In this era of sexual sophistication, innocence can be a refreshing thing. In a time when sex manuals are sold in nearly every drugstore, most high school girls are on the Pill, and a book about a hooker becomes a national best-seller, the girl who is sexually innocent and trusting can be a very appealing novelty.
But this innocence can also be a dangerous thing, for there are people waiting to take advantage of it. Indeed, it is the innocent who are most often exploited. It is the girl who lacks sophistication who frequently finds herself in trouble.
Colleen Fitzgerald is a lovely young redhead on the verge of full blushing womanhood. Her experience with her own sexuality is slim. She has everything to learn.
Her teacher is a self-possessed brunette named Katy. Katy is rich, beautiful, and bored. She needs diversions to keep her days filled. Unwittingly, young Colleen becomes one of these diversions.
Colleen is like many young girls on the threshold of womanhood. Without a realistic outlook on life and people, it can be a painful and sometimes tragic transition.
COMING WITH THEIR COLLlE-a hard-hitting novel about one girl's personal struggle to make that transition.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Oooohhh! Yess-ss! Fuck me, baby!"
"Will you pipe down, Katy!" the young man in the cook's uniform hissed impatiently. "Do you want everyone in the restaurant to know what we're doing in here?!"
"Oohh! What do I care? I feel good! Mmm, I love it!" The pretty brunette grinned wickedly. The man had her backed against a wall, his swollen cock stuffed up inside her wet pussy. She hiked her skirt higher over her hips and ground her twat down against him. Her panties were no trouble. She wasn't wearing any. "Oh ... Do it to me, lover!" Though just as enthusiastic, her words were quieter this time.
She didn't care about exposure. The danger was half the fun. But she didn't want Peter Bates to lose his nerve and stop fucking her. She wanted him to make her come with his fine, filling stiff prick.
Satisfied that the brunette was going to be reasonable, Peter gripped her hips firmly and rammed his cock hard up into her cunt. She was standing on tiptoe, and he had to bend his knees a little. Doing it standing up wasn't the easiest position in the world. But the rewards were well worth the effort. The urgency of their coupling turned him on. The thought that, on the other side of the pantry wall, people were walking and talking and eating, unaware of their lascivious frolicking excited him too, as long as the woman didn't insist upon inviting company with her wanton cries.
Food was stacked on shelves all around them. He could hear the other cook opening and closing the refrigerator in the restaurant kitchen. Would he be coming into the storeroom next? Anxious to bring them both to climax before that happened, Peter began to fuck her in longer, deeper strokes.
"Uuuuhhh!" The young cook couldn't restrain a grunt of pleasure. He had fucked Katy two or three times before--always under the same kind of impromptu circumstances. Still he never got over the incredible tightness and elasticity of her talented cunt. It gripped his prick now like a supple velvety glove. As he stroked in and out of her, her pussy-muscles undulated tantalizingly over his sensitized cock-shaft. They seemed to nibble his cockhead hungrily just as he was about to pull out of her. Each time, her feverish manipulations pulled his penis back up inside. He was like a willing slave to her urgent bold greed.
"Mmmmm ... " Her face wore a lax, sultry grin. Her eyes were closed. Her lips pouted invitingly ... my pussy sure does like the feel of your cock, lover!" Her tongue darted over her lips. He could tell her own wanton words excited her.
While his pelvis rocked forward and up in long pulverizing strokes, Peter closed his lips over hers and kissed her deeply. Their tongues snaked out, wound together, writhed intimately. It was as though they were fucking each other with their mouths as well as their gonads. His hands reached up and brashly tore open her blouse. Katy wore no bra when she was off-duty, though her boss insisted she have one on when she was waiting tables.
"We don't want any complaints from the lady customers," he had said. "This is a high-class restaurant, not a pick-up joint."
Peter had been amused by Katy's saucy answer: "Every place is a pick-up joint for them what knows how!" Still, she wore the bra on duty--one just big enough to cover the rubbery peaks of her tits.
Now those smooth rounded globes collided unfettered with Peter's groping fingers. He pinched her nipples mercilessly, bringing them to hard, jutting erection.
"Mmmm ... you're hurting me," she managed to murmur, breaking free for a moment from his ardent kiss. But she made no attempt to pull away from him. If anything, she thrust her chest closer to him, groaning submissively when he began to massage both breasts with hard kneading motions. "Aaaahhh ... " She extended her tongue and ran it lewdly over his lips, then drove it deep into his mouth. Simultaneously, her cunt sucked in the swollen girth of his prick.
Peter had been driven to distraction by Katy right from the first moment he met her. He hadn't thought he had a hope in hell of fucking her. She had class. Someone told she had a rich old man who lived in Europe half the year. It hadn't taken long for the young cook to discover that Katy had a touch of trash as well as class. She was hot cunt. The first time he accidentally-on-purpose grazed her tits, she responded by rubbing them right across his back. When he tried to squeeze her snatch one day, she thrust it right into his hand. They had fucked in the parking lot, in his Ford station wagon. They had made it in the men's can after hours. Now they were in the pantry, with full staff working and a restaurant full of people. It was their most daring maneuver yet. And the most exciting!
For the life of him, Peter couldn't understand what drove Katy to these furtive, wild sexcapades, but he didn't dare ask any questions. He was getting some terrific pussy out of the deal, and that suited him just fine.
His hands gripping her tits, Peter drove his cock again and again deep up into Katy's hot wet cunt. He could feel the fevers of lust burning hotter and hotter through his bloodstream. It wouldn't be long now before he would have to blow in her. He worked like a maniac toward his goal. "Jeez! Your pussy's so sweet, Katy!"
"Mmm! Fuck me, lover! Fuck me!"
Like animals, they climbed to the heights together. "Uuuuuhhh ... ooohhh, Peter ... I'm commmmmingg-g!"
"Uhh! Me too! Me too, baby!"
They clung together for a few moments, letting the broiling pitch of their ecstasy wind down in its natural course. Then, reality took hold of Peter. He tucked his cock back into his fly and put his ear attentively to the pantry door. "I think the coast is clear. You wait here for a while, so nobody gets the wrong idea!"
"You mean the right idea, don't you?" Katy arched her eyebrows and smiled tolerantly at the cook, whom she considered little more than a boy. "Silly ass!" she murmured when he was gone. "If you didn't have such a delicious prick--all nine inches of it--I wouldn't give you the time of day!" She retrieved her purse from the pantry floor arid brushed her long silken black hair into place. Then she pulled out a cigarette and began to smoke, watching the white clouds rise above her head with lazy self-satisfaction. She could feel Peter's cum running down the insides of her thighs, but she did nothing to stop it. She liked the feeling.
When she grew bored with her isolation, she threw the cigarette on the floor and ground it out with her heel. She let herself out into the kitchen and walked purposefully toward the door leading to the dining section. From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed Peter smiling conspiratorially. She ignored him.
Colleen Fitzgerald, her new roommate and a fellow waitress, was standing by the cash register. She smiled brightly at Katy as she approached. Once again, the brunette was struck by the younger woman's exceptional beauty. She felt she had made quite a coup landing Colleen as a roommate. Colleen with the thick long red hair, the bright green eyes, the womanly body that could attract the attention of a blind man at a hundred paces. Katy felt a hot little surge in her pussy as she stared into the redhead's cleavage as she leaned forward on the cash counter.
"Going home?"
"Yep. I've paid my dues for another night."
"Lucky you! I have to stay till closing tonight. I'll try not to wake you up.
"Don't worry about it. You know me ... I'll probably have insomnia again. See you later, Colleen."
"Bye, Katy." The younger woman watched her roommate leave the restaurant. She admired the perfect trimness of Katy's figure, her haughty self-possession. Katy had been to boarding schools in Switzerland, and it showed. She looked like she owned the place, the way she moved and looked everybody over, confidently. Colleen couldn't understand why the brunette bothered working here at Vino's.
Sure, it was a nice restaurant ... but Katy didn't even need the money. Who would work if she didn't have to? The one time she had asked her about it, Katy's reply had been less than satisfactory: "Everybody needs a hobby, Colleen. Even rich bitches."
"Excuse me, Miss. Can I pay you?"
Colleen blushed at the waiting customer. Her mind had been out on the street with the mysterious Katy. "I'm sorry. Certainly, sir."
CHAPTER TWO
Katy stopped at a bar on the way home for a couple of scotch and sodas. When no one interesting-looking had showed up by the end of her second drink, she headed back to her apartment. An impressive barking greeted the rattle of her key in the lock. "Calm down, Igor! It's only me, baby!"
The brunette was just tipsy enough that the enthusiastic welcome of her collie almost knocked her off her feet. Katy loved the attention. She giggled like a schoolgirl as she closed the door behind her and tried to make her way across the living room. The dog jumped up on her again and again, trying to get a good lick at her face.
"Hey! I know you're glad to see me, darling, but ... Sheesh!" Succumbing to the dog's superior strength and enthusiasm, she collapsed onto the rug and rubbed Igor's ears violently. "There you are, you big lover, you! Is that what you're after?"
Apparently it was exactly what Igor was after. He began to whimper contentedly. He rolled over playfully onto his back. His cock was swollen and red, protruding from his hairy cock-sheath.
"Igor! You naughty boy! Have you got the hots for me?" Katy giggled unself-consciously. She was used to Igor's hard-ons. In fact, she was intimately acquainted with them. The sight of the animal's turgid member reminded her of the delicious screwing she had enjoyed just a short while ago. For Katy, once was never enough. The prospect of second screwing appealed to her prurient libido.
Reveling in her own depraved sensuality, she stretched out on the rug, pulling her skirt up over her hips. Her bare pussy, still soaked with Peter's semen, was shamelessly exposed to the dog's gaze.
Igor began to sniff the woman's naked thighs until the tantalizing aroma of her well-fucked pussy drew him like a homing device straight in to his goal. He extended his tongue and licked wetly up over the soft lips of her cunt, between the borders of her matted dark pussy-hair. His tongue-tip caught at the sensitive tip of her clitoris and stayed there for a moment, investigating its fragile flavors.
"Ooooohhh ... God-d-d ... you lick me so nice, lover. Your tongue on my pussy feels so good!" Trembling with the titillation of her own abandon, Katy spread her legs obscenely wide, giving the dog full access to the pink recesses of her pussy. She humped her pubic mound upward in suggestive little motions that invited the dog deeper into her tempting moist secrets. Again his tongue snaked up and over her vulnerable flesh. "Aaaaaahhh ... yessss ... God, it's good!"
Secure in the knowledge that her roommate would not be home for hours yet, Katy surrendered completely to the overwhelming call of her libido. The alcohol that coursed hotly through her bloodstream helped to relax her, to release the tension of any nagging inhibitions. Not that Katy had many inhibitions. She had worked hard at destroying every last one of them. Katy got a thrill out of investigating every dark corner of her being. Each new depravity she discovered in herself seemed to turn her on even more than the one before.
She had owned her big collie only a short time before she discovered his potential as something more than a companion. Igor was a habit now--one that kept her warm on long lonely evenings. She hadn't let her new roommate in on her secret yet. She hoped that, at the appropriate time. Colleen might even be lured into a little experimentation.
"Oh, your tongue is dynamite ... Igor, you're so fucking good, baby! You're making my pussy so hot! You're going to have to fuck me soon, Igor!" She closed her eyes and writhed wantonly on tile rug, undulating her pussy up toward the animal's muzzle. With tireless enthusiasm, Igor licked the seeping slit of her cunt. He licked his chops in greedy appreciation of her ripe female flavor. Bending his head attentively to his task, he delved his tongue all the way down to the puckered little hole of her anus. From there, he lapped all the way up her juice furrow, driving the woman to a fine-honed peak of distraction.
"Uuuuhh! Oh, that feels so fucking good on my asshole, lover! Shit, it's good! It's all good!" Like a demented creature, Katy ripped open her blouse and began to massage her tits roughly. She tweaked and worried her little nipples until they had grown long and firm with her excitement. They stood up on the smooth round peaks of her tits like twin sentinels, proclaiming the lusty arousal of the woman beneath.
While her hands massaged her breasts, Katy bent her legs until her heels pressed against her ass. She was looking for more leverage, a way to be as wide open to the dog as possible. Now she could tilt her ass higher off the ground, making it easier for Igor to reach the sensitized opening to her rectum. She wanted it all ... everything he could do for her. She wanted to be a trembling bowlful of jelly at the magic moment when he drove his red tapered prick deep into her pussy.
In the urgency of her need, her hands deserted her tits and reached down for the dog's head. She tried to pull his muzzle closer against her twat It was an unnecessary gesture. Igor was more than willing to slave over the ripe slit of his mistress's pussy as long as she wanted. His long pink tongue curled all the way up over her hair-flanged love-trench time after time. Each time, it coaxed more wanton moans from the brunette's throat ... until her words were indistinguishable from hoarse animal grunts.
Her primal instincts were luring Katy down into the deepest caverns of her nature. She was turning into a pleasure-crazed animal, as devoted to the instinctual call of the senses as the dog himself. She spread her thighs wide and let the dog lick her cunt until she could stand it no longer. She had to have more! She had to have good stiff cock surging up into her craving pussy!
Scrambling over onto hands and knees, Katy wriggled her bare ass-cheeks back in the direction of the dog. The animal was standing back a little, observing the frenzied woman. Her abrupt movements had confused him.
Katy looked back over her shoulder at the big animal. His swollen cock still hung heavy from his loins. That was all she needed to know. She rocked her buttocks more strenuously back in his direction. "Come on, Igor, darling! Get up here, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
The furry pressure of the animal's paws on her hips as Igor mounted her made the brunette tremble with raw desire. She could feel his heavy penis thwacking against her thighs as Igor lunged forward in search of the hot hungry hole up between her pussy-lips. Again and again he braced himself against her hips and rutted forward, seeking to embed his member deep in her cunt. Each time, his efforts were unsuccessful. At last, whimpering in desperation, Katy thrust her ass even higher in the air. She reached around and grabbed the dog's hefty cock, guiding it right into the wet puckered opening of her snatch. He shoved his penis deep up into her pussy.
"Uuuuhhh!" Her tongue lolled slackly from her mouth. Her eyes stared unseeing at the ceiling. The basest of raw gut pleasure surged through her being. She was filled to perverted capacity. Her cunt clung to the animal's turgid prick with enthusiasm.
Igor waited only a moment before he drove his cock deep into the moist hole for a second time. Now, he lost not a moment in pulling out for his third lusty penetration. In and out, in and out, he established a hard, compulsive rhythm into her twat. His thrusts knocked Katy harshly forward on every instroke. The mewling woman recovered quickly, thrusting her ass back each time to welcome the next long stiff impalement. She managed to writhe her buttocks from side to side and round and round, seeking new titillation. When she found a position that was particularly exciting, she held it until the sensation had run its course. Then she squirmed in search of a new angle.
Not for a moment did the brunette's mind intervene in the abandoned concentration of her senses. She was pure feeling, without thought, without judgment. With every bit of her energy, she craved nothing more than that turgid dog-cock that drove up into her pussy with predictable haste and enthusiasm. "Uuuuhhh ... Christ! Do it to me, Igor baby! Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!"
Her silky dark hair flew chaotically around her passion-distorted face as she toiled before the dog's filling prick. She tossed her head from side to side ... closed her eyes ... then opened them with sudden vacant wonder as the animal's penis screwed her particularly deep or well. The hotter she got, the harder she lunged her ass back at the slaving beast.
The big dog had to work hard to keep up with the excited woman. His paws clutched at her hips, striving to hold onto the squirming flesh. His bind legs danced on the rug, keeping his balance as his cock rutted urgently forward time after time. Igor's tongue hung from his mouth, occasionally dripping saliva onto Katy's half-clothed back. He was panting heavily with his mighty efforts.
Thoroughly captivated by the wantonness of her behavior, Katy looked down between her dangling tits, under the bunched up material of her skirt. She could just glimpse the long tapered shaft of the dog's red prick as he drove it into her. His member was covered with a lewd sheen of her juices. The sight made her shiver with lust.
The hotter the brunette got, the harder she rammed her buttocks back against the animal's hairy loins. Darting shafts of excitement were assailing every inch of her quivering being. She was becoming more and more open. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. "Igor, you're such a fantastic lover!" she raved. "You never slow down! You never quit till I'm ready! Ooooohhh ... do it to me, boy!"
Her tongue ran urgently over her lips. Beads of sweat stood out on her olive complexion. Her eyes remained wide open now, but they saw nothing. Nothing but lightning bolts of intense color and energy. Her body was the willing captive of a force greater than her own--of a lust that could only be tapped by searching the very depths of a woman's nature.
As the woman grew more out of control, the animal had to strive more diligently to hold onto her. He ran forward in little spurts on his hind legs, following the wanton gyrations of her buttocks. His shining red cock penetrated her with untiring speed. Igor's eyes too, looked glazed, unseeing. Nothing existed for him but the wet clinging manipulations of his mistress's eager cunt.
Totally obsessed with her sensual hunger, Katy raised one hand from the rug and pinched her nipples. She pinched them so hard, it hurt, but she felt no pain. Instead, her cunt flared with an added surge of arousal. She had to return her hand quickly to the floor to keep from being knocked flat on her face. But her gesture had done the trick. Her tits still tingled. Her cunt was on the verge of exploding with the provocation of Igor's hard thrusting cock.
Then she was no longer on the verge.
She was there.
"Ooooohhh ... Igor, baby! I'm coming! Oooohhh ... I'm commmmingg-g!" For the second time that evening, Katy writhed out the ecstasy of an overwhelming orgasm. This one was even more intense than the last. It built on the energy Peter had injected her with. It surpassed that excitement in sheer Perversity alone. Katy always got a little extra thrill out of having a dog make her come.
Even as she still struggled with the orgiastic waves of her own climax, the brunette could feel the dog's hot cum spurting into her pussy. Her pleasure was complete. She lay on the rug, savoring the seeping wetness between her thighs.
Finally, she struggled up onto the couch and covered herself with a blanket. Just in case Colleen should walk in, Katy didn't want her to think there was something screwy going on ... even though there was.
The pretty young woman fell asleep with a devilish little smile on her face.
CHAPTER THREE
Colleen checked her watch. Less than a half-hour until closing time. She cast a furtive look down the bar at the young man in the navy-blue sports jacket and the carelessly knotted paisley scarf. He had been at Vino's many times before. Colleen had noticed him. He had obviously noticed her. Tonight he had asked her if she would go out for a drink with him after work. She told him she would have to see how tired she was, if he wanted to wait that long. He was waiting.
She bit her lip nervously. She really knew nothing about him, other than his name--Spence--and the fact that he drove a Jaguar XKE. Those seemed like pretty good credentials. Besides, he was known around Vino's. He wasn't exactly a total stranger.
Still the pretty young redhead hesitated. She had only been a waitress for two months, ever since she left school and home. She didn't mind the work, but she knew already she didn't want to do it forever. Katy had advised her the best way to take life easier was to find herself a sugar daddy or two. Colleen had had something of the same idea, but she was new enough at the game to feel uneasy about it. It didn't seem very ... well, romantic ... to choose a date on the basis of the kind of car he drove.
