arms are as big as a man's. You're an athlete, aren't you?"
"I play ball a lot, and lift weights a little at the YMCA." Paula had the boy stand up alongside the couch, and place a foot on the couch, one on the floor. She guided him into a straddling position, his body directly over Juanita's head and over her own. Paula took Juanita's hand in hers, and explored his genitals and his young cock. It stood out pole-erect and throbbing, and was man-sized. It had just experienced an ejaculation.
Paula: "How long have you been jacking-off, Jimmy?"
"A year and a half. One of the older girls jacked me off for the first time, when I was in that dormitory, the same one Juanita was in."
"That must have been some dormitory. What else did she do to you?"
"This girl, they let her do whatever she wanted. And she took a shine to me, and wouldn't let me be. She always crawled in bed with me after the lights were off, and she was always playing with my prick and my nuts."
"How old was she?"
"About fifteen, I guess. And she kept jacking me off before I was old enough to cum. Then the first time I shot cum all over her hand, she squealed and bent down and sucked it all up as it came out."
Paula was guiding Juanita's hand in an exploration of the boy's lower body, and after a few moments Juanita warmed to the job and needed no further guidance. Paula leaned over to a small lamp and turned it on, and she saw that the boy was probably ready to ejaculate again. After having him go after more whiskey, she had him sit on the couch by them, and he unsteadily flopped himself down, dead drunk now and thoroughly aroused. Paula held the whiskey glass to Juanita's lips and she took more, then she gave Jimmy more, and he could do little else but he back and moan, he was so drunk.
He lay on the edge of the couch, with Paula sitting next to him, and Juanita partially sitting, partially lying back against Paula, both the girl and the woman facing Jimmy's outstretched body. Juanita's hands were all over him, and Paula guided her in the performance of various sexual activities with his body.
Paula: "Juanita, did you ever see Jack's body up this close?"
"No, he always wanted to lick me everywhere, but I never sat next to him just like this. This is fun."
"Have you ever jacked a boy off?"
"Jack had me do it to him, two or three times, and he wanted me to suck on it but I wouldn't."
Juanita's hands caressed the ropes of muscles that played across the boy's belly, and she rubbed his thighs hesitantly. At Paula's urging, her hands became bolder and she ran them expressly over his genitalia, her excitement increasing as she explored the boy's body. Paula demonstrated how to grip his prick at its base with one hand, cup his testicles with the other, and with the proper movement bring him to an ejaculation. Juanita played her hands over his body while Paula continued their conversation regarding her earlier sexual experiences. She also plied Juanita with more ginger ale spiked liberally with bourbon, which she had George keep them supplied with. When the man was not running Paula's errands, George came to squat behind them, crouching naked and drooling at Juanita's back, waiting for the opportunity which he knew Paula would provide for him to have his fill of the girl's body.
Paula kept the spiked ginger ale always within Juanita's reach, and she gauged the onset of the girl's drunkenness to suit her purposes, providing just the amount of alcohol to inflame her senses, render her helpless and subject to the woman's control, but not so much that she would fall unconscious. Predictably, Juanita's head started bobbing somewhat, and her eyes had difficulty focusing, while her sex-urge was being roused to the greatest heights she'd ever experienced in her young life. George had difficulty restraining himself, as he sat behind her on the couch, squatting with his naked crotch open to her buttocks, one knee resting on the couch, the other upraised and supporting an arm. A gargantuan prick stabbed in full erection toward her backside, brushing against her body occasionally.
He continuously played his hands up and down the sides of her body, as she and Paula continued their conversation and the girl explored Jimmy's genitalia and thighs. Juanita's reactions were so slow, from the effects of the whiskey, that she didn't realize the man was there, and his hand-movements over her body aroused her sexually without her being able to accurately pinpoint the causes of the arousal.
Paula moved her body slightly so that the man could squat closer to the girl's body, and she continued the dialogue with Juanita regarding her experiences while she occasionally leaned over to assist her awkward movements.
Paula: "Was Jack's prick as big as Jimmy's, Juanita?"
"Oh, I guess it was about the same size. Jimmy's is nicer though. I never played with Jack's cock like this."
"Did he have you jack him off several times?"
"Yes, and once I took both hands and did it, and he said I did a real good job."
"Why didn't you suck his prick for him?"
"I don't know. I was scared, I guess."
"I think you'd like it, if you tried it. I've tried it a lot, and it's fun. First, spit on it like this, and get it all worked up and slippery, way down to here."
Paula leaned over, spat on the boy's prick several times, and with the spit, worked her hands down the underside of his prick to his nuts. She then showed Juanita how to move her finger down and snake it into his anus, while gripping his cock with the other hand and placed her lips around the head of it. Juanita drunkenly raised herself up on her knees to perform the task, her eyes glittering from the excitement. Soon Paula had her completely absorbed in her task, bent over sucking Jimmy's cock while with one hand she was fingering his asshole and the other was firmly gripped around the base of his prick, gently jacking him off.
George moved silently, beginning to gently massage Juanita's buttocks and inner thighs as she leaned over. He moved her legs a bit, spread them further apart to give his hands freer play over her crotch, without her raising her mouth from the boy's member or in any way being disturbed in her activities. He placed his cock between her legs and moved it up against her luscious, flowering little slit, then edged his body forward to slide his hands up her belly. He explored her body at his leisure with his hands, rubbing his groin against her buttocks, his cock thrust between her legs, massaging her pussy with his fingers and with his massive prick.
Soon, he backed off a bit and lowered his lips to her buttocks. Intently, he lost himself in a delicious, exciting oral exploration of her entire lower body. His lips moved down her buttocks as she bent over, and his tongue probed her anal cavity with wet, slippery sucks and plunges. He placed her legs so that his lips were given maximum freedom of movement, and his tongue sought the luscious depths of her glorious body. It moved in sucking, pushing exploration from her asshole to her cunt, and when it found its goal, he wallowed in mindless ecstasy, his tongue deep inside her little vaginal cavity, his lips devouring the open flower, oblivious to all else. His hands moved over her legs and her inner thighs as he remained with his mouth covering her cunt, his tongue sunk into its inner recesses.
He moved his lips back and forth in a delicious exploratory path from her pussy to her anus, and soon her entire lower body was thoroughly wet and lubricated, her pussy slippery from the tongue swabbing which he was doing. Then he moved his cock again to her cuntal passage, and pressed the head of the huge member inside the girl's body. Juanita was totally absorbed in her cocksucking ritual to the point that he inserted the head of his cock into her body without disturbing it, and in gradual stages, spreading wide her thighs as he went, his prick buried itself wholly in her body.
As the man's cock eased home, its total length enveloped in her yielding body, she raised her head from Jimmy's prick, shock and amazement finally sinking through to her whiskey drenched senses. George now held her in a powerful, vice-like grip as he stabbed it to her, and she found herself unable to move her lower body in any direction. The sensation was that of piercing stabs of pain at first, then as the member began a steady back and forth movement inside her, the pain was replaced with a marvelous, delicious ecstasy, and she moaned in a sort of delirium and swoon. George's fondling of her breasts, and the movement of his hands over her body, combined with the effect of his cock moving back and forth inside her pussy to deliver a continuous flow of marvelous, delightful feeling through her body. George held her in a state of total helplessness while he delivered to her body the stabs of his huge shaft, building up in her the rages of a total sexual consummation.
He held her in such a way that all her movement was controlled by him, and he leisurely took his fill of her cunt. The performance was a beautiful one even to Paula, accustomed as she was to acts of sexual prowess, and she leaned back and watched, sipping her whiskey, her eyes glistening with excitement. With a glass half full of the ginger ale and whiskey, she moved to offer more of it to Juanita, and George stilled the movements of his body while Paula held the glass to Juanita's lips and emptied the glass into her mouth. The whiskey relaxed Juanita somewhat, and made it easier for George to hold her as he shafted his prick into her luscious, quivering cunt with increasing rapidity.
Finally, in a towering, forceful surge, his ejaculate shot into her body, eliciting from her a long, low moan as her climax rushed to its summit immediately after his. In delicious, ecstatic plunges of the cum-soaked member, his cock eased back and forth, back and forth at a slowly diminishing speed. They heard the soft, wet gush of the shaft as it gradually slowed its movements, then George pushed her body onto his cock in one final, delicious lunge and left it lay still.
He then stretched back and lay with his member sunk into her body, and for Juanita's part, she simply collapsed. One hand remained snaked around Jimmy's body, between his thighs, her finger jabbed into his anus. The other hand still gripped his cock as she lay her head still on his groin, catching her breath. Her eyes were closed and she was gasping for breath, only gradually coming around to her full senses.
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Juanita's testimony was interrupted at this point, and only much later was I able to continue my transcription of her story. The four-way, daisy-chain involvement which she was describing to me, however, also included as a participating member the boy Jimmy K., and to his testimony I will now turn. It sheds a great deal of light on the infamous case of these two children, and of their unwitting involvement with the swinging, jet-set group of adults surrounding Paula.
JIMMY F
This young man's sexual experiences were intimately intertwined with those of the girl whose case I just related. To the best of my knowledge, this boy and girl experienced as wide-ranging a set of sexual activities as it was possible to experience within the scope of several months or so, the length of time they were housed at Paula's estate. They detailed to me at length the various sexually oriented activities which they became involved in, and before very much time had elapsed after their entrance into the upstairs domiciliary of Paula and her consort, they had gained considerable sophistication in sexual matters.
Jimmy's testimony corroborated Juanita's in all important aspects, and he recalled for me that the orgy described in the previous few pages of this transcript was a long, drawn-out and involved affair. In fact, their stay in this place amounted to little more, apparently, than one continuous sexual orgy, broken occasionally by interludes of sleep and rest.
The boy had raised himself onto his elbows and watched the final few moments of the involvement of Juanita and the man, and Juanita had retained her grip on his prick throughout the scene. Until she raised up to take the drink, she had continued sucking his prick, and when she left off and dropped her head to the boy's groin, from the exhaustion of the intercourse with George, Jimmy leaned over Paula, and in a rush of emotion commenced an earnest, slobbery sucking and swabbing of her breasts. They were both thoroughly aroused now. Paula was the more experienced in sex play, of course, and she easily maneuvered him into a head-to-foot position, sunk his cock into her mouth and guided his lips to her cunt. The two then lost themselves in the glorious ritual of a sixty-nine, and Paula introduced the boy to the various pleasures of eating cunt. Roused from a drunken stupor by all the display of sexual activity, he allowed himself to be guided by her as she showed him how to move his lips and tongue exploratory fashion, in her vaginal cavity, around the periphery of the opening, thrusting his tongue over the vulva and down toward her anus. Throwing away all restraint, he sunk his lips and tongue into her body with lusty abandon, and soon she needed to give him no further guidance, as he progressed toward a mutual consummatory climax for them both. He pressed her inner thighs fully open, spreading back her legs to allow his mouth and his lips and tongue full advantage in the delicious exploration of her entire lower body. She was the most mature woman he had ever been with, and he was entranced with her body. Her long legs, brown and smooth, were a fascination to him, and her crotch was a delightful black-haired dream. He took his fill of her body with a wild, frantic abandon.
His eager hands played over the creamy, inviting suppleness of her buttocks, moving occasionally to press her lower body fiercely against his face, and then his hands moved up her spine and down along her velvety sides. He raised himself up on his elbow once, and with his head swaying drunkenly, focused his gaze on his own lower body, where her lips enclosed his tightened nuts. Her hand gripped his cock tightly, jacking him off as her tongue swirled contentedly over his hairy testicles. Her other hand possessed his buttocks, a finger sunk into his asshole. He moved his face back to her crotch and lost himself once again in a dreamy, steamy exploration of the wonders of her body, and the two bodies melted into one, in a hot, sweaty ritual of sucking, tongue swabbing joy. He brought her into a throbbing, heaving climax with his finger jabbed into her asshole, his tongue sunk into her cunt, pushing and sucking on her pulsating vulva. As she swept into it, the galvanic thrashing about of her body soon brought his own climax about, and together they bucked and heaved, riding the crest of a simultaneous orgasm. Jimmy gorged himself on the luscious, sensuous meat, clasping her thighs back and caressing her sinuous buttocks with both hands as his own ejaculate shot and gushed into her eager mouth.
The mating of their bodies was complete, and each was able to accurately gauge the other's most sensitive body areas, each satisfying the other's lust in a glorious symbiosis of sucking, tongue swabbing, grab-assed abandon. While the orgasm spent itself, Paula held the head of Jimmy's cock lightly between her lips, playing her tongue over the head of it while the ejaculate gushed in slowly decreasing rhythms from its tip. Jimmy pushed his head and lips forcefully against her vagina, caressing her parts with an insatiable appetite. Such a glorious pleasure he had never before experienced, and her body aroused in him an emotional response that overpowered all else, even to cutting through the whiskey's effect to rouse him to galvanic action.
Finally they lay exhausted, each gripping the other's hips in a close embrace, and tongue swabbing one another while the emotional fires cooled. It was by now the middle of the night, and after the frolic, Paula was ready to go to bed. She and George usually shared the huge bed, but tonight she shared it with the boy, and they threw several downy quilts on the heavily carpeted floor to make George and Juanita a comfortable bed. George passed the greater part of the night rubbing his hands over Juanita's body, keeping her partially awake and aroused. She had imbibed just enough of the whiskey that she remained passive to his desires, and he played his massive cock over her vaginal areas in leisurely caresses, as she moaned in delight, held in the throes of a drunken twilight. He turned her over and mounted her dog-fashion, massaging and working her buttocks so that it would yield to the thrusts of his fingers and his cock, then placed his throbbing member up against her crotch and held it tightly there while his hands moved in restless caresses over her young body. She spent the night in a state of partial awareness, occasionally rousing sufficiently to follow softly spoken instructions which he gave her now and then.
After several hours of fitful rest, he began another round of sex play with her which he found even more enjoyable than the first time he possessed her. Her semi-conscious condition rendered her amenable to his suggestions and submissive to his instructions, while not dulling her senses to the extent of denying her any of the pleasures of their sex play. George lay with her in languorous, full-bodied dalliance, moving her body to suit his fancy, caressing her lower body with his cock for a while, then moving to play his lips and tongue over her vagina and crotch. He placed their bodies head to foot, and guided her lips into position over the head of his prick, and while he swabbed her delightful little cunt with his tongue, she sucked on his prick with leisurely strokes of her tongue and her lips. He continued the sex play into the morning's early hours, and dawn found them about played out, eventually lying still and going to sleep soundly in a tight embrace, George's cock lying partially tumescent in the girl's mouth.
JUANITA M.
Juanita's testimony to me resumed after a lapse of several weeks, and she detailed to me various and sundry aspects of her life at Paula's mansion. Her story involved, of course, the boy Jimmy, and the two young people became quite close, as a natural consequence of their being thrown together in this new environment.
They remained impressed with the display of wealth and opulence with which they were surrounded, and Paula had no difficulty persuading them to remain with her for several weeks. The newness of their experiences shut them off, temporarily, from any curiosity about the rest of the house, or indeed of the outside world. For a while, their world was here, and Paula saw to it that their needs were catered to so that they would remain content, and available for the frolics which she staged.
She and George continued to move about naked. George spent the major portion of his day in the mirrored corner of the room where the gymnastic apparatus lay, performing various exercises and routines. Juanita became enormously interested in watching the man perform these exercises, and with her as an audience, he generally had a partial or full-blown hard-on, his cock either standing erect or arching down half-tumescent. He began teaching her routines which she could perform herself, routines which would assist in keeping her young body lithe and supple, while not building ugly muscle tissue on her marvelous little girl-body.
These routines came to be mostly those which required his assistance, and they were always performed in such a way that his visual command of her cunt and her crotch were unimpeded and complete. He kept her constantly aroused sexually, and was continuously having her perform gentle exercising routines which were sometimes no more than contrived opportunities for him to engage in various types of sex play with her body. The two of them came to spend their mornings in exercise routines, and their afternoons in perusal of pornographic photographs, while lying on the couch or sprawled naked on the carpet. Nights were sometimes quiet, and other times were spent in riotous sex play of all sorts.
Paula and George performed for the two young people all manner of sexual acts, involving anal, oral and standard sexual intercourse routines. They also had the young people perform intercourse in various ways, sometimes with one another, frequently with one of the grownups. As in the orgy of the night of their first arrival in the apartment whiskey was frequently employed by Paula and George to bring about the desired state of mind on the part of the young people. There was no end of the varieties of sexual experiences which they sought and attained, and of course they had at hand all the means for every manner and type of indulgence, plus the leisure time to perform it. Paula had but to ring for any type of household service which she desired, and the bringing of food and sustenance was of course no problem. The members of the household staff were accustomed to all manner of deviate behavior, were well paid, and asked no questions. There was quite likely a great deal of conversation in the main-floor kitchen about the wild carrying-on in the upstairs apartment, but it had no effect on the inhabitants of that apartment.
On one of the mornings during which George and Juanita settled into a sort of haphazard exercise routine, George had her lay on a padded exercise board, of the type used for sit-ups. The board was on four wheels and was five or six feet long, and was suitable for a variety of exercises. George placed the board in such a way that he could best view both their bodies in the mirrored wall, and the girl performed sit-ups for him. He supported her legs while she did them, and he gripped them firmly, pulled them apart, and while he sat on the bench, surveyed her crotch as she exercised. It was only a small step further for him to lean over and place his mouth on her luscious, open vagina, and he began a gentle tongue-bathing of her crotch. He instructed her to continue her routine, and when she grew tired, she lay back, her arms spread, her legs gripped to his sides, her pussy open to his tongue. His lips and tongue caressed the new hair growth and the supple, yielding flesh as he lapped and sucked on her cunt, arousing her body to glorious heights of emotion. He stood up and moved his equally aroused prick to lay it on her crotch, moving it back and forth in an easy, ecstatic movement of flesh against flesh. She moaned softly, and gave him answering movements with her hips. He dallied a while, his cock pushed slightly into her cunt, then withdrawing it and laying it between her legs, rubbing gently with it. Then he bent over and tongue-lapped her cunt more, moving his tongue over the entire breadth of her inner thighs and her underside. After he had her delightedly moaning and sighing, he suddenly left off, with a wide grin, and walked over to the wall-pulleys. He indolently worked the pulleys back and forth, stretching his pectorals and occasionally turning around facing the cables to work his back muscles. He stopped a moment to pull the exercise board she lay on toward him, bringing it to rest with her head just inches from his crotch as he sweated in the exercise routine. He smiled down at her and joshed with her a bit, encouraging her to do whatever she liked best. She moved her hand toward his crotch in exploratory fashion, rubbing her hands up and down his thighs first, then moving in to grip his cock and caress his testicles and his anus. She was lying spread-eagled before him, her face under his widespread legs, her lips just inches from his sweaty nuts. As he worked out, he gazed contentedly down upon her body, spread for his gaze on the cushioned board. Her crotch area was beginning to assume the form and appearance of young womanhood, and the indications of her approaching maturity were evident. She was well into her puberty, and her breasts were in fact over developed for her age. Her sexual arousal evidenced itself in a slight erection of the little rosebud tips, and he stopped his exercising every few moments to stoop over and suck and lick them.
