Joe walked out of his dingy apartment and down the ill-lit hallway. It was chilly, and he rubbed his hands together as he cursed the super who hadn't turned on the heat. He wasn't going far, which was good since he had only thrown on a light cotton shirt.
He'd had one of his sudden urges, and he was on his way to satisfy it.
He knocked. Fortunately she was home. She was Veronica, a large-breasted, generous woman. Well, a girl actually. She was about twenty five. She and Joe shared several interests. Sucking and fucking were two of them, and the rest really didn't count.
He thought she might have been with someone, but she wasn't. She stepped aside and let him in. Her place was nicer than Joe's, a lot nicer. It figured. She had more money. That figured too. Not that Joe begrudged it to her, for he didn't. More times than not, the idea of living with her had crossed his mind, but he quickly put it out just as fast as it came in.
It would be too much. It wasn't his speed, not her anyway. He didn't know what he was looking for, but he knew enough to know that she wasn't it. Not for a long term arrangement at any rate.
He sat down, and already his prick was beginning to ache from want and desire.
"Is it that time again?" she asked.
She knew; they both knew.
"It looks like it," he said flatly.
"What's been going on?"
"The usual."
"That's vague enough."
"It was meant to be."
"I see."
Now she was interested. Joe knew it and he wanted to capitalize on it.
"I may have something for you."
"Oh, I know that, all right," she said.
"No, not that-a deal."
"What kind of a deal?"
Now he had her.
"A money deal. Interested?"
"Sure."
She walked around the room slowly as if to tease him with the gently swaying of her supple hips. It worked, whatever it was. Joe felt his prick stir in his crotch. He was getting ready.
He got up and stopped her. He put his hands on her shoulders and mashed his lips against hers. He rammed his tongue into her mouth and she reciprocated by pressing her breasts into his chest. He felt the nipples through his light shirt. They were hard, very hard. His tongue became more active in her mouth. His hands slipped in under the bottom of her blouse and rubbed her stomach. It was soft and warm and it felt good. She broke away from him just as he was getting ready to feel her.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked. "Because, I did it."
She sat down and looked up at him with a smile on her lips.
"Don't be cunty."
He walked over to her and reached down. She tried to squirm away but it was useless. He caught her breasts and dug his fingers into them. After a few minutes she was squirming in pleasure which she couldn't deny.
Now he had her right where he wanted her. He kneaded her stiffened nipples between his fingers until she began to moan. That was what he liked to hear. He knew he could control her now. Veronica tended to get a little wild at times. That was just fine with Joe. That was just the way he liked it.
He slipped her blouse off of her and let it drop on the floor. He unhooked her bra and freed her breasts. They hung low and easy on her chest, and he worked on them some more.
Veronica lay back in the chair and enjoyed it. Her breasts throbbed with desire and pleasure, and she moaned louder as if to tell Joe that she wanted something else now. He suddenly took his hands away from her breasts.
"Why did you do that?" she asked.
"I just did. That's all, baby."
He stepped closer to her. His crotch bulged with his stiffened prick. Veronica dropped his pants. The rod stood straight up.
"Like it?"
"I love it," she replied.
"Are you just going to look at it?"
"For a while. Why?"
"Maybe there's something better you can do with it," he said. "Like what?"
"Like maybe suck it. Now."
Veronica responded by inching her face closer and closer to the head of his prick. The tip of her tongue flicked out and caught it. Her hands stroked his hairy thighs slowly up and down as she swirled her tongue over the head of his prick until it glistened and shone with her saliva.
She opened her mouth and let him push it in. Her cheeks bulged as it slowly disappeared into her mouth. Her lips squeezed it as hard as she dared as her hands moved up and away from his thighs.
She played with his balls and teased them. Joe mouth-fucked her hard and fast, just the way he knew she liked it. He whipped it in and out of her mouth. He almost rammed it down her throat as he got more and more excited.
Veronica cupped his balls and held them. She liked that too. Her breasts shook and moved on her chest. She sat on the edge of the chair. Her legs were spread and she wore no panties. Her cunt was beginning to get hot, and she sucked on him hard to make him come so that she could feel his rod inside her body.
She did a good job.
Joe felt his balls go numb, and the next thing he knew he was shuddering into her mouth. His balls paused, then they let her have it again. Her mouth filled with his sperm and she swallowed it, loving every sticky white drop of it.
She milked his balls dry, and then he took his prick out of her mouth and stepped back. He hitched up his pants.
"Got any booze?" he asked.
"I want to fuck."
"So do I, but later."
"No, now."
"Okay."
Joe started to walk toward the door. "Wait, don't go."
He turned. Veronica got up and poured him a drink. He walked over and took it. "That's better," he said.
"You're such a prick sometimes," she spat.
"Sometimes but not always."
"Why do you do it?"
"What?"
"Act like that."
"Because I'm a prick. This is good booze."
"I'm glad you like it."