And, if sugar daddies were such a swell idea, why didn't Katy have one? Why did Katy choose to work, even though her very own father kept her well supplied with money? Katy had called her work a hobby, but Colleen could think of far more exciting hobbies, like collecting jewels or yachts or Paris originals or something like that.
Spence caught her looking at him before she had a chance to look away. He smiled. She smiled back. He was awfully cute, she realized. A hot little flash in her pussy made up her mind for her. A couple of drinks in a nice bar ... maybe a bite to eat ... then, who knew what? Not such a bad proposition, really. She gave him the high sign and went back to her duties.
* * *
They drove along the coast in his XKE. The city was behind them. Colleen had scarcely noticed its passing. She found the smooth fast ride exhilarating. She was very glad she had come, though now she was getting anxious about their destination. "Where are we going?"
"Don't worry, beautiful. We're not lost. I thought you might enjoy getting out of the big town for a while."
"I am enjoying it. But I'd still like to know where we're going."
Abruptly, he pulled the car off the road, into a grassy clearing edged by tall trees. He parked close to the trees, where it was highly unlikely they could be seen from the road.
Colleen felt her heart skip a beat. What was going on? Had she made a bad choice after all? Was this guy some kind of depraved killer, like she had seen on 'Kojak' only last week? She tried to remain calm. "Uh ... why did you stop here?"
He straddled the shift and got into her seat with her. His arms went around her. "You wanted to know where we were going? I thought this was as good a place as any. I just wanted to be alone with you for a while." His tongue parted her lips, searched the hot chamber of her mouth firmly ... pleasantly.
The redhead felt such a sense of relief that the man was merely normal that she relaxed completely. She let his tongue investigate her mouth. She even extended her own tongue and prodded his. His mouth was soft and yielding. The sensations were sexy. She liked what was happening. "Mmmmmm ... "
"Oh, baby ... " he murmured between kisses, I've been grooving on you for weeks now ... dreaming about what it would be like to touch you. Let me tell you. It's even better than I imagined ... and that's verr-y good ... "
His flattery relaxed Colleen even more. She had never been out with a man of such wealth and success. Most of her dates so far in her life had been boys she went to school with, or the young men at work. No one so sophisticated as Spence, with such a fancy car and fancy clothes. Her mouth mated hungrily with his. She made no objection when his hand began to grope its way into her blouse. Expertly, he unfastened her bra. His fingertips caressed the smooth, full-blown swells of her tits. At once, her nipples leapt to erection, grazed against his palms.
"Mmmm ... hungry titties, baby. Feel good?"
"Oooohhh ... yess." She whispered her reply meekly. She was being very wanton, she knew--letting a man play with her this way on their very first date. And he hadn't even taken her for a drink yet.
She thought about pulling away, about fastening her bra and her blouse and demanding they head straight back to the city. But her heart wasn't in it. Her cunt was pulsing happily in response to his fingers caressing her breasts. She wanted to let it happen for a little longer ... just a little longer. She wanted to feel good. She needed to.
Arranging himself awkwardly over her, Spence opened the front of her blouse and gazed admiringly down at the white swollen orbs of her tits. There was enough moonlight to give them an inviting, silvery sheen. He could see her closed eyes, too, and her pouting, gleaming lips. He could feel his cock throbbing urgently in his pants. This redhead was some dish. Spence couldn't remember when he had wanted anything the way he wanted her. She looked so pure, so innocent, so sexy.
His tongue darted out and swept around the soft distended peak of one nipple. Round and round it went, until she was mewling soft little sounds of mounting ecstasy. He switched his attentions to the other nipple and gave it the same tantalizing treatment. Both of them were hard as little arrowheads now. He closed his lips around one and began to suck. His fingers pinched her other nipple in time to the eager sucking of his lips.
Colleen let herself relax into the delicious sensations that were taking hold of her entire being. There was something so intensely satisfying about having her breasts licked and sucked and fondled. The feelings seemed to shoot straight down to her cunt and translate themselves into hot pussy flashes of desire. She didn't quite understand the connection. All she knew was that it felt good. Intensely, wonderfully good. "Oooohhh, that's so nice.
He could feel her hands rummaging through his hair, caressing him, encouraging him in his lascivious attentions. Spence took that for a signal of her surrender. The hand on her tit slowly made its way down over her skirt and up underneath until it found the flimsy barrier of her panties. He could feel her stiffening at this new, more intense intimacy. He didn't try to feel her bare snatch yet.
Instead he sucked her nipples more ardently than ever, first one, then the other, listening for her moans, trying to distract her attention from his actual intent. Very gently, his fingertips rubbed over the thin crotchband of her panties. He could feel it getting moist. She was responding! She was relaxing. She was falling prey to his hypnotic spell of sensuality.
With practiced ease, he began to work his finger back and forth along her panty-crotch, right over the place that he knew concealed the yielding opening to her cunt. The spot grew wetter and wetter, until the material molded itself easily to her damp flesh beneath. Then, smoothly and quickly, he slipped a finger inside the material, all the way up into the hot clinging wetness.
"Ooooohhh!" Colleen was surprised and shocked by this new intimacy. Not that it had never happened to her before. Colleen hadn't been a virgin for two years now, ever since sweet sixteen. But there were formalities that she had always observed. Dates, dinners, drinks ... a chance to get to know one another first. Then, she would dole out the favors, one by one, until, after five or six dates, she and the boy were in bed together.
But Spence was no boy. He was an excited, demanding man. Already, he had jumped forward several moves. And he still hadn't even bought her a drink!
The redhead had almost summoned up the energy to push him off her when he began to move his finger rhythmically back and forth in her pussy. "Uuuuhhh." She couldn't help herself. It felt so darned good. Unconsciously, she spread her thighs, just a little, to give him more room to work. She began to hump her pelvis upward off the seat just the tiniest bit. His finger was doing such amazing things to her pussy! "Oooooohhh ... Spence!"
Her groans of pleasure were music to the young playboy's ear. He had played this seduction game many times before. He was good at it. Probably because he never got tired of it. Each new experience was a totally engrossing one for Spence. He gave each girl his all, while she was there. He knew that all he had to do was move smoothly from one step to the next ... and eventually, he would have his cock buried to the hilt in tight young pussy.
This pussy was as tight and as wet as they got. Her flesh clung almost uncomfortably to his finger, despite the generous amount of lubrication she was secreting. Already he could imagine the unimaginable excitement of feeling her cunt clutch his prick! "Mmmm ... " He almost forgot her name. Bad mistake. Then the red hair reminded him. "Colleen, baby, you're beautiful. I've never met a woman like you. Never!"
His mouth went back to her tits, sucked them hungrily, licked them, prodded them. All the time, his finger was sawing in and out, in and out, of her spongy young twat. Anxious to prepare her for the greater penetration to come, he made a spear of two fingers and drove it far up into her damp hole. Now the fit was really tight. But she obviously loved it. Her hips ground upward, shoving her cunt up his fingers with new wanton eagerness.
The inexperienced redhead was falling victim to the man's slick, practiced technique. She was beginning to ask herself whether this could be the beginning of a love affair. After all, no man had ever made her feel quite this wonderful, quite this quickly. There must be some mysterious fate that had forced them together like this. Her brain was a confusion of sensation, the dominating one being her crying need for release.
With demented frenzy, she drove her pussy up onto his steadily impaling fingers. She ground her hips against the car seat. The cramped quarters didn't inhibit her style in the least. She was on a quest ... a feverish quest for pleasure. "Oh, Spence! Nobody's ever made me feel like this! Nobody! It's ... it's incredible!"
He smiled to himself as he worked over her rock-hard nipples. He could feel her resilient cunt-flesh grasping his finger greedily. She was hot! She was so ready for it! He was flattered by her compliments, even though he had heard them many times before. He knew he was a good lover, but he liked to be told so--the more often, the better.
Colleen was riding high. She forgot to worry about her wantonness on a first date. Something too important was happening. Her whole body was possessed with a fiery energy. There was an intense concentration in her belly, building there, waiting to explode. She lunged her hips up at his fingers, harder than ever. "Oooohhh! Oh! Oh! I'm coming!" She scrunched her eyes up tight and wound her fingers in his hair. The overwhelming flood swept through her. Then she relaxed.
Pleased with his work, Spence pulled his fingers from her pussy. Now it was his cock's turn. He could feel it hard and swollen in his pants. He reached for his zipper and pulled it down.
"What are you doing?" she asked abruptly. Her orgasm had cleared her mind somewhat. She was no longer desperate with need. It annoyed her that he was assuming he could do whatever he wanted with her ... especially seeing they hadn't even had their night out yet.
He didn't like the tone of her voice. He tried to kiss her. She turned her face away. "Oh, baby," he crooned. "I want you. I need you."
"We can't do it in here!" Her brain was racing feverishly. She had to get out of this! "There isn't enough room!"
"Don't worry, baby! Where there's a will, there's a way!"
She could feel him pulling his prick out. She didn't want to look. She didn't want it. Who did he think she was? Some pushover! "Well, I don't have the will ... I mean it, Spence." Her words came out harsh, hissed through clenched teeth. He felt himself begin to wilt.
"Come on, baby. Don't get hysterical ... "
"I'm not hysterical. I'm perfectly calm. But if you don't put that thing away, I'll twist it off. I promise you."
That turned him off completely. He crawled into the driver's seat and pulled up his fly. He turned on the car and ate dust pulling away from the trees. Frustrated and angry, all Spence could think about was unloading this selfish little bitch.
Colleen too was furious. He had taken too much for granted. He had pushed her too far too fast. Obviously he thought she was an easy lay, probably because she worked in a restaurant, met lots of men. Well, she'd be no easy lay for him ... some dumb klutz who was too cheap to even take her out for a hamburger and a beer.
He dropped her off at a taxi stand near the edge of town. They didn't say goodnight. He left her coughing up dust.
When Colleen got home, Katy was lying on the couch watching the late show. "Hi, kiddo. What's the matter? You look mad."
"I am mad! I'm furious! That cheapskate! That Romeo!" Tears began to flow down her cheeks--tears of frustrated anger. She sat down and told Katy the whole story.
Katy didn't think it was anything special. But she was very sympathetic to the young redhead. She knew what it was like to be eighteen and idealistic. She'd read about it in books.
CHAPTER FOUR
"The very first thing you have to remember with men, Colleen, is that YOU lay down the rules. You decide where you want them, and that's where they stay. Like tonight, you knew what you wanted to do ... go out and have a drink and something to eat. Right?"
"Right."
"Then you let this Roadhouse Romeo change your mind for you. You don't have to do that, Colleen. You can always find a guy who wants to play it your way, especially with looks like yours."
The redhead blushed. Color spread over her normally pale skin. "I don't know, Katy. I haven't found that many." The younger woman's innocence never failed to amaze Katy. It was almost as if Colleen didn't realize what a prize she was ... how unusually beautiful she was. "That's because you haven't had your eyes open, kiddo. You probably don't even notice that you've got every guy in Vino's watching you every night."
"I ... "
"No, you're too modest, that's the problem. Take a good look at yourself in the mirror sometime, Red. You're gorgeous. Don't let some jerk like Spence take you for a ride, literally or figuratively. He's old news. So his old man bought him a fancy car! He thinks he's a big shot, a real lady's man. I tried him out long ago. Nowhere!"
Colleen was impressed by her roommate's worldliness. They had only lived together two weeks, and already the redhead felt she had learned a lot from Katy. "I wish you'd been there tonight, Katy," she said eagerly. "Then I never would have gone out with him at all."
"You'll learn, Red. When you've been around some, jerks like Spence will stand out like they've got fluorescent paint on their foreheads. Take my word for it!"
Colleen smiled wanly. "I wish I could meet some real men sometime, Katy. Men who will treat me like a real lady."
"You will. I'll see to it, if it comes to that."
"I could use your help, Katy."
"You've got it when you want it. I'm not going to let our little songbird get snatched up by the vultures."
Colleen looked relieved. "I think I should ask your advice more often. I even think I can go to sleep now. I'm exhausted."
"You get in under the covers. I'll bring you a nice hot toddy. That should put you to sleep."
"Maybe you should have one too ... for your insomnia."
"Hah! Doesn't work! I could drink those things all night!"
Katy felt an urgent throb in her belly when she took in Colleen's drink. The light from her bedside lamp illumined the girl's hair that fell softly down over her shoulders. She was sitting in bed, with the covers up to her waist. Her full round tits stood out proudly over the sheet. She looked like a get-well present for a king. "Here you go, Red. To your health."
"Thanks, Katy. I'll see you tomorrow."
The brunette had been tempted to stay and chat, but Colleen obviously wanted to be alone. Katy went out and shut the door behind her.
The drink was good. Colleen sipped greedily at it. She knew Katy had wanted to stay and talk, but the redhead had felt a pressing need to be by herself ... to think over the night's happenings. The more her mind concentrated on Spence's fingers stroking in and out of her pussy, the more pronounced the hot longing deep in her belly grew. It had felt good, so wonderfully good, to open her thighs and let his fingers probe her cunt, massage the walls to fiery peaks of ecstasy. Even though she had climaxed under his skillful manipulations, the hunger was welling again in her pussy. He had gotten her intensely excited. When she got angry, that excitement had taken on another form. Now that she was no longer angry, the excitement was back, haunting her, taunting her.
She swallowed the last of the toddy. It was strong and good. The alcohol was relaxing her mind, letting her mellow out. Her inhibitions began to let go.
Without her consciously willing it, her hand snaked down under the covers, over her naked belly. It found the kinky thatch of her pussy-hair and probed in as far as the delicate nub of her clitoris. She began to circle the slick bud with a fingertip. "Mmmmmm," she moaned, then quickly squelched the sound. She didn't want her roommate to know what was going on.
Abandoning herself to the rising need in her belly, she pushed the covers all the way down to her thighs. She watched fascinated as her fingers worked in the mound of wiry red pubic hair. Her clit was growing noticeably under her touch. Already it was hard and throbbing with greedy impatience. More! It wanted more!
She reveled in the abandon of spreading her thighs wide, giving her fingers free play in her wet craving slit. With curious hunger, she moved her fingers down over the soft hole of her pussy, caressed her kinky hair. Slowly, sensuously, her hand returned to her clitoris. Unable to resist the need for stronger excitation, she began to vibrate her fingertips on either side of her prick-like little organ. "Uuuuhh ... oohhh!"
As the feelings grew more and more intense, Colleen had to grit her teeth to keep from crying aloud. The more absorbed she became in the delight coursing through her, the less she worried about discovery. It no longer seemed like a real threat. The only reality was the pleasure ... the incredible pleasure ricocheting from her cunt through her naked splayed body and back again. Her pussy was the center of her universe. Nothing else mattered.
As her fingers probed down toward her wet yielding hole, one seemed to just slip up inside. The sensation was so intense, Colleen could not resist the urge to send a second after it. She began to finger-fuck herself with even more abandon than Spence had used on her a few hours before. She could feel her hot juices clinging to her fingers. Her rubbery pussy-walls molded themselves around her slender intrusion, milking her fingers, sucking them deeper inside.
The excitement was growing more and more intense. Colleen's mind was an electric blur of sensation. She pulled her heels up to her ass, split her knees wide apart. Her fingers worked in and out rhythmically, tirelessly. The young redhead could feel a new alluring climax lurking somewhere deep in the recesses of her quivering belly. She worked to set it loose. Her hand seemed to have taken on the energy of an independent being. She was scarcely aware any more where the pleasure was coming from. She only knew that it was there.
"Red, darling ... does it feel good?" Suddenly Katy was there beside her, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Colleen's fingers froze. She stared wide-eyed up at her roommate, her face ablaze with shame and guilt. It took a few moments for her to recognize the look in Katy's eyes. It wasn't horror. Or disapproval. Or even amusement. It was raw burning excitement.
Katy had been turned on by watching her playing with herself! A strange little ripple coursed through the redhead's belly. "Katy?" She knew the brunette had something she wanted to say. Colleen waited on her with bated breath. She sensed something in the air.
A warm soft touch on her belly. She looked abruptly down at Katy's hand that now lay gently on her stomach. "You looked beautiful darling, touching yourself down there. So beautiful." Katy's voice was soft, hypnotic, much more so than Colleen had never noticed before. It mesmerized the younger woman, as did the hand and the lips that bent to hers.
Their kiss was soft and tentative at first. Then it became more torrid as the intensity of both women's arousal flared to a strong flame. Colleen didn't really understand what was happening. She hadn't kissed a girl since she was thirteen, in the first throes of sexual experimentation. She hadn't even thought about it since.
But suddenly Katy's lips seemed the most desirable lips in the world. Her touch was so soft, so magnetic. The young redhead surprised herself by forcing her tongue in between Katy's lips, finding her tongue, jabbing it lustily.
"Mmmmmmm ... " Katy was thrilled by the unexpected turn of events. She had been checking on Colleen, to see if she wanted another drink. The sight of the beautiful redhead writhing in solitary lust had been too much for her. She had to come near. Now Colleen was actually becoming the aggressor, forcing her tongue into Katy's mouth. The brunette's body trembled as she caressed the firm shapely contours of the other woman's loins.
Her fingers seemed to catch in the tangled thatch of Colleen's pussy-hair. Impulsively, Katy drove her fingers in where the redhead's had been a few moments before. She began to stroke the hardened bud of Colleen's clitoris.
"Ooooohhh ... " The young woman writhed helplessly on the bed, struggling to comprehend this new, overwhelming sexuality. As her pussy grew hotter and hotter, she gave up trying to comprehend. She just wanted to feel. Katy felt so warm and reassured as she stretched out on the bed beside her. Colleen looked at her. The front of Katy's robe had fallen open, revealing the firm swelling orbs of her tits.
With a bold hunger she hadn't even known she possessed, the redhead bent forward and began to suck one of Katy's dark nipples. The rubbery protuberance grew in Colleen's mouth, became hard and taut. The younger woman felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction from knowing she was exciting Katy.
Katy held Colleen's face close to her tit. "Good, darling. Ohhhhh, you're sucking my tittie so well, Red. Mmmmm ... " The fingers that tantalized Colleen's clit suddenly drove deep into her wet cunt. Katy groaned at the hot moist feel of the young resilient pussy. "You're beautiful, baby! Beautiful!"
The women buried themselves in the taste and touch and smell of each other for several long, close minutes. Then the fire took new life. Katy rose to her feet, cast her robe on the floor. She saw Colleen looking up at her in disappointment. "Don't worry, darling," she reassured her new young lover. "It's going to get even better."
Katy lowered her cunt to Colleen's face while her face sought out the thick red thatch between Colleen's legs. She stuck out her tongue and stabbed the turgid tip of the younger woman's clitoris.
"Uuuuuhhh!" For a moment, Colleen hesitated to taste another woman's pussy. But the excitement in her own cunt erased all inhibition. She extended her tongue, up into the dark-thatched secrets of Katy's pussy. Her tongue found the older woman's clit and began to stab it hungrily. Soon Colleen forgot to worry that she had never done such a thing before. The way Katy was moaning, she was obviously doing something right.