Across the room, Paula was lying on a low couch perusing her pornography while Jimmy slept on the bed, and she strode over to them, pulled up a stool and began taking pictures with the Polaroid. Juanita had grown a little braver and was now resting with both arms around George's hips, pulling his body lower to rest his testicles against her lips, and she guzzled them as he stood straddling her in a head-to-foot arrangement. He leaned over to caress her body, and gripping the sides of the couch with both hands at her crotch line, sunk his face into her downy, luscious little pussy. He licked her like a mama cat licking its kitten, with strong, loving strokes from his eager tongue. His crotch was spread to her face now, and she moved her head to accommodate his prick within her mouth, after she had sucked on his testicles to her contentment. Paula moved to her knees immediately adjacent to the exercise board and took shots of their involvement as their emotions began heating up, and she occasionally assisted Juanita in some of her exploratory movements over George's prick and his nuts. Paula guided her hands toward his asshole, and laid her arms around his hips in such a way that their mutual excitement was increased. She then backed off a few feet and took shots of the action from all angles, then sat sprawled on the floor, leaning against one of the large cushions strewn about, watching them as they continued to work out. George didn't allow the action to progress into a sexual consummation, for he enjoyed the sweet dalliance almost as much as the orgasm. He liked to spice his work outs with close body contact, and he encouraged the girl to perform various sexual acts as he continued his routines. Most commonly he encouraged her to suck the head of his cock and his nuts, but he also taught her the joys of several other forms of sexual endeavor, and ways of combining these acts with a vigorous, exhausting work out with the pulleys, weights and slant boards.
Juanita had by now lost a great many of her inhibitions, such as those against going about naked, and having her body caressed by his tongue and his prick as she performed exercise routines, or as she lay supine on the padded boards. The exercise tended, of course, to relax her body while heightening and sharpening the sensual awareness of libidinous arousal, and she came to put a great deal of store in these morning routines which he established. She also enjoyed watching herself in the mirrors, and within just a few days they were undertaking all sorts of interesting exercises in tandem, sometimes with him licking and sucking her cunt, other times with her sucking on his cock or his testicles. George found himself unable to get his fill of her body. He wanted to handle it and fondle it continuously, and the two came to be inseparable, as he taught her all the possible forms and nuances of sexual endeavor and she warmed to her role as willing student. She soon became accustomed to having his hand on her crotch, and it seemed that his fingers were always exploring her downy little bush, rubbing sensuously over her thighs and her pubic areas. They would sit idly after their morning workout, lounging on the carpet against one of the low couches facing one of the mirrored walls, perusing the photographic pornography which lay bountifully at hand, while he explored her body visually and kinesthetically. When they came across a photograph illustrating some particularly interesting pose, he would insist that they try it then and there.
The individuals photographed were of every type and physical variety, and the poses illustrated all manner of interesting exercises in libido. Juanita's mind was presented with such a multitude of sensations from all sides that she had difficulty sorting them all out, and it was a simple matter for George to lead her in any direction he chose. Her hand acquired a habit, as a result of his gentle instructions to her, to remain gripped around the base of his prick, and he encouraged her to continuously fondle it, occasionally sucking on the tip of it or jacking him off in endless sweet dalliance.
One morning as they sat relaxing from several hours of leisurely physical therapy and exercising routines, which had combined cocksucking, pussy eating and the tongue swabbing of one another's bodies, Paula used the padded board a while herself. She always kept herself in top physical shape in spite of her wild indulgences, and this morning she performed several sit-up exercises, then some light knee-bends before the mirrors. After a reasonably exhausting series of exercises, she plopped herself down alongside Juanita, and they all three enjoyed the photographs for a while. When they came across one which displayed a performance between" two very young girls, George asked Juanita if she'd ever done anything like that.
She hadn't, of course, and George, employing knowing glances at Paula, had Paula recline alongside her as he maneuvered the girl into an exploratory fingering and rubbing of Paula's body.
George brought the girl a tumbler of ginger ale liberally spiked with bourbon which he had her sip occasionally, and soon he had her starry-eyed, her head bobbing, giggling and ready to follow his guidance and instructions anywhere or do anything. He knelt alongside her as she lounged with her upper body against the low couch, and Paula lay with her head toward Juanita's feet, her hands playing over Juanita's upper thighs and her vagina. George placed an arm around Juanita's head and leaned closely over her, holding the glass of ginger ale and whiskey and murmuring to her as she sipped it.
"How's the drink? You like it?"
"Yes, but it's got a funny taste to it. It makes me dizzy."
"The funny taste is whiskey. It'll make you feel good. It makes you lose your inhibitions, too, and that makes everything more fun."
"Inhibitions?"
"Those are restraints a person has against the performance of acts, or against doing something which violates their conscience. To lose your inhibitions means that you enjoy yourself more, that you let yourself go and enjoy whatever is at hand. You have learned to play with my prick without inhibitions, and if you want, you can suck on it and stroke it right now if you'd like."
Giggling, she moved her hands toward his cock, stroking it several times, then gripping it firmly and jacking him off a few moments. He continued his dialogue with her while she dallied with his cock and his nuts.
"Have you ever sucked a girl's cunt, like they're doing here?"
He showed her several large photographs displaying cunnilingus in several ways between two young girls, and she eyed them avidly, her thoughts out of focus because of the whiskey.
"No, I don't guess I have."
"Move your hand up Paula's leg, like this." He demonstrated for her what he meant, and guided her hands in exploratory gestures over Paula's inner thighs. Paula reclined with legs outspread, a knee up, as she fondled Juanita's little pussy, occasionally reaching over to place her lips on it and tongue swab her bush. George guided the glass of whiskey to Juanita's lips again, and gave her several liberal swallows of it before he set the glass down and hovered over her, gently guiding her in an exploration of Paula's lower body with her hands, her lips and her tongue. As the woman and the girl became more involved, George continued speaking softly to Juanita, describing verbally to her the exploratory actions of her hands on Paula's body which would elicit the most pleasurable reactions from both of them. Juanita gradually warmed to the task of playing her hands over Paula's legs and thighs, and soon she was fingering the woman's pussy, moving her body to give her tongue and lips easier access to Paula's vagina.
George placed a hand under her buttocks and moved her body so that she and Paula were both afforded a natural and unobstructed movement of their respective tongues and lips to the other's parts, and he soon had them settling into a glorious, uninhibited cunnilingus exercise. The man lay with his head just behind Juanita's, his body reclining alongside hers, his prick thrusting against her buttocks. He occasionally took turns with her, licking and sucking Paula's widespread cunt, and he gently guided her hands and her face in a delicious, lingering possession of the woman's entire lower body. To retain his firm grip over Juanita's senses, he had her stop now and then, raise her head up and take more of the whiskey, and he kept her in a state of drunkenness most conducive to a willing obedience to his instructions.
As the two girls lay enjoying their physical therapy, George fondled Juanita's body and assisted her in her oral exploration of Paula's body. Paula's jet-black pubic hair extended back toward her anus, and her entire crotch was to George a delicious, inviting goal, lying open for his mouth and his tongue to possess. He had Paula mount Juanita dog-fashion, head-to-foot, her legs spread over Juanita's open mouth, and her own tongue and lips buried in Juanita's pussy, while George moved his tongue over her buttocks wetly. He stood up on his knees and fondled her buttocks with his hands, pushing his tongue deeper and deeper into her soft, yielding anus until he had buried it full length into her, moving his tongue around in an insistent, thrusting push. At this stage of the proceedings, Paula became thoroughly aroused sexually, with both openings in her lower body receiving gentle stimulation simultaneously, and Juanita's luscious pubic areas open to her exploratory tongue and lips. George lay the girls back down on their sides, and he alternately snuggled his crotch up to Juanita's buttocks, then against Paula's.
While the girls continued their play with one another, he worked Paula's buttocks with his hands and his tongue, swabbing her anal cavity, massaging her legs further apart to allow the entry of his outsized shaft. Wallowing his crotch about as he pushed his shaft into her opening, he soon had half its length buried in her body, as he hunched back and forth in short strokes. Gradually increasing his thrusts, he pushed it into her all the way, as he massaged her thighs apart and spread her buttocks to accommodate his prick. This was not a new experience to Paula, and it increased her enjoyment of the girl's body to have the man's huge prick thrust full into her anal opening. Juanita leaned up for a moment on one elbow to view the exercise, as George's heavy thigh moved across her head. Out of curiosity, she began moving her hands over his testicles and his backside, and soon she was alternately swabbing his nuts and Paula's cunt with her probing tongue. Raised on one elbow, George surveyed the action, and once pulled his prick from Paula's asshole to thrust it toward Juanita's lips as she lay swabbing his testicles with her tongue. In a movement now natural and reflexive to her, she took his cock into her mouth, sucking back and forth on it several times. She then took it in her hands and massaged it a while, then re-inserted it into Paula's asshole. She was now responding in a satisfactory manner to George's teaching, and he knew that he could depend on her to follow his guidance without inhibition.
He moved his hands to cradle her head, and gently he guided her lips to Paula's bush, then back to sucking on his prick, alternating back and forth. They lost themselves in a wonderful three-way exercise, all of them approaching orgasm as they rolled and tossed and plunged in a tightly knit heap of bodies on the carpet. The girl approached orgasm first, in a sweep of drunken emotion as her hips pushed with increasing thrusts into Paula's eager lips. She grabbed blindly for Paula's hips and buried her tongue deeply into the woman's cunt, while the juices flowed and Paula responded with an ecstatic plunge of her own tongue into the girl's body, sucking and swabbing furiously as the climax built to a blinding summit, then receded. Paula's own climax preceded George's by only a short while, and together the two of them plunged and dipped in a give-all, take-all consummation of cum and sweat and emission juices. As the emotional fires died, they all three lay back and relaxed, and George continued an indolent fondling of the girl's body. He could never keep his hands off her cunt, and even after just having shot his wad, he explored and sucked and licked her little girl-parts hungrily.
He lay head-to-foot with the girl, and persuaded her to experimentally swab his prick clean of cum and sweat with her tongue. The whiskey was not quite all gone from the glass, and he held it to her lips to drain the last drop from the glass, talking softly to her all the while.
"Take it in your mouth and lick all the cum off it, and I'll swab your little pussy with my tongue. Try it and you'll see what I mean."
He guided her mouth, gently pushing her head to his crotch and persuading her to open her lips for the entry of the relaxed, cum-soaked member into her mouth. She followed his directions, and soon was swabbing his entire crotch clean, as he sunk his own tongue into her pussy and swabbed and sucked, contentedly giving himself over to a possession of her body once again. Juanita took both hands, one on each side of his body, and clasped his hips, then gorged his prick down into her mouth until her lips guzzled his groin. She moved her head back and forth, side to side, moving her moist lips over his sweaty, hairy groin as her tongue and her mouth sucked gently on his relaxed cockhead. Then she pulled back a little, closing her lips tightly on the prick as it snaked out of her mouth, fondling the head of it and swirling her tongue over its tip, then moving her lips and mouth back down onto it again. Losing herself in the ecstasy of it, she pulled back on George's thigh, and snaked a finger toward his asshole, following it with her tongue, wallowing it in a wet, slobbery trail from his cock, over his nuts, to his anus. George sensed that she had come to enjoy sucking his prick, and he of course gave her all the encouragement she needed, and allowed her to dally with his cock and his testicles to her heart's content.
When they had gone over one another thoroughly, he allowed her to lay back and relax a while, but he gently pushed her head with his hands to encourage her to retain his softened prick in her mouth, and he kept his hand on her crotch possessively. After Paula rested a few more minutes, she got up and with the camera began taking more shots of George and Juanita as they relaxed, his hand on her cunt, a finger pressed in moist, slippery dalliance against her vaginal lips while he swabbed her pink-tipped apple-breasts with his gorging tongue. Then they all three sat a while admiring her photography, and dallied away several more hours in the perusal of the pornographic pictures. Juanita was, she assured me, learning a great many things she had never known existed before, and George kept her senses reeling, with her sexual arousal at continuously fever pitch, for his pleasure.
JIMMY F.
A complete recital of the unusual activities which characterized the upstairs domiciliary of Paula and her lover was not possible, from one individual only. Several individuals added their versions of the facts, and the testimony of Jimmy and of Juanita were complimentary, each adding details which the other might have missed, and both adding portions which only they could have known. The boy described his relations with Paula more fully and completely than Juanita did, and for obvious reasons. Juanita's relations with both the woman and the man were best described by the girl herself, of course, so I am giving here a chronological survey of these events by moving from Jimmy's story to Juanita's, then back again, so that continuity is provided which would not otherwise obtain.
Jimmy told me that he came to be impatient with the restrictions placed on him in the apartment, and made a move, one afternoon, to leave the premises. He had enjoyed all the sexual experimentation, up to a point, but had become annoyed with Paula's insistent demands on his body. She continuously dallied and played with his prick and his testicles, it seemed to him, and although he enjoyed it, he was ready to leave after a week or so of it. The attractiveness of it began to pall for him, and one afternoon he began pulling on his shorts and pants, making preparations to leave. Paula mildly objected, offering all sorts of good reasons why he should remain, none of them seeming to have any effect on his determination to leave. She did not feel inclined to allow it at this time, however, and as the boy strode toward the door, she signaled to George, who'd been lounging naked with Juanita on the carpet before the mirrored wall. He watched as the boy moved toward the door, tried it, found it locked, then tried it again.
The door was a huge, massive affair, and he had installed special locks so that it was secure from being opened from either the outside or the inside, if he and Paula so chose. Jimmy could never have forced it open with anything less than a full-sized railroad crosstie used as a battering-ram. He was mildly surprised to discover that he and Juanita were prisoners in this plush establishment, and it didn't particularly upset him except that he was accustomed to going and coming as he pleased, and was certain not apt to take this type of imprisonment willingly.
Paula motioned him over to the couch where she was lounging naked, perusing her pornography. He walked over and sat on the edge of it. She offered him a drink, and he took it. She offered him another, and he hesitated, but sipped it more slowly than the first, and surveyed her calmly.
Paula: "Stay here a while longer. I'm not through with you yet."
"Looks like I will whether I like it or not. I was just going outside and move around a little and then come back."
"But you might not come back, and I want you here handy, in case I need you to ..."
"NEED ME? Whadda ya mean, need me?"
"I need a man to use my body. I have these urges I can't control, and I..."
"You've got that goddamn dimwit, fer Crissakes."
"Yes, but I want you too. You're a boy, and he's a man. I want you both."
"Well you're all screwball, and I ain't takin' my clothes off again for you to fuck around with my prick. Open that goddamn door fer me."
Her eyes narrowed into slits, and she coolly looked at him.
"You're not leaving."
"I'm leavin' this nutty place if I hafta tear it down round your goddamn fuckhead ears. Open that fuckin' door, damnit!"
She lay back and laughed at his show of manly outrage. He aroused her sexually when he displayed this kind of a temper, and now she was firmly and steadfastly determined she'd keep him here a while longer, possibly permanently. She'd done it before, to a fifteen-year-old boy to whom she'd taken a shine, and for the purpose she'd had installed a special room adjoining the mirrored alcove where the gymnastic apparatus lay. It was a room with thick plaster walls, heavily covered on all the walls and the ceiling with padding, and having only one exit. It opened with a small, heavy, secure door from the room they were in, and was bare except for some of the special goofy looking straps and things on the floor, and had its own bathroom facilities. It was, in short, a prison room, specially fitted for her own uses, hers and George's, to accommodate any recalcitrant's whom they might want to restrain for their twisted, deviate purposes. Its entrance door was covered with a heavy drapery affair and wasn't noticed unless one had occasion to enter it, so it hadn't been investigated by either of the young people. Its only furniture was a quantity of large pillows and heavy, luxurious leather floor cushions strewn about.
She had strapped the boy to the floor in his room, naked, and had whipped him several times a day until he consented to eat her cunt. He had finally consented, after several sessions with the whip, and after George had forcibly raped him. He had remained with her for several months afterwards, catering to her base desires on call and at her command.
When it appeared that Jimmy was going to cause a scene, George walked quietly up to him from behind and secured his body firmly in a full Nelson wrestling hold. Jimmy's wildest struggles were of no avail, and as he thrashed about, attempting to break the hold, he merely wore himself to exhaustion. Finally he hung limply in the man's arms, and Paula removed his denims and shorts while she knelt before him. She then moved to the liquor cabinet and poured a quantity of raw whiskey in a fair-sized glass and brought it to him. George forced the boy to his knees, still secured firmly in the wrestling hold, and Paula squatted before him with the whiskey. Jimmy refused to take it, and she had George pull his head back while she literally poured it down him, emptying the full glassful into him while he struggled and squirmed in the man's iron grip. They waited for a while, and as the whiskey's effect became evident, Jimmy's body began to relax and his head bobbed about uncertainly. His eyes seemed to quit focusing entirely, and Paula repeated the process, pouring down him a half-full tumbler of ginger ale and bourbon, into which she had dropped a quick acting sedative tablet. Soon the boy was completely helpless, his senses dulled by the whiskey and his body assaulted by a drowsiness which he couldn't control.
Dim-witted George looked at Paula, his eyes glittering with a wild, deviate excitement. He held the boy's limp body in the full Nelson, bent over his rump with a prick throbbing into an erection.
"Lemme have some of him, OK Paula? Huh? OK? Then I'll strap him down for you."
She shrugged her shoulders, and George began to act like a colt in high grass. He heaved Jimmy's body toward the couch and spread it out face down, his hips out over the edge of the couch, spread-eagled with his buttocks opened for the assault of George's shaft. Paula helped pin the boy's shoulders down while George worked and massaged his buttocks, spreading his thighs wide and opening his asshole to the man's pole. He spat lugubriously on the boy's anus, then on his own cock, and holding Jimmy's body firmly, rammed his prick in easy stages full depth into the boy's body. He was soon settled into a rhythmic, forceful rape.
Paula squatted alongside them and watched, fascinated. She was always impressed by the sexual antics of this dimwit, and Ids bestiality gave her special enjoyment. The joining of the two male bodies in an act of rapine gave her jaded, overworked senses a special delight. She moved to place her face at Jimmy's crotch, between his cock and the couch, and bracing herself with a hand on the boy's hips, she took his prick into her mouth. As George drove his cock into the boy from behind, she worked his prick into a hard-on, and with caresses and massages of the boy's cock, and his testicles, she sucked him off.
She occasionally reached around his body to grip George's thrusting organ as it heaved in and out of the boy's body, and she slowed down his movements enough that she could move her hands in leisurely fashion over the boy's testicles and prick, and over George's too. Her activities brought the young man into an orgasm quite soon, and she sucked greedily, milking his prick of the flowing ejaculate, as she continued caressing his testicles and the base of his cock. She then moved to recline alongside the two again, as George swung his hips back and forth, thrusting his massive organ into Jimmy's body, in and out. Paula began caressing the boy's body again, and rising to her knees, her face at the level of George's prick, she moved her lips over the boy's lower body toward his anus. She signaled to George with a push of her hand against his groin for him to pull back a moment, and as he did, she thrust her lips over his prick, then turned and tongue-washed Jimmy's asshole, massaging with her tongue around the opening. Until George climaxed inside Jimmy's body, she had him alternately thrust his prick into the boy's anus and then between her lips, and finally the man shot his wad, his prick bursting forth in a massive flow inside Jimmy's ass. She pulled the man's body back to once again thrust his cock into her mouth, and before his ejaculate had ceased its flow, she sucked the member greedily, massaging with her tongue his cockhead and its sensitive tip.
When finally the rape was concluded, George slung the boy's body over his shoulder and carried him, much in the way he'd carry a sack of feed, to the whip-room. Paula opened the drapes which covered the heavy door, worked with her keys on the door, opened it and led the way in.
George walked into the room and heaved Jimmy's body down in a heap on the floor. They both set to work strapping him secure. He was spread-eagled on his back, naked to the floor, straps at both ankles and wrists. In his drunken, drowsy state, he was helpless to prevent it as they worked their will with him. George then strode out and back to where he left Juanita, sleeping on the carpet next to the mirrored wall. He awakened her and gave her a quantity of whiskey, then persuaded her to lick his crotch clean while he lay back and rested. He gave her a great deal of whiskey so that she would not be aroused when the whip started singing, as he knew it soon would. The door to the whip-room was left open, and George lay with a full view of the action, watching as Paula prepared to vent a twisted, warped sex-urge through the medium of a whip handle. He admired her almost as much as she admired him, and for approximately the same reasons. She was fascinated with his sexual prowess, his outsized cock and his muscularity, and he was equally admiring of her because of her strong willed determination and the glowing sexual aura which surrounded her body. Even with the endless debauches which she participated in, she effortlessly preserved a flawless body. With coal-black hair, soft brown eyes and willowy hips, she exuded sexuality.