"Oooohhh, Collle-e-en! Mmmmmmmm!" The lusty brunette could scarcely believe her good luck. She seemed to have been falling into one sexual escapade after another today, each more tantalizing, more abandoned than the last. She had expected her campaign to seduce her beautiful young roommate to take much longer than this. But the combination of the right set of circumstances had swept them both away, transported them to the rapturous delights they were reveling in so wholeheartedly.
The brunette moaned at the delicious sensations flowing from her twat throughout her naked body. Colleen's tongue seemed to be everywhere at once. First it was circling her clitoris. Then it was trailing up and down her sensitized pussy. Then it was trying to stab right tip into her cunt. Everything felt so good, it was almost an effort for Katy to maintain her pace between the other woman's thighs. What kept her going was the satisfying mewls that sprang constantly from Colleen's throat.
The young redhead was far too wrapped up in her lusty task to reflect on how incredibly depraved she was being. Suddenly she seemed to have been converted to the intense pleasures of lesbianism, without forewarning, without intent. Never in her young life had she felt so wildly excited. Katy was doing something to her she hadn't realized one human being could do to another. She was delving into the depths of her being ... releasing the raw sensuality that had been buried there so long.
For the first time, Colleen was letting herself go completely. She was experiencing herself as a totally sexual being. And in that state, everything was good. There was no morality. The taste of Katy's pussy was sweet and satisfying. The feel of Katy's tongue on her own pussy was sheer ecstasy. "Ooooohhh ... Katy's ... it's sooooo good!"
"I know, darling! I know! I love sucking your cunt, Colleen. I love the things you're doing to my pussy! You're beautiful, baby! Beautiful!" From somewhere outside the house came familiar whines. It was Igor, crying to be let in. The sounds came to his mistress's ears as though through a dreamy mist. Katy had no time now for Igor, no time for anything but that yummy twat in front of her, that talented mouth on her cunt. "Jee-zuz, Red! You really know how to eat pussy!"
Her friend's lewd compliment gave Colleen a lurid little thrill of satisfaction. Though a few hours ago she would never have dreamed of doing such a thing as eating cunt, now she reveled in the knowledge that she could do it and do it well. Making love to Katy was so much more satisfying than being cornered in a car with that Spence jerk. Katy really cared about her. Katy was her friend. She was safe with Katy. "Mmmmmm!" Her tongue stabbed greedily deep into the brunette's wet clasping pussy-hole.
"Ooooohhh ... yessss! Like that! Like that!" Katy's tongue probed Colleen's cunt in reciprocal abandon. She loved the obscene titillation of sucking another woman's pussy and having the same thing done to her. It was almost like making love t o herself. The ultimate excitement!
The room reverberated with moans and squeals and sighs as the two women writhed together on Colleen's twin-size bed. Katy's rich dark hair flowed over Colleen's white smooth flanks. The younger woman's thick red inane made a tantalizing contrast to Katy's tawny loins. They were a picture of lust--tongue to pussy, embroiled in the surging fires of woman love.
The harder Colleen worked between her girlfriend's thighs, the more urgent grew the sensations building deep in her belly. As her excitement reached hysterical proportions, she licked Katy's pussy with feverish hunger. The older woman whimpered noisily at her rough sensual assault. Colleen wasn't giving her any slack ... she would have to let go.
"Aaaahhhhh, God! Red darling ... you're doing it to meeeeeee! I'm commmmmingg-g!"
The sheer ecstasy of making the other woman climax drove Colleen into her own full-blown orgasm. "Me too, Katy! I'm comming too!"
They squirmed together on the bed until at last their strength deserted them. They were done, spent. For some time they lay motionless, until Colleen crawled down toward the foot of the bed and cuddled into Katy's arms. "It's all right, Katy, isn't it?"
"Of course, darling. How could anything so beautiful be anything but all right?"
Satisfied, the redhead slept peacefully in her woman lover's arms. It was only much later that Katy broke away from her sleeping partner and went to the door to let in the disgruntled Igor. "You just have to learn to wait your turn, big boy," she murmured as she rubbed the dog's hairy ears.
CHAPTER FIVE
Saturday night, while Colleen went off to work, Katy prepared to go to a party. She stood in front of her bedroom mirror, assessing her olive-toned complexion with self-satisfied interest. Her breasts were large and round and firm. Their dark nipples pointed pertly back at her from her reflection. Her waist was trim and flowed sleekly down to smooth hips and a dark thick thatch of cunt-hair. "I should be the hit of the party," she told herself smugly. She slipped a simple black robe over her head. It covered her right down to her toes. She was ready for the party.
Her escort was a man named David Kreutzer. He was twenty years older than Katy, an old friend of her father's. He had taught Katy things her father would never have dreamed of.
The party--really a small gathering comprising six men and Katy--was being held in the country. They drove in silence along quiet roads, enjoying the dark and desolation.
"You know, Katy," David said at last, "you're an interesting woman. I was there when you were born, but I still find it hard to believe you're not twenty-five yet."
"Thanks a lot. You see something sagging?"
"No. You're beautiful. Exquisite, in fact. But you have so much ... I don't know ... experience. I've never seen you look surprised by anything ... not since you were a little girl and I brought you that huge stuffed giraffe."
"That's what you call being cool."
"Maybe. Still ... I think your folks let you grow up too fast."
"Are you complaining?"
He reached over and squeezed her knee through her dress. "No. That would hardly be my place, would it? Still, I'd like to surprise you again sometime ... see your face light up."
"Now I know you're putting me on. My face lights up every time you stick your big cock in my mouth."
He gave up trying to be sentimental. It never worked with Katy. "You're right, beautiful. I'd forgotten about that. Only don't think I don't know it lights up for every cock that gets stuck in your mouth."
"So? I like it all. You know that."
"Yeah ... I know."
Ahead, a dim glow shone from the window of a large country house. They were admitted to the den. The others were already assembled, sitting in armchairs around the fire, sipping toddies. The five men looked over at the newcomers and smiled.
A handsome, gray-haired man took Katy's hand and kissed it. "You look beautiful, my dear ... as always."
"Thank you, Charles. Where's Konan? I don't see him."
"He's waiting outside for you, Katy." Charles went out and returned within moments with a large handsome collie. The cream-colored animal responded at once to Katy's call. He sat dutifully before her while she stroked his strong neck and shoulders.
"When does the party start?" There was a mischievous glint in Katy's eye as she sipped on the drink someone had handed her.
"We're ready when you are, Katy ... but why don't you relax and enjoy your drink for a while first." The men arranged their chairs in a semi-circle around Katy and the dog. The woman obviously enjoyed being the center of attention. She stroked Konan while conversation flowed from economics to travel to politics.
Bored with the seriousness of the others, Katy tugged on David's pant leg and grinned coyly. "Why don't you help me start things going?"
His eyes flashed something like anxiety, but then he, too, grinned. "Sure, baby. Anything to keep the sparkle in your eye."
He got down on the rug beside her and helped her remove her dress. She was naked now, except for her high black shoes. She left them on. David took her in his arms and began to kiss her. She lay wantonly against him, letting her legs splay open. Anyone who wanted to look had a clear view of shining pink pussy behind her thick dark fuzz of pussy-hair.
The men had abandoned their conversation in preference to the lascivious goings-on before them. All five of them leaned forward in their chairs a little. Strange shy grins flickered over their features as they watched the dog begin to investigate the wide-open slit of the woman's cunt.
While David fondled Katy's tits, the big collie prodded his nose up between her thighs and licked wetly into her pink pussy. "Oooooohhh ... ooohh ... it's good-d-d!" Intensely aware of the five pairs of eyes fixed on her shameless nakedness, Katy writhed salaciously beneath the dog's bold tongue. She relished the idea of her own lewdness, performing before these horny older men like this.
Many times, Katy had participated in orgies and shows designed to stimulate the fading desires of the wealthy classes. She never asked for any money for her services. Money was not important to Katy. She had plenty. What she liked was the degradation of catering to other people's lusts. And the intense excitement of the pleasure she experienced on each occasion. More than anything, Katy liked to blow people's minds. She loved it when they said she was the sexiest woman they had ever laid eyes on.
Katy worked at it. Her sexuality was her real hobby. She only worked at the restaurant because it gave her plenty of opportunities for new sex games.
The brunette complied willingly when David positioned her on hands and knees in front of the salivating animal. "Konan's got a hard-on for you already, Katy." His words indicated that David too was falling prey to her building excitement. His hands shook as they caressed her smooth back and flanks. He ran his fingers lewdly up and down the crack in her upturned ass while the dog, and the men, looked on.
"Oooohhh, David," she moaned, wriggling her buttocks excitedly. "That feels good, baby. Make me feel good some more."
"I think I'll let Konan do that, Katy." He slapped her ass hard. "Come on, Konan. Up, boy, up." At once, the dog mounted the female's squirming ass and began to ram his long pointed prick forward. He was looking for her hot pussy, but each time his goal eluded him. David stood over them, stripping, while the dog lunged forward again and again. A sadistic smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. "Is he having trouble, Katy baby?"
The hardness in his words made Katy shiver all over. She liked him best when he was rough with her, instead of his usual admiring, easygoing self. She looked up at him now, a look of desperate pleading on her face. "Oh David! I need it! I need it so bad! Make him fuck me, David!"
Naked now, David kneeled once again next to the anxious woman. He ran his hands all over her shaking flanks, taunting her, making her whimper for mercy. He watched spellbound as the long red shaft of Konan's cock sawed back and forth between her asscheeks, still unsuccessful in its search for a warm wet hiding place. "Jee-zuz! Konan's hot as you are, baby! Shit, look at him move that prick of his!"
She thrust her buttocks violently backward. "Please, David! Please! Make him do it to me!" The voluptuous brunette really was beside herself with passion. But a large part of her excitement stemmed from the very fact that there were five horny men sitting and watching her predicament ... and getting stiff cocks from it. She worked hard to give them a good show. She pushed herself into a frenzy inspired by her own wanton lewdness. "Oooohhh! I need cock! Give me that cock!"
She was at the point where David liked to see her, out of control with lust. His own arousal demanded that he do something to ease the tension of the situation. He reached for the turgid rod of Konan's cock and guided the tip to her seeping cunt. With delighted relish, he watched the swollen cock-length drive deep into the yielding pink flesh. He listened to her cries of pleasure as though they were the sweetest music on earth. "How's that, baby? Feel good?"
"Oh, God ... his cock feels terrific in meee!" Already the animal was knocking her brutally forward with long penetrating strokes. Her voice shook from the tremors of their body collisions. She undulated her buttocks wantonly back at Konan's hairy loins, squirming like a madwoman, trying to exorcise a demon locked deep inside.
For a moment, David looked up from the lust-inspiring scene on the rug. The watching men paid him no attention. All five of them were spellbound by the woman's uninhibited performance. David could see eyes moving back and forth from sawing dog cock to dangling tits to passion-distorted face. Katy was putting on one hell of a show for them and they were loving every minute of it. Already Charles and another man had pulled their cocks from their pants and were stroking them absently. The shafts were swollen with lust, purple-tipped with passion.
David knew that, if he was going to get his chance with Katy, he had better make his move now. The others wouldn't wait much longer.
He crawled around in front of the curvaceous brunette and gripped her head firmly. With one long smooth motion, he rammed his own rigid prick deep into her mouth. He felt an overwhelming bolt of pleasure as her hot lips closed around his cock and began to suck it greedily. Though it wasn't necessary to force her to do his bidding, he kept his hands clasped on either side of her head as he fucked her mouth ruthlessly. As he threw his head back in passion, he found himself face to face with the humping animal.
With a wry smile, David realized he was partners at the moment with the dog. They were sharing the trembling, moaning woman that slaved between them for her own pleasure, and that of the five males around her. He whistled softly at the sight of her fiercely wriggling ass. Katy was quite a woman! Even if she had lost her youthful innocence, she had gained something extremely valuable--the capacity to give and receive pleasure, in whatever form it might take.
Katy's mouth closed greedily around David's cock-shaft each time his hips drove his penis deep into her mouth. She worked with subservient abandon to make every millimeter of her mouth a new pleasure zone for him. Her lips fluttered lightly over his sensitive skin. Her tongue stabbed his prick with unexpected little lusty prods. Her mouth filled with saliva and enclosed him in warm, wet delight. Her cheeks swollen with cock, she looked up at him and smiled. She liked David best when they were sharing forbidden adventures. They had shared a lot, and still they found new pleasures in each other.
"Uuuuuhhh!" The dog's cock seemed to grow even harder and longer and more filling in her pussy as she strove to milk his life juices from his heavy balls. The more wantonly she maneuvered her ass, the better penetration Konan got. The effect for Katy was sheer unmitigated ecstasy. More and more, she was turning into a puppet--a puppet made for loving. The excitement and energy were there, but her mind was gone. She was all body. All senses. All fire. All need.
The inspired manipulations of her mouth on his cock told David that Katy was getting close to her first crisis of the evening. He thought of it automatically as the first, for he knew there would be many more for Katy tonight, probably lasting all the way till dawn.
Leaving her to keep up her own rhythm over his swollen cock, he reached under her torso for the smooth dangling mounds of her breasts. He took one in each hand, massaged them roughly, until the nipples were hard and long and rubbery in his hands. He knew he was tweaking her tits hard enough to give her some pain. But, in her present condition, pain would no longer be a reality for Katy. The sensation would blend in with the others and carry her to a finer peak of ecstasy.
"Mmmmmmmm ... uuuuhhhh." Her moans went on non-stop. Her eyes were closed. Her waving ass cheeks had established a rhythm that matched perfectly that of the rutting dog. Though she scarcely remembered any more who belonged to the cock in her mouth, she licked it, coating it generously with her saliva as she worked.
Suddenly her tempo picked up. While David watched, every muscle in her back tensed and stood out. He knew she was coming. He looked up at the dog. The look on Konan's face indicated dearly that he too was letting go. David imagined the hot flow of dog-cum flooding her cunt and his own penis spasmed.
He reached for her head, held it tight over his cock. She was forced to swallow every last drop of his semen. Even after he took his hands away, she continued to lick and nibble at his deflating member. It pleased him that the taste so obviously pleased her.
After the triple orgasm, the party switched into high gear. No sooner had the dog dismounted the exhausted, crumpling woman than he was replaced by one of the guests who pushed her over onto her back and began to fuck her lustily. The dog's cum made her pussy more slippery than ever, but it was tight enough to make the man grunt with pleasure. Beads of sweat stood out on his brow as he slaved over her hot cunt. Automatically Katy's legs came up and wrapped around his buttocks, pushing him deeper into her. A crazy little smile played over her features as his cock screwed far into her open, craving pussy.
The smile was soon distorted by the forcible entry of a second hard swollen cock. Charles had straddled her neck and pushed his prick in between her lips. "Suck!" he commanded.
And suck she did. As though she hadn't already struggled through one overwhelming orgasm, Katy began to nibble at his thick fat cock. Her talented mouth brought his member to the hardness of wrought iron. She squirmed energetically beneath the two men. Her cunt practically climbed right up the penis stroking into her fiery depths. Her tongue lapped hungrily over Charles' burgeoning member.
"Jee-zuz, look at that woman!" somebody exclaimed, clear awe evident in his voice.
"She's got more energy than a whole string of racehorses!"
"Shit, I've gotta get in there somewhere!"
Far gone as she was, the praise somehow managed to register on Katy's lust-addled brain. She wriggled with new inspiration beneath the two men, but was held down on one side by a third, unexpected penetration.
One of the men had squeezed his cock into her armpit and was stroking in and out with as much enthusiasm as if it had been a hot moist cunt. She was prisoner to three men now, to three hungry, turgid cocks. Her depraved position fired new reserves of excitement deep in her belly. She moaned wantonly around the filling presence in her mouth. Her body lunged up to meet the three men. All three of them had to be on their guard to keep her from overturning them.
David had forsaken the orgy for the moment. He stood by the fireplace, sipping a drink. With eyes that registered no discernible expression, he watched his old friend's daughter service three cocks with feverish gusto. Two more stiff pricks waited nearby for their turn at her eager young body.
Through his mind there flashed pictures of the excited little girl with the big stuffed giraffe. It was a long way from Katy then to Katy now. But she was still something very special to David. Long ago, he had quit trying to tame her. But he knew, wherever she wanted to go, he would take her. All she had to do was say the word.
The party lasted until dawn. David had gone to bed long before the others had tired. When Katy finally staggered in to his bed, he made room for her. She nestled into the secure shelter of his arms. After all the activity, she slept like a baby.
In the morning, they made quiet rhythmic love, relishing the closeness of each other.
"After all those others, it's good to be quiet with you again, David." She kissed his ear affectionately. "I'm glad you're my friend, darling."
He turned to look at her. Even after all she had been through, she looked beautiful. Her hair looked like a bird's nest, but the early morning sun shone in the highlights like diamonds. Her dark sensual eyes were turned down to a slow burn. "It wouldn't mean as much to you if it weren't for the others, though, would it?"
"No," she said simply. "I have to have it just the way it is."
They swam in the pool and sweated in the sauna before heading back to town. The morning was bright and clear, dazzling. Each of them got lost in their own private thoughts as the miles sped by.
"David ... I have a new roommate. Did I tell you about her?"
"Only that she was a beautiful redhead and you were dying to get into her pants."
She waved her hands impatiently. "I already did that. But what I'm thinking is ... I'd like her to meet you. You'd be a good experience for her."
"Whatever you say, darling. Do you think she'd be a good experience for me?" He smiled at her and winked.
"Oh yes ... Almost as good as I am, I think."
"Hey, beautiful ... one of you is enough."
"One of me is all there is." Before they reached the suburbs, they stopped under some trees to fuck in the back seat of David's Rolls.
CHAPTER SIX
Colleen was skittish at first, about the new relationship between herself and Katy. Often as Katy reassured her, the redhead was still plagued by recurring guilt. Gradually though, Katy taught her to relax with the sensuality that was expressed more and more frequently between them. Colleen seemed insatiable. She hadn't gone out with any men since she and Katy started making love. Katy decided it was time to change all that. Gradually, slowly but surely, she intended to break the younger woman into a whole new way of life. The first step would be David.
"I've told you about my friend, David, haven't I?" They lay arm in arm in Katy's big water bed. They had been making love for hours. Both were exhausted. Katy puffed luxuriously on a long brown cigarette.
"I think so. Is he the one with all the money ... the one who knew you when you were a little girl?"
"The same. He's a wonderful man, Red darling. I'd like you to meet him. I told him all about you. He's dying to meet you."
Colleen's bright green eyes scrutinized Katy's dark ones. "Why?" she demanded.
Katy laughed airily and reached over Colleen's head to the ashtray. "You are a suspicious little minx, aren't you? We decided long ago that you need to start meeting a better class of men. David has class, believe me. And he has lots of friends."
"But if he's a friend of your father's ... he must be old."
"Forty-five, my dear girl, is not old. It's only at that age that men really begin to understand women ... and appreciate them. Don't worry. I'm not going to throw you into bed with him or anything. I just want you to meet him."
"Well ... all right."
"Good. He's picking us up at seven Monday night. Wear something sexy."
Colleen pulled her head back in amazement, and poked her friend in the ribs. She started to laugh. "Katy ... you are something!"
"Don't I know it!"
* * *
Colleen liked David right away. He was extremely polite, extremely attentive. And he was funny. He took the two women to the most lavish restaurant in the city. They had a wonderful meal. Colleen didn't even know what she was eating during most courses. But she liked it all. She ate heartily. And she drank up her wine as quickly as the waiter refilled her glass.
"I'm glad to see, Colleen, that you're a woman who appreciates a good wine."
"Red was born for the very best. Don't you agree, David?"
"A woman with Colleen's Irish beauty deserves nothing but the best. You're absolutely right, Katy."
To her embarrassment, Colleen began to blush violently. She bowed her head to conceal her flush, but it was no good. Even her full cleavage had taken on a becoming shade of pink.
"I can't believe there are still women who blush in the world. But here's one for sure." Katy patted her roommate's knee under the table.
"And thank God for that. A woman who still knows how to be a woman is a precious thing."
"You two are embarrassing the heck out of me. Let's talk about something besides me for a while, okay?"
"A difficult task ... but we'll work on it." David patted her hand reassuringly. Her big green eyes looked trustingly into his. He felt an ominous throb in his groin. Katy had been right, as usual. This redheaded beauty was something special.
When David invited them back to his apartment, Colleen looked speculatively from the brunette to her friend and back again. She decided to trust Katy's judgment. She would just have to see what happened. David was a very nice man, and he was certainly no cheapskate. Even though he talked kind of pompously, he knew how to make a woman feel like a woman. Colleen didn't know when she had felt so grand as she did sitting in the posh restaurant, with two waiters hovering around, answering their every need before they named it.
David's apartment was fantastic. It was decorated with fancy plush furniture and impressive-looking paintings and art objects. Colleen followed Katy from room to room, staring with astonishment at the kind of riches she had seen only in pictures.
They went into a bathroom with twin sunken marble tubs. Katy closed the door behind them. "Well, what do you think of David?"
"I think he's very nice. Why?"
"Because I think it would be kind of fun to surprise him when we come out. We could both strip naked, and pretend we're his slave girls. What do you think?"
Colleen was taken aback by her friend's outrageous suggestion. "Katy!" A gleam of interest belied her shocked outburst.
"Come on! Doesn't the idea turn you on, even a little bit?"
Colleen had to admit that it did. After all, what was so awful about it? David had treated them well. Why shouldn't they do something for David? If Katy was suggesting it, it must be all right. She trusted Katy.
When they returned to the living room, David was stretched out in his slacks and a red satin robe. He didn't look surprised to see the women naked. That surprised Colleen, but she stood quietly beside Katy while David looked them over. Nervous as she was, the redhead felt pleased by the obvious admiration in the eyes of the sophisticated older man.
As a rich and much-traveled bachelor, David Kreutzer had seen many beautiful women. But he had never looked on any sight quite as pleasing as the two naked young beauties that stood before him now. Katy with her ripe tawny lushness, Colleen with her fair, delicate beauty. David could feel his prick throbbing insistently in his pants. He had to admit that Katy had done more than right by him this time by bringing him this naive young creature, shy yet ripe for plucking. The thought of filling her cunt with hard swollen prick pleased him immensely.
When David stood up and held out his hand to her, Colleen went to him unquestioningly. She felt hypnotized by the touch of unreality in the sensual turn of events. To be presenting herself naked to a man she had only just met a few hours before seemed totally bizarre. Yet her boldness, and Katy's excited her. She was shaking with anticipation when David's fingers lightly grazed hers.
Colleen stared straight ahead as she felt his hands explore the ripe swells of her breasts. His fingers pinched her nipples hard, then let go. She breathed a quick exclamation of surprise, then was quiet again. She could feel goose bumps attacking her flesh as David's hand worked down over her taut tummy toward the bushy red patch of cunt-hair. He surprised her by attacking her suddenly once again. A finger dove right into her hair-fringed slit and sank deep into her wet tight pussy.
"Oooohhh!" This time, she looked straight into David's eyes. She felt a lump rise to her throat in response to the look of lust she read there.
"You're a beautiful woman," he told her in a thick voice.
"Didn't I tell you Red was something special?" Katy stood nearby, mesmerized by the sensual sight before her. It was like being present at a private slave auction, watching David's hands inspect her girlfriend's voluptuous body with the practiced feel of a horse trader. Little surges of lust made Katy's body tremble. Never taking her eyes from Colleen and David, she began to run her hands over her own rich nakedness. She caressed the rounded gloves of her tits, pinching her nipples the way David had done to Colleen's.
David coaxed Colleen down onto the plush, burgundy rug so she was lying on her back, staring defenselessly up at both of them. She looked from Katy to the man and back again, searching for reassurance. Excitement and fear seemed to struggle for predominance in her bright green eyes.
"Don't worry, Red. It will be wonderful. Believe me. David and I will treat you nice!" The brunette knelt on the rug near Colleen's head and stroked her friend's hair. She licked her lips expectantly as David crawled in between Colleen's legs and began to fondle the thick red vee of pussy growth. "Doesn't she have the most beautiful bush?" she inquired lewdly.
David grinned at her, but said nothing. He bent his head toward Colleen's cunt, parted her red-fringed pussy-lips, and stabbed his tongue into her wet pink slit.
It was happening now! She was in the thick of it! Colleen let herself surrender to the tantalizing feelings ricocheting throughout her writhing body. "Ooooohhhh ... mmmm ... "
Never had the girl encountered a man who knew so well how to please her pussy with his mouth. Shudder after shudder of incredible pleasure rippled through her naked loins as David licked and stabbed and loved her with his experienced tongue. Her clit felt hard as an anvil. It literally vibrated with hot intense excitement. Every moment, Colleen thought she was going to explode, but it just kept feeling better and better.
Katy took one look at the enchanted grin on the redhead's face and smiled. Colleen was easy prey for David's experienced sexuality. Her young friend would never again be content to hang out with young jerks who didn't know their cocks from a dildo. She was glad. She wanted Colleen to know what real lovemaking with a real man was like. She wanted the beautiful redhead to know and appreciate the best of everything.
It gave the older woman a lurid little thrill to watch her two lovers experiencing each other like this. She looked down at David's graying head bobbing over Colleen's wide-open snatch. Immediately her own cunt recalled how good David's tongue could feel on a hungry pussy. She felt a hot rush of excitement in her own hot little hole.
To appease the fires, she bent down and began to suck on one of Colleen's pink soft nipples. The greedy attentions of her talented lips and tongue brought the nubbin to hard rubbery erection. Pleased with her results, Katy worked for the same effect on the other nipple. She felt Colleen's hands in her hair, clutching her, egging her on.
"Oooohhh, Katy! You're making my titties feel so good, darling!" Even as she spoke, Colleen thrust her cunt hard up into the man's face. She wanted him, too, to know how much she craved more of his tantalizing tonguing.
Though she had never imagined herself participating in such a depraved orgy, Colleen found that she took to the atmosphere of total sensuality the way a duck takes to water. She had never felt her body so keenly, never been so intensely aware of her own expanding potential for pleasure. Two lovers at once. The idea seemed so sinful. But how could anything so purely delightful be anything but good?
The redhead didn't realize it, but she was using her girlfriend's kind of logic to rationalize her own building need for pleasure. Katy always said, if it felt good, it must be good. Right at this moment, Colleen wanted desperately to believe that logic. She had never felt so wonderfully good in her whole young life! All she could think about right now was getting more of the same!
"Oooohh, Red darling ... I'm so glad you're feeling good! Your titties are so hard and excited, baby! I've never seen them so excited!" Katy began to suck the redhead's tits more recklessly. She realized Colleen was far gone enough that she would be able to enjoy the borderline pleasure of pain. She bit quickly on a nipple. Then before the pain could register too intensely, she began to suck wetly once again.
"Oooohhh ... " Colleen squirmed wildly against the rug, offering her lush body up to her two lovers with abandoned lust.
It was all David could do to hold her pussy down, to keep up his sensual pace between her parted thighs. It excited him the way the young woman, who had looked so innocent and frightened just a short time ago, spread her legs as far as she could get them, inviting him in, pleading for more of his good loving.
The man was more than willing to oblige a lady in distress. His tongue circled her blood-swollen clit with hungry enthusiasm. It darted in and out of the hot grasping hole of her cunt as quickly as a snake dives for a gopher. With all the energy he could muster, he licked and laved her soft pink flesh. The flavor of her drove him crazy. He could feel his cock pulsing urgently in his pants. The sensation made eating her even more titillating. He was getting hors d'oeuvres now. Soon would come the main course!
While Colleen wriggled and moaned to distraction beneath them, the two experienced lovers brought her body to a fine peak of arousal. She sounded like a wild creature, as she begged for more of their enthusiastic attentions. She had all the fresh wanton zeal of a young woman who has just found out exactly what it is all for!
Soon David could stand the strain of waiting no longer. While Katy continued to kiss and stroke the young redhead, he quickly pulled off his clothes and tossed them aside. He saw her look up at him through lust-dazed eyes that grew larger as they fastened on the swollen shaft of his cock. He felt a surge of pride when he realized how impressed she was by his purple-headed member. Her full lips parted slightly, like those of a hungry child gazing longingly through a candy-store window.
"Don't worry, beautiful! It's all for you!"
"Oh yes! Yessss! I want it!" The redhead had never pleaded so wantonly for cock. But then, she had never been so wildly excited. That fine rigid penis of David's looked like the most desirable object in the world. She imagined it ramming up into her hot pussy, and the juices ran freely down her thighs. "Mmmmm ... "
He knelt over her and grazed his cockhead along the wet furrow of her pussy. Then, without warning, he shoved his swollen prick deep into her craving cunt. She was incredibly tight in there. He grunted out his appreciation of her warm caressing hole. "Jee-zuz ... you're tight, baby! Uuuuhhh ... wow!" It had been a long time since David had used a word like "wow". But he felt excited as a schoolboy by the young woman's blossoming sensuality. Her pussy-walls gripped his cock like a leather glove ... only warmer, wetter, slicker. "Christ!"
"Mmmmmmm! Ooooohhh ... yessss ... it's good! It's soooo good!" Even though David's cock was a very tight fit inside her young pussy, Colleen was excited enough that she felt no discomfort. His penis made her feel intensely fulfilled. Suddenly she became a woman in the full sense of the word. She wanted ... she craved a good solid screwing. She needed the attentions of a swollen prick the way she had never needed anything in her life. She thrust her groin up at him, begging for him. "Do it! Yesss! Do it!"
"Don't worry, baby! I gotta screw you as much as you gotta have it!" David hadn't been this purely excited in he didn't know how long. The redhead's enthusiasm, her sense of discovery, was contagious. Despite all his experience, David felt like he was encountering cunt for the first time. His prick pulsated with longing. He drove deep into her clutching pussy again and again. The clinging warmth of her cunt made him pant with lust for her nubile young body. "Christ ... what a woman!"
Overwhelmed by the fury of the mating between her two friends, Katy pulled back from Colleen's body just to watch the goings-on. She didn't think she had ever seen David this excited. For a moment, she experienced a pang of jealousy. She drove it from her mind. It didn't belong there. After all, she had never given herself to David completely, exclusively. She wanted to be glad that he had found a woman who truly aroused him.
His hard swollen cock shone with the redhead's juices as it flashed in and out of her welcoming cunt. Colleen's eyes were big as saucers. She squirmed avidly beneath the pummeling cock, throwing her pussy up to meet his prick on every instroke. Soon, Katy caught the contagion of the heightened sensuality. Her own pussy throbbed for satisfaction.
With lewd abandon, Katy straddled her young lover's face and squatted down. She was inviting Colleen to tongue her hot cunt. Despite her own arousal, the redhead responded at once. She prodded her tongue into the brunette's sopping hole and flickered it around. Katy's first groans of pleasure urged her on. She found she liked this new appealing depravity, learning to satisfy two lovers at once.
Katy had squatted facing David, so she was able to watch him fuck Colleen while the younger woman ate tier pussy. She exchanged a sultry smile with the man. She realized they were both exactly where they wanted to be. She felt that old familiar kinship with David, her faithful fellow orgiast. She leaned forward to kiss him on the lips.
Their kiss was brief but passionate. David needed all his attention to keep up his hard fucking pace deep into Colleen's pussy. The way he was moving made it hard for him to keep his lips locked to Katy's but from time to time, his mouth met hers. He even reached down and licked her full bobbling tits. Her long pointed nipples were like little homing devices, beckoning him to lock hold.
"God, Red's licking me so good!" Katy wailed. She ground her cunt lasciviously down against the redhead's face while her fingers caressed Colleen's tits. She could feel the fires building deep in her pussy. It was intensely satisfying to be involved in a threesome with two people who turned her on so much. It turned her on that her young protege was turning into such a wanton woman. Already she could imagine all the good times she and Red would enjoy together.
"She's got the tightest little pussy I've ever screwed into! God, it's good in there!" The pressure in David's balls was growing more and more awesome. Colleen's cunt-walls were clutching at him with demonic rapacity. It was as if she was daring him to come in her. Soon he would have to meet her challenge. There'd be no other choice left him. "Aaiiii-yi-yi! Christ ... I'm commm-in-g!"
To his delight, he watched the redhead's body tense beneath him. The muscles in her stomach rippled, spasmed, then relaxed. She was coming with him! The ultimate sharing!
Katy could see exactly what was happening. Colleen's distracted tonguing grew more intense, until the brunette too was forced over the top. She wailed out her victory. "God! You're making me commme. Red baby ... you're doing it to meeee!"
When finally her two lovers climbed off Colleen, she lay relaxed and sated, struggling against sleep. She had just been through the most incredible experience of her young life. She smiled weakly at the others. "I feel good," she murmured.
"Good, darling." Katy raised her head onto her lap and stroked her face. "You just sleep. We both love you."
Katy and David talked far into the night, while the young woman slept. "She's an incredible talent, Katy. We've got to introduce her to some of the others. They'll love her. And they'll be able to do things for her. A girl like her could get rich quick."
"Don't worry, David. I've got it all planned out. Red Fitzgerald is not going to be a naive little waitress much longer, if I have anything to say about it."
CHAPTER SEVEN
When Katy told Colleen they were going to spend the weekend at David's house by the seaside, Colleen protested. "But ... we work weekends, or had you forgotten?"
"No, darling, I hadn't forgotten," the brunette replied patiently. "I told the boss you'd had a death in the family and you wanted me to take you to the funeral."
"But that's terrible ... It's a lie!"
"Nonsense, Colleen ... don't be silly. We couldn't very well tell him we wanted to go to the beach and fuck our brains out, could we? It was a harmless little story that gave us a vacation and gave Frank a chance to be a nice guy. See? No harm done!"
Colleen blushed scarlet. Sometimes Katy frightened her, the brash way she manipulated people for her own ends. "Well ... I guess I'm stuck. I can't very well tell him my relative came back to life, can I? Which one did you sacrifice?"
"Your mother."
"What!"
"Well, it had to be a good one, otherwise he wouldn't have given us the whole weekend off. Come on. Let's go pack."
Once they were off, Colleen was pleased that Katy had gone to all the trouble to get them a free weekend. The ride down in David's plush Rolls was wonderful. By the time they reached his big comfortable house on the beach, the redhead was feeling on top of the world. She was disappointed to learn that David would be going into town for the rest of the day.
He kissed her tenderly on the cheek. "Don't worry, beautiful. I'll be back by eight. With a surprise!"
"Oboy! I love surprises!"
She and Katy watched his big car disappear down the road. "Well, Katy, should we take a swim?"
"Are you kidding! Swim in the ocean! It's too bloody cold. I'm going to go build a nice fire in the fireplace. I don't know about you, but I'm here for a vacation ... and that means doing as little as I can get away with."
Colleen was disappointed at first, but she decided there was no reason she couldn't take the swim by herself. Katy had been right. The water was very cold. She only stayed in long enough to numb her toes a little. Then she headed back to the house. She found Katy in front of a growing fire with a big cream-colored collie.
"Where did he come from?" she asked, kneeling beside the dog to pet him.
"His name's Konan. A neighbor's been looking after him for David. Actually he belongs to a friend of David's, but he stays here sometimes. Here, have a drink ... you must be freezing. And get out of that wet suit."
Katy pinched the younger woman's tits playfully as she wrapped her naked body in a big fluffy towel. "Now come sit by the fire and warm up. I don't want you catching a cold."
"Yes, Mom." Colleen was making fun of Katy's concern, but she was pleased the older woman took such an interest in her welfare. She took a long grateful sip of the toddy Katy handed her. "Oh, that's good."
"I put in a double portion of rum. I think I'll seduce you this afternoon. While the cat's away ... "
The brunette leaned toward Colleen and kissed her mouth hungrily. Their tongues collided with voracious enthusiasm. The redhead's towel fell open. Her lush tits pressed into Katy's blouse.
To the women's surprise--real on Colleen's part, pretended on Katy's--the dog began to whimper and prod his nose in between them as they embraced.
Colleen giggled nervously and tried to push the animal aside. "What's with this critter anyway? Is he horny or something?" She tried to joke, but Konan was making her distinctly nervous. She had never encountered a dog this pushy.
"Konan's a very affectionate animal. He hates to be left out of anything."
"Yeah, well, there's a time and a place for everything. Right now, I'm more interested in petting you than the dog."
"Sit, Konan. Sit down, boy." To get the redhead's mind off the animal, Katy locked her in a passionate embrace. Her tongue drove deep into Colleen's mouth. Her hand wandered over her smooth fleshy curves, all the way down to Colleen's pussy. She shoved a finger far inside and began to stroke it back and forth. Her formula was working. Colleen seemed to have forgotten all about the dog. She moaned wantonly under her caresses. "Mmmm, your pussy's hot, darling," Katy told her lewdly.
To the older woman's delight, Colleen began to fumble with the buttons of her blouse. She bared Katy's full tits and began to play with them. "I want to suck your titties," she pleaded.
"Oh yess, Red darling! I'd like that!"
While Colleen sucked hungrily on her lush tits, Katy watched the dog sitting nervously next to them. She knew Konan must have smelled the rich aroma of pussy when she was stroking Colleen's cunt. Konan made a tentative move toward Colleen's pussy that was splayed wantonly as the redhead worked at her tits. When he saw that Katy was not going to discipline him, Konan pressed his nose right into Colleen's red thatch and prodded her sensitized clitoris.
"Uuuuuhhh!" The delicious contact took Colleen completely by surprise. It took her a while to realize what was happening, and by the time she did, it was too late for her to care. The dog was nosing her clit! His cool nose was making her clitoral nub throb into erection! It was lewd! Depraved! But it felt wonderful!
"Ooooooohhhh!"
A little grin played over Katy's features as she watched the redhead part her thighs a little wider for the big dog. She stuck her tit into Colleen's mouth to keep her friend from worrying about the new depravity she was indulging in. "Just let it happen, Red darling! Let Konan make your pussy feel good. You won't believe what he can do for you!"