George was her willing slave, and a large portion of his respect for her derived from a bottomless lust for her body. When the two of them had no one snared in their net, they serviced one another's lust with a will, and there were photographs all over the place attesting to it. They had arranged for the shots to be taken by one of the young girls whom he had brought to the apartment, and who had subsequently been brutalized and degraded by George, with Paula's acquiescence. Paula had given her over to the man's tender mercies, and he had plied her with whiskey and a strong sedative, then had stripped her clothes off and with elaborate care had taught her the fine points of cocksucking.
Paula stood calmly surveying the boy's naked body strapped to the floor. A sadist, she derived pleasure from inflicting pain. In the case of boys or young men, laying on with her whip, when its target was a helpless male body, actually constituted a form of sexual outlet for her. She frequently climaxed while doing it, sometimes having more than one orgasm. So she scarcely needed an excuse for allowing George to strap down a male victim for her to whip, and she looked forward to the use of the whip as she would anticipate normal sexual intercourse or fellatio.
She took from a wall bracket a seven-foot rawhide whip and flicked it about over Jimmy's body. The boy was so drunk he scarcely was aware of what was taking place until she laid-on with her first lash. It whipped the length of his body, raising a red welt from his thighs to his shoulders, and he writhed and moaned from the pain. She stood a yard and a half from him, surveying his helpless body from his feet upward, excitement evident in her every move. The whip's lashes across his body moved him to a terrified thrashing about on the floor, and her body responded with a surge of sexual gratification. As she laid it on, her vagina moistened, emitting the juices and fluids associated with sexual foreplay. Soon her entire body was sweating, her lungs were gasping for air, and her face assumed the expression of sublime enjoyment normally accompanying coitus. She slowed the whip down, finally stopping its movement altogether, hunched her pelvis forward in an attitude of masturbation, and completed the climax with her fingers to her cunt, her legs spread and her head thrown back wildly.
George: "Turn around facing me so I can watch!"
The woman turned toward him as her orgasm ran its course, and her crotch became moistened from the fluid emission. Spreading her legs further, she continued toying with herself, bringing her ejaculation to full fruition.
She then threw herself down at Jimmy's crotch, and lay her head on his groin while she rested a moment. This experience had been a little different from what she was accustomed to, in that her victim had not done any screaming. The apartment was well insulated from the rest of the house to accommodate such noise, and prevent its being heard in other parts of the house. This room particularly, with its thick walls and single small door, was built for the purpose, so that a screaming victim was not a real problem for Paula. But Jimmy hadn't screamed, had merely gritted his teeth, groaned and thrashed about. Paula rested a few moments, her head on his groin, playing her hands over his lower body and his thighs. Then she got up and commenced doctoring the red welts across his body with a soothing ointment. She massaged them thoroughly, working over him as she knelt alongside his body, then she sprawled on the floor between his legs again, at his crotch, attempting to bring his young prick to a hard-on.
Jimmy: "Bitch. You ain't gonna do it. I ain't lettin' ya."
Paula: "I am going to do it, and you are going to let me, because you have no choice. And if you don't want me to do it to you, that makes it better. That means it will take longer, and stretch out my enjoyment of it." As an afterthought, she said quietly: "God you've got a beautiful young body!"
"Well you ain't," he lied. "You're a damned old whore and when I get loose from here I'm gonna break your goddamn neck if I hafta chase you all the way to China."
"Be nice now, little man. Be nice."
"Bitch."
She began working her lips over his cock. Her mouth moved wetly over his entire lower body, massaging; his groin, his testicles, pushing down toward his anus.
"Slut."
Gradually, as she worked and sucked, his prick began to involuntarily rise.
"Whore-slut."
Moving her lower body toward his head, she began an earnest licking and swabbing with her lips and tongue and mouth on his parts. Her tongue pushed down from his testicles toward his asshole, probing and plunging, as she gripped his prick firmly and began a slow, steady movement, jacking him off while his cock continued its gradual rise, and his nuts tightened in their sac. Involuntarily, he hunched his hips upward, to the extent allowed by the straps, and he grunted and groaned in low, subdued moans. He then moved spasmodically, hunching his groin upwards several times rapidly, as though to throw her body off him.
"Dick-eatin' cock-suckin' bitch! Git off me!"
She retained her mouth's hold over his prick while his hips bucked and heaved, and she gently played her hands over his testicle-sac and inner thighs, pushing a finger down and into his asshole, paying no attention to his objections. Eventually she was sucking the head of a full-blown hard-on, a hand gripping its base and gently jacking it off, her tongue playing over its turgid, rubbery tip while her lips caressed its length. She continued her massaging activities until Jimmy began to approach a climax, quite against his will, all the while riding out the heaving and bucking as he twisted and slammed his hips about in vain attempts to avoid her using his body. As he approached a climax and appeared giving himself over to the ejaculation, she raised her head off his member, and swung her leg over his head so that her luscious cunt pressed into his face. As she resumed her cocksucking, his lips pressed against her open pussy and his tongue reached for the depths of her body, whether he willed it or not. She slowed down her sucking motions to allow him to catch up, and much against his will, she led him into a climax, while he slurped and sucked and tongued her cunt with a wild abandon.
His ejaculation gave her the sexual satisfaction which she had striven for during all the preceding activity, and she pulled her head off his cock to watch the sperm shoot from the tip of it, arching grandly back onto his washboard belly. As it gushed in rhythmic pulsations, she covered the head of his prick again with her mouth, taking it all in greedy, mindless sucks and gulps. Even though she had climaxed only a short while previously, a consummation gripped her body again, and with a long, satisfied groan, Jimmy sunk his tongue into her body and pushed his lips against the warm, pulsating cunt, lapping it greedily with loud sucks and slurps. With plunges of decreasing rapidity, his hips gradually slowed their spasmodic movements, and they lay still and rested, savoring the delicious, lingering aftershocks which galvanized their bodies periodically. Jimmy then began a slow, deliberate cleaning and sucking movement with his tongue against her cunt, and she lapped up the cum which had shot onto his belly during his ejaculation. For a few brief moments, he liked her. His reactions to the nearness of her body were outside his control, and the luscious sexuality which she exuded drew him to her against his will. Her body he wanted, but only her body.
When the wild orgy had ended, finally, Paula left the whip-room, after releasing the boy from the floor straps. She then left, slamming securely shut the heavy door which imprisoned him. The door was three inches thick, and imbedded in it was a slab of bullet proof, three-inch-thick glass through which he could be viewed. He was an animal in a cage.
JUANITA M.
Juanita reported to me, in an interview much later, that she vividly recalled the events just described, even though George had succeeded in getting her fairly drunk. From the point when the door to the whip-room closed imprisoning the boy, her memory seemed to grow sharper, and she was able to recall for me vividly the precise details of the ensuing events.
She told me that George had watched the preceding scene from several feet away, lying sprawled on the carpet leaning against the low couch in front of the mirrored wall, and Juanita's attention came to be drawn to the door; by the movement and the noise. She raised her head up from George's crotch, her head swaying giddily, then she moved to go and assist Jimmy. George simply grasped her ankle firmly as she attempted to move away, and he retained it in an iron grip while she attempted to struggle away from him. He drug her over to him, feet first, and wrestled her back down onto the carpet, effortlessly. Partly with low, murmured cajolery, partly with force, he got several ounces more of whiskey down her, then he moved to the liquor cabinet and doped up a glass of ginger ale for her with a sedative. He gave this to her, forcing her to take it, then soon she was overcome by degrees with a drunken, swaying drowsiness, and was powerless in his hands. He then lay back and cradled her body in his widespread crotch, her head on his groin, while he watched the action in the whip-room.
This proceeding produced in him an excitement, and a surge of sexual hunger even though he had raped the boy just a short while previously. He lay on the floor wrestling with Juanita, playing with her body as a cat would a mouse, as the sounds of the whip lashing onto Jimmy's body were heard. He rolled and tossed with Juanita, fondling her body from every possible angle, caressing her with his hands and with his genitalia as she lay swooning, half asleep from the sedative, and drunk from the whiskey. He laid her flat on her back and crouched over her on all fours, licking her face and neck, down to her breasts as his cock lay between her legs, pressed up against her cunt, throbbing. He squatted before her, pressed her legs back with gentle hand-pressure on her inner thighs, and explored her vagina with his tongue and lips. He lifted her hips up, holding her buttocks in his huge hands, delivering her pussy to his lips and taking long, greedy, loud sucks, swirling his tongue into her crevice, moving it down toward her anus. He pulled back her thighs a bit further and opened her anal cavity to his face, then lapped his tongue leisurely over its surface, pushing into it, moving in a wet, slobbering trail from there back to her quivering, pink-lipped, downy-haired little vagina.
He lifted her body from the floor to the couch nearby, laid her on her back with her legs dangling over the edge, and leaning into her crotch, snaked his arms around her thighs and settled into a long, leisurely cunt-suck. His hands toyed with her body, caressing her groin, sending through her body kinesthetic vibrations which cut through the fog of whiskey and sedative he had given her, to arouse and kindle a glowing sexual urge. With his tongue lounging inside her cunt, languorously playing with the vulva and her erected clitoris, moving along the edges of her vaginal opening, he felt her body reactively move with the spasms and jerks of a powerful sex-urge, and monitored an increase in her breathing rate and a gently increasing movement of her belly and breasts as they signaled an increased pulse-rate. His hands moved as far as his arms could reach in all directions from her cunt, while his tongue lay buried deep within it.
His eyes were on a level with the top surfaces of her belly, and he played his hands over her breasts, cupped them and massaged them to arouse in the girl a total and maximum sexual urge, while devouring her body both visually and orally. As her excitement began to increase, he moved his tongue back toward her anus, pressing back her thighs to allow full freedom of movement for his face and lips, theft in a wet, warm trail, drug his tongue back toward her vagina. His hands arched around her thighs and were playing across the top of her body as she lay open to his tongue and he moved his hand to her vagina, continued tongue-licking her clitoral areas as he gently fingered her vulva and the upper portions of her young cunt. This movement brought her into a full-bodied arousal, and she began to heave her lower body about, then upped George's head in her hands and moaned, wallowing about in the full throes of an aroused sexual urge.
George brought his hips into a line with her open crotch, and began moving his lips up her body toward her breasts, his tongue massaging her belly and middle body as it went. He enveloped an entire breast in his mouth, his lips pressing against the perimeter of it, and with one hand he brought his rigid pole pressing into her cunt. He placed his hands on the couch alongside her hips, one on each side of her, and eased his member into her body in slow, deliberate pushes. He stopped frequently to drop wads of saliva at the opening, massaging her legs and thighs back to widen the cavity. As it went in further and further, he began an easy, rhythmic hunch of his body back and forth, pushing the member deeper into her with each forward stroke. He gripped her hips with a hand on each side of her body and pulled her onto his cock as though he were inserting his prick in a condom, except that he went a great deal slower in her case, and used considerably more care, than if he were putting on a condom. After a great while he had sunk his shaft full length into her body. His groin brushed hers, and his testicles slapped wetly against her buttocks. He simply held her there for a long while, playing his hands up and down the sides of her body, bringing her into a full arousal, with accompanying emotional signals, before continuing.
As his arms moved up her body, she grabbed them with her hands and pulled, giving her body the leverage to force itself further onto his cock. He entwined his arms in hers and let her pull and push as she would, and with a long, low groan of delight, she began a slow movement back and forth, occasionally hunching her hips upward and thrashing her body about to and fro, in a delicious languor. She opened her eyes and surveyed him, standing partially erect and towering above her, and she unconsciously moved to pull his body down upon hers while she hunched back and forth, in increasingly rapid movements. He remained partially standing, his legs spread far enough apart so that his crotch was in line with her body, and allowed her to control their rate of progress toward a coitus with her own body movements. He leaned over her far enough so he could arch his body and lick and suck on her breasts, and as he did this she became really aroused, grabbing for his arms and pulling her crotch into his in increasingly rapid movements. He made very few body movements of his own, but allowed her to hunch as fast and as slow as she wished, and in this way he assured her enjoyment of the act. Her coitus was long lasting and occurred after only a short while, and he just left his prick in her body and watched, as the frenzy gripped her body. She sucked in her breath, held onto his arms in a tight, feverish grip, and hunched her body into his with rapidly increasing movements, arching her back, her belly swaying upwards in an undulating rhythm. After her movements subsided, he continued a slow, swaying pound of his groin against hers, frequently playing his hands over her body, surveying it coolly as he possessed it with his prick. He looked into the whip-room to see Paula astride Jimmy, head-to-foot, and riding out a bucking, heaving frenzy as she sucked his prick, a hand cupping his nuts and one gripping the base of his cock. It went idly through his mind that she'd like some pictures taken of herself right now, atop the boy's strapped-down body, the red welts livid from his head to his feet. Possibly the, next time. Right now, he gloried in his possession of this luscious body into which he'd buried his cock, and the debauchery in the whip-room, in his full view as he gorged himself on this girl's thirteen-year-old body, served to whip into a further frenzy his already aroused senses.
He was in no rush for an orgasm. The longer the preliminaries lasted, the greater his enjoyment of the ritual, within limits. As he felt his guts begin to boil in the beginnings of an orgasm, he crouched over the girl's body and gripped her buttocks with both hands, forcefully pushing her body onto his shaft, then pulling her back, forcing her down and pulling her back, as he hunched in increasingly rapid strokes.
His orgasm swept through his body in long, delicious surges, and his cum shot into her with rhythmic gushes, erecting his already full member in pulsating throbs. Juanita lay and watched him, fascinated at the display, in a veritable sweat of emotion. As the orgasm played itself out, she reached down and placed her hands around the base of his shaft, gripping it as it moved back and forth into her little cunt, reveling in the slippery feel of the cum and sweat on the moving flesh of the throbbing, stabbing prick. When he finally stopped the movement and retained his member inside her, she began to move her hands over his groin, around the base of the shaft and back onto his testicles. She was young enough that she could have undertaken another intercourse leading to another coitus right then and there.
When he pulled his cock out of her body, she continued fondling it, then sat up on the couch and began in earnest to move her hands exploringly over his parts. He stood with legs apart, then placed a foot on the couch and spread his crotch to her face as his prick gradually softened. It arched down into her face, glistening with cum. Her hands involuntarily snaked between his widespread legs, fondling his testicles, pushing toward his anus, and one hand encircled the member and guided it into her mouth. He cupped her head in his hands while she gently sucked, and licked, tongue swabbing his prick, snaking it in and out her mouth. She began to enjoy it, and experimented to see if she could guzzle his groin while holding its entire length in her mouth. She sucked it down into her throat and her lips pressed against his sweaty, hairy crotch, while her hands fondled his nuts and his thighs. He then had her suck on his testicles a while, and then he asked if she'd like to rest a while and bathe with him.
She did, and together they walked into the bathroom and drew tap-water into an enormous bathtub. She sat between his legs, in front of him, and they washed one another, lathering up and rubbing one another down in a glorious, carefree soap-down. She obviously wanted more, and when they got out of the tub, he carried her wet and dripping to the bed wrapped in a towel, threw her on it and started rubbing her briskly. At this point, as she was once more becoming aroused from his caresses, he looked to see that Paula was emerging from the whip-room. She moved to the bathroom herself, and drawing a tub of steaming water, plunked herself in it and settled in for a long soak. She could see the huge bed from the bathtub, and watched fascinatedly as he played with Juanita.
After George got the girl dry, he suggested she dry him, and he lay down and let her rub him down with the towel. His hand remained mostly on her cunt, and he sensed a continuing arousal on her part, for her pussy remained wet and moist, and as his fingers toyed with her vulva, she sucked in her breath and occasionally hunched her hips in hegeless movement, symbolic of a desire for him to go further. He lay sprawled on the bed and encouraged her to fondle his cock and his testicles and lower body, gazing with new wonder on his crotch, at the masses of hair, the size of his member, and the wiry hairs on his thighs. He lifted a knee and opened his crotch to her enquiring hands, and she went over his body with avid fingers, investigating its parts, pulling the skin on his softened shaft back and forth. He moved to prop a foot on the top of the bed board, opening his thighs wider to her hands and her gaze, and he encouraged her to sit between his outspread legs and play with his prick. She sat contentedly, her hands moving over his lower body, and he guided her fingers gently toward his anus, pulling a thigh back to allow her an unimpeded exploration of his parts. She knelt and pressed her lips over his groin, and he guided her in a tongue-suck, as her lips moved toward his anus. While her lips and tongue moved lower, he arched his hips and opened his crotch to her face, encouraging her to sink her tongue into his asshole. Soon she had her tongue buried in his hairy hole, wallowing it around delightedly. He showed her how to give him the most pleasureful feeling by moving her tongue in and out and around the edges of the anal opening, and then toward his nuts. She edged her mouth toward his testicles without his saying anything more, and soon she had them in her mouth, playing her tongue over them and sucking contentedly on his testicle sac. She moved her hands lazily over his groin, then clasped them both over his prick, as it lay back on his belly half-hard. She looked it over carefully as she lay guzzling his testicles, and played her hands the length of it, watching fascinatedly as it gradually showed signs of an erection.
Her mouth moved wetly the length of his gradually rising prick, and with his careful guidance, she covered its head with her mouth, playing her tongue over the tip of it and gently sucking.
"Did you do that to Billy?"
She raised her head up. "No. I played with his cock a lot, and he let me hold onto it after he'd shot his cum all over me, but I didn't put it in my mouth."
"How do you like it?"
"Fine. Yours is a lot bigger than his, and you have more hair, and your nuts are a lot bigger."
His cock was now partially erect, and he told her to lie alongside him on all-fours. She crawled over his body reluctantly, not wanting to leave off playing with his genitals, and sprawled as he directed her alongside him, on her hands and knees. He lifted himself up on his knees and moved his tongue over her buttocks, looping it wetly into the crack of her little ass, searching with his tongue for her asshole. A hand reached between her legs to caress her cunt, and his other hand massaged her buttocks as he dug his tongue forcefully into her body. She groaned with delight as it sunk home.
He took a hand and spread her thighs, pushing his tongue farther into her body, then with one hand he gently massaged her inner thighs and with the other he masturbated her. While the masturbation progressed toward its climax, he flicked a hand the length of her body, from her pussy to her rosebud breasts, and soon he had her in a frenzy of pre-orgasm delight. He moved his tongue from her asshole toward her pussy as he lay her body over on her side, raising one of her legs and folding it back, his tongue driving into her cunt in a hungry, slurping, sucking motion. He pressed her body back on the bed and his lips and tongue brought her into a sweeping, overpowering consummation, her body flinging itself about under the pressure of his hands. He retained his tongue in her cunt as the heaving and bucking subsided, drinking in her girl juices with an insatiable hunger. Finally she lay still, her breasts heaving. He lifted his head, squatting between her widespread legs.
"How was it, Babe?"
"Oh-h-h, it was great. That was bettern' I've ever done it."
While they both rested, he brought her some pornographic pictures and photographs to look at, and together they remained sprawled on the bed, looking at them. Several of the shots were of him, and these she looked at with special interest. He had the biggest cock she had ever had any experience with, and pictures of it were almost as fascinating to her as actually fondling it, and feeling it inside her. As for George, he was conserving his energy for another round of fun and games with her, and he was going over in his mind the possibilities of anal intercourse with her. He showed her several pictures of himself stabbing it to girls in the ass. She didn't get the significance of his choice of pictures, merely enjoyed looking at them, but after they'd rested a bit he had her once again assume a position on all-fours. First he plied her with a quantity of whiskey, as the other he'd given her had partially worn off, and then massaged her buttocks for a long while, again fingering her pussy, sinking his tongue into her asshole, and in general managing to thoroughly arouse her again. She was young enough that she could probably have had several consummations in a day, and he had little difficulty in bringing her into an emotional state where she wanted more sex play.