Incredible as the older woman's words sounded, Colleen let herself be convinced. Because she wanted to. Because she wanted to experience more of that cold contact on her blood-engorged clitoris.
"Aaaaiiieeee!"
Not satisfied to just sniff the woman's seeping pussy, the collie had extended his tongue. He licked all the way from her asshole up over her pussy-hole to the tiny peak of her clitoris. She squirmed like a crazed thing beneath him. Undaunted, Konan licked her again. And again. The female squealed out her praises of his eager lovemaking. She bent her legs and wriggled her cunt up into Konan's muzzle, encouraging him to probe deeper into her. The dog accommodated her by attacking her pussy with hungry gusto, lapping his tongue into all the folds and holes of her fleshy slit.
When the dog's tongue caught at her shy little sphincter, Colleen thought she would faint with excitement. Her mouth sucked ferociously on Katy's tits while her pussy lunged up at the dog, begging him for more.
"Does that feel good, darling? Didn't I tell you Konan was a very special lover?" Katy was impressed with the uninhibited way in which her girlfriend was responding to the dog's ardent tonguing. Colleen was proving herself to be as much a sensualist as Katy herself was. All it took was Katy's guidance in leading her into the situations where she could discover her true capacity for sexuality.
She and David had decided beforehand that Katy should use the time this afternoon to initiate Colleen into the charms of bestiality. Then tonight ... tonight would be the full-dress initiation. Katy tingled when she thought about it. She had feared Colleen might not be ready, but the redhead's lusty responses to Konan's tongue indicated she should be a prime subject for the animal's talented cock.
Katy could feel her own pussy seeping wetly inside her pants as she watched Colleen writhe under Konan's tongue. The young girl's belly was gyrating upward. Her muscles stood out as she strove for more of Konan's attentions.
"Katy! ... Oh Katy! ... It does feel good! It's bad, I know, but his tongue ... it's like fire!"
"No, Red baby! It's not bad! There's nothing bad about pleasure, always remember that!"
Her friend's soothing words eased the nagging accusations of Colleen's conscience. She could feel the pleasure jolts tugging at her insides, urging her onward, upward. The insistent prods of the dog's tongue against her cunt-hole made her nerve-endings flare. She knew if the animal kept on this way, she would come soon.
With Katy to egg her on, and the dog to satisfy her building hunger, Colleen writhed on the floor in front of the fire. She was a helpless slave to her own tormenting desires. Now more than anything she needed the sweet release that the dog's tongue promised her. And, after a time that seemed an endless torture of pleasure, it was hers.
"Oh God, Katy! I'm commmingg-g!" She buried her face in her girlfriend's tits and rammed her cunt relentlessly against the dog's muzzle.
She lay weakly, her head in Katy's lap, recovering from the shock of a tumultuous orgasm. Just as she thought she was going to succumb to sleep, Katy pulled away from her. Surprised, she looked around at the brunette, who was anxiously stripping off her blouse and pants. Katy kneeled naked in front of the dog, her ass waving in Konan's face. It was only then that the redhead noticed the dog's giant red erection.
Colleen's eyes grew big as saucers as the light struck. Was it possible?! Could Katy be going to fuck the dog?!
While her young friend looked on in wonder, Katy wriggled her bare ass back in the dog's direction. The excitement of watching Colleen get licked off had brought the older woman's pussy to a hot peak of longing. Not one to suffer in silence, Katy set about doing something about her rampant horniness. The idea of fucking the animal in front of the innocent Colleen fueled the fires of her lust. No doubt Colleen would be shocked, but Katy hoped there would be something else....
The collie mounted the kneeling woman and began to lunge his swollen cudgel eagerly forward. This time, luck was with Konan and his tapered prick found its wet clinging goal after only three or four tries. His cock soared deep up into her pussy while Katy wailed out her pleasure. The red prick pulled out again almost immediately. Now it gleamed with a shining coating of pussy-juices. Again the dog rammed her deep, establishing a furious pace into her warm willing cunt.
"Holy ... Cow!" For a long time, Colleen scarcely dared breathe. She thought surely something very strange was happening to her. It couldn't be real, what she was seeing. Katy couldn't be fucking a dog. Her moaning pleasure had to be some kind of perverted dream. She actually pinched herself to see if she was asleep. "Ouch!" she muttered. She stared dumbstruck at her friend. It must be happening! Konan was fucking Katy in the same ruthless way he would attack a bitch in the street. "Holy.. Cow!" When she felt a strange tremor down in her pussy, Colleen put her hands over the kinky mound, as though to guard herself from some unnamed threat.
This was a new depravity ... more awesome, more forbidden than any Katy had introduced her to yet.
Could it really feel so good? she wondered. She realized then what Katy would say: If it feels good, it is good. Her mind rebelled. Surely there was no way to rationalize the debauchery of screwing a brute animal.
Katy was giving her young friend the best argument there was for her wanton self-indulgence. She was writhing and moaning excitedly in front of the rutting dog. Her face wore a crazy little grin. Her eyes were glazed over with lust. "Mmmmm ... oooohhh ... I needed to get screwed so bad! Konan always does me so good!"
There was the confession! Obviously this was not the first time Katy had screwed the animal. Colleen thought nervously of Katy's dog, Igor. Did her roommate screw him too?
All the obscene input was too much for the befuddled young girl. She decided to quit trying to understand what was happening. She put her brain on hold, and let herself just watch, uncritical, expecting nothing in particular.
She saw the smooth round globes of Katy's ass lunging backward, colliding with the dog's furry loins. She saw Konan's forepaws clinging lewdly to the tawny curves of Katy's hips. She saw the dog scrambling forward on his hind legs, struggling to penetrate her again and again with his long shining, red prick.
The longer she watched, the more pronounced grew the strange little tremors down her pussy. Though she had just enjoyed one illicit orgasm under the dog's tongue, she felt a growing need to indulge in a second. She was getting hot!
She didn't let herself think about how depraved it was. She just rammed two fingers deep into her pussy and began to stroke them back and forth. "Ooooohhhh!" The dog's cock was so long, so hard-looking. She wondered how a human pussy could take all that. Obviously there was a way. Katy was taking the animal's prick all the way to the hilt and loving every minute of it.
Katy heard the other woman's hungry moan of pleasure. She looked over at Colleen and smiled when she saw what was happening. It was working. Her redheaded lover was turning on to watching her get screwed by a dog. Eager to give the young woman a good show, Katy writhed urgently back onto the dog's cock. She rolled her eyes toward the ceiling each time he impaled her all the way to her sensitive cervix. She wanted Colleen to know how good it was to moan on the end of a dog's prick. She wanted Colleen not to be afraid.
"Oh, Red darling! Konan is such a good lover! He has such a good, filling prick!"
Colleen watched her lover run her tongue anxiously over her lips. Beads of perspiration were standing out on Katy's forehead. Obviously she was working hard to get out the demon that had possessed her. Colleen stroked her fingers more fervently in and out of her pussy, imagining for a moment that her slender impalement was a dog cock. A new surge of excitement rippled through her. Her pussy flared wetly around her fingers. It felt so wonderful!
It was evident from the demented look on the animal's face that he was on the verge of coming. He began to rut more eagerly into Katy's receptive pussy, going faster and faster until....
"Oh God, he's coming in meeee! He's making me commmmmme!" Katy flailed her dark hair wildly around her head as she slammed her ass back against the dog's belly. The lurid performance for her young lover made her climax a particularly intense one.
Colleen had never seen anything like it! The dog and the woman ... coming together! Her own orgasm seemed to sneak up on her. She felt her clitoris spasm, and suddenly her whole body was bent double in the convulsive energy of release.
To Colleen's surprise, Katy didn't act as if anything unusual had happened. She rose to her feet and gathered up her clothes. "Come on. Let's go shower, Red darling. We want to look nice for David when he gets here."
David! What would he think if he knew! Maybe he already knew ... Colleen began to wonder if she was in over her head.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When David returned, Colleen and Katy were sitting on the couch in low-cut evening gowns, sipping Manhattans. They had each already had one. Colleen was feeling tipsy, enough so that she didn't feel at all shy when a stranger entered the front door behind David. She stared at him inquisitively. He smiled at her.
She knew she looked good. She and Katy had spent a lot of time playing with makeup and arranging one another's hair in high-fashion chignons. They both looked like high society ladies, Colleen thought. The newcomer seemed to appreciate her beauty. He didn't take his eyes off her until well after they were introduced.
"Colleen, this is Zeke Matthews, an old friend of mine from my air force days."
Her eyes never left the man's. She wasn't going to let him stare her down. "I didn't know you were in the service, David. How do you do, Zeke?"
"I've never felt better. You, lovely lady, are a sight for sore eyes."
"Have you tried Murine? Hi, Zeke. How are you?"
"Just great, Katy, my love. I see your taste in friends is as good as ever. You'd think they'd have a better influence on you."
Colleen looked anxiously at David.
"Don't worry, Colleen. It's a friendly rivalry, you might say. They can't decide whether they love or hate each other."
Katy laughed and got up. She gave Zeke a hug. "You have the ugliest sense of humor in the world, Zeke. But I like you anyway. Mainly because I know that, deep down, you adore me."
"Sure, Katy. Only I don't like to talk about that part of my anatomy in public."
Katy laughed and slapped him on the back. "Would you like a Manhattan, Zeke?"
"I'd rather have whisky neat. And I'll pour it myself if you don't mind. I think you probably owe me a shot of strychnine by now."
"You should know ... I'd never waste good cock." She patted his groin familiarly. Colleen was taken aback. Was this another one of Katy's lovers? "Don't worry, Red. It's all on the up and up. Zeke isn't even married. Just like David. You'd think these guys were queer, wouldn't you?"
Colleen knew that Katy could talk hard, but she had never been around her friend when she was being quite this loose. She realized Katy was learning to trust her more. After all they had shared, why shouldn't she? The redhead blushed at the thought of what had been going on in this very room a couple of hours before.
David bent down to her. "Can I get you another drink, beautiful? Something to stop the hot flashes?" His eyes twinkled. His look was kind, indulgent.
"Sure, David. Thank you."
After three drinks, Colleen was more than tipsy. She was getting downright drunk. She giggled and looked around to see if anyone had noticed. They hadn't. She realized the others were at least as polluted as she was. She giggled again. She was having a good time. It was fun to be up with the "grown-ups." She had come a long way. A few months ago, she would have been uncomfortable in the presence of three such handsome, sophisticated people. They talked about beautiful people and places the way the folks back home talked about the price of toilet paper.
When Zeke had poured his third drink, he walked over to the couch rather than returning to his cushion on the floor. He squeezed his tall, strong body in between Katy and Colleen. He put a hand on each girl's knee. Colleen was surprised, but flattered by the attention. She felt a hot pleasurable flash somewhere deep in her belly.
"I forgot tomention, Colleen." David's voice from the bar sounded like it was coming through a dream. Zeke's hand was massaging her thigh, higher and higher. "Zeke is the surprise I told you I'd bring back. I thought you and he might get along."
"Clever fellow, that David," Zeke murmured as his mouth sought Colleen's. Their lips collided hotly. Their tongues struggled against one another with lascivious haste. Then, accepting the alien intrusion, they began to play with one another, licking, caressing, probing. The redhead had enough liquor flowing through her veins that she didn't question this lusty turn of events. Rather, she welcomed it. Her pussy was feeling hungry. Her afternoon with Katy had only whetted her appetite. The lewd things she had done and seen excited her in afterthought. Zeke's hand and mouth acted like a magnet to draw out her sexuality.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned eagerly as his hand forced its way into the slit in her evening gown, up toward her pussy. She and Katy had decided not to wear any underwear beneath their dresses. His hand found bare snatch. His fingers stroked the moist, furrimmed slit with greedy enthusiasm. "Ooooohhh ... " Her inhibitions destroyed by alcohol, Colleen let her thighs fall open. She wailed with pleasure as his fingers explored deeper inside her wet furrow.
Zeke had forgotten totally about Katy sitting on the other side of him. He enveloped the wanton redhead in his arms, stroking her pussy with skilled fingers, probing her mouth with his tongue. He didn't notice when Katy left the couch and went to sit on David's lap in his big armchair.
"I have a feeling this is going to be a good night." The brunette insinuated her tongue into David's ear and worked it lightly over the sensitive membrane. She could feel a promising tremor under her ass. She knew David loved to have his ears kissed. It always made his cock hard.
"Mmmmm, what you do to me!" David pinched her nipples through her dress. Then he shoved his hand in under her dress and found the wet soft folds of her cunt. "Yeah, that's what I like! You're a regular little matchmaker, Katy. Colleen and Zeke are crazy about each other already." He began to kiss her blooming tits. Her soft tit-flesh yielded enticingly to his hungry lips.
"I knew she'd like him. He's almost as good as you are! Uuuuuuuhhh ... David! I love what you do to me! My pussy's so wet!" She pulled his head down closer into her breasts. "You kiss my titties so ni-i-ice!"
Zeke knew he had a hot one on his hands. Colleen was writhing against him like an untamed wildcat, squirming her snatch down against his fingers, kissing him feverishly. He could feel the plentiful juices from her twat flowing over his hand. Impulsively, he drove two fingers deep up into the tight clasping hole of her cunt.
"Uuuuuuhhhh ... oh God, it's good! It's good!" Colleen didn't know when she had ever felt this totally abandoned. She realized the men had come back with the intention of initiating an orgy. She could hear Katy and David making out somewhere in the room. None of the perverse goings-on shocked her at all anymore. She felt so open, so free. And so hungry for this big man who was making love to her with such winning skill.
She ground her pussy greedily down onto his skewering fingers. She knew she was wet. The sluicing sound of her cunt gripping his fingers was like an aphrodisiac to the aroused girl. His fingers were good--so good--but she wanted more.
"Ooooohhh ... fuck me! Please fuck meeee!" She had never said anything like it in her life before. But the words sprang easily to her lips. They brought a titillating jolt to her snatch. For the first time, she wanted to be lewd, really lewd. She wanted it ... all of it she could get. She wanted to fuck herself silly. At last she realized that that was what the game was all about--the game that Katy had taught her to play.
Overwhelmed by the redheaded beauty's naked lust, Zeke pulled her down onto the rug. He made her kneel facing the couch so her upper torso was supported by it. He pushed her dress up high over her hips so her naked ass was squirming back at him. Its round smooth contours made his cock throb mightily in his pants. He pulled it out. His prick was long and stiff, swollen purple with desire. His eyes glazed over with his lewd intent, he parted her ripe ass cheeks and looked at her brown asshole and the pink slit beneath it. Her pussy was inflamed, puffed out with lust.
While she mewled out her greedy anticipation, Zeke guided his mushroom-shaped cockhead to her cunt-hole and shoved. His throbbing member drove deep into her wet snatch, driving her flesh before it in soft sensual ripples of pleasure.
Colleen threw her head back and tossed her red hair crazily about her face. Her carefully pinned chignon was fast falling apart, disheveled victim to her desire. "Oooooohhh yessssss ... I like that! Ooooohhh! It's good! It's good, Zeke!"
"You're telling me it's good, baby!" the big man grunted. Her twat was incredibly tight, caressing his cock with clinging folds of pure honeyed sensation. Zeke was panting like a kid with his first piece of ass. It was unbelievable, what this sexy young girl was doing to him! He began to stroke his prick in and out of her cunt in long urgent strokes. With fascinated wonder, he watched her shapely ass wriggle under his penetrating member. She was moaning and shaking and humping her buttocks at him like she would never stop! "Uuuuuhhh! Christ, you're hot stuff, baby!"
On the other side of the room, David and Katy were watching the urgent coupling with rapt attention. David's cock had grown rock-hard in his pants. Katy wriggled her buttocks hungrily down into his lap as his hand stroked her pussy. Then, unwilling to wait any longer, she raised up and pulled his prick from his fly. Pulling up her dress, she positioned her pussy over his turgid member ... and sat down.
"Uuuuhh, God, your cock feels good in me!" She spat out her words between clenched teeth. Like an animal driven by need, she began to raise and lower her buttocks over David's lap. His cock drove deep into her twat on each instroke. When she raised up, his penis emerged shining and swollen, visible for just a moment before she swallowed him up again. "God, David ... look at them go! Red's turned into a hungry little beast, hasn't she? I love her for it!"
David's eyes gleamed lustily. He watched the white beckoning moons of Colleen's buttocks gyrating in front of Zeke's pummeling prick. The sight was intensely erotic. The effect was heightened by the hot wet caresses of Katy's cunt rising and falling over his pulsing prick. "Oh Katy, baby ... you got us a good one this time! She's going to be a good girl to have around! That's it, Katy! Fuck me, baby!"
Through an alcohol-dimmed fog, Colleen heard the lusty cries of her two friends, mating over in the big armchair. She looked back at them for just a moment. She saw them looking at her, obviously excited by what she was doing. The exhibitionist in Colleen started to churn her ass more fervently back at Zeke's loins. She wanted to give them a good show. She wanted them all to come like crazy! "I love it, Katy!" she wailed. "I love the feel of Zeke's big prick in my pussy!"
The obscenities tumbled freely from the redhead's mouth. Her lust had unleashed a demon inside her. The more excited her pussy got, the more feverishly she craved the big man's cock ... the more she gave way to the rising sensuality that had been locked inside her for so long. But she had been frightened. She had been tight-fisted with her sexuality. Now it was all tumbling out--the real Colleen Fitzgerald, the raw guts woman inside Colleen. "Oooooohhh! Fuck me, Zeke! Fuck me!"
It was no easy task, keeping up with the wriggling, lust-crazed redhead. But Zeke was doing his admirable best. He drove his prick deep into her pussy time after time. Each time, he groaned at the intense pleasure her clutching cunt dealt his rock-hard member. "Colleen, honey ... I love fucking you! I sure do!"
"Look at her! Look at her go!" Awed by her roommate's unrestrained libido, Katy ground her pussy up and down over David's cock in time to the writhings of Colleen's buttocks. The brunette could feel her belly swelling with pleasure. She was feeling faint, half-distracted by pleasure. Not much longer now for Katy....
"Christ your cunt feels good, Katy! Move it! Move it, baby!" David's fingers left welts in her smooth flesh as he guided her hips up and down over his cock. Her pussy-muscles were gripping him convulsively, pulling on him.
As his thick juices gathered and exploded deep into her pussy, Katy felt her own climax radiating through her. She had needed only that extra shove of her lover's excitement to set her off.
Absorbed as they were in each other, Zeke and Colleen knew what was happening behind them. They both worked harder, reveling in the thought that their shameless show had helped push their friends up to orgasm. It was Colleen who finally gave way to the rushing tide of release.
"Oh! Oh! Ooohh, I'm commmmmingg-g! Aaahhhhh!" She slammed her buttocks violently back against Zeke's loins. The force of her gesture set him free.
"Uuuhh! Jeez!" He threw himself upon her. Her tight twat was filled to overflowing with his potent load.
It was some time before any of them had the energy to move. Katy got up first, to call in Konan for the night. The big collie stood just inside the door, surveying the four disheveled humans. Only Colleen was still not conscious enough to know the dog was with them. She still knelt, bent over the couch, her naked ass poised in the air. Her hands clung to the couch cushion that her head rested upon. She was smiling vaguely at some secret thought there in her own private world.
CHAPTER NINE
Colleen's secret thoughts were interrupted by the invasion of a blunt, brutal reality.
Drawn by her strong female scent, and by her suggestive position, Konan walked up to the kneeling redhead. His tongue poked into the slit between her buttocks and contacted hot seeping pussy-flesh.
"Oooooohhh!" Without even looking to see what was happening to her, Colleen began to wiggle her ass cheeks in front of the big animal's face. Her vague smile gradually grew into a broad pleased grin. She licked her lips hungrily. "Mmmmm, more ... "
Intrigued by the redhead's lewd acceptance of the dog's caresses, the three humans, stripped naked now of their cum-stained clothes, gathered round to watch. This was the moment Katy had been grooming her young friend for all day. It almost looked as though Colleen was going to slip into the trap herself, without even being pushed by any human hand. Konan's long talented pink tongue was doing one heck of a selling job all on its own.
Colleen didn't bother to try to figure out which of her lovers was licking her wet twat with such greedy abandon. The sensations were familiar, and exciting. She loved the way her clitoris throbbed with arousal every time the rough moist pressure grazed over it. Something soft and warm rubbed over her ass cheeks from time to time. It felt sensual too, like being wrapped naked in a nice fur coat.
Fur! That was it! With wide-open eyes, the redhead looked around at the big dog who was slaving devotedly between her upturned ass cheeks. Slyly, she cast a glance at her three friends. What must they think of her? Katy, she knew, would approve, but the men?
All three faces wore a bemused mask of lust. Obviously what she was doing turned them on. They were watching the dog's tongue snaking over her exposed genitals with starry-eyed excitement. Maybe it would be all right then, to let Konan finish what he was doing. It felt so good!
Sensing her confusion, David smiled at her reassuringly. "It's exciting, Colleen. We like to watch you. You're a very sexy woman."
"Yes, Red darling. Let Konan make you feel good. It'll turn us on to see you." Katy's pussy throbbed lustfully as she contemplated the depraved initiation that was awaiting her young friend. She could hardly wait to see Colleen screw the dog in front of all of them. She wanted to see the redhead respond to the same perversity that she herself so enjoyed.
There was only one more word of approval that Colleen needed. She looked shyly at Zeke, her whole body tense with the effort of holding out against the dog's tantalizing tonguing. She couldn't let go. Not until she was sure it was okay.
The big man who had just become her lover smiled at her and winked. "Do it for me, baby! I want you to let the dog do it to you!" His meaning escaped Colleen for the moment. But she grinned with satisfaction that she was free now to enjoy that fine talented, long tongue.
With renewed abandon, the disheveled redhead thrust her buttocks back to meet the big dog's tongue. She still wore her evening dress, wrapped around her waist, falling off one shoulder. Her hair hung in long heavy curls that at the beginning of the evening had been pinned neatly in a bun. It bounced wildly around her head as she strove to lure the animal's tongue deeper into her craving pink slit.
As Konan licked the redhead's cunt, her clitoris, her asshole to fiery distraction, Katy crawled over to her young friend and sat on the rug next to her. She stroked the redhead's sleek hips and buttocks. She smiled into Colleen's wide green eyes when she turned to look at her. "Oh, Red! You look so sexy, baby! You're really turning Konan on! He's got a hard-on for you! Can you see it?"
The younger woman's wide eyes grew big as saucers. She looked back over her shoulder, straining to catch a glimpse of the animal's erection. There it was! Long and pointed and hard, just the way it had been when it was stroking into Katy's cunt that afternoon. There was an idea in the back of her mind ... something that Katy was leading up to. She looked back at her friend expectantly.
"Why don't you let him stick his big cock into your pussy?" Katy felt Colleen's body tense under her hand. She was going to have to go easier. "Konan can make a woman feel good, Colleen. Believe me. You saw what he did to me this afternoon." Colleen looked anxiously over at the men, trying to warn Katy that she was blowing her secret.
"It's okay, Red. Zeke and David know I like to screw dogs. They like to watch me. It turns them on. It would turn them on to see you do it."
"Christ, yes, Colleen! Why don't you do it for us?" Zeke's voice boomed with suppressed lustful energy.
The redhead's eyes flew from the watchful men to her dark-haired girlfriend and back again. Her buttocks still responded rhythmically to the dog's tonguing. But her mind was preoccupied.
What kind of depravity was Katy leading her into now? Did she dare do it? Obviously it felt good to be screwed by a dog. Katy had almost gone out of her mind this afternoon when Konan was fucking her pussy. The memory brought an insistent little tremor of excitement to Colleen's loins. She was still hot down there ... despite all the pleasure she had enjoyed today. A hard cock would feel good.
She complied mutely when Katy pulled off her dress. She felt the other woman's hands caress her back, her ass, her tits. Katy began to milk her two full tits with rough tantalizing caresses. The sensations took Colleen's mind off her moral dilemma and returned it to her physical one. She was burning up ... hungry for pleasure. And Katy was offering her a brand new way to get it. "Mmmmm ... my titties feel nice. You're making them feel so good, Katy!"
"You're going to feel even better in a minute, Red darling. Just wait and see. Come on, Konan! Up, boy, up!"
Katy wasn't giving Colleen any further opportunity to think over her offer. Instead, she stroked the girl soothingly, held her in her kneeling position while the big collie mounted her firm swaying ass cheeks. The brunette experienced a lustful tremor as she watched the dog's furry paws grip the redhead's milk-white hips.
As soon as the dog was in position behind the slavishly waiting girl, he began to rut forward, trying to embed his swollen cock in something hot and wet and fleshy. Again and again, he slammed his loins against the redhead's smooth ass cheeks ... while three excited watchful observers looked on.
Katy knew Konan usually needed help to lodge his cock in a human pussy. But she enjoyed watching the primal struggle for conquest of dog over woman. The girl was trembling noticeably, obviously still waging a war of sorts in her drink-addled brain. Katy could see from her eyes that Colleen was excited by what was happening. Still the redhead tried to shrink away from the dog's firm grip. That was the brutal pinch of reality that made the idea of screwing a dog something more than fantasy. The brunette could remember her own fear the first time she had experimented with an awesome dog cock. She could also remember the eventual filling pleasure that had hooked her ever since on her depraved indulgence.
"Katy?" Colleen asked anxiously. She said nothing else, but her big eyes looked back at her girlfriend, waiting for some much-needed reassurance.
"Don't worry, Red darling. I'm here. I won't let anything bad happen to you. You'll love it! Honest!"
The more ardently the dog thrust his heavy cock forward, the more excited the young redhead became. She could feel the animal's stiff penis thwacking against her thighs. With a hard filling cock so near, her pussy flared with urgent excitement. Consequences be damned, she wanted that big animal prick up in her needy cunt!
While the others watched, Colleen hunched her ass back at the lunging dog. She was trying to help him now to sink his turgid instrument deep in her pussy. Again she looked at her girlfriend. Only this time, the look in her eyes was one of urgent excitement. "Katy? Help him do it to me ... please!"
Katy almost couldn't believe her ears. Her reluctant young protege was growing more uninhibited by the moment. She was falling prey to the tantalizing lure of the swollen dog cock banging against her thighs. Her own heart beating fast, the brunette reached for the animal's weighty prick and guided it toward the wet ready hole of Colleen's pussy. "Oh, Red ... his cock is so hard! It's going to feel so good inside your cunt, baby!"
At the first touch of the dog's cockhead pressing into her cunt, Colleen grunted with passionate abandon. She squirmed her ass ruthlessly back, impaling herself on the iron-hard rod. Only when Konan's cock was all the way up inside, slamming against her cervix, did she realize what she had done. "Aaaaggghhhh! No! It hurts! He's too big in meeee! Too hard!"
The animal paid her cries of pain no heed. He began to saw his cock in and out of her protesting pussy, establishing a hard-driving rhythm that knocked the girl crazily forward on each instroke. His forepaws maintained a firm grip on her hips. Hard as she struggled, Colleen couldn't wriggle free.
Desperate and frightened, Colleen turned to her roommate for help. She saw the glazed lust in Katy's eyes as the brunette bent down to watch the dog's cock screwing in and out of her pussy. "Katy! Make him stop! Please! He's hurting meeee!" It hurt her even more that Katy didn't even take her eyes off the skewering rhythmic collision of cock and cunt.
"Don't worry, Red baby! It'll feel good! I promise! Just give Konan some time!"
"I don't want to! It hurts! It hurts!" She looked over at the two men. No hope there. Both David and Zeke sported massive erections. Funny little grins played over their mouths as they watched her struggle with the rutting dog. No doubt about it! She was alone in her misery! No one was going to pull her free of the tireless dog cock.
Resigned to her depraved fate, Colleen knelt defeated in front of Konan as his cock surged again and again into the deepest recesses of her clenching pussy. His prick-tip slammed into her belly-flesh, took her breath away. In the interests of self-preservation, she began to maneuver her ass this way and that, looking for the best angle to take his brutal impalements. If she couldn't stop him, she might as well suffer as little as possible.
"Jeez ... look at her go! She's turning on to it! She's moving that sweet little ass like there was no tomorrow! Crazy!"
"She's a hot one, Zeke! Katy really knows how to pick her friends. Can you imagine that sweet hot hole of hers wrapped around that ugly dog cock! Shit!" Since he met her, David had felt a kind of affection for the beautiful young redhead. Still, that feeling did not get in the way of his lust. He was too excited now by what he was witnessing to have any concern for the girl's plight. After all, he had seen Katy screw dogs many times. She always loved it. Already it looked like Colleen too was falling victim to the hot allure of dog cock.
"God, look at Konan screw you, Red! He's really doing you good!" Her voice distorted with lust, Katy was playing with her clitoris while she kept her eyes glued to the ramming dog cudgel. She had been waiting a long time to see her pretty roommate get fucked senseless by a dog. The sight turned her on intensely. Her vulnerable clit grew hard as stone as she circled it again and again with a juices-coated finger. "Uuuuuuuhh ... shit, you turn me on, Red!"
Colleen didn't want to believe her own ears. She looked around at the older woman.
It was true! Katy was enjoying watching her take this cruel battering from the big dog! She was getting off on it! Again she looked at the two men. They were stroking their cocks slowly, smiling at her, enjoying her obscene predicament.
Disgusted at first by her friends' fickleness, Colleen knelt hopeless and helpless in front of the rutting dog. She wasn't fighting him at all anymore. There was no point in it. She was deserted. She was pitiful victim of her so-called friends' eccentric sensuality. She let herself be pushed forward by Konan's long lunging instrokes.
And then the impossible happened. She began to wiggle her buttocks backward ... not to try to ease the pain any more, but to welcome the pleasure. Katy had been right. There was a strange pleasure stealing in through all her nerve-endings. The very hopelessness of her situation was beginning to turn her on.
At last, she could appreciate the tireless zeal of the dog's swollen cock. It surged up into her clinging pussy again and again, bringing her wave after wave of overwhelming excitement. Konan's enthusiasm drove her on, taking her to higher and higher peaks of shameless abandon.
Incredible as it seemed, she had learned to find pleasure in her own debasement. She was loving getting screwed by a big dumb animal! "Uuuuuhh! Yeah! Come on, Konan! Screw me! Screw me!" The sound of her own obscene words made her rut harder back at the passion-crazed animal. She was being a whore and she knew it. And she loved it! "Katy! It's good! It's good, darling!" At last she understood exactly what Katy enjoyed most about screwing a dog. It was that weird masochistic exhilaration of being vulnerable prey to a lust that was primitive as the dawn of mankind and dark as a witch's spell.
"Oh, I knew you'd like it, Red! I knew it! Oh baby, Konan's fucking you so good!" By now, Katy was finger-fucking herself mindlessly. Her fingers flew in and out of her wet pussy, massaging her cunt-walls to a throbbing pulse of desire. She looked desperately back at the men. "Somebody fuck me! I can't take it anymore!"
Both men had been thoroughly absorbed in the redhead's lusty conversion to dog-fucking. They felt their cocks hard with turgid excitement from watching her learn to grind her ass back against the dog's loins. Katy's lurid self-manipulations next to Colleen only made the show that much more titillating. It took the brunette's shameless declaration of need to bring them out of their stupor.
It was Zeke who headed for Katy. She was already kneeling in an appropriate position to be taken doggie fashion. He pushed her forward so her ass was waving high in the air. His cockhead found her open wet hole and plunged deep inside. "Christ, it feels good in there, Katy!"
"Oh yesssss! Screw me, Zeke! Hard! I want it hard and fast!" That was the way Konan was doing it to Colleen. She wanted it the same way. She wanted to be an animal too! She and Zeke watched the redhead writhing beneath the dog's penis while they moaned out their own mutual pleasure.
David had his own ideas about finding a place in the frenetic orgy. He sat on the couch in front of Colleen, his legs straddling her head. While his tongue ran hungrily over his lips, he ran his cock-tip over the girl's lips. "Suck my prick, Red!" he told her harshly. His cock throbbed with urgent lust. It needed the raunchy touch of her mouth on his sensitive flesh.
Colleen had had little experience with cock-sucking. The idea had always frightened her a little. But now was no time for squeamishness. She opened her mouth wide to admit the swollen rubbery shaft of David's cock. She felt the cock-tip collide with the back of her throat. For a moment, she thought she would gag. But she recovered and started to bob her head up and down over his engorged shaft. Her lips nibbled hungrily at every millimeter of stretched membrane. When she heard David moaning with arousal, she worked harder and faster. She used her tongue to stab his prick here and there. She wanted to bring the man pleasure ... as much pleasure as she herself was experiencing.
It delighted her that David had thought of this new addition to her salacious enslavement. There was something intensely tantalizing about being held captive between two rutting cocks. One, a dog's. One, a lusty older man's. She worked like a lewd Cinderella to please them both. Her buttocks slammed back against the dog's loins. Her lips sucked and laved and nibbled the turgid length of David's obscenely embedded prick.
"Christ, is there nothing you don't do better than all the rest! Your mouth is like butter, baby!" Absorbed in his excitement, David knew no praise high enough for the wanton redhead who was sucking his cock to hard, throbbing perfection.
Katy heard his words and felt a revival of the jealousy she had experienced the first time she saw David with Colleen. So the girl was better than all the rest, eh? He had one hell of a short memory.
To remind her lover of her own lusty capacities, Katy began to moan loudly under the harsh pummeling of Zeke's thick cock. She screwed her buttocks back against him with ferocious abandon. Her pussy-muscles maneuvered this way and that, massaging Zeke's cock until it was as hard as it had ever been in his whole life! He grunted excitedly, striving to keep up with the inspired girl.
"Shit, Katy! I always knew you were a little whore! Jee-zuz, move your sweet ass! Uuuuuhhh!"
Absorbed as he was in the warm mouth loving his cock, David did not miss the show Katy was putting on for him. Every now and then, he and Katy liked to remind each other where their first loyalties lay in these orgy situations. He felt a pang of love for the sex-crazed brunette who wanted everything she could get out of life ... her own man, when she wanted him, and the rest of the world, on the same terms. He liked to goad her every now and then just to remind her that he was not oblivious to the charms of other women. It made her appreciate him more.
The room was a riot of slaps and moans and squeals and groans. The big collie continued to fuck the kneeling Colleen with insistent zeal while she sucked the swollen cock poised in front of her. Katy and Zeke kept their eyes locked on the threesome while they screwed each other with increasing abandon.
No one was sure afterward where it all started. "Oh God! I'm coming!"
"Ohhh! Jeez! Uuuuuhh! I'm coming too!"
"Harder, Zeke! Deeper, faster! Here I commmmme!"
"Oooooohhh! Yesssss!"
Even the dog succumbed to the pell-mell passion of the moment.
It was determined that Katy would sleep with David, Zeke with Colleen. Katy dragged David back to his bedroom even before the others were ready to retire. "I was wondering if you remembered who your girl was!" she taunted him as she began to plant moist kisses all over his belly.
He stroked her long dark hair. "I've never forgotten, baby! I'm just surprised that youmention it! I thought we were too sophisticated for that sort of thing!"
"David, sometimes you're an ass! Now shut up while I show you what a real headjob is like!"
He did, and she did. Neither one of them got to sleep before dawn. They felt good about each other. They even decided to keep their relationship exclusive of beautiful redheads, for a while at least.
CHAPTER TEN
Colleen was hurt when David and Katy suddenly quit inviting her along on dates. Katy was still as friendly as ever. She and the redhead even made love from time to time. Colleen had her first chance to Screw Katy's big collie, Igor. For a long time she let her puzzlement go unvoiced. Finally her curiosity got the better of her. She asked. Straight out.
Katy looked surprised, as though she hadn't noticed anything strange in the course of events. "David and I go through spaces, that's all. Sometimes we like to do sharing scenes. Sometimes we don't."
"Oh. I see."
"We both still love you, you know that. We'll get together again sometime.
"Sure. How is David these days?" Colleen couldn't keep a hint of bitterness out of her voice. She felt slighted. She had thought there was more between all of them. Even Zeke hadn't called her after he sent her roses and a mink coat the Monday following their wild weekend. She'd been thrilled about the coat, but she wanted a little personal recognition too.
"He's just fine." Katy was being almost too oblivious to the younger woman's feelings. Colleen was beginning to have her suspicions. Could Katy be keeping her away from David, for jealous reasons? She wanted to throw the idea away as soon as it came up. But it stayed to nag at the back of her mind. "I forgot to tell you. He said Zeke thinks you're a real doll. He's going to give you a ring when he gets back from Europe."
"When will that be?"
"Three, maybe four months."
Colleen was beginning to learn something about her relationship with Katy. Katy would help her from time to time, when she was good and ready, when it suited her own purposes. But already the novelty for the brunette had worn off. Colleen was just one of many horses in her stable, so to speak. She decided she had better take care of finding her own friends from here on in. At least she had the advantage now of knowing what to look for. Bored, older men with lots of money.
It took a while before she found just the sort of man to suit her needs. Someone who would appreciate her and reward her well for her time and attentions. Someone who knew her true value. It had taken her experiences with Katy's friends to teach Colleen just what her value was. At last she realized just what kind of effect she had on men.
* * *
"Mr. Bridges, can I get you another cup of coffee?" She smiled brightly at the fortyish man who had become a regular customer at Vino's in the last few weeks. He came more to see her, she knew, than out of any fondness for the food. He always sat in her section. She always gave him impeccable service. She was even learning to flirt for conscious effect.
"Why thank you, Colleen. You always anticipate my needs. It's almost as if you knew more about me than I do." He laughed heartily. His belly shook. He was about twenty-five pounds overweight.
"That's my job, Mr. Bridges. A good waitress keeps the customers happy by never letting them wonder when she's going to get back to their table."
He looked her up and down, his gray eyes resting on the lush fold between her tits. "Excellent, my dear. You mean you spend this much time on every customer?"
She blushed prettily. She knew men liked it, so she had learned how to create the effect on cue. "Well ... not quite. You get a little more attention than the others."