Crouched on his knees, hovering over her buttocks, his hands covered her body in slow, languorous movements. He slipped them alongside her hips, then moved them around her body and clasped them over her cunt, a finger massaging her vaginal parts and caressing her pubic areas. He had her buttocks massaged and wet from his tongue-sucking, and he moved his crotch up to snuggle his cock between her legs, rubbing it back and forth as he masturbated her with his fingers. He reached with one hand to spread her legs and open up her anus to his probing member, then placed the head of it at the opening, pushing gently. He grasped her hips firmly and sunk it into her body until its head was encased, then worked her lower body some more, easing his prick into her in slow, gradual stages. His hands all the while were caressing her thighs and pussy, moving up her body to massage her breasts, and occasionally he arched his body to move his lips and mouth over the back of her neck and shoulders, sucking and slurping, sending her into spasms of delight. He hunched his cock back and forth, each forward movement sending it a bit further into her body. While keeping her attention engaged with his masturbatory actions on her vagina, he finally sunk his member full depth into her body. Stabbing it back and forth a few times, he then withdrew and began preparations to sink his cock into her vagina from the rear.
He maneuvered her body into position over his member, and as it shafted home, she groaned in delight. She now was aroused to the point where more sexual outlet was demanded by her body, and she was a rag doll in his hands, submitting to the demands of his erected cock with a lusty will. As his prick entered her vagina, he supported her body with his hands and she reached down to massage his member further into her vagina.
"How's that feel?" he asked her.
For reply, she groaned. "Dig it in deeper, dig it in deeper."
"Wanna do it from the front? Then I can sink it in all the way."
"Let's do. I think I'd like it that way."
He flung himself down flat on his back, and pulled her over onto his body. Then he assisted her as she mounted him, spreading her thighs over his crotch and shafting his cock full depth into her pussy. She began to see the possibilities of uninhibited sex play now, and she wrestled with his body, hunching her crotch to his, playing her hands the length of his body. He simply lay still and let her do as she wished, and as she began to feel the onset of another climax, she lay full length on him and clasped her arms around his chest, gradually increasing the speed of her movements to match her increased emotional agitation. He clasped both hands on her buttocks and gently probed with a finger in her anus, stabbing it deeper as her hips pounded back and forth on his cock. Thus embraced, she enjoyed yet another climax, spinning off into a mindless ecstasy as he lay and watched. He had explained to her that the enjoyment of the ritual was always increased when both parties enjoyed simultaneous ejaculation, and she noticed that he apparently didn't have another climax when she did.
"What's the matter? Don't you like it?" she asked him.
"Sure I do. But I've already shot my wad twice, and it will take me a while before I can do it again."
"Why?"
"It just takes a while for a man to recover from a fuck. It takes more out of a man than it does a woman."
"Why?"
George laughed. "Go get a hot steamin' towel and wash me off, and don't worry about it." She moved to do as she was instructed, soaking a towel in hot water, then bringing it to the bed where he lay relaxing and washed him off with it. He then did the same with her, and they both lay a while longer on the bed, resting. She was tired, and soon had dozed off lightly. He lay a while longer, his crotch at her head, lounging with his upper body propped on an elbow, toying with her delightful little pussy. He spread her legs and lay across one of her thighs, tongue swabbing her lower body. He just couldn't get enough of her body. His hands or his tongue were always on her pussy, either licking and sucking it, or playing with it in masturbatory dalliance. Now he lay with a hand under her trim little behind, another hand on her belly, playing his tongue over the luscious, inviting surfaces of her widespread little cunt. In a half-sleep, she groaned and wallowed her hips about, and he sunk his tongue deeper and deeper, while a finger probed into her anus. He was losing himself in yet another orgiastic exercise when he was interrupted by a hard swat across his butt with a belt. Paula stood over him.
"Can't you get enough of that girl's cunt? Let's eat something. Then you go feed Jimmy."
She swatted him again, and this time he was ready. As the belt swung across his ass, he grabbed it and pulled her to him, then pushed her hard and sent her sprawling. He leaped after her, and they wrestled playfully on the carpet, then she tore loose from his grasp and moved toward the kitchen. She prepared a meal and sent him into the whip-room with a platter for Jimmy.
JIMMY F.
A full recital of the events following George's long engagement with Juanita's body, and her with his, was given me only after long and arduous hours of questioning. Both Juanita and Jimmy were glad enough to provide the full story, but it was with some difficulty that I set their stories down in some kind of pattern, and could describe the various events in a chronological sequence. It appeared that before very long, Juanita herself became involved with Jimmy in the whip-room. But I am getting ahead of my story, in chronological terms. Juanita willingly went into the whip-room, but it mostly was out of concern for the boy, not to engage in any wild orgy, which was the aim of the adults.
Jimmy gave me a full and complete record of his stay in the whip-room, and he looked on the imprisonment as almost a joke, rather than with any bitterness. Since all the activity in the apartment was sexually oriented, and since undeniably he was not averse to such activity as a matter of principle, there were times, he said to me, when it was not too bad for him.
During the days succeeding the prolonged engagement just described, between Juanita and George, they fed the boy well, but Paula used the meals in a reward and punishment situation, rewarding him with meals for various activities which she had him undertake. She insisted he suck and lick her cunt, and since he had no intention of repeating the performance of his first evening in the whip-room, she was obliged to bring him around with persuasive efforts of her own, coupled with assistance from George.
After several days of the boy's imprisonment in the room, George unbolted the door one evening and entered, followed by Paula. They had thrown in several large cushions and mats for his comfort, and the room was strewn with them. He was lying in a corner dozing when they entered. Paula had seen to it that he was well supplied with pornography, in an effort to keep him sexually aroused for her enjoyment. The photographs were strewn everywhere. Paula lounged alongside him and began playing with his prick and his testicles. He loudly objected, leaped up and sprang for the open door, and George bashed his head soundly against a wall.
He then grabbed the boy and slung him back on the floor, and held him securely while Paula went for some whiskey. In a repeat of the wild scene just previous to the boy's imprisonment in the room, George grappled his head back and his mouth open, and Paula poured whiskey and a sedative down him. They worked with him until he was satisfactorily passive in their hands, then Paula plied him with offers of food in exchange for his sucking her cunt. George held him in an iron grip, wrestling him down onto his knees before Paula's widespread legs, and Paula combined mild force with sweet cajolery to inveigle him into lapping her pussy with his tongue. After a great deal of persuasion, combined with carefully applied force, they finally had him giving himself over to her cunt, lapping it with gusto. His senses reeling and his mind befogged with the whiskey and the sedative, he crouched before her as she reclined on a pile of the cushions, and George held him tightly in a wrestling hold.
After the boy had begun warming to the task set before him, George loosened his hold on him and walked back into the bedroom. Juanita lay on the huge bed dozing, her legs widespread, where he had left her just moments before. He crouched alongside her and awakened her by tongue-sucking her pubic area, and when she roused up he offered her more whiskey. He soon had her in a suitable drowsy state, and then he persuaded her to go into the whip-room where Jimmy and Paula were.
"Would you like to try something new? Something you haven't tried yet?" he asked her.
She drowsily nodded her head affirmatively.
"C'mere and I'll show you." He led her, partially supporting her swaying body as she giddily made her way into the whip-room. She saw Jimmy and walked over to him.
George: "Sit here, just behind him." Juanita did, and without prompting from George, began caressing Jimmy's body as the boy knelt before Paula's open crotch.
George: "Take your hands, one on each cheek of his ass, and dip your tongue in there, hard." Juanita hesitantly did as he instructed, and moved her lips into Jimmy's anal area.
George knelt alongside her, giving her quiet instructions which she followed as best she could in her drunken state. George reached over and spread the boy's legs further apart, and instructed her to snake an arm between his legs, fondling his testicles and his cock, as she probed with her tongue into his asshole. Juanita slowly, gradually warmed to the job. George reached for the camera as the scene progressed toward a fevered three-way involvement, and Jimmy grew sexually aroused from Juanita's actions and from his own tongue-sucking activities on Paula's body.
Juanita squatted behind Jimmy's widespread legs and contentedly probed with her tongue into his anal cavity, licking and plunging her tongue in and out. The action brought evident satisfaction to Jimmy, as he commenced a loud, long series of groans and moans. Juanita then began in earnest an exploration of his testicles and his cock with her hand, as her tongue sunk deeper into his asshole, and soon she simply lost herself in a sensuous, ecstatic sex-play with the boy's body. George got photographic shots of the action from all angles, occasionally prompting Juanita to probe her tongue deeper, or to undertake various actions that tended to increase the erotic value of the shots.
Paula lay with her velvety legs widespread, her body arched back in supine ecstasy. Her hands played over Jimmy's head occasionally, as he held her buttocks in his hands and delivered over to his tongue and mouth her cunt and her lower body. His tongue began greedily to push further down her body toward her anus, then return to her pussy, moving over its entire surface in greedy, increasingly excited sucks and plunges. Though his mind willed against it, his body and his emotions reveled in her marvelous body, and as he continued the activity, he gradually became aware of Juanita's hands and lips and tongue moving over his lower body. He was not specifically aware of who was undertaking the activity, or what they were doing, simply that his emotions were being aroused toward a sexual consummation. His reactions were slow, consequent to the whiskey, and finally his mind simply gave his brain the signal to just let go and enjoy it. He gave himself over fully to his tongue-suck of Paula's luscious cent, and gloried in the marvelous sensations which were now emanating from his lower body.
Juanita had now grasped Jimmy's cock firmly in one hand and was jacking him off in easy, rhythmic movements of her hand over his member, and sinking her tongue determinedly deeper and deeper into his anus. Following George's quiet instructions, she soon had the boy aroused to the point that his body was building up to a climax, and his tongue's movements on Paula's cunt increased somewhat in speed and energy. Paula was also approaching a consummation, and she gave herself over to it with relish, let it enthrall her body in a long, satisfying sweep of emotion, as the boy's tongue devoured her cunt in eager gulps. Losing all inhibitions, Juanita had moved her head and shoulders into position between Jimmy's legs to receive his cock in her mouth, and as he swept into his climax, the head of his prick was enveloped by her lips and she took the gushing ejaculate into her mouth as it pulsed steadily from his member.
George's camera recorded the entire scene, and for the climax, he held ready a motion-picture 18mm camera, faithfully recording the sequence of events as the three people swept into the fevered consummation and then lay quietly, recovering in delicious languor from the exhausting routine.
Paula now had her temporary fill of the boy, and they all three left the whip-room, George restraining Jimmy and forcing him to remain. Paula moved to one of the low, satin covered couches strewn about and idly perused her pornography, and George led Juanita to the exercise corner, where they both lounged comfortably on several large cushions and George dallied with her pussy. She remained in a drowsy, half-drunken state wholly amenable to his suggestions and instructions, and he leisurely stroked her body, eliciting the signals of emotional arousal as they lay before the mirrors.
He opened her legs wide to the mirrors and observed his masturbatory activities on her body in them, then dallied a while with her cuntal areas after having her move closer to the mirrors lifting a leg and propping a foot on the mirrored wall. He moved his hands and his lips in a leisurely, exciting exploration of her entire body, finally arousing her to a desire for more sexual gratification. She moaned in a sort of half-expressed grunt as his tongue pushed and probed into her body's openings, and she began to wallow about in an expressive, sensuous thralldom of rising emotions and livid desire.
He straddled her body as he caressed her cuntal areas, and with one hand pushed her body against his genitals. He guided her hands in an exploration of his cock and testicles, and laid his prick between her breasts, his testicles against her neck while he sunk his tongue into her cunt greedily. He encouraged her to sink her tongue into his asshole while he ate her cunt, and this action was continued for several minutes. He straddled her head-to-foot as he supported himself on one knee, a leg thrown over her body, his other foot resting on the carpet. Thus he could move his body up and down over hers, and the position gave him leverage to move various parts of his anatomy to her face. He squatted over her face and fingered her breasts a few moments, then moved his hands to guide her lips toward his asshole. He then moved his body so that her tongue lapped his testicles, and slowly he guided her mouth to an envelopment of the head of his cock.
When he had her sucking the head of it to his satisfaction, he leaned over and sunk his tongue once again into her cunt, and they gave themselves over to a long, delicious exercise in physical therapy. He retained his position over her body, straddling her head-to-foot, and she soon was pulling her head into his crotch, sucking her lips farther and farther over the head of his throbbing member. As she warmed to the job, he lost himself in sweet dalliance at her crotch, and spread her thighs widely to give his face and lips unimpeded access to her young pussy. He reached his probing tongue past her cunt toward her asshole, pushing and sucking toward her opening with greedy thrusts. Her young body became aroused and excited from the powerful massages of his tongue, and in a short while he had her enjoying massive surges of the old ecstasy, for he brought her into her climax in short order.
Her body heaved about wildly, but he controlled its movements easily with a hand on each of her thighs. After her climax, he lay down on his side and rested his head on one of her thighs, then guided her head onto one of his own thighs while she continued her therapeutic exercises on his swollen member.
He played his tongue in long, slow, sensuous laps and sucks around her cunt, as she continued her sucking activities on his prick. She had by now learned the routines he had taught her, and she moved her lips from the head of his cock occasionally, slurping them down the underside of the member to envelop his testicles and lick and suck on them for a while. She embraced his hips and reached her lips and tongue past his nuts in an exploratory push toward his anus again, and when she found it, she sunk her tongue into the opening and wallowed it around, then moved it back to the head of his cock in slow, slurping sucks. As his climax gripped his body, he stiffened, moving his hands up her back toward her head, cradling her head in his hands and literally fucking her face as the ejaculate gushed into her mouth. She continued the sucking and slurping, pulling from his body the surges of cum as they throbbed forth in generous gushes. Then they relaxed, and he retained his tongue deep inside her quivering body, and cock rested inside her mouth, slowly relaxing.
They lay for a long while, and George felt that he had finally got his fill of her luscious little cunt. For that day, anyway. They soon dropped off to sleep together, and the room was once again quiet. For a while there were no sexual orgies of any kind in progress, and all four inhabitants of the apartment lay sleeping, Paula on her couch, Jimmy in the whip-room, and George and Juanita embraced in a head-to-foot pose. He occasionally roused to lap his tongue into her pussy, and she would do likewise with his cock. Thus the night passed.
TERESA B.
This young twelve-year-old girl, a child of an irresponsible, neglectful mother, became involved, along with Angie K., in the disgraceful carrying-on in the basement digs of John and Jerry K. These two young men were evidently quite successful in setting up for themselves a harem type arrangement in Paula's rather sumptuous basement quarters, and they lured several girls into it, some, it appeared, going quite willingly.
Such a one was Theresa, apparently. She came to the place seeking her elder sister Jenny, whose testimony I will directly concern myself with, and in the middle of the night interrupted a workout by the two boys at the weights. The other girls who inhabited the place were in bed, and she simply knocked on the door, hesitantly introduced herself to John, who opened it, and was of course accepted into the room. She had been successful in tracking her sister Jenny to this place, and apparently the older girl had not given her a bad report of it. The two sisters had very little option as to life-style, because of the poverty of their surroundings, so the mansion was not a place which they considered they should 'escape' from. Quite the contrary. Their needs were provided for, and their variegated sex life was evidently to their liking.
At any rate, little Theresa presented herself to the boys, quite out of the blue, this evening, and before she'd been in the apartment very long, suggested she be allowed to remain. The boys were floored.
John looked at Jerry. Jerry's eyes were by now bugged out, and he was getting more excited by the minute. John chuckled as he saw Jerry licking his lips over the prospect of getting his prick inside her.
John: "Sure. We live a pretty relaxed life here. Everybody does as he pleases, and nobody gets in a hurry. You can stay as long as you want. Jenny has had kind of a rough day of it, though, and it might be a good idea to wait until tomorrow to talk to her. She's right in there, asleep."
The girl looked around her with wide-eyed wonder. She wore a tattered dress, too small for her, and no shoes. John wondered if she wore any under garments at all, and guessed she probably didn't. Her breasts were pushing saucily through the thin dress, and her hair swayed in long tresses down her back. John gauged that her body was just moving into puberty, possibly a little past it, and hair would be forming a downy cover over her crotch. His hands moved over her body incessantly as she stood before him. She was dark skinned, like Jenny, and with nearly black hair.
John: "Sit here on the couch while we finish this workout, and I'll get you something to eat. Are you hungry?"
She was, and John went to the main-floor kitchen and fetched her a hamburger and some milk. She sat on the couch and contentedly ate, watching the boys perform with all this goofy paraphernalia, the likes of which she'd never seen before in her life. Jerry finally quit, dropped his gym shorts to the floor displaying a hard prick, and moved toward the shower. John came over to sit alongside Theresa, resting a while before he showered.
"Good hamburger?" he asked her.
She shook her head affirmatively. "Sure was. I didn't eat supper."
"Eat good at your house?"
"No. Sometimes we get enough, sometimes we don't. Mama's got these guys that come in, sometimes they feed us a little something."
"Are you serious about moving in here?"
"Sure."
"Sometimes we go around without any clothes on. Would you mind that?"
"Well, I ... I guess not. If that's the way you want it."
"It is. And I'm the head man around here. Everybody does as I say. Would you like a glass of soda pop?"
She did, of course. John moved to the liquor cabinet, poured her a cola, iced it, and dumped in three jiggers of corn whiskey. He handed it to her. She was thirsty, and drank it fairly fast. He gave her another, stronger yet with whiskey.
"What's that funny taste?" she asked.
"Whiskey. Good for you. Ever drunk any of it before?"
"A little. I don't much like it." She was getting fairly drunk now, and drowsy. John kept a drink in her hand at all times, judging the amount required to render her helpless in his hands. It didn't take much.
Jerry had finished his shower, and returned to the room naked. He sat down alongside Theresa, who was now nodding drowsily, barely able to hold onto her tumbler half-full of the last drink John had given her. It finally sunk into her befuddled senses that the boy sitting alongside her was naked, and was sitting with a hard-on, his legs spread. She sat trying to piece things together, as her gaze moved over his body.
John: "Go get her some of those pictures. Bet she'd like to see some of them."
Jerry moved to bring her a batch of the pornography, and she sat on the sofa browsing through it, her senses beginning to reel. Jerry put his arm around her shoulder, casually undressing her. She wallowed languorously in his arms, and her hands played over his body in a timid, tentative exploration of his parts. He pulled her clothing off without any ado, and she was not able to offer any objection stronger than an inquiring murmur as her dress was pulled over her head, and she lay naked, while John and Jerry gave her body a thorough examination, both manual and visual. Her breasts were just past puberty, and each made a soft, luscious mouthful for Jerry. His hands moved down her belly to a crotch spread open to John's gaze, her pubic area lightly covered with soft, downy young hairs.
John moved to his knees before her, after removing his gym shorts, and gently spread her legs as he caressed her inner thighs and stroked her crotch areas. He bent over to tongue her pussy, and as it was a new experience for her, she sucked in her breath in surprise and momentary panic. Jerry spoke soothingly to her:
"Be still. He won't hurt you. It'll feel good. He's just gonna lick your cunt with his tongue, and you'll see, you'll really like it. Just relax."