"Ahhah!" His eyes narrowed as they scrutinized her face. It was as if he was taking her measure, trying to decide how far she could be trusted. She knew Mr. Bridges was a stock speculator. He probably looked at everybody that way. "You know a good tipper when you see one! Well, to tell you the truth, you get a little more than the others, too."
"Oh, Mr. Bridges! Do you think I look after you just for the money? There couldn't be any other reason?" She knew he was getting a good view between her tits as she bent forward to take his dinner dishes. She flashed her green eyes invitingly at him as she straightened up. Now that she knew how to handle men, it seemed like a cinch. Now that she was in touch with her sexuality, it was easy to project herself to men.
He smiled at her for several moments, saying nothing. Her eyes never left his. That seemed to impress him. "How would you like to go out with me after work?" he asked bluntly. His look was no longer mistrustful. Apparently he was satisfied with what he had found out.
She made no bones about her enthusiasm for the idea. "That would be very nice. I'll meet you out front at eleven."
"Done."
She brought his second cup of coffee, but he didn't even raise his eyes from his newspaper. He picked her up in his Cadillac in front of Vino's. He smiled at her low-cut evening dress. "Just happen to have it with you?"
"I keep it in my locker. I often go out after work."
"Why don't you sit closer to me? This car's too big for getting acquainted unless you cuddle up close."
She put her arm lightly through his and pressed her thigh against him. She lay her head on his shoulder and watched the miles roll by. Mr. Bridges did most of the talking. He had a lot of problems on his mind. Talking to someone seemed to help. She found what he had to say about investing money fascinating even though she couldn't grasp it all. The very thought of so much money being made every day kept her a captive audience. Her dream was that some day, that kind of money would be flowing into her pocket.
She wanted to be as rich as Katy, so she could do whatever she wanted. It was hard to live with a woman who had two closets jammed with clothes and shoes, without catching the fever. Colleen had learned to resent her own puny wardrobe ... and the fact that she didn't have the money to give her an automatic right to participate in Katy's world. Katy could afford to make fun of her boss. What did it matter if she lost her job? Katy could fly to Montreal or Palm Springs or wherever she wanted, just for the weekend. That was how Colleen wanted her life. Maybe meeting this Mr. Bridges was step one in getting her there.
They stopped at an expensive restaurant along the coast highway. He ordered seafood and white wine. Colleen enjoyed the attention of the waiter even more than she had when she was out with David and Katy. This time, she was here because of her own initiative. Not because Katy had a plan for her.
"You know, Colleen," Mr. Bridges told her over an exotic Floating Island dessert, "I could help you a great deal. I could invest some money for you, set you up with a fine little nest egg."
She smiled eagerly. "Oh, Mr. Bridges! Would you really do that for me?"
"Of course ... if I get a little something back. You're a very beautiful woman, Colleen."
It was at this point that her new understanding of the world really showed up. "You don't have to say any more, Mr. Bridges. I think we could work something out that would be very pleasant for both of us." She smiled suggestively. His gray eyes weighed her.
"Let's get back to the car," he said.
He had parked the car some distance from the road, in a large sand parking lot that held only two or three other cars. He walked her back with his arm around her, his hand caressing her tit intimately, trying to delve into her low-cut cleavage. "What do you say, Colleen?" he whispered hoarsely. "Are you ready to seal our bargain?"
She felt an answering tingle in her belly. There was something very cold and business-like about Mr. Bridges. She knew he was more interested in what she could do for him than who she was. But it didn't matter to her. She felt the same way about him. "Yes, Mr. Bridges." Her voice quavered. She was frightened and excited by the new bold lifestyle she was choosing for herself. She had never consciously made love for gain before.
"I want you to know, Colleen, I like to play a lot. Sometimes I get a little rough. But don't worry. I would never hurt you."
He sounded so dead serious, for a moment she was tempted to back out. She forced herself to remember all the good things that were going to come from this. The first stage in learning to be an independent adult was to trust her own judgment. She had chosen Mr. Bridges for her special attention. It was too late to change her mind. "I trust you, Mr. Bridges." She was telling herself, too.
"Good girl." He opened the passenger door and pulled back the front seat. "Get in." He pushed her rather roughly into the back seat and followed her in. From the floor he retrieved some strong rope. "Lie down on your stomach, please, Colleen. I'm going to tie you up."
Her wide eyes stared at him dumbfounded. Then slowly, timidly, she obeyed. A new kind of thrill throbbed through her pussy. He tied her hands behind her back and her feet together. She was helpless. Automatically she squirmed against the ropes, to test them. She got nowhere. The rope dug cruelly into her wrists and ankles. "It hurts, Mr. Bridges," she murmured. Again, a masochistic surge stabbed her pussy-lips.
"You're my prisoner now, Colleen," he told her. She could tell he was very excited. His voice was hoarse, distorted. "I'm not going to tell you where I'm taking you, or what I'm going to do. That'll all be up to me. Understand?" His hands roamed lecherously over the slinky material of her evening dress, massaging the trim taper of her waist, the smooth inviting bulges of her ass cheeks. He stabbed his fingers against the slit in between, bunching her dress up against her asshole. Hot pangs shot through her whole helplessly pinioned body.
"Ooooohhh," she murmured and squirmed her buttocks back against his hand. It had never occurred to the redhead that Mr. Bridges would want to play this hard. She realized she should be shocked by the lewd humiliation he was heaping upon her. Instead, she was enjoying the tantalizing moisture teasing her cunt-lips. "Mmmmm."
"That's all you get right now," he told her. He climbed into the front seat and guided the car out onto the road. Colleen lost track of how long they were driving. She kept struggling against her bonds, relishing the perversely exciting terror of being a man's prisoner, tied up in his car, headed for an unknown destination. When she wriggled against the ropes, her pussy mound ground salaciously into the car seat beneath her. Her clitoris grew hard and swollen. Each movement became an agony of pleasure.
Though she was pretty sure it was all a game, there was always the unknown factor of the man driving the Cadillac. Her fate all depended on him. Rather than becoming afraid at her helplessness, Colleen grew more and more aroused. She could hardly wait for him to stop the car, to pay attention to her again. "Mr. Bridges!" she called. She was playing the game now, getting into her role.
"What do you want?" he called back over his shoulder.
"Please untie me, Mr. Bridges! My wrists are getting so sore! Please!" She writhed sensuously down against the car seat. Throbbing pangs of excitement soared from her clitoris throughout her body ... her belly tingled, her breasts swelled with excitement.
"Just be patient, my lovely. You'll get what you want soon enough."
She tried to talk to him some more, but he wouldn't reply. They drove in silence for some time longer. Then Mr. Bridges brought the car to a halt and turned out the lights. Colleen realized they must be far from civilization. Only the pale light of the moon filtered into the car to show her the man's leering face as he climbed into the back.
A real tremor of fear mixed with the excitement as she strained her neck to look at him. He was kneeling on the floor, stroking her ass, her thighs, her back. "What ... what are you going to do to me?" Suddenly he grabbed hold of her and maneuvered her into a sitting position. "Mr. Bridges ... what ... ?"
"Shut up!" he grunted in a voice that sounded like he meant it. She shut up. He untied the rope that fastened her ankles. She breathed a sigh of relief, but it was fleeting. While he held one leg down with his knee, he raised the other up toward the nearest window and tied her ankle to the clothing hook above. When she was secure, he did the same thing with the other ankle on the other side.
Colleen kept trying to squirm against him, but she got nowhere. Obviously, he enjoyed her feeble efforts to resist him. He grunted and held her even tighter. When her ankles were tied securely, one to either side, she was overwhelmed with a thrill of humiliation. Her pussy was wide open to him, naked and vulnerable to his every desire. With her hands tied behind her, she could do nothing to protect her exposed genitals. He pushed her dress up all the way to her waist and grinned lecherously at the open pink furrow of her pussy. She whimpered with shame and excitement and watched as he slowly pulled down the zipper of his fly.
His cock slowly emerged. It was like nothing she had ever seen before! Shining in the pale sheen of moonlight, it looked thick as a man's fist as it lurched into teeming erection. "Mr. Bridges ... it's huge!" She was too shocked to say anything else. Her eyes were hypnotized by his stocky, menacing member, swaying before her like a cobra, staring at her with its one eye.
The big man stroked his fleshy cock proudly. Women always got a little tense when he pulled out his thick prick. But sooner or later, he had them crying for more of the most filling penis they had ever experienced. It gave him a thrill to see the awestruck wonder in the young redhead's face. All the time he had been driving to this deserted spot, he had had a hard-on for her, thinking of her tied up in the seat behind him. He could hardly wait to give her the most memorable fucking of her whole young life!
He raised himself over her so his cock swayed within inches of her face. He held it closer, grazed it over her eyelids, her cheeks, down over her trembling lips. She looked up at him, her expression conveying mixed anxiety and arousal. "How do you like this big prick, baby?" he asked her in a voice that was ruthlessly harsh. He was so excited, it was an effort for him to speak. His cockhead prodded between her lips, trying to force its way inside. She resisted for a while, then she had to let go. She opened her mouth wide, but still it was an effort for her to take the thick impalement. He let her struggle with it for a moment before pulling out. "You can have some more eats later, baby. But first I want to fuck that sweet open snatch of yours!"
Defenselessly splayed before the older man, Colleen felt her pussy flare with moisture in response to his heartless, inciting words. She hungered to get fucked, but his cock ... it was so huge! She didn't know if she could take all that!
She watched him kneel back down on the floor in front of her. His hand guided his turgid instrument straight in to the vulnerable fleshy split. "Oooohh ... " she mewled, her voice trembling. "It's so big. Be careful, Mr. Bridges! Don't hurt meeee!"
"Now who'd want to hurt a succulent little snatch like that!" While his hands clutched her buttocks, pulling her closer, he wriggled his cock up and down her moist furrow. "Mmmmm ... hot pussy!"
"Mr. Bridges!" The pressure on her hole was awesome. It was getting more insistent by the moment. He was going to shove it into her! "Mr. ... Ooooohh! God-d-d!" Suddenly she was filled to brimming with a hard rubbery invasion of cock-flesh. His entry was so abrupt that it took her breath away. She took an inventory of her bodily responses, expecting to find a surge of pain.
Instead, she found only the most ecstatic, overpowering pleasure. She had never been filled up like this before. She had never known such incredible ecstasy. Her pot-bellied lover began to stroke his prick in and out of her pussy, in long steady, penetrating movements. Her mouth hung open slackly as she moaned out her excitement. Her head rocked from side to side against the back of the seat. "Ooooohhh ... Mr. ... Bridges!"
Intensely excited, the man was getting into the stride of his fucking. It really turned him on, being out in the middle of nowhere like this, screwing this beautiful, helpless creature, hearing her beg for more. He hooked his arms around her thighs and pulled her forward, forcing her cunt all the way to the base of his throbbing prick. He held her there, tilted upward slightly, open to him. And he fucked her ... hard, deep, fast. He felt his cock-tip ram home against her cervix. Her tight cunt-muscles gripped his shaft hungrily. "Jee-zuz, you're a good fuck!" he grunted. Mr. Bridges preferred actions to words.
Colleen still couldn't believe the pleasure that was flowing unchecked through her crudely pinioned body. She was being used like a marionette, fucked ruthlessly by a man she scarcely knew. Theirs was a practical arrangement, one for mutual gain. Yet still, the situation turned her on intensely. The big man's thick pummeling cock satisfied her in a way no cock ever had before. The sheer masochism she was experiencing was satisfying, in a way straight sexuality had never been. Though she thought she had opened every door in her libido that could be opened, still Colleen had found another. She was learning the pleasure of being used and abused, of being helpless prey to someone else's most craven desires ... of being literally hung up to serve as a wet repository for a sadist's thick filling prick.
"Ooooohhh ... ooohhh God! I feel so fucking good!" Her teeth were clenched. Despite the discomfort of having her hands pinned behind her back, she thought nothing of her pain. She ground her cunt forward as enthusiastically as she could, taking all Mr. Bridges' big cock with wanton fervor.
"Jee-zuz, you're a hot little cunt!" Bridges had taken his time about choosing the girl to share his sex games. He had suspected there was a smoldering layer beneath the cool surface of this beautiful redhead. But his suspicions didn't hold a candle to the blazing reality of this fiery, uninhibited inferno that writhed now beneath his stiff cock. "Yeah! Move it cunt! Shit, my prick's never felt this good! Never!"
Words that the older man never used at home with his practical wife spilled from his lips. They made his cock grow longer and harder. They made the sperm weigh heavy in his fat dangling balls. He reached up for the front of the girl's dress. The material ripped as he pulled to free the ripe melons of her breasts. "Don't worry, baby! I'll buy you ten new dresses! Christ, you've got juicy-looking tits!" He kneaded the fleshy mounds as he skewered her pussy in long ardent strokes. Jarred by the fury of his efforts, his pants fell down to his knees. His balls slapped exuberantly against her upturned ass cheeks on every lusty instroke.
"Oooooohhhh! Oooooohhh!" A crazy lecherous grin played over Colleen's features. She rocked her head from side to side, working to drive out some of the lusty energy ricocheting through her being. The feel of the cool night air rushing over her thighs and ass each time Mr. Bridges pulled her onto his cock made her feel so fine. She was powerless to resist anything he was doing to her. All the initiative had been taken by him. He decided the name of the game. She loved being freed of any responsibility for what was happening. Just to experience that thick skewering cock. That was all that was important. "Mmmm! Oh yeah, baby! Your cock's so filling! Jeez!"
Amid the silence of the lonely night their cries and pants and groans floated like so many twitters from the forest. To the two striving humans, nothing existed but that small world within the Cadillac that had become her prison, her passion-den, his fantasy fulfilled. Both of them had found some special forbidden place within themselves to set free ... to loose upon a watching night that would never tell tales.
Bridges could feel his cock swelling to immense proportions as he drove it again and again deep into the wet clutching hole of her pussy. He had never encountered a woman with such a tight twat ... or one who knew so well what to do with it. Each little muscle seemed to have its own special movement, some way of massaging his prick to a vibrating peak of erotic fulfillment. Just as he pulled out his cock until only the head was left inside, her pussy would grab it tight. His mushroom tip shuddered with pleasure, leapt to impale her yet one time more. Then the whole hot wet womb surrounded him once again, made him sigh with lusty contentment. "Jee-zuz, I love fucking you!" He meant it.
"Oooohh, Mr. Bridges, your cock is so good in me!" Colleen realized this man was old enough to be her father. In fact, he was not unlike her father, with his normally serious manner, his swelling belly and his balding head. The very perversity of screwing a man so much her senior, so lewdly, so uninhibitedly, thrilled her. Zeke and David had been older, but they hadn't seemed so much so. They were hip, mod. Mr. Bridges was just a man making his way in the world ... probably a man with children around her own age. What would they think if they could see Daddy now? She almost laughed, but the situation was getting too serious for laughter. She could feel an awesome pressure in her belly.
It took her a while to realize the pressure was the final inflation of Mr. Bridge's cock. He was getting ready to come. The thought of being filled to overflowing with sticky cum by a man who was holding her virtual prisoner made her whole body shudder. She was wide open, cunt to the world, though filled now by one lusty man. She was free! "God! I'm commmmmingg! Oooooohhh!"
"Yeah, baby! Me too!" He grunted like a rutting boar and spilled his thick juices deep into her belly. As soon as lie was finished, he pulled out of her and climbed up so her face was once again right under his dripping cock. He shoved the deflating tip into her mouth. "Clean it up!"
Her pussy tingled with renewed enthusiasm as she fulfilled this last depraved request. She was still tied up like a side of beef. Only now, she was cleaning her own cum from her tormentor's shrinking dick. When she had coaxed every last drop out of the little slit in the glans, she looked up at him and smiled. "That was good, Mr. Bridges."
He saw the masochistic delight in her expression. It pleased him. He pinched the soft flesh of her thigh cruelly. "It was really good, baby. You're even more of a shameless little cunt than I thought you d be. Now I'm going to tie you the way you were before, until we get back to town."
"Yes, Mr. Bridges." She rolled submissively onto her back when he had released her ankles. She let him tie them together once more. On the drive home, she ground her clitoris sensually against the car seat, relishing the trickle of cum between her thighs. Somewhere along the homeward route, she came again.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When she told Katy about her night out with Mr. Bridges, she made the story as graphic as possible. She wanted her roommate to know that she could find her own titillating affairs. She didn't need Katy for that. The older woman looked worried. She told Colleen to be careful. "He sounds a bit too weird to me."
Typical of Katy, the redhead thought harshly. She's jealous again. "Don't you worry about me, Katy. I can take care of myself. And Mr. Bridges is going to help me out. I trust him."
"Okay, it's your ass, Red. Just be careful."
It irked Colleen now when Katy called her "Red". Once, she had enjoyed it. It had struck her as a gesture of closeness, of love. Now she found it belittling. She was sensitive to anything that sounded the least bit patronizing. "Katy, how about calling me Colleen, like everybody else does? 'Red' is a good name for a dog."
Katy looked startled and--was it possible--a little hurt. "Okay, Colleen," she said with pronounced emphasis. "Whatever you want." The brunette realized she had provoked the break between them. Still, she hadn't wanted things to go this far. It irked her that the eighteen-year-old redhead was no longer the manageable little girl she once was. Katy liked to keep her friends in mothballs, ready for her when she wanted them. When they showed their independence, she usually brought them in for a wing-clipping. "Why don't you come out for dinner with David and me tonight?"
Colleen was going to enjoy this. She could read Katy like a book now. And it wasn't going to work ... not this time. "I'm sorry but I've got a date."
"With Mr. Weirdo?"
"With Mr. Bridges. He's rented a very expensive motel room for us. In Lomas Santa Rosa. I'm looking forward to it." Katy didn't look as impressed as she had hoped. No matter. She was impressed, and that was what counted from here on in.
* * *
The motel was scattered in individual little bungalows around the shores of a man-made lake. Each unit was overgrown with lush trees and shrubs. It was like going into a South Seas hideaway, heading for their front door. "Oh, Mr. Bridges! This is beautiful!"
He shrugged and let her into their unit. He didn't like to show it, but he was pleased that she was impressed. He liked to keep an upper hand over the women in his life. The only woman he was seldom able to impress was his wife. No matter what he gave her, she wanted something one notch better. It was a game with her ... trying to murder his ego.
The room was beautiful--thick pile carpeting, heavy, rich-textured drapes, antique furniture that Colleen thought was genuine. It took a moment before she noticed the Doberman pinscher sitting on the rug on the other side of the bed. "What's he doing here?" she asked nervously. She had been bitten by a Doberman when she was a toddler. She had never forgotten, or forgiven.
"That's Jake." Bridges became downright animated when he talked about the animal. Obviously it was one of the most important things in his life. "He's a terrific dog. I've had him for three years now. My wife can't stand him, so, I like to take him with me when I'm going to be away overnight, if I can manage it. It would be just like Sarah to slip some poison into his food or something."
Colleen was shocked. She knew Bridges was married. He didn't try to hide it. He wore a wedding ring. "You sound like you ... hate your wife, Mr. Bridges."
"Forget it. I didn't come here to talk about her. Now, take off those clothes," he told her roughly. "I want to see you naked."