Jerry slid a hand under her buttocks and with his other hand pulled her leg back, to allow John's face easy access, and as John tongued her pussy, Jerry enveloped first one breast, then the other, in eager, sucking movements of his mouth and his tongue. John caressed the virgin pussy in long, delicious sucks and plunges of his tongue, pressing back the girl's thighs and devouring her middle body in hot-lipped greed. He soon had her giddy and quivering with anticipatory delight, then he grabbed her ankles and began pulling her down onto the carpet. Jerry slid down onto the carpet with her, and together the two boys wrestled and played with the girl's body, bringing her into successive spasms of delight topped with orgasms, then calmly watching as the consummatory libidinous sensations gripped her young body. They would then set to work building up to another orgasm, and they kept her in a thoroughly agitated, excited, sexually aroused state for hours.
Once Jerry brought her into an orgasm by finger fucking her while he sucked her breasts, then she lay back to rest a moment and Jerry showed her more of the photographs.
"Which do you like the best?" he asked her.
She picked out several, and most of them involved fellatio, with John's or Jerry's cock being sucked by one or another of the girls whom they'd been with.
"Would you like to try this?" Jerry asked her, holding for her visual inspection a photograph of himself and Angie, head-to-foot, his face at her crotch, his tongue stabbing her spread-eagled pussy and his arms embracing her hips avidly. She was sucking his prick, and had her head on his outstretched thigh, a hand wrapped around the base of his cock, another exploring his testicles.
The girl looked at the photograph.
"Is that you?" she asked. He smiled and nodded affirmatively.
"Me and Angie," he said. "You'll meet her tomorrow, she's right in there in bed now. Her and me, we fuck all the time."
The rush of visual and kinetic sensations was more than Theresa could effectively handle, and she became unable to sort things out quickly. She sunk gradually into a state of mind where she could only follow suggestions given her by one or another of the boys, and they led her inquiring mind into an exploration of completely new avenues of approach to sensual experiences. Her virgin pussy wasn't large enough to accommodate John's cock, so they taught her to engage in fellatio, and while she sucked John's prick, Jerry mounted her from the rear.
John spoke to Theresa as he lay flat on his back alongside her:
"Here. Take your hand like this. Wrap it around the base of my cock, then put your mouth over the head of it." She did as he instructed, tentatively placing her lips over the head of his prick. He guided her into increasingly energetic oral exploration of his genitals. She soon lost herself in a tongue swab of his fully-erect cock, placing her lips over the head of it and giving herself over to a whole-hearted cock-sucking orgy. Jerry then moved her lower body into position, raising her up on her knees and pushing her thighs apart to open her anal cavity for the entry of his shaft. He first squatted and for a long, delightful while played his tongue over her buttocks, snaking his tongue into her asshole and pushing it toward her vagina. She began groaning in sensual delight, retaining her mouth's enclosure over John's cock, her hand gripping the member at its base.
Because of her youth, and the newness to her of the sensations which her body was experiencing, Jerry easily brought her into a climax with his fingers on her vagina and his tongue sunk into her anus. He gripped her body tightly, controlling her movements and sweeping her into a glorious consummatory experience. John's cum soon started gushing, and John showed her how to retain her mouth over the head of his cock as the climax spent itself. She drank the gushing ejaculate as he instructed, clasping her lips over the head of his prick and swabbing its tip with her tongue while his bucking, heaving groin subsided from its movements in gradual stages.
John placed his hands on her head and showed her how to keep his cock in her mouth as it softened, and Jerry began massaging her virginal buttocks for the entry of his shaft into her body. Her lower body was now thoroughly wet and slippery from the climax she had experienced and from Jerry's tongue swabbing activities, and he spread the cheeks of her ass to accept his cock, pushing it into her body in easy stages. He retained a hand on her vagina, gently finger fucking her while with the other hand he massaged her ass, pushing apart her thighs the meanwhile. She began groaning as he pushed his cock in her far enough to enclose its head, and he paused a while hunching his body in short, easy strokes while John retained his grip on her head, holding her mouth over his member.
Jerry increased the lubrication of his cock as it slid into her body, by generous wads of spittle as it pushed further and further into her. Inch by inch, he finally had his cock buried in her to his groin, and he clamped a hand on each side of her hips, pulling their bodies together, his cock moving back and forth into her body and out of it. After several vigorous thrusts, he removed his prick and eased it toward her vaginal opening. The warm, moist cunt received his cock in a sensuous embrace, and Jerry's petting and finger fucking of her pussy had prepared the way for the entry of his shaft. His body's hunches into hers drove home his cock in an easy, natural mating act, and when it was shafted full length into her, her responding groans were those of ecstatic enjoyment. Jerry lay back and let his prick throb deep inside her, and her pussy was so tight that the slightest movement of his body brought responses from hers. He now had her thighs spread widely over his crotch, his prick throbbing deep inside her pussy, and he idly fingered her asshole, keeping her body in a continuous ecstasy of sexual arousal while John guided her lips and her tongue in lubricous sucks and swabs of his cock and his testicles.
Jerry soon began approaching a consummation, and his thrusting movements into her body gradually increased in tempo. Theresa sucked in her, breath and closed her eyes in ecstasy as his ejaculation swept her into yet another climax, and as he hunched his hips upward into hers, she moaned in long, drawn out spasms of sensuous enjoyment. She reflexively moved her lips to accept John's half-hard cock in her mouth, going down on him until her lips brushed his groin, while Jerry's member thrust its load into her body, cum washing back down onto his testicles and lower body. Jerry's movements gradually receded in tempo from the rapid piston-strokes accompanying the orgasm, and finally he rested, his cock remaining in place inside her. She pulled her body off his and turned over, her head still on John's groin. She lay still and rested a few moments.
John: "How did you like all that, Theresa?"
She grunted and groaned an affirmative response. Her head was swimming from the whiskey, and her senses were continuing to reel from the overload of emotional stimuli thrust upon her. She thrashed about, her head still on John's groin, and reflexively she grasped his cock and thrust it into her mouth, then began massaging his nuts. He adjusted his weight so that she was comfortable, resting her head on his thigh and raising a knee, opening his crotch to her face.
John, to Jerry, quietly: "Go get Angie. We can teach Theresa to lick our assholes and our nuts while we fuck. I think she'd like that, after she got onto it. We can sorta break her in to suck."
Jerry grinned, grunted, and got up, strode to the door of the room where the girls slept, and slid the bolt open. He walked over to the bed, approached it from Angie's side, and slid his hands under the covers. A knee on the bed, he embraced Angie's body, lifting her up and out of the bed. He stood her on her feet and half-carried her, still mostly asleep, back into the other room. He supported her with an arm around her body, while he went to the liquor cabinet and poured two jiggers of whiskey into a glass of cola and gave it to her. Before she fully awakened, she had half a tumbler of nearly-raw whiskey down her, and Jerry then guided her back to where John and Theresa lay sprawled.
"Here," he told her. "Lay here."
He laid her on her back on the carpet and crouched over her, his cock thrusting, newly awakened, over her crotch. He laid her thighs back, opening them to his prick, and moistened her pussy with spittle, finger fucking her to prepare her body for his cock. He soon had his prick inside her, thrusting back and forth, gliding his member deep into her pussy before she was scarcely awake.
John now instructed Theresa to lay between their widespread legs, her head and face near Jerry's ass.
John squatted near her, softly murmuring instructions while he massaged her pussy, finger fucking her gently.
"Take the cheeks of his ass, one in each hand, and spread them apart. That's it. Sink your tongue in there now. Deeper." He pushed down on Jerry's ass to hold him still for Theresa's tongue.
"Jab your tongue clean into his asshole and wallow it around in there a little. That's it. Now move your tongue toward his nuts."
Hesitantly, the girl did as she was bid. John guided her face and lips, teaching her how to increase Jerry's enjoyment of coitus by jabbing her tongue into his asshole and sucking on his testicles. He insisted that she move her tongue from Jerry's testicles down onto Angie's body, and licking Jerry's prick as it thrust into Angie's pussy. Soon he had her performing to his satisfaction. Jerry continued the fucking motions, stopping frequently while Theresa sunk her tongue deep into his asshole, then explored with her lips toward his testicles. John showed her how to play her hands over the undersides of both bodies while they were engaged in sexual intercourse, and before long, she was unconsciously warming to the job. She remained squatting between their legs, and when Jerry stopped his movements, she thrust her tongue into his asshole, wallowed it around a few moments, then moved to tongue swab his testicles and the undersides of both bodies. John's hands moved constantly over Theresa's body, and he placed her so that she was on all-fours, then he massaged her pussy and her buttocks, finger-fucking her continuously.
A knock on the door was answered by John. It was Harry, and as he strode in, he and John exchanged greetings, and John told him about Jenny's sister. Harry's entry into the room caused a stir amongst the three lying on the carpet, and Theresa looked up from her tongue swabbing of Jerry's asshole and nuts. Jerry had continued fucking Angie. Harry walked over to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a stiff drink, then came over to sprawl comfortably on the carpet, lying against a sofa and watching all the action. He inquired after Jenny, and on being told she was in bed, walked into the bedroom. He removed his clothes and pulled back the covers, started to get into bed with her, then decided to take her into the front room instead. He lifted her up, and effortlessly carried her into the front room, dumped her naked on the carpet, plopped down beside her and set about caressing and fondling her body. He gave her a stiff shot of whiskey, and in several minutes of finger fucking her, had her aroused to the point that he could mount her easily. He spread her on the carpet and climbed on, and John instructed Theresa how to assist them.
He had her leave off tongue swabbing Jerry's asshole, and move to crouch between Harry's legs. He had her guide Harry's massive pole into place in Jenny's cunt, and then he instructed her to perform the same oral operations with Harry and Jenny that she'd done with Jerry and Angie. Her hesitation was apparent, and John patiently murmured soft-spoken instructions to her, assuring her all the while that she would enjoy it and that the more she did it, the more pleasure she would derive from it.
"Jab your tongue into his asshole, just like you did Jerry a minute ago. When you wallow it around like that is when it feels good, and pretty soon you'll get to enjoying it." Hesitantly, Theresa squatted the way John instructed her, and after considerable persuasion, buried her face in Harry's ass, plunging her tongue into his hairy hole. As the man lay still, his prick buried in Jenny's cunt, Theresa took both hands, at John's instructions, and pressed apart the cheeks of his ass as she pushed and probed deeper and deeper with her tongue.
"Now get his nuts, the way you did with Jerry," John instructed her. She trailed her tongue wetly from his anal cavity toward his testicles, and at John's insistence, pushed her lips to enclose his testicles, sucking contentedly on them, massaging them with her tongue while she sucked. John persuaded her to combine her tongue swabbing actions with explorations of her hands over the underside of both bodies as the intercourse took place, and Theresa continued to follow John's instructions, hesitantly at first, then with increasing interest. Her activities, of course, had the expected and natural result of vastly increasing the pleasure of both partners to the intercourse. John applied gentle persuasion, coupled with a forceful hand placed at a strategic point on the back of Theresa's neck, to bring the girl around to a complete and total involvement as a third party in the sexual intercourse of the couple. Eventually Theresa came to even enjoy it, and as she lost her inhibitions she was able to give pleasure to the couple performing the act, while inflaming her own senses.
John had her experiment with the tongue swabbing actions to see how complete an involvement was possible by a third party in the simple act of sexual intercourse. While the couple lay still, Harry's cock buried in Jenny's cunt, Theresa's tongue pressed from his asshole to his testicles, thence to the point of his prick's entry into Jenny's body. In a slow, wet trail, her tongue then moved toward Jenny's asshole, and Theresa pushed and prodded Jenny's thighs further apart to allow freedom of movement for her tongue and face. This activity continued all during the intercourse, and John eventually had Theresa "broke in to suck," and not only to suck but to lick, and massage, and explore with her tongue the underside of coupled bodies engaged in sexual intercourse.
A word here of explanation. Theresa's testimony included the name and presence of the man called Harry, who was an acquaintance of John and Jerry K. He was a large, heavily muscled black man, apparently a frequent visitor at these quarters, and was allowed to share the attentions of the girls who lived there. John was, in fact, afflicted with a generous amount of voyeurism, and evidently enjoyed watching others indulging in various off beat, orgastic enterprises involving deviate sexual engagements, and he encouraged this man's sexual couplings with the girls of his harem.
This black man was responsible for a really violent confrontation which will be described in the testimony of one of the participants, and while he was the source of it, he did not participate in it in any physical manner. But I am getting ahead of my story, and will return to the transcript of Theresa's testimony which I took at length and in the privacy of my study.
As may be surmised by an alert reader, the girl Jenny was indeed Theresa's sister whom I mentioned previously, and she came to be a quasi-permanent resident of the harem, and John's lover. She experienced very few qualms of conscience because of the occurrences here, and her testimony will be included at length in succeeding pages of this history.
Theresa, according to her own word, was thoroughly degraded by the two brothers, and there evidently was no sexual act which she was not made a partner of, or witness to, during her stay in the apartment. In the instance which she is here describing, she related it to me in minutest detail.
During Harry's orgastic climax, Theresa left off the sucking activity and substituted hand exploration of his testicles and inner thighs. She pressed her finger deep into his hole, while with her other hand she massaged his cock where it entered Jenny's body. Following the completion of the act, Harry lay over on his back and relaxed, and John mounted Jenny. He crawled over onto her as soon as Harry moved off her, and he growled instructions to Theresa as he did so. Theresa moved her hand between his legs from the rear, and assisted in the placement of his cock inside Jenny's cunt, then repeated for John the process she had undertaken with Harry.
She had learned her part to perfection, and her lips sunk deep between John's widespread cheeks, her tongue probing for his hole. John gave a start and a sudden, throbbing jab into Jenny when Theresa's tongue found his hole, and he verbally guided the girl into a thrusting, stabbing probe of his underside while the speed of his cock's shafting movements into Jenny gradually increased. Theresa felt she was now performing an act of worship for her new master. She buried her tongue into his hole with a vengeance, then moved it toward his testicles, as he stilled his movements for a moment. She sucked his testicle sac into her mouth and tongue swabbed nuts, sucking and pulling on them a while. She then moved her tongue to lick and probe his cock where it entered Jenny's body, and spreading Jenny's thighs, swabbed her undersides in a greedy, devouring tongue suck. The libidinous pleasure of John and Jenny increased to the point that they groaned with pleasure, and John's movements again speeded up until he approached a climax. Theresa's activities on Jenny's body enabled her to climax again, after enjoying an orgasm with Harry, and together the couple brought the act to a consummation, Theresa joining in with an insistent exploration of their undersides and private parts with her lips and tongue, then with her hands and fingers as the act was completed.
Now every member of the group had enjoyed a sexual consummation, and they all sat and quietly enjoyed drinks and conversation, while John introduced Theresa. She and Jenny exchanged news, Theresa filling Jenny in on the happenings at their old home, such as it was, and Jenny likewise telling her younger sister all that had happened to her since she'd left it. They were all sitting and lounging on the carpet, and John got the camera and began taking unposed shots. He persuaded Theresa to then begin posing in various attitudes with Jerry and with Harry, and he took close ups of her sucking cock, and of them lapping her little cunt.
Harry began to exhibit signs of wanting to move in and share John's position as guru and slave master of the harem, and as the night wore on, John became a little edgy on the subject. He decided he'd just as soon have the girls to himself, for the enjoyment of him and his brother, and when Harry insisted on spending the night with Theresa, John drew the line.
"You ain't spendin' the night here, buddy, 'cause I'm sleepin' with Theresa and Jerry's sleepin' with them other two. They're our girls and you let 'em be. I asked you here to do you a favor, and to get some good shots. And you ain't bigod ABOUT to take over."
"Whatsa matter witchu there, big boy. I ain't done nothin'. All I wanted to do was shack up fer the night. She wants me to stay," and he nodded his head toward Jenny.
"She'll damned well do as I say, and I don't give a good goddamn what she wants you to do. You're goin', and she's stayin'."
The gauntlet was down, suddenly. Harry made a move to leave, and began searching for a way to take Jenny with him. John ordered her to the bedroom in a low deadly growl.
"Now you get out of here, black man. Right quick." Jenny slunk toward the bedroom, and Harry put on his clothes and moved toward the door. Soon he was gone, grumbling to himself.
John and Jerry then took the girls for a swim, and they all splashed around for an hour or so. Jenny and Theresa hung close to John, and Angie and Jerry paired off. After the swim, they moved to the main floor of the house to fix hamburgers and scratch around in the kitchen for leftovers to munch on, then returned to the basement area. Having successfully fended off a competitor for his title of harem stud, John's status with the girls had increased a notch or two. Harry had been asked to the place on his express invitation, but John had not properly thought through the implications of his moving in on them. Their little group was now quite congenial to his needs, and he decided that any further addition to it would consist only of more girls which he and his brother might add. He vowed to spend the rest of the summer just enjoying the attentions of his girls, sharing them with Jerry, of course, and letting the rest of the world go on by.
Jerry and Angie slept in the girls' bedroom that night, and John took Jenny and Theresa to bed with him in his room. His fondness for Jenny had increased as the summer wore on, and he wanted to get to know Theresa a great deal better. He was curious as to the kind of household their mother ran, and whether there were any more girls from the family that he could add to his growing harem. There was one between Jenny's age and Theresa's, and neither girl knew whether she would want to come and share their basement digs. John asked them to contact her by telephone the next day, and they said they would. He then asked them about their life at home, and what sort of home it was. Their mother, Jenny said, brought in all types and sizes of men, and generally allowed them the run of the house, and they customarily did as they pleased with the girls. The family was big, and it developed that their mother was not beneath using the girls as pawns to attract her men.
John, to Theresa: "Who's living with her now?"
"She's got two guys, and one of them was pawing over me all the time before I left. He's a big fellow that always wanted to kiss me, and he pestered me all the time."
"Does your mother let him do as he pleases?"
"Sure she does. She doesn't have much to say about what goes on around there anymore. She lets them take whoever they want to bed with them, and this fellow that was always after me, Hawkins was his name, made me sleep with him lotsa times."
Jenny: "He wasn't there when I left. He must have come just after I left."
Theresa: "Yea, and he slapped Mama around a lot, and was always grabbing me. The night before I left, he made me jack him off all night it seemed like, then he said he was gonna show me some games. He put his tongue to my pussy, and showed me how to suck on his cock. We did that the rest of the night. Then the next day I left."
John was lying facing her as she talked quietly. His hands were all over her body, and his cock throbbed against her pussy while he gently finger-fucked her, arousing her again to ecstatic heights of sensuous enjoyment. As he played with her, she moved to a head-to-foot position, and with a sure touch began to stroke his prick and his testicles. He sunk his tongue deep into her little cunt, pushing back her thighs and pressing his face into her body. He raised up on an elbow and spread-eagled her legs to his lips, moving his tongue toward her little asshole, finding it, then thrusting his tongue deep inside it. He had her buttocks up-ended to his face, gulping her sweet girl juices, moving his tongue back and forth from her slit to her asshole in sensuous delight.
She shivered with the joy of it, and without his telling her anything, moved to grasp his cock with one hand, moving her other toward his hairy hole and sucking the tip of his prick. Jenny had now moved head-to-foot to John also, lying along his backside. As Theresa sucked on the head of his prick, Jenny snaked an arm around his hips, moved to spread the cheeks of his ass and plunged her tongue toward his hole, pushing to ram her tongue deep into it. When she did, John's cock throbbed in Theresa's mouth and erected to a stiffened pole, and Jenny and Theresa both settled down into a long, satisfying tongue swab and prick suck. John raised a leg and placed a foot high on the headboard, opening his crotch widely to their tongues and lips.