The harsh way he spoke to her sent a little thrill darting down Colleen's spine. She removed her dress and watched the lust glow in his eyes as he surveyed her. She was wearing exactly what he had told her to ... long black stockings, a black garter belt, and black high heels. Nothing else.
"You look great, baby. Now, strut around a little for me." A lump rose to his throat as he watched her firm high ass wriggle in the garter belt. Never taking his eyes off her, he retrieved a suitcase from under the bed and opened it. He pulled out a willow switch. He toyed with it as she stood in front of him. Her eyes grew wide when she realized what he was holding. Bridges grinned. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to take good care of you."
It titillated Colleen to strut half-naked in front of the lecherous older man. Still nervous of the dog, though he did nothing to threaten her, she kept clear of the beast who lay quietly next to the bed. She had no idea what to make of the switch Bridges held in his hand. Could he be planning to beat her? Despite herself, she felt a little glow of anticipation in her loins, even as she quaked with fear. "Mr. Bridges?" The sound of her own voice shaking excited her more.
"Why don't you get down on all fours and crawl for me, baby?" His eyes shone. He licked his lips hungrily. When he saw she was hesitating, he pulled a wad of papers from the inside of his jacket. "I forgot. You don't do anything for nothing. Here's a little present for you. Ten shares of some very promising stock. They're worth a hundred each now, but I figure, in a month, they should be worth five times as much, at least."
Colleen had only a few moments to see her name on the top page before he pulled them away from her. "Now crawl!" he commanded, flicking the switch over her bare ass.
She recoiled from the quick biting pain and fell to her knees. Trembling with shame, she began to crawl around the room. She saw the dog watching her, and she quickly looked away. This man was forcing her to get down to the animal's own level.
Colleen realized that Bridges was treating her more like a whore than a girlfriend. Despite herself, she enjoyed his harsh treatment. It was different, perverse, titillating. The fact that she was getting rewarded for her humiliation made it all the more exciting.
She heard a loud whack, followed by a biting jolt of pain. He had hit her again. "Faster, baby! Come on, move it!"
There was no choice but to do exactly as she was told. She crawled more quickly around the big room. Each movement made her intensely aware of her bare pussy. Her crawling made her thighs rub together, tantalizing her clitoris. A little surge of moisture trickled down her thighs.
He made her keep up the humiliating pace for some time before he finally told her to stop. Her ass cheeks still stung with his repeated blows. The sensation was an oddly satisfying one. The redhead's whole body tensed when she heard him call over the dog. She looked questioningly up at her tormentor. "For you, baby! I want to see you get screwed by a dog!" He spat the words out. Excitement had distorted his features to a frightening mask. "Jake likes a little human pussy once in a while."
When she tried to rise to her feet, he slapped her again with the switch. She resumed her kneeling position, whimpering feebly. "No! Please! He frightens me!" She hadn't told Bridges about her dog experience. Her predicament wouldn't be nearly as awesome as he hoped if it weren't for the fact that Jake was a Doberman. She was terrified of having the animal near her. She began to shriek out protests as the animal walked toward her.
He grabbed her head harshly and slapped a hand over her mouth. "None of that, cunt! You keep that up, and I'll have to gag you!"
Her pussy throbbed more insistently. She didn't know where the barriers were any more. Pleasure, pain, fear, excitement. She had become her role. She was struggling with the man with all her might. "Please, don't let him! I don't like him!"
Delighted with the fury of her struggle, Bridges slapped her face to quiet her down. Then he tied a gag around her mouth. She pleased him like this ... dressed in her lewd outfit, with the gag over her face. He held her shoulders to steady her while the dog mounted her squirming buttocks on command. "Hhhhhnnnnhhh!" She still protested, although now her cries were tuned down to muffled bleats.
"Go on, Jake boy! Fuck her!" The excited man watched the red-pointed shaft of the dog's cock grow to stiff erection as he sensed the nearness of pussy. Jake rutted forward harshly, looking for the hot wet hole of her cunt. Suddenly he found what he was looking for. Her soft flesh yielded. He drove his cock deep into her cunt, until his tapered animal cock was buried to the hilt. "That's the stuff, Jake! Screw her good!"
As though he understood exactly what the man said to him, the Doberman worked his cock frantically in and out of the woman's cruelly invaded cunt. She squirmed and writhed in front of him, but she wasn't going anywhere. Bridges still held her shoulders. The dog had her firmly from behind.
The man could feel his cock throbbing lustily in his pants. The sight of her kneeling helplessly while the dog screwed the daylights out of her made him groan in excitement. It took a while before he realized she was no longer fighting against her obscene impalement. She was rutting back to meet it!
Bridges watched awestruck as her round smooth buttocks thrust back against the dog's sleek black loins. She was grinding her ass this way and that, obviously relishing the way Jake's shaft was filling her. He could feel her trembling beneath his hands, but she was no longer struggling to shake him off She was willing slave to her lewd fate!
"Holy shit, woman! You like that, don't you! You actually like it!" This was more than Bridges had dreamed of. The beautiful redhead was even more of a whore than he had imagined. She could turn on to anything, if she could enjoy screwing an animal! He stroked his cock through his pants, trying to decide what to make of her abandon.
Once Jake's shaft was embedded deep in her pussy, Colleen quit worrying about what kind of dog he was. He became for the kneeling girl nothing more than good, hard-driving cock, filling her to her greedy limits. The very helplessness of her position--the gag, the man's hands holding her--made her tremble all over. Her excitement accented the pleasure dealt her pussy by the Doberman's unyielding cock. She squirmed back at the animal's loins with all her wanton energy, welcoming the cock deep into her pussy. Her cunt-muscles gripped the cock-shaft with the frenzy of a mouth hungry for nourishment. "Mmmmmm!" Now her struggle was to try to express herself around the gag! To wail out her pleasure!
While the man watched in disbelief, woman and dog strove mightily against one another. Each was intent on his or her own satisfaction. Each was driven by a power greater than themselves. Before Bridges' very eyes, the dog's cock seemed to grow even longer and harder.
"Holy shit!" he swore again as he slowly began to remove his clothes. He was naked by the time the explosion struck.
Suddenly Colleen was humping back with the fury of a bucking bronco. The dog drove up into her and held tight, skittering forward on his hind legs to keep up with her as he filled her with his cum. When Jake was done, he dismounted the collapsed woman. He nudged his master for approval. As soon as Bridges had given him the obligatory strokes, he went back to his place by the bed and lay down.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Bridges stood over the exhausted woman, stroking his swollen cock with lustful enthusiasm. His eyes gleamed as he surveyed her tantalizing body, lewdly attired in garter, stockings and high heels. At last, she looked at him, her eyes conveying the pleasure she had just undergone. He decided he wanted to hear her speak. He bent down and loosened the gag.
"How was it, baby? You really liked it, didn't you? You really turned on to that big dog cock!"
"Oooohhh ... Mr. Bridges ... I ... felt good!" She still felt overwhelmed by the fury of her powerful orgasm. It was hard for her to speak, though easy enough to recognize the excitement in the older man's face. "Jake's cock is wonderful!" she told him lewdly, trying to please him.
"Shit! You're really an incredible little whore! You know that? And whores deserve everything they get." Roughly, he pulled her back up into her kneeling posture. He knelt up behind her, grazing his turgid cock along the sensitized slit between her buttocks. A lascivious grin distorted his mouth as he listened to her groans of excitement.
Exhausted as she was, Colleen was ready to have another round with a thick filling cock. She remembered how good Bridges' cock had felt in her pussy the other day and her cunt swelled with moist desire. She wiggled her gartered ass back at hi m, encouraging him to fill her pussy once again. "Mmmmmm ... I want some more ... " she whined, running her tongue greedily over her pouty lips.
Bridges' eye was on the brown puckered sphincter that squinted shyly up at him. He stroked his cock back and forth along her pussy-slit, getting it well lubricated with the dog's cum and her juices. He rubbed the lubricants over her tiny asshole with the tip of his cock. It amused him, the way she wiggled under his touch, obviously stimulated by his maneuverings. He wondered how she would like his surprise.
Without further preparation, he pressed his cockhead insistently against her puckered asshole. The sphincter was relaxed. It let his prick enter without any resistance. He drove his throbbing cock-shaft deep into her virgin asshole. A gasp of excitement escaped his lips as he saw his cock deeply embedded in her clutching hot passage.
"Ooooohh! God-d-d! Nooooo! You're hurting meeeeee!" Not for a moment had Colleen suspected the obscene fate Bridges had in store for her. She knew he was intensely excited by watching her with the dog ... but why did he want to punish her like this ... to make her suffer after she had just enjoyed so much pleasure? It was so cruel! Tears began to run down her cheeks as she struggled to free herself from his ruthless impalement.
Bridges' hands gripped her hips tight as he began to rock his loins back and forth, establishing a fucking rhythm into her protesting little hole. He relished the way she was struggling against him. Even her tears turned him on. At last he ha d found a real surprise for this raunchy little redhead, something that she couldn't handle. He was master at last. He had her where she didn't want to be, and he was going to make her stay there until he was ready to fill her asshole with hot roiling sperm.
"What's the matter, baby? Don't you like having my cock up your ass? Shit, you like everything else! Even dog cock! This should be right up your alley, sister!"
"No! No! It hurts too much! You've got to stop! You're killing meeeee!"
In long smooth strokes, he worked his rock-hard penis in and out of her asshole. He gritted his teeth against the pleasure surging unchecked from his cock. Her pussy was virgin enough, but this narrow little passage wrapped itself around his prick like a second skin. His organ pulsed with sheer raw ecstasy. Bridges had never enjoyed a fuck like he was enjoying this one! "Hhhhnnhh!" He drove his penis deep into her clasping rectum, closing his eyes to drink in the pangs of unforgettable pleasure.
"Oh no! No! No!" Despite the reality of the pain surging through her kneeling body, Colleen still could not quite believe that anything this horrible was really happening to her. She was being fucked in the ass by a man with the thickest cock she had ever seen! He wanted to hurt her, to humiliate her ... far more than she had realized. It had gone beyond the level of a game now. She was really suffering.
The redhead realized Bridges had no intention of going easy on her. He would not stop brutalizing her asshole until he was good and ready. In the meantime, she had to find some way to bear his awful punishment. Maybe, if she experimented, she could find some angle where it didn't hurt so much. With this goal in mind, she began to wave her white ass back at the man, trying to ease her discomfort.
Bridges mistook her wriggling for a building responsiveness. He slapped her harshly on the ass and started to fuck her harder and deeper. If she was going to enjoy this too, then he was going to get the most out of it himself. He'd make this night one neither one of them would ever forget. "So ... you like it, do you, cunt? Yeah! You're really something! Move it! Move your ass, baby!"
It humiliated Colleen even further to think he actually believed she was enjoying his heartless treatment. "No! It hurts me! You're hurting me! I'm trying to make it stop!"
"Good story, baby! Mmmm, you've got a sweet ass! Does good things to my prick!" Her ass-muscles massaged his turgid cock-length as he sawed steadily in and out of her. Incredible as it seemed, he could feel his penis growing even thicker and harder. His fucking pace increased as his cock throbbed more urgently in her hole.
The more feverishly Colleen struggled to ease her pain, the harder Bridges screwed her. Until she realized that his cock was no longer hurting her so badly. There was a different kind of feeling smoldering in her loins. It was pleasure ... an intense, raw pleasure that threatened to destroy the last remaining tendrils of pain. A pleasure that threatened to steal her body and soul.
She was almost reluctant to accept this new ecstasy. There seemed something particularly humiliating about learning to relish what was intended as a ruthless punishment. Though she hated to give him the satisfaction, she could no longer suppress her moans. She was feeling too good. Her belly was hot with abandoned need. "Uuuuuhhh! Ooooohhh God-d-d!"
"Still hurting, baby?" he asked sarcastically. He watched her buttocks writhe more and more feverishly before his rampaging penis. Sadistically, he pulled on her garters and let them snap back. That only seemed to push her harder. Her moans grew to wanton wails and then to a long shrill shriek of pleasure.
"Aaaaaaiiieeeee! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! It's so good, lover!" The last of her inhibitions were gone. She didn't care what it cost her in self-respect, she had to enjoy the moment for what it was worth. She needed everything he could give her! She needed to feel more of his hard thick cock stroking in and out of her violated asshole!
The struggles between them were a thing of the past. Man and woman strove as one for the elusive pleasure that ricocheted back and forth between their greedily mating loins. He wanted what she wanted, and vice versa. To come. To drive out the demons of lust that gnawed at their guts ... that drove them to release the animal inside.
Totally absorbed in their mutual abandon, Bridges slapped the redhead harshly on the ass from time to time, snapped her garters, pinched her thighs. Whatever struck his fancy was greeted by her with loud wails of appreciation. It was as if she had let loose all the moral inhibitions that separate human from animal. She was crazy for sensation, no matter what form it took, no matter how depraved.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Even as she writhed in wanton need, Colleen caught a glimpse of the young woman she had been not so long ago. The woman who could not say lewd words like "fuck me", no matter what the circumstances. Now here she w as using the obscenities to urge on a man who was ruthlessly fucking her asshole. She had lost something on the way, but she had gained an ocean of pleasure. Pleasure ... that was what counted now ... pleasure.
It was getting harder and harder for Bridges to hold onto his self-control. Watching her brown hole gaping to accommodate his thick intrusion made his balls throb with excitement. He filled her full of hard cock again and again and again, until he was hurled to the other side of a wonder world of passion. He let go. "Christ, I'm coming in you! I'm filling your little asshole, baby!"
"Ooooohhh! Oooooooohh!" Before she knew what had hit her, Colleen was coming too. Coming from the sheer wanton excitement of getting an assful of cum for the first time in her eighteen and a half years. "Jee-zuz ... Mr. Bridges ... !"
"You're some woman, baby! Some cunt! Some ass!" He stroked her flanks lecherously as she toppled flat onto the rug. Even after the force of his climax, she was still turning him on. She was so sexy-looking, lying there, sated with her superhuman efforts. He could still feel the tug of her ass-muscles on his lurching cock.
When she had had a chance to rest, Bridges had her suck his cock for him while she again screwed the dog. He couldn't get enough of her wanton fucking. For the first time, he had found a woman who was truly worth every penny he had spent on her.
Colleen awoke slowly the next morning. She was alone in the motel room. Both man and dog were gone. On the night table next to her were her earnings, the stocks Bridges had bought her.
She reached for them and flinched. She was sore, all over. With a rush, the night's depraved abandon closed in on her. There was nothing she had that hadn't been used and abused. Was it worth it? A thousand dollars' worth of stock that might become five?
Sure it was! She wasn't going to let herself think about that any more.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Colleen's night at work was a long one. She was ready to go home long before quitting time. The hours crept by. She was tired and depressed. She decided, no matter what the rewards, she could not see Mr. Bridges again. His kind of pace took too much out of her. Pleasure that intense, that depraved, was too close to pain. A soul-wrenching pain of the heart, because, she knew, she meant nothing to him but a good lay.
She didn't notice the man sit down at table twenty-five about a half-hour before quitting time. Cursing, she took him his menu. She was hoping no one else would come in until she was ready to leave.
There was a surprise waiting for her. When the man looked up to take the menu, he smiled at her. "Zeke! What are you doing here? I thought you were in Europe."
"I was. But I took care of things quicker than I thought I would. I was kind of in a hurry to get back. Some unfinished business to take care of." He reached for her arm and pulled her down into the seat beside him. "How are you doing, beautiful? I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to see you before I left. If I'd possibly been able to do it, I would have. How did you like the coat? Did it fit?"
"Oh yes! It's beautiful, Zeke! Thank you so much!" For some reason, she wanted to start crying. The big man did care about her after all. She had been more than a wild weekend for him. Reluctantly, she got up from the warm protection of his arms. "The boss'll kill me if he sees me sitting down. What do you want to eat?"
"Nothing. I'll wait until later and eat with you. Just bring me a cup of coffee." Colleen felt like a great weight had been taken off her shoulders. She hadn't realized how lonely and isolated she had felt lately. A friendly smile and touch from Zeke was like a tonic. She took him his coffee.
"Have you seen David lately? I haven't been able to reach him since I got back."
A twinge of the old resentment seized her. "No. Katy's been keeping him off limits ever since our weekend together."
He didn't seem surprised. He laughed. "That's Katy, all right. She loves to play, as long as she gets to set all the rules. I think David liked you too much for her liking. David's only real problem is he lets that woman push him around. Katy's all right, as long as you keep the whip and chair handy."
Colleen found herself laughing, for the first time in days or weeks. She couldn't remember the last time. "Yeah. I guess I took the whole thing too seriously. I've been mad at her for ages."
"I'd be mad, too. Why not? But you'll get over it. I think you're a match for Katy any time."
Her last half-hour on the job flew by. Colleen was walking on air. She had someone waiting to take her out after work ... someone she really wanted to be with.
They went to a quiet little restaurant and had Chinese food. Zeke showed her how to use chopsticks. Colleen had never been so happy. She felt proud to be with such a handsome sophisticated man. He told her wonderful stories about Europe that made her ache to go there.
"Don't worry. You'll get there. I'll see to it myself."
He took her back to his house. It was large and tastefully decorated in Spanish style. They drank French brandy and hugged and kissed, until Colleen ached to feel him inside her.
"Zeke? Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, beautiful. What is it?"
"Will you ... make love to me? Please? I want to feel you so bad!"
Wordlessly, he picked her up and carried her into his bedroom. It was large, with big heavy furniture, to match him. He lay her down on the king-size water bed and carefully undressed her. He parted the pink folds of her cunt and looked at her wet hole. "Looks like you've been getting plenty of action down here! You're all puffed up!"
He was teasing her, and she blushed. She hadn't done that spontaneously for a while. More than anything she wanted him to approve of her. She didn't want him to think bad things about her.
Zeke was unfazed by his discovery, but he was charmed by her blush. "I love a girl who can blush," he told her as he hurriedly stripped off his own clothes. "You know, I don't think I even appreciated you properly that first time. But I sure have been thinking about you a lot since."
He climbed up on the bed and poised himself over her. He pressed his cock-tip against the yielding hole of her pussy and shoved. His turgid instrument drove deep into her clutching fleshy folds. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his hips.
Slowly, rhythmically, he worked his penis in and out of her welcoming pussy. Their mouths met hungrily. Their tongues did lewd combat to match the pace of their screwing.
Colleen was panting like a virgin. She felt like she had been waiting for this kind of tender, enveloping lovemaking forever. It was so good to be here just because she was Colleen Fitzgerald, not because she was a good fuck for the money.
Though the rhythm started out slow, it gradually built up until they were humping furiously against one another. They both came loudly and violently. Despite the fury of their release, they were investigating one another again within minutes. He began to nibble the soft folds of her cunt, while she took his cock into her mouth. It went on for hours, the sucking and fucking, the sighing and moaning.
Colleen was ecstatic. At last she knew what it was really about, what she had been looking for all along. Whatever happened with Zeke, she had this wonderful experience to guide her in her future searching. And, strangely enough, she had Katy to thank for that.