John's exploration of Theresa's body was as rewarding as any he had ever undertaken. The girl was a lively, full-blown flower, her body quivering to the touch of his tongue, and eager to open its delights to his lips. He curled an arm around her buttocks and dug a finger into her asshole, at the same time jabbing his tongue deeply into her widespread cunt. A long, drawn out groan issued from her body, and she kept his cock's head firmly encased in her mouth, her lips playing over it softly and her tongue caressing its tip. A hand gripped its base, jacking him off with varying degrees of intensity. Jenny's tongue licked its way from his hairy hole toward his testicles, and she enveloped them in her mouth, sucking and swabbing. She and Theresa then took turns for a while on the head of his cock, each sucking a while, and then her lips moved along the underside of his prick back toward his testicles and she once again took them in her mouth. John's hips began the old hunch, the natural fucking motions of the animal body when engaged in intercourse, and the girls moved their heads with his body, Jenny retaining a tongue in his asshole, Theresa keeping her lips over the head of his cock.
John brought Theresa into a sexual consummation with ease, and he eagerly lapped and sucked her girl juices as they flowed. He retained his tongue jabbed into her soft, yielding cunt while his own climax gripped his body, and as his cum gushed into her throat, he stabbed his tongue deeper into her pussy, moving it around inside her body and nestling his face and lips into her groin. His own orgasm spun the girls into an ecstatic orgy of sucking, swabbing joy, and they took turns covering the head of his cock with their mouths while his ejaculate flowed in rhythmic pulsations from its tip. They then both swabbed him still more with their avid tongues, and they all three lay back a moment and rested. John turned to Jenny, after a few moments: "Give me a few minutes and I'll eat your cunt. Gotta rest a while." He finger fucked her idly, playing his hands over her lower body, for they were still lying head-to-foot. When he turned facing her, then Jenny took his softening prick into her mouth and Theresa stroked his buttocks, preparing to probe into his hole with her tongue. The girls did what they could to arouse his cock to another hard-on.
Theresa: "Could you get it hard again if Jenny sucks on it and I lick your hole?"
"Dunno. We can try, but I'm about give-out. I'm fucked plumb to a frazzle."
The girls were as good as their word, and Jenny pushed his legs apart, adjusting his body so that she could lay her head on one of his thighs, while an up-raised knee opened his crotch to their tongue's. She took his softened prick into her mouth, guzzling it down until her lips swabbed his groin. John sunk an eager tongue deep into her widely spread crotch, pressing with his hands against her inner thighs to open them to his lips. Jenny's body was a source of unending joy and wonder to John. She was of course more mature than Theresa, and her crotch hair covered a pussy that ignited his fires anew each time he saw it. He delighted in caressing the long, supple legs and sinking his tongue into the velvet slit. Jenny had never withheld anything from him, and was always there, ready to help, supporting him as a wife and a partner. She was always calm and unexcited about things, and somewhat enjoyed the harem relationship which John had insisted on establishing between himself and the girls. She was the oldest of the three, and could now be depended on to more or less keep order when John and Jerry were absent for long periods of time. She was the one to whom he would turn if any difficulties arose, and after all was said, she was probably his favorite. Little Theresa was nice, and he enjoyed toying with her inexperienced, twelve-year-old body, but Jenny was in most respects his wife and helpmate.
She did not fully succeed in bringing his cock into a full-blown hard-on, but John had no difficulty in pulling her body into a full-scale climax, with a great deal of bumping and grinding, and they thrashed about on the bed in paroxysms of delight, all three joining in the fun. Theresa rode John's lower body, her tongue buried between his hairy lips, while Jenny sucked and pulled on a partially tumescent prick, licking and swabbing his testicles and inner thighs with glorious abandon. The girls were having so much fun they started giggling, then took turns to see if either of them could bring his cock to a full hard-on. The whole thing turned into a delightful game, and all the while John was bringing Jenny into a climax, and his tongue sucking activities were rewarded, finally, with a wondrous surge of the girl-juices from Jenny's body. She gave it all to him, and he drank it in, probing her cunt avidly with his tongue while her body spent itself in ecstatic joy. As the fires died, Jenny pulled John's head to hers, wanting him to lie on her, his cock between her legs. He did, and they all three were soon asleep, John atop Jenny, Theresa occasionally running her hands over their entwined bodies in half-asleep, reflexive caresses.
JENNY B.
This girl, a seventeen-year-old, came to be John's lover and usually his partner in their various love games, and since she was the eldest of the girls, her testimony with respect to the following events I consider to be the most accurate. All three of the girls were involved, Angie, Theresa and Jenny, but I am telling all their stories of the succeeding few pages through Jenny's eyes alone.
The two young men John and Jerry had occasion to be absent for several days, on a trip into mountainous country several hundred miles from there, to assist their father in building a mountain cabin. They left Jenny more or less in charge, with the admonition that they shouldn't allow any visitors while the boys were gone. Their food needs were provided for, and they were cautioned to keep the doors locked.
The girls spent the first day of the boys' absence lounging in the pool or idly watching TV and resting. Jenny noticed that while they were in the pool they were being watched, but she thought very little about it, since most any group of three girls in a swimming pool are apt to be watched by somebody, somewhere. She got the feeling that there was hostile intent on the part of the watchers, however, and she told Angie and Theresa so. They noticed that somebody was apparently moving about in the shrubs and trees lining the pool, and that while they never showed themselves clearly, they continued to observe the girls carefully, from a distance. The girls finally decided to leave off the swimming, and they went inside, Jenny taking a last, long look around the place as she moved inside. She began to have a feeling of unease.
They slept together in the harem-room that night, and locked the doors. The difficulty was that the door between their bedroom and the rest of the apartment was secured by a heavy bolt outside, but only a lock inside. They nevertheless locked it, after securing the main entrance. They slept a bit uneasily, huddled in a heap in the center of the huge bed, but finally they did sleep, and enjoyed the sound slumber of the very young.
Jenny was the first to be awakened, early in the morning. She sat up in bed horrified, for in the dark there were figures standing quietly, just standing, alongside the bed. As best she could make out there were two, one on each side of the bed, and she stifled a scream, arousing Theresa and Angie. The girls clung to one another in terror, expecting the worst, knowing that no amount of screaming would bring any aid, and that they were totally at the mercy of whatever intruders had made their way in. They sat huddled for long minutes, and since nothing happened, they eventually relaxed somewhat and tried to make out in the darkness who was standing by their bed, and what their intent was. The two figures began talking, quietly, menacingly.
"Say, Russ, this one here on this side looks like she might want to eat some of my cock."
"Yea, and look at this one over here. Wow. She's gonna love it when her tongue jabs up into my hairy ole asshole."
A tiny flashlight materialized in the hands of one of the figures, and it played on the figures of the three girls huddled on the bed. A huge hand pulled the covers off them, and when Jenny grabbed the sheet to retain it, she was slapped soundly on the head. The flashlight played over them, probing, passing to and fro. It emitted a thin, focused pencil of light, playing across their bodies. It was shown directly into the girls' faces, one at a time, then moved slowly down toward their crotches. As it moved downward, they were given terse directions. Softly, grimly, disembodied voices directed their movements.
"Lay flat. On your back. Spread out those legs. Wider." The pencil of light moved over their parts, slowly, and the voices continued.
"Pull that leg back or I'm gonna break yore nice little neck, Sweetie. Now you wouldn't want me to do that, wouldja. There. Pull both yore legs back, lemme see yore little cunt shine. Help her, girls." The flashlight had focused on Theresa's crotch, and she was pulling her legs back as she was directed, while the light played on her little downy haired cunt, then back toward her buttocks. The other girls took her legs and pulled them back as they were ordered to do, and the flashlight played over her asshole and her cunt, moving back and forth, probing its pencil-thin light over her body.
"Think you'd like to eat that, Howard? Wow. Sweet."
The one called Howard reached out a hand and stroked a finger into Theresa's cunt, tentatively probing and pressing his hand over her lower body. The girls began to murmur objections, and a ham-hand swung at them, knocking Jenny nearly senseless. The flashlight played over her body as she lay recovering.
"You other two. Pull her legs back." They didn't move fast enough, and one of the men swung at them as they scrambled to obey. They took Jenny's legs and pulled them back onto her belly, opening her crotch and lower body to the probes of the pencil-light.
"You better learn to do as we say or you'll get hurt. Now all we want is a little fun. You don't need to worry as long as you do as we say. Unnerstan'?" They did, and since it was obvious the men were not joking, the girls began moving when they received those grim, tight-lipped instructions.
Jenny lay flattened, the pencil-light probing her parts. A hand reached out, and a rough finger jabbed into her asshole. It moved toward her cunt.
"This'un here's mine, Russ. Boy, lookit that!" The pencil-light focused on her crotch, and the hand stroked her legs back down on the bed, but spread apart. The crotch-hair was parted as a hand pressed against one upper thigh, opening her cunt to the probe of the light and the push of the rough fingers in her opening. The hand began finger fucking Jenny's cunt, flicking back and forth from her cunt to her asshole, pressing back her upper thighs. Jenny forced herself to lie calmly, her body spread-eagled to the man's gaze and hands. She looked toward him in the blackness and tried to make out something about him, and was only able to determine that he was a big man, naked from the waist up, and probably black. She could make out very little else. The man on the other side of the bed she couldn't see at all, since he was holding the light, and it was shining directly toward her. Well, so far, she told herself in restrained terror, so far they hadn't cut the girls' throats, for which she supposed they ought to be thankful, considering what they appeared to be capable of.
A voice cut grimly through the blackness, the voice of the man standing over her, whose hand was stroking her cunt.
"You there, little girl. The one in the middle. Come over here."
Theresa moved to crawl over Jenny's outstretched body toward him. She crawled to sit tentatively on the bed alongside where he was standing in the darkness, and he growled further orders.
"Undo my britches."
She unfastened the belt to his denims, and fumbled with the zipper of his fly. In the darkness, she groped to do as she was bid, terrified by the rapidly developing sequence of unlikely events.
"Pull 'em down there, Sis. Move faster."
She pulled and tugged, and in the darkness got his denims lowered, then lowered his drawers to the floor. He stepped out of them, and placed a foot on the bed, opening his crotch to Theresa's face, a massive cock slowly erecting. He had left off fingering Jenny's cunt, and the flashlight went off. The two men stood, once on each side of the bed, calmly directing the girls. The one called Howard, apparently the leader, pre-empted the attentions of Jenny and Theresa, and Russ, the other man, occupied himself with Angie.
"Now you two girls just be real nice to me, and maybe you'll be all right," Howard spoke to Jenny and Theresa. "But if you try anything funny, you're gonna get hurt, bad. And don't worry. I like little girls. All of 'em. But you're gonna do as we say, see, or you may not even live to say 'Howdy' agin to them shit-head boyfriends of yores."
Jenny now began to piece it together. Harry. That spat with John. But neither of these men was Harry. They knew the layout of the place, and they knew that the boys were gone. Probably they knew about how long they'd be gone, if they knew all the rest. Harry had evidently put them up to it, and Jenny could see that the girls were in fairly serious trouble. The best they could do was to be certain they obeyed these maniacs, whatever they said do. Jenny would get to a phone, somehow, and call John. Boy, wait till John got hold of these two zombies. He'd break them smack in two. As though the black man was reading her mind, he spat out:
"The phone lines are cut, little white dollies, and you'd better not even try to git aholt of John and Jerry or I'll personally wring yore little white necks, one at a time."
This man, Jenny saw, was a complete idiot. She was determined to do exactly as he and his fellow zombie said, and she waited for the opportunity to counsel the other two girls to do the same.
While Jenny and Theresa were moving to do as Howard directed them, Jenny was aware that on the other side of the bed, Russ was coolly directing Angie in a quiet growl:
"I'm gonna give you fifteen seconds to git my britches off and git my cock in yore mouth, honey, or yore in some kinda trouble. Move."
The man stood above them, one foot on the bed, one on the floor, and Theresa moved to clasp the man's prick at his groin. Jenny quietly told her to do exactly as he said, and Theresa could tell she meant it. She clasped her lips over the head of the man's cock, going down on it as far as she could. Jenny moved in the darkness to bring her face toward his testicles, and she lay on her back, clasped the man's thigh where his leg was propped up on the bed, and pulled her body to where her face rested directly underneath his opened crotch. She groped along his undersides in the darkness with her lips and tongue, finally closed her lips on his testicles and began sucking. The man's cock was approximately the size of a grown mule's, she surmised, and his nuts hung pendulant, in a tightened sac, making her a big mouthful as her lips enclosed them.
"There now," he growled. "You gals might make the grade yit." His hands moved to play over Theresa's body, as she sat with his cock in her mouth, and he fondled her breasts, leaning over to run his hand down toward her crotch. He growled instructions to Jenny.
"Ram yore little white tongue into my asshole, honey, like a good little girl. Move fast, now."
Jenny wrapped an arm around his thigh to support herself, and groped with her tongue toward his asshole. Her lips brushed over masses of wiry hairs, and her tongue pressed toward his opened hole, as she moved her free hand to open the cheeks of his ass for the movement of her face and her lips. In a determined effort, she sunk her tongue into his hole, plunging it up into his body with all her might.
"There now, Sweetie, that's real nice. Oh, that do feel good. Waller it around in there a little, while I commence to cum."
Speaking to Theresa, he said, "Now you put both hands around my big ole tool right here, and sorta jack me off while I cum into your mouth. Suck the head of it a little harder." He placed his hands on Theresa's head, one on each side, clasping her face to his crotch and holding her head rigid while he moved his prick back and forth into her mouth. His body stiffened and quivered as he began to ejaculate, and Theresa sucked as wave after wave of the cum gushed from the head of his prick.
"Keep your mouth over the head of that thing a while, Sis. I'll tell you when you can quit," he said as the ejaculate slowed its flow. He stood a while savoring the after-shocks, forcing the girls to continue their libidinous activity. He instructed Jenny to retain her tongue deeply jabbed into his hairy hole, and made her assist Theresa in fondling his nuts and the base of his cock. Finally he allowed them to quit, and they lay back on the bed, exhausted.
"Go in there and git me a glass of whiskey. And you needn't try the front door; we got it locked and the key's hid. And you move around fast, Sis." He indicated with a wave of his hand he was talking to Jenny, and she moved rapidly to do as he said. He had told her the truth and the door was locked, and she knew she needn't try to look for the key. This basement had no windows, only doors, and she now knew they could just make whatever peace they were able to do with these two crazies, for their chances of escape were practically zero. God, she hoped John would decide to come back sooner than he'd planned. As she groped in the dark for a whiskey glass she tried frantically to think of a way out of this predicament. She got nowhere. Fumbling for a glass, she dropped two of them on the floor, then she realized she was trying to do it in the dark while she could just as easily turn on a light. She reached for a table lamp, turned it on.
"Turn that damned light off," she heard from the other room. "You don't need it."
She couldn't imagine what difference it made, but she turned it off, and got the whiskey glass filled with a mixed drink, took it back to the bedroom. Howard was still standing, still with one foot on the bed and one on the floor, and in the darkness she could tell that he was now straddling Theresa's body as the girl lay on the bed. She groped her way toward him, held the glass of whiskey for him. He took it.
"Mixed? Go git me raw whiskey, damn it." He gave it back to her. She moved disgustedly to do as he commanded, wondering why he didn't say so in the first place. As she moved off, she heard Theresa groan, and was aware of some sort of movement on the bed, but she couldn't make out if the groan was one of fear or of pleasure. She sensed that some sort of climax was building up on the other side of the bed, but couldn't make out much except that the form of the man still bent over Angie's body, whether at her head or her crotch Jenny couldn't tell.
She filled a tumbler a quarter full of raw bourbon and groped her way back toward the bedroom. In the near total blackness she reached out and steadied herself with a hand on the man's body, and she sensed that he was sweaty, and evidently was exerting himself heavily. She managed to give him the glass of whiskey, and he moved a hand from Theresa's body to take the glass, gulp it down without any ado. Jenny moved to set the glass on a dressing table, then moved back, at his command, toward Theresa and the black man. She started to sit on the side of the bed, and her hands groped over the bodies of the man and Theresa. As her hands moved exploratively down the man's belly, she was able to make out by feel that he was standing with one foot still on the carpet, his knee on the bed, and with Theresa's body supine on the bed, spread-eagled before him on her back, he was inserting his prick into her asshole. He had folded back her legs and was pressing them further apart, hunching into her by degrees. He growled directions to Jenny.
"Stoop over there and slobber my prick, white bitch. Open that gal's legs wider so's I can fuck her easier in her little asshole."
Jenny lowered her head to the point of contact of their bodies and dropped wads of spittle on the man's member where it was entering Theresa's ravaged body. He was holding her ankles and spread-eagling her legs, and Jenny lubricated his prick as best she could in the dark. It didn't satisfy him.
"Git down there and lick it good, damn it, or I'll knock hell outta ya. Better learn to do as I tell ya."
She moved quickly, feeling her way to crouch behind him, reaching to spread the cheeks of his ass and push her face toward his hairy hole. He was slightly bent over, and was sweating, and now she was able to ram her tongue into his hole, wallowing it around and drawing it back and forth.
"That's it, Sis. Keep me happy. Now gimme a tongue bath on my nuts a while." She moved her lips toward his testicles, and swabbed his entire undersides avidly, hoping to avoid another slap from him, or worse. His cock was moving slowly, back and forth, into Theresa's body. Each forward hunch buried it a little deeper, and finally he was full into her body with his cock.
"I think I might need a little more lubrication, Sis," he growled. "Suck on it a while before I ram it into the little girl's cunt." Jenny reached for the man in the dark, and kneeling on the carpet before him, stroked his cock several times and moved her mouth toward it. He reached for her head, found it, and rammed his prick into her mouth, hunching several times, then withdrawing.
"Now lick it all over good for me, Sis." She did as best she could in the dark, following his growled instructions.
"Now you git down there and swab that little girl's cunt good for me, Sis." Jenny moved toward Theresa's outstretched body, and still on her knees, sunk her mouth into the girl's cunt, swabbing her good, licking and sucking her cunt thoroughly.
"Now guide my big ole prick into her little slit for me, Sis," he told her. Jenny raised her head from Theresa's body, reached for the man's cock and guided it in the dark toward Theresa's widespread cunt. Howard hunched his body forward, pushing his prick into her body. Jenny dropped wads of spittle on it at its point of entry, then with her hand lubricated Howard's cock as it entered. He quietly ordered her to lick his cock as it entered the girl's body, and Jenny leaned down, pressed her tongue onto it and moved her tongue wetly from his prick onto Theresa's body, wetting the entire area and providing all the lubrication she was able.
"Say, you're pretty good at that. I might give you a steady job if you be nice. How'd you like to cum with me and eat my dick and lick my asshole all the time, Sis?"
"You go straight to hell you black sonofabitch. I'm doin' like you say, but I ain't likin' it a bit."
"Now you be nice, little white bitch, or I'll break you right in two. While I'm at it I might bust yore little whitey bastard all up too."
"You'd never make it unless you bushwhacked him, sonofabitch. He could take on two of you."
"You're wrong there, Sis, but it don't matter. I like to see a girl with lotsa spirit. You're all right, but you just by God do like I say or you might git all stove-up. Now you quit jawin' and git your face down there where it'll do some good."
Jenny moved to do as he said, moving her head to Theresa's groin, and licking and swabbing her cunt and his cock at its point of entry into Theresa's body. He took her head and roughly pushed her face down onto his prick, partially withdrawing so that she could swab it good before he reinserted it. He forced her to enclose his member with her lips and lick and suck it after every few strokes. He would pull it from Theresa's body and force Jenny to suck on it a while, his prick going from Theresa's cunt to Jenny's mouth in a sort of rhythm.
"There now, Sis. You're pickin' it up pretty good. Now as I pull it out of the little girl, you just continue to suck on it, then help me stick it back in. That's good. Wow. Say, I think we're gettin' somewhere here, after alia this work."
"Say, Sis, I like that. Yessir, that's really nice. You're the nicest little girl I ever fucked in the face, I think. Now you keep jabbin' that little finger of yours inta my asshole while you suck me off. Say, that feels good, babe, I think I'm about ready to cum inta yore mouth here in a minute."
Jenny's one hand stroked the man's anus, then she pushed two fingers into his asshole, while with her other hand she gripped the base of his prick, jacking him off as she sucked on the head of it. He was soon ejaculating into her mouth, great huge wads of cum throbbing into her mouth and down her throat.
"Don't you take yore mouth off it, white bitch, or I'll bust you a good one."
Jenny kept the head of his prick covered with her mouth, as she lay across Theresa's body, taking the thrusts of the man's back-and-forth movements with her mouth and her hands. When he finally stilled his movements, she didn't dare move her head from his prick, and he put his hands on her head, pressing her lips toward his groin as his huge cock began softening. Moaning heavily, he hunched his groin into her face and pushed her head further onto his cock, while she sucked the last gushes of ejaculate from the tip of it.
Finally he stood up, moved his leg from the bed where he had rested it during the orgy, and gave Jenny a rough shove backward. She fell back on the carpet in a sprawl, and was so exhausted she just lay there, trying to recover her wits. Howard moved toward the front room and the liquor cabinet, swearing and cursing as he knocked over furniture, upended tables and ripped lamps from their wall plugs. Jenny heard the slosh of the whiskey in a glass, so she supposed he'd found the liquor cabinet and was helping himself. He moved back into the room, bellowing to his partner.
Russ, as that apparently was his name, lifted his head and Howard held the glass for him as he finished it off, gulping it down greedily. He licked his lips and returned to Angie's cunt, saying nothing. Howard returned to the liquor cabinet and refilled the tumbler half full. He came back into the room, staggering a bit now, his eyes beginning to lose their focus. He weaved over to Jenny, where she crouched alongside the bed, resting, her head lying on her crossed arms on the side of the bed.
"I think we oughta have some more fun, Sis. C'mere," he growled. She got up and followed him to the other side of the bed. He shoved her onto the bed, just behind Russ, and at his directions she began swabbing Russ's buttocks and anus with her tongue. She sat on the edge of the bed, at Angie's head, and while Angie continued to suck on Russ's testicles, Jenny licked his hole with her tongue. At Howard's direction, Russ moved to ram his cock down Angie's throat, lifting his buttocks to Jenny's face. Howard then shoved her head into the crack of Russ's ass, and Jenny was forced to probe and explore his asshole and his behind with her tongue. When she raised up her head for air once, Howard swatted her hard across the forehead. She returned to the task, a bit shaken, taking the cheeks of Russ's ass in her hands and pulling them apart, spreading them to accept her lips and tongue hard against his hairy hole.
"Get chur tongue in there again, Sis, and see how deep in his hole you can bury it." He didn't release his hand from the back of her head, but held her in a fiercely tight grip, causing a great deal of pain if she moved too slowly to suit him. Angie and Russ were now approaching a climax, and it was evident from their increasingly rapid movements that they were both moving into a consummation together. Russ's cock began a rapid shafting motion into Angie's mouth, and she began moving her hips rapidly up and down, as Russ sank his tongue into her cunt and sucked and slurped. Howard pulled Jenny's head from Russ's hole again and pressed her mouth over his own prick, and held it there as Angie and Russ experienced climaxes simultaneously. Frightened as Angie was, Jenny surmised, the man's tongue swabbing activities on her crotch and cunt brought her into a consummation whether she willed it or not.
The men thoroughly terrorized the girls. Moving about the apartment in a drunken rage, they gave the girls no respite from their demands. The girls were forced to undertake all manner of activity for the libidinous exercise of the black men, and the activity lasted until dawn. They finally allowed the girls to sleep, but they were tied securely, Angie to Russ and Jenny and Theresa to Howard.
Next day, the men prowled about the apartment like jungle cats, slapping the girls about if they failed to act fast enough to the commands bellowed at them, drinking John's bourbon in thirsty, generous gulps, as though it were well water. Their sexual activity appeared to spring from a bottomless lust for the bodies of these white girls. They gave them no respite, and were continuously brutalizing their bodies in one way or another, forcing the girls to undertake an endless series of sexually oriented acts which catered to their base, twisted notions of pleasure. The girls were allowed to fix themselves a meal after they awakened the next day from the night's carousal, and they were obliged to serve the two men. After which the drinking began anew, accompanied by an endless series of demands on the girls.
Angie and the one called Russ more or less paired off during the wild proceedings. Russ was the younger one, and he and Angie continuously petted one another and played together. They spent most of the day sprawled on the carpet before the mirrored wall, Russ viewing the girl's body from every angle in the mirror, licking and sucking her widespread cunt and her thighs, both of them frolicking like kittens. He had her bring him all the whiskey he wanted, then forced her to share it with him, and together they tumbled and played in a drunken, carefree orgy. Once she brought him a glass of whiskey with a chaser in a separate glass, and he scorned the chaser.
"Don't need no chaser, Baby-doll, 'cept yore little sweet pussy. Lay down there and spread it for me." She sat before him and spread her legs, and he took a swallow of whiskey, then sunk his tongue into her cunt, wallowing it around contentedly, sucking and swabbing. Then he took another drink, and did the same. He then held the glass to her mouth. She took a sip, and he moved to straddle her, his cock swaying before her mouth. She obediently took it in her hands and sucked on it a few moments. He then gave her another sip of the whiskey, and again she was obliged to chase it with a long, gorging suck on his prick. Several times the actions were repeated in this fashion, and when she was drunk to his satisfaction, they turned to other libidinous activity which appealed to his sordid sense of pleasure. Throughout the entire day, he performed sexual acts on her body, resting periodically and resuming the activities at intervals. His cock maintained a more or less continuous erection, and he was able to climax at intervals of approximately an hour or so. It seemed to Angie that it would never end, and as the day wore on, Jenny noticed that whenever the man moved away from her, Angie would follow of her own will, and if he moved to sprawl in one of the easy-chairs or on the sofa, she would move to sit beside him, a hand on his cock or likely as not her mouth resting over the head of it.
Howard moved about the apartment in reckless disdain of its furnishings, giving tight lipped orders to Jenny and Theresa, occasionally pausing to chuckle at the activities of Angie and Russ, as they sat sprawled on the carpet before the mirrors. After the breakfast which the girls had served him and Russ, he began the drinking which apparently characterized his way of life, and as he drank, he forced Jenny and Theresa to drink also. He chuckled as Russ and Angie chased their drinks with tongue-sucks of one another's bodies, and invented for his amusement some interesting variations on the same theme.
Jenny and Theresa were forced to stay within his reach, and frequently they suffered blows from his fist alongside their heads, or swats to the stomach or ribs which sent them reeling. His temper was fierce to behold, and the girls learned to cater to him and to follow his orders with haste and speed rather than suffer the fearful blows which he rained on them if they were lax in their obedience. The coarse games he played were endless. After he had instructed the girls to bring him several drinks, and had forced them to share them with him, he whacked Jenny alongside the head smartly and kicked Theresa in the groin, apparently just for the hell of it, as he threw himself into one of the huge easy chairs set about.
"C'mere, you two," he growled, as they picked themselves up off the carpet and crawled toward the chair. "I'm gonna give one of you two a little reward for extra effort, if you be real nice." He hiked both legs high, propped a leg on each arm of the chair, exposing to their view his lower body and underside. He slid down into the chair further, moving to his lips a whiskey glass from which he sipped continuously.
"Both of you squat right there," he said, indicating that they should kneel in front of the chair. "The one that gits her tongue farthest up my hole gits to suck my cock some more. Now MOVE, both of ya!"
Both girls moved to do as they were bid. He instructed Theresa to go first, and he shoved the whiskey glass into Jenny's face, forcing her to swallow a great deal of the bourbon as she crouched alongside the younger girl. Theresa moved her face gingerly to the man's crotch, and at his instructions, moved her tongue wetly from his testicles downward, sinking it into his hole. He took her head in his hands and pushed her face into his body. He then pulled her head off and indicated that Jenny should follow suit. Jenny squatted on her knees, placed her hands on the man's upraised inner thighs and sunk her lips to his hole. As her tongue sunk into it, he groaned and stretched a bit, savoring the excitation.
"Ah-h-h that's nice, honey. I think you're gonna win this contest. Now let little Theresa try again."
Jenny pulled back and Theresa lapped her tongue over his body again, snaking it around his hole, then plunging it deep into the opening. He instructed her to lap her tongue and lips up toward his nuts, and enclose them with her lips a while.
"Oh, that's nice now. I think you might win this contest, Doll, you're doin' such a good job. Jenny, you try again now."
The girls took turns sucking and swabbing the man's asshole and his testicles. Finally he tired of the game and stood up.
"Go git me another glass of whiskey, Jenny, and I'll tell ya who won."
Before she could move, he swatted her a good one, and she laid her length out on the carpet, scrambling to do as he said. She moved shakily to the liquor cabinet and poured a drink for him, returned to him with it.
"Down on yore knees, there, gal. You too, little one. I think you both done such a fine job I'm gonna give you both a reward. You both git to suck my cock some more." He propped a foot up on the chair. "Jenny, you take it first. Theresa, you git around here and eat my nuts while she sucks my prick."
"Say, that's just beautiful," he told them. "You girls make a great team. Now I think you can swap off for a while, 'cause I think little Theresa there wants some of this big ole black prick too. C'mon around, Honey, this big ole hard-on's waitin' for ya."
He brutalized and degraded them, growling obscenities at them as they moved about following his orders. He seemed to take an especial delight in abusing Jenny, but Theresa got her share of the treatment too.
"Now you gals just hold still a minute, 'cause I think I might cum here purty soon. Feels like I could, just about any minute now." Theresa was sucking his cock and Jenny was tongue swabbing his hole and his nuts, and he gave quiet orders as she approached his climax.
"You wrap both hands around my prick there, Theresa, and start jackin' me off while I cum inta your mouth. That's it. Faster now, Dollie, faster." Jenny pushed her tongue deep into his hole and tongue swabbed it, and massaged his testicles with her hand as he ejaculated into Theresa's mouth. Theresa clasped his cock with both hands, jacking him off as the ejaculate surged in gushes into her mouth. He retained a firm grip on Theresa's head, holding it steady while she sucked and moved her clasped hands back and forth as the last surges flowed from the tip of it. As his cock softened, he pushed it farther and farther into her mouth, wallowing it around, forcing her to go down on his limp prick until her lips brushed the black hairs of his crotch. There seemed no end to his sadistic game playing. He began moving his limp prick slowly back and forth, into Theresa's mouth. Its slippery length snaked in and out, as he spoke quietly to them both.
"Both of you massage my nuts. Jenny, you stick yore tongue up in there harder. Harder." Jenny took a hand and spread apart the cheeks of his ass to allow the insertion of her tongue deeper and deeper into the hairy hole, and both girls reached for his nuts, taking turns massaging them. He stood for long minutes, his crotch open to their tongues, giving them orders and having them followed to the letter and with energy. He had Jenny go after more whiskey, and then had Theresa remove her mouth from his cock for the first time in what seemed to her like three hours.
"Here. Take a drink of this. It'll fortify you. Purty soon here I'm gonna let you take my cock in yore sweet little pussy, Dollie. Now won't that be sweet? You ever fucked a black man before?"
Squatted before him on the floor, she looked up at him and nodded her head negatively. Jenny had returned to sit alongside where he was standing, lounging against the large chair he'd propped his foot on.
"You girls ain't doin' your jobs. You keep fuckin' aroun' with my nuts and my big ole hairy hole, Jenny, and you keep tongue swabbin' me good. You do that or I'll just knock yore damned brains out, Sweetie, and that's a fact." Jenny moved to squat again just below and slightly behind him as he stood with a leg spread, one foot on the easy chair. She began dutifully massaging his nuts and swabbing her tongue into his asshole. He grunted his pleasure, groaning and hunching his hips forward in libidinous sensuality, while draining the whiskey glass and tossing it on the carpet.
"Theresa. Git up there on that chair, little Dollie. Quick."
Theresa flung herself on the chair.
"Spread yore legs now, that's a good girl." Theresa opened her crotch to his gaze. He stooped to crouch on his knees before the chair, push her legs wide apart, and bury his lips in her cunt. He snaked his arms around her hips, under her thighs and back onto her belly, settling in for a long, delicious and satisfying cunt-suck. He spoke roughly to Jenny:
"While I'm bent over here takin' care of this important business, Jenny, you keep yore head where it belongs, right under my nuts." He squatted with one knee on the floor, a leg outspread over her head, and she lay under him, doing as he instructed. She curled her arms around his thigh and his hips, and tongue swabbed his testicles and underside as he amused himself with Theresa's body.
He moved his hands down her back toward her ass, lifted her hips up to his face and folded her legs back, moving his tongue from her slit toward her anus. Wetly, in strong, surging thrusts, his tongue pushed along the crack of her ass. He held the cheeks of her ass, one in each hand, and sunk his tongue deep into her anus, probing back and forth, thrusting in strong, powerful strokes. She sucked her breath in and moaned, tossing about in the chair and grabbing for his head, holding onto it with a tight grip. His tongue moved back to her widespread pussy, and he buried his ace there, lapping it all up, losing himself in a long, drawn out cunt suck. She looked down at him, and their eyes met.
"You about ready to shoot off, Dollie?" he asked quietly.
She nodded affirmatively, grinning. He sunk his tongue back into her cunt, and she groaned deeply, her body moving about from side to side, and retained her hands grip on his head. As she approached her climax, he lifted his head a moment to spit an order to Jenny, who was still lying under him, her head straddled by his body, sucking on his nuts.
"Suck my cock, Sis, an' jack me off too. I'm gonna see if I can cum with my sweetheart, here."
Jenny scrambled to move her body into position to accept his prick into her mouth, and she pressed her lips over the head of it, as she gripped the member at its base and started rhythmic jack-off motions with one hand. Her other hand was stroking his anus, and she pushed a finger into his hole, pulling it in and out as she sucked.
Little Theresa gave herself over to a consummation, and she wallowed about in the chair, in the grip of a mindless ecstasy as the man stabbed her pussy deeper and deeper with his thrusting tongue. He pressed his lips hard against her crotch, drinking in the juices as they flowed, and she gave it all to him, tossing about in a frenzy, her legs wrapped around his head. As her climax subsided and her emotions calmed, he retained his face in her cunt, pressing a tongue deep into her body and wallowing it around, sucking the vulva and her little clitoris. He pressed back on her thighs and moved his tongue again toward her anus as he approached his own climax. While Jenny rode his cock with her mouth, he began back and forth movements of his hips while he continued to stab his tongue into Theresa's body openings, swabbing from her asshole to her cunt in long, slobbering thrusts.
He spasmodically groaned as he sucked and licked her, much as a dog would worry a bone. Just as he began the flow of ejaculate, he raised his body up, moved his prick from Jenny's mouth and pressed it into Theresa's widespread, quivering pussy. He pressed her body to him, stabbing his cock full depth into her while it throbbed, ejaculate gushing onto her opened crotch as he brought his member up to press it into her, then pulsing into her in waves as he pushed it deeper and deeper into her body. The sensations swept over Theresa and engulfed her, as she felt the huge cock probing into the depths of her body.
For long moments, the man's body lay across Theresa, the cock throbbing the cum into her body. He wallowed it about, pressing it full depth, and they both groaned and sighed as his climax spent itself. Theresa reflexively embraced him as he lay across her, pulling her crotch into his, savoring the sensations which, although not new to her, were nonetheless quantitatively new. Such a surge of animal force she had not experienced before, and the quantity of the emotions and the sensual excitation combined to swamp her body and her senses, to drown them in a veritable sea of sensual stimuli, leaving her wrung out and limp. He remained lying across her while they both recovered from the frolic, then he roused sufficiently to begin more spasmodic hunches of his hips into hers, while he caressed her body. Finally he got his fill, and stood up, pulling his member from her body. He stood a moment, looking down at her, and at Jenny sprawled on the carpet, resting against the chair.
He grinned at Theresa, lying with half-closed eyes, her crotch open to his gaze, smeared and wet with cum and sweat and emissions: "How you like fuckin' big niggers, Doll-baby?"
In answer, she rolled her head about and sighed, a half-smile on her face.
"Jenny, I'm gonna fuck you next. You done such a good job of swabbin' my nuts and suckin' my ole hairy asshole that I'm gonna give you a big reward. My prick in your cunt. Gonna rest a while first though, then you and me, we'll just make us some real sweet music."
Jenny said nothing, merely shrugged her shoulders and with her eyes asked him why the hell he didn't quietly drop dead, without any fuss. The angry look amused the man, and he threw his head back and laughed, loudly.
"Jenny Doll, I just don't know what you got agin me. I been sweet to ya, let cha eat my dick and suck my balls and all, I just can't unnerstan' why you ain't all hot to go agin. To sorta stay in practice, how about you swabbin' my prick clean of all this cum and stuff?"
She looked at him with distaste. He turned suddenly grim, reached down and swung at her. She dodged, then realized the futility of it, and began moving toward his feet, glaring up at him. He stood over her with his feet spread, grinning at her discomfort. His cock arched down into her face, half-hard, glistening with cum and emissions. She moved to her knees, braced her body by embracing his hips, and began to tongue swab his parts. He rested his hands on the back of her head, and she knew he was ready to send her sprawling again if she moved too slowly, or didn't act to suit his deranged fancy. Her tongue moved over his groin, pushing aside the wiry black hairs to tongue swab his sweaty skin, then he wrenched her head to place her lips over the tip of his cock, and she took it all in her mouth, sucking and swabbing. She licked it clean, then he growled her an order to move her lips toward his nuts, and she did. He let her stop the activity after she had gone over his entire lower body, tongue swabbing and licking him to his satisfaction.
"Now move over there and git me a glass of whiskey, white bitch, while I relax a little."
He moved toward a couch and flung herself on it. She brought him the whiskey, and he spat a command at her.
"Sit here on the floor. Right here. Where you can reach out and keep yore damned hands on my prick." She squatted on the floor, leaning up against the couch, and he swung a leg over her body, straddling her as he lay on his back, one leg on the couch, the other swung out over the carpet, his crotch opened to her hands. She moved to do as he instructed, wrapping a hand around the base of his prick and cradling his testicles with the other.
"That's it, Dollie. Say, you got that routine down real good. Now you just stay near me, and keep your hands right down there where they belong. You just keep fuckin' aroun' with my prick and my nuts, see, or I might hafta knock hell outta you."
He lay on the sofa relaxing, idly watching Russ and Angie, who were lying on the carpet in the middle of the room. Angie was lying on her back, and Russ had propped her butt on several cushions, as he spread apart her legs. When her ass was settled on the cushions to his satisfaction, he bent over and cunt-sucked her for a long while, then moved his prick into position and eased it into her pussy. He fucked her for a while, then withdrew and bent over again to suck her more. His hands cradled her ass, lifting her legs high and opening her lower body to his lips. His tongue thrust from her pussy back toward her anus, and he upended her, spreading wide her legs, opening her asshole to his gaze and to his hungry lips. When he had her cunt and her asshole thoroughly lubricated, he moved his prick into position and shafted it deep into her anus, thrusting it forward until her body brushed his groin. He hunched into her for several minutes, then withdrew and positioned her body to accept his prick into her cunt again. Angie, meanwhile, showed signs of liking it, and Howard surmised she was getting somewhat fond of Russ, the way she sighed and groaned and carried on. Damned white cunts, he thought to himself, all they need's a big black cock in 'em, and they're happy. He wondered half aloud how many times Russ had climaxed.
"How many times you git your nuts off with her, Russ?" he asked.
"How the hell would I know. Haven't counted. This little birdie's mighty sweet though, I tell you that."
Russ continued his cock's movements into her body, gradually increasing them in tempo. After several minutes of this, he leaned over her and sucked her breasts for a few moments, swabbing them thoroughly, as he supported himself with a hand on the floor on each side of her. He paused after several minutes.
"Say, we ain't done us a sixty-nine yit, have we Doll?"
She looked at him quizzically. They had done just about everything else, and it went through her young mind that if there was anything they hadn't done, she sure didn't know what it could be. He laughed at her puzzled look, and with a few casual movements of his body and hers, he had her head to his prick and his own head to her cunt. He leaned up on his elbow to instruct her how to place her head on his outstretched thigh, then he lifted his other knee and opened his crotch to her tongue. He took her arm and guided her hand to wrap it around the base of his" prick, then placed her other hand on his testicles.
"Now suck, slow and easy, over the head of it. You don't have to put your lips clean down over my cock, you can just sorta lick the tip of it and suck, and cover the head of it with your mouth." She did as he instructed, and with the hand on the base of his prick she began slowly jacking him off as she sucked.
"There, that's it. Slow and easy. I think you musta done this before, Doll-baby, or maybe it just comes natural to you white girls, suckin' nigger dicks."
She said nothing in reply, but Jenny heard it, and she became furious. Again. There was very little she could do or say, however, and she figured the three girls were in enough trouble without asking for more. She said nothing, only glared at Russ and moved her lips to softly form the words "dirty sonofabitchin nigger bastard."
Russ and Angie lost themselves in the interesting exercise on the floor, and he soon had his tongue buried in her downy little pussy. He went at it whole-heartedly, grasping her hips in an embrace so tight, plunging his tongue into her cunt so strong and deep, that she sucked in her breath momentarily. He ate her cunt in strong, lunging tongue-laps, his tongue pushing into her crevice and curling around it, lolling about its pink-lipped fringes, losing himself in a long, slow, delicious cunt-lap. He curled an arm around her hips and stroked a finger into her anus, ramming his huge, roughened middle finger deep into her body. She hunched her hips forward in a reaction to this activity, and opened her crotch even wider to his thrusting tongue. Her hips began wild back and forth gyrations, and her emotions gathered for another climax, which must have been about her twentieth, she thought to herself, in the past eight hours. Her youth and her good physical condition combined to give her body a tremendous vitality, and she met his surges of animal force head on, taking as much as he gave, returning thrust for thrust his body's pounding of hers. They were an evenly matched pair, and in spite of the girl's deep antipathy to all the brutality and the rough, mindless carnage, the man aroused in her a lust and an insatiable sexual desire that no one else ever had. In short, she loved it.
The thrust of his corn cob prick into her body began to satisfy her so that terror was replaced with lustful pleasure, and in her mind there came to be a gradual transition in her conception of this man. She began thinking of him in terms of her lover, rather than an animalistic rapist and assaulter, which is in reality all Russ and Howard were. When he played his hands over her body in possessive manipulations of his fingers and his hands, she responded likewise with caresses over his body, and with the passage of the hours she warmed to it more and more. Soon she was originating the play, so that before the day was out, she was fondling his body parts continuously as he rested between orgies. Physically they were a matched pair, and they came to be one emotionally also.
Russ's strong willed animal possession of her body brought forth in her a contrapuntal emotional reaction, and tightly embracing one another head to foot, rolling about on the floor, sucking and swabbing, they brought the orgy to a wild and emotional consummation. Their emotions keyed to one another's vibrations, they climaxed in tandem, his bringing hers immediately afterwards, and they tossed and rolled about on the floor, lost to all else, for long minutes. Howard watched, chuckling occasionally. He thought darkly to himself that it looked as though his buddy Russ had himself a little sweet-ass, and he determined that he'd get his own cock into her face a time or two before this little romp was done. The two of them slowed their actions gradually, finally lying clasped in one another's embrace, then relaxing and lying still, loosening their mutual holds on the other's body. It appeared to Howard that Russ was finally played out, and he gave some thought to their leaving.
"Russ." No answer.
"Russ!" Russ mumbled something, turned toward Howard sleepily, as he lay on the floor, his arm still encircling Angie's hips.
Russ: "They ain't all that much rush. We c'n leave tonight some time. If they ketch us here, we'll just hafta kill the bastards, thasall."
None of the girls said anything. The men were obviously raggin' the girls a bit, but nonetheless Jenny determined to look for a chance to do these two in if she found a way and was given a chance. She exchanged glances with Theresa, and looked significantly at Angie. Angie was still lying in the tight embrace of the younger man, paying very little attention to anything, obviously enjoying the physical assaults on her body that Russ was carrying out. Jenny was disgusted. Not much chance of getting cooperation out of her, she mused, if things came to a head. Angie would probably grab Russ and run, Jenny snorted silently to herself. Damn fool girl. And that black bastard would kill her in a minute, Jenny thought to herself. She calmly looked him over. No, she guessed he wouldn't at that. Come to think of it, she admitted to herself, they seemed to be a rather compatible couple, all things considered. He was a strong fellow, and rough, but he sure wasn't abusing Angie, and Jenny noticed that Angie couldn't keep her hands off his prick and his nuts. When they weren't fuckin', she was usually jacking him off, and he was constantly masturbating her little cunt with one of his ham hands. That is, he didn't have his tongue in her cunt, or his prick.
After a long rest, Howard began to move about again, roaming about the room like a caged animal snooping around the apartment. He moved into the kitchen and stirred around for cold cuts, found some and called Russ. Together they polished off half a baked ham and some fried chicken, then had Angie go after several gallons of milk from upstairs. Russ knew she wouldn't sound any alarm, and he sent her to the main floor, after allowing her to dress. The girls were hungry too, and after the two men ate, the girls fixed themselves a meal and then they all relaxed in the front room, as though it were a friendly gathering of college kids. There were several significant differences, however. The men remained naked, and didn't allow the girls to dress either. Howard smacked Jenny several times along the side of the head for moving her hands off his prick. He forced her to bring him whiskey, then insisted she drink half of every glass she brought him, and in general hassled her into a state of complete drunkenness, then continued his physical assaults on her body.
Howard continued to demand the attentions of two of the girls, Jenny and Theresa, the youngest and the oldest of the three, and because of the size of the man, and the vigor, it actually required two of them to keep his lust and sex hunger satiated. Between each series of orgiastic sexual involvements, he needed only a relatively brief rest until his cock began rising again, his nuts tightening, for another round of fun and games with the white girls' bodies. The entire day was filled with a carnival of wild, savage, lust-crazed brawls, with Jenny and Theresa being forced to remain fairly drunk, yet moving about energetically under his constant threats against their safety and well-being. As the day wore on, and the man became drunker himself, his temper grew nastier, and he began knocking Theresa about also. Russ felt constrained to intervene once, and the two scuffled briefly. Howard was a head taller than Russ, and outweighed him by thirty pounds, but Russ was much the younger, and was very nearly a match for the older man. They began growling at one another like cougars fighting over a meal.
A showdown of sorts occurred late in the day, after a great deal of drinking and while the entire group was fairly tired. Russ had mounted Angie as she lay on her back on the floor, and they were involved in what must have been their twentieth fuck in the last ten hours. Russ was not lying on her body, but was laying it into her asshole, then her pussy, at intervals, while squatting between her outstretched thighs. Howard moved from the liquor cabinet, where he'd downed three ounces of raw whiskey, toward the pair on the floor. He staggered to stand swaying directly over Angie's head, then straddled her head, his body facing the same direction as Russ's, and roughly ordered her to start licking his asshole while Russ fucked her. He straddled her with one knee on the floor, his other leg outstretched and his crotch opened to her lips. He swayed drunkenly, talking obscenities at her as he lowered his body to her lips.
A thud alongside his ear sent him sprawling, as Russ stood up and let him have it with a left hook to his head. Howard measured his length on the carpet, as Angie scrambled out of the line of battle. The girls all moved to a corner of the room, and the two men began a wild free-for-all. Howard staggered to pick himself up off the floor, shaking his head dizzily, and before he was fully erect, Russ had strode to him and landed a jab to his head, collapsing him on the carpet. This time he recovered faster, as it came through to his whiskey-fogged brain that this boy meant business, and when Russ attempted to strike him a third time, he fended off the blow and folded Russ with a fist to his belly. Russ bent over in pain, and Howard's knee into his face sent his head flying back, and he landed in a heap across the room, over-turning furniture in a wide swath, fetching up against a wall which shook from the force of his body flying against it. Howard staggered a bit, widened his stance, and glowered at Russ, shaking his fist at him.
"Now just what in the hell has got inta you, you crazy nigger bastard?"
Russ glowered back. "You keep your goddamn hands off that Angie, damn you," he muttered as he raised himself up on an elbow, leaning against the wall and holding an arm against his belly.
Howard blinked in disbelief. "What? Keep my ... what? Angie? That whitey bitch? Good God, the heat's done gotcha, man, you're clean outta your mind. Well kiss my ass ..." His voice trailed off, and he began grinning. A smile broke into a laugh, and soon he was rolling on the floor and swatting his thighs. "Well now ain't that sump'n. Hoo-boy, you want me to go after a preacher, huh?"
"No, I just want you to shut your goddamn mouth. Angie, bring me a towel. That crazy bastard busted my head open." He sat examining his head, then his belly. There were no marks on his belly where Howard had buried his fist in it, but it sure hurt. His head was bloody in several places, apparently from landing so hard against the wall. Angie brought a hot, soaking towel, and moving to her knees over him, swabbed his head. He groaned, and caressed her body gently as she swabbed his head. She moved to get him a shot of whiskey, and he gulped it, his head still throbbing. He sat leaning against the wall, and she moved him to lie on the floor, continuing to doctor his head. She pressed hot towels to his belly and painted the gashes on his head with iodine, glowering all the while at Howard.
Howard had moved to sprawl on one of the couches, and had roughly ordered Jenny and Theresa to sit on the floor alongside him. He had not been able to establish the sort of relationship with any of the girls which Russ had easily established with Angie, and after all his bluster and fuss, he was a bit miffed over it. He retreated into a continuing harshness, barking at Jenny and Theresa, shoving them and cuffing them about, but very noticeably not moving toward Angie.
Howard had forced Jenny to squat on her knees, bending over the couch, while he mounted her from the rear. He took her thighs and pushed them roughly apart to allow the entry of his member, and then ordered Theresa to lubricate Jenny's asshole and his cock for the entry. Theresa moved to obey, and Howard had her spit lubriciously over Jenny's ass as she bent over, then take his prick into her mouth and lubricate it thoroughly, wallowing it about in her mouth and sucking on it.
He then moved to tentatively push it into Jenny's hole, sliding it along the crack of her ass several times, pulling it back and ordering Theresa to swab it with more sucks. This series of operations he continued for a long while, and he cuffed Theresa about during the process, occasionally speaking harshly to her if she didn't move fast enough to suit him. After a great while, he was able to insert the head of his cock into Jenny's hole, and he pushed it back and forth several times, tentatively. He then pulled it out for Theresa to swab and suck some more. Theresa bent over Jenny's body, and laying her head on Jenny's back, took the man's cock into her mouth, playing her tongue over the head of it, then moving open-mouthed the length of the member to Howard's groin, wetting the area thoroughly.
She then took it in her hand and guided it to Jenny's widespread asshole, gently massaging the opening to provide for entry. Jenny groaned as the cock eased into her body. Theresa moved her mouth to the point of entry and licked and slurped, dropping wads of spit on Howard's cock, swabbing Jenny's asshole with her tongue as Howard shoved and pushed against Jenny's body, finally entering to where his cockhead was enveloped. Then he began slow, rhythmic fucking motions, pushing farther in each time, ramming his cock home in a succession of steady, pulsing shoves and pushes. He ordered Theresa to continue a tongue swab of his prick, and after he had it half-buried in Jenny's body, he withdrew it and made Theresa suck on it a while, then take it and reinsert it in Jenny's body. This activity was continued until his passage into her asshole was thoroughly lubricated, and he was moving in slippery, sliding surges in and out of her ravaged opening.
"Now git around back of me, Theresa," he growled. Theresa did, and he instructed her to crouch under him, her head under his body, just as Jenny had done earlier, and envelop his nuts with her mouth. As she sucked on them, he slowed his own body movements and clasped Jenny's hips with his hands, ramming her body back and forth onto his cock. He then instructed Theresa to move her lips to cover his asshole, and ram her tongue into it. Theresa wrapped her arms around his hips, and moved her lips slowly as he directed, pushing her tongue along his underside to sink it into his hairy hole, wallowing it around as he ordered her to do.
He arched his back and groaned in satisfaction, for now he was doing what he liked best, ravaging the bodies of white women, preferably two or three at a time. He reached an arm around into Jenny's cunt, massaging and masturbating her as he fucked her asshole. He brushed his other hand toward her breasts, clasping a hand around one and massaging its tip, so that soon he had Jenny in a towering emotional climax, much against her will. The combined sensations from her anus, her vulva and her breasts overpowered her, and she was obliged to give herself over to the emotional climax which built up inside her fevered brain.
Howard expertly handled her body, building up a sexual climax, and he utilized with a sure hand all the excitatory parts of her body to bring her to a consummation. Surely and certainly, she began an entry into a consummation, and with careful control he guided her, moving her body into it at his own pace, quite aside from her will or desire. As she approached the peak of the emotional summit, he abruptly cut it off by a sudden change of pace, holding her back until he was ready to cum. He expertly orchestrated her body, controlling it completely, allowing her to cum only when he did.
Finally when he was fully ready, and his belly began to boil with the approaches to his own climax, he brought her into hers with sure, steady strokes with his hands and with his cock. Together they swept into a long, delicious ejaculatory experience, and he retained complete control of her body throughout the exercise. As their emotions subsided, he shafted his cock back and forth several times while it softened, in slow, exciting movements in and out.
He continued holding Jenny in his iron grip, pushing his cock slowly in and out her hole until he was completely soft, then he pulled it out and flopped over on the floor, releasing his grip on Jenny and letting Theresa rest a while too. He had Theresa go after him some hot towels and swab his cock and his balls of the accumulated ejaculate, and Theresa bent over him, intently cleaning his body, swabbing and massaging as he ordered. She spread his legs as he lay on his back, and thoroughly examined his parts. Her young mind was full of curiosity about him, and she played her hands over his cock and his testicles, brushed them over his groin, and lightly stroked his thighs. She was squatting alongside him, and he snaked his hand under her ass, fondling her buttocks, reaching for her little pussy as she became engrossed with an examination of his body. He pulled her by an ankle to place her cunt near his face, then spread her thighs and casually, leisurely played with her pussy and her thighs while she stroked his cock and his testicles.
He licked and swabbed, stabbing his tongue into her cunt until his lips pressed against her vaginal lips, sucking and wallowing it about in delicious dalliance. He snaked an arm around her hips and moved a roughened middle finger along her crack to push it hard into her little asshole, ramming it full length into her body. The lips of her hole became moist and sensitive, and his finger's actions plus his tongue swab of her cunt sent her emotions to rising, but he was in no hurry to bring them to a peak. He leisurely stroked her body, and played his finger in her asshole with almost casual, deliberate movements while he contentedly sucked and swabbed her cunt, then pulled his head back periodically and looked at it, before continuing.
The two of them continued the dalliance for a long while, neither reaching for a climax, but simply enjoying the play. Theresa stroked the man's huge, half-hard cock and pulled the skin back and forth over the member, occasionally bending over to press her tongue against its tip, or spit on the semi-relaxed cock as it lay on his belly. She swabbed, sucked and explored in lazy, languid pleasure.
Howard felt no urge to press his body into another consummation, or pull hers into one, but he wanted to lose himself in one final, long lasting tongue swab of her delicious little pussy before he and his partner left. The afternoon was moving into evening, and the two men determined to leave that night some time, after getting their fill of the girls' bodies. Howard dallied in long, delicious sucks of Theresa's cunt, placing his lips over the slit and pushing his tongue avidly around its periphery. He pushed in slow, lazy thrusts back toward her asshole, massaging apart her legs and opening her body wide to his face and lips.
His lips pressed toward her asshole and his tongue buried itself deep in the opening, wetting and lubricating it, then he moved his tongue back to her pussy while he stroked a finger into the waiting asshole. He drew groans and sighs from the girl as he dallied, his tongue in her cunt and a finger gouged into her anus. He pressed his tongue over her groin area, savoring the feel of the little emerging cunt-hairs, just beginning to cover her crotch with a soft, downy growth. He moved his tongue in a wet, slobbering trail around the edges of her slit, then plunged deep into it, withdrawing it and reinserting it, arousing the girl into spasmodic moans and sighs as she writhed under his oral assaults. He expertly pulled her body onto the threshold of a climax, then withheld it from her, pulling his lips back from her pussy tantalizingly, while she sucked in her breath and pushed her crotch toward his lips harder, instinctively hunching her hips back and forth. He pulled his head back and watched her, holding her lower body in a tight grip as her emotions receded, amusing himself with the game. As she relaxed, he again plunged his tongue into her widespread little cunt, wallowing it about, slobbering and mewling around with his tongue but withdrawing it as she moved toward a climax.
For a while he moved his tongue toward her anus, toying with her little butt-hole, keeping her thoroughly aroused, enormously amused at her emotional reactions. He played cat-and-mouse with her endlessly, leading her to the edges of a climax, then pulling her back and letting her relax a while, then repeating the process. He experimented to see if he could bring her into a climax using only anal excitation, and he found that because of the extent of her arousal he probably could. With a finger jabbing her asshole, she was ready to climax whether he caressed her vagina or not, but he allowed her finally to pass into the consummation, and as she did, he sunk his tongue deep into her pussy, savoring the emotional experience with her. She writhed and tossed about in the grip of the climax and he casually monitored her body's arousal, with a tongue jabbed into her pussy, his arms embracing her hips. As she tossed her body about, she reflexively took his cock into her mouth, going down onto it with her lips until they pressed against the wiry hairs of his groin, while she jabbed a finger into his anus and pulled it in and out.
She rolled over and relaxed, after the experience, and Howard stood up and began pulling on his denims. He moved over to kick Russ in the ass, as he lay wallowing on the floor with Angie.
"Git yore pants on, whore-monger. We goin'."
Russ moved to begin pulling on his trousers. The girls simply lay still and watched, saying nothing. The men were gone as unobtrusively as they had come, moving out the door and disappearing without further ado. The girls lay still and listened for the hall door to close after them, and when it did, they continued to lie, resting and gathering their wits about them after the harrowing experiences. Very little was said, and they finally roused themselves sufficiently to move into the bathroom, one at a time, and soak in a hot bath for a long while, then drop into bed. They all slept in the harem-room, as they were sleeping when the two black men had intruded upon them, and they all three fell into bed and practically lost consciousness for ten hours.
Gifford and the boys returned the next day, accompanied by a thirteen-year-old black girl, introduced to the girls as Marrianne, who had apparently been Gifford's bed partner during his protracted absence from town. John and Jerry foamed, at the mouth and stomped about a great deal on hearing of the two intruders, but there was very little to be done about it, since they had returned to Paula's estate only to pick up their gear and return to the woods.
Theresa, Angie and Jenny all wanted to go with Gifford and his boys, and they tossed into the pickup camper their meager belongings, the boys threw in their weight lifting gear and their bedrolls, and they all prepared to leave. Gifford had a cabin alongside a deep, trout-filled lake high in the Sierras, and he didn't intend to stop the truck except to gas up until they pulled up in front of it.
The truck picked up speed as it swung around the elaborate driveway, moving past the front of the house and into the boulevard, burning rubber in a long, black streak as it moved onto the street.
My casebook has recorded in it several lengthy transcripts detailing the separate lives of these three girls after their departure from Paula's mansion. There were, in point of fact, several other rather livid descriptions of their life in the high Sierras, whence they betook themselves, in the company of this Gifford Kelly and his two sons. Possibly the girl's complete stories will one day be brought to light, and judgment may be made as to whether or not the options they chose were the ones most conducive to their personal welfare.