Her cunt ached for his prick. Joe knew it, but he wanted to make her wait a little longer. Besides, it was good booze, too good to let go by. He finished his drink and made himself another. Veronica lit a cigarette.
"Want to tell me about that deal?" she asked.
"It's big."
"How big?"
"Very big."
"Can you handle it?"
"I think so."
"And what happens if you can't?"
"I'll probably wind up dead."
She got up and walked over to him and leaned down. Her breasts hung free from her body and swung slowly back and forth. Joe reached up and rubbed one of them. Veronica was reminded of her desire, and she suddenly mashed her lips against his. Joe stuck his hand between her legs.
Her thighs were hard and the skin was smooth. He ran his hand slowly up toward her cunt as he took his mouth away from hers. He took a pull at his drink.
His hand reached the hairy tuft of her sex. He rubbed it, and Veronica closed her eyes and spread her legs a little further apart.
Joe played with the fleshy cunt folds before he found her opening and stuck his finger up inside of her. The cunt was wet and lubricated. It was obviously ready for his prick. It was too good to let go by.
"In the bedroom," he said huskily.
Veronica led the way. The bed was already turned down as if she had been expecting someone.
"Expecting company?"
"Only you," she replied, taking off her skirt.
"Sure."
"Don't you believe me?"
"Sure I do, honey."
"I don't care if you do. Just give me a good fucking, that's all."
It was a reasonable request.
Joe took off his clothes and let them fall in a heap on the floor. He looked at the vee of her crotch and his prick began to harden. He stepped closer to the bed, and Veronica reached up and caressed it until it got as hard as it ever would. Then she gently pulled him down to her.
They lay side by side and caressed each other. She ran her fingertips slowly up and down the length of his hardened organ while Joe rubbed the tufted flesh of her cunt.
His fingers teased with the pinkish sensitive folds of her cunt until Veronica began to pant softly. She was getting ready. He leaned over and poised his head over one of her breasts. He stuck his pink tongue out and stabbed at one of her erect nipples. He ran his tongue around it in slow, tantalizing circles as she arched her back upwards as if to force more and more of the soft flesh into his mouth. That was exactly what she did.
Joe's middle finger slipped into her hole and he poked around. Veronica gyrated her pelvis as he finger fucked her slowly. She began to lubricate some more.
Joe changed tits and sucked on the other one for a while. He nibbled at the nipple until Veronica began to move her body around more and more. He had his finger in her cunt up to his knuckle and he poked around, trying to hit all the spots.
He took his mouth off of Veronica's saliva-stained til tic and took his hand out of her cunt. He put the finger under her nose and let her get a good sniff. Apparently she liked it, because she opened her mouth and sucked on the finger for a few minutes.
She spread her legs wide and Joe put his face between them and breathed in deeply. He filled his lungs with fresh air and stuck out his tongue. He ran it slowly up and down just inside her cunt crack for a few minutes.
Veronica closed her eyes and had fantasies. Then he stuck his tongue as far as it would go up inside her cunt. He wriggled it around and began to eat her.
Veronica moaned as Joe sucked on her hard and for a long time. He found her love button and swirled his tongue around it. It throbbed and sent out pulsating messages of sex and pleasure and desire to every part of her body. It stood as tall as it could as he nibbled and sucked on it.
"Oh, please, please," she moaned.
Whatever that meant, thought Joe.
He took his face away from her. His lips shone from her cunt juice. He climbed over her and she took his cock in her hand and guided it to the entrance to her cunt. Then he took it alone.
The flesh spread willingly as Joe slowly pushed his rod into her. Her cunt lips seemed to grab at the thickness of his shaft and squeeze it. He finally got it all the way in and held it there for a long minute or so, letting Veronica feel its thickness and its length.
She writhed her body around on it. Her legs were spread as far apart as possible, and their pubic hair ground together as he buried his prick as deep as he could into her.
Then he slowly withdrew it and slashed it into her again. Veronica caught her breath with the suddenness of his thrust. He kept up a steady rhythm and pounded his cock in and out of her.
Veronica's breasts rolled and swayed on her chest as her body shook from the force of his body as it pounded repeatedly into hers. Joe leaned down and pinched one of her erect red nipples. Veronica moaned in pleasure.
Her hands stroked his flanks and loins as she stuck her tongue into one of his ears and poked it around. Her breathing was hard and fast.
"Oh, darling, darling," she moaned loudly.
He liked to hear her talk like that because it meant that she was totally at his mercy. She would do anything he wanted. Sometimes he had strange tastes.
Her body filled with excitement, she panted hard. The insides of her cunt quivered faster and faster, and then she felt her hot come stream out of her insides and down the length of her cunt. She shook violently and gritted her teeth together. Her stomach muscles tightened as if her come was being wrung out of her body.
She gyrated and tried to get more of the lunging cock. Joe drove it into her as fast as he could and he didn't care if her hurt her in the process. He knew how she liked it, and that was exactly how he gave it to her.
Veronica reached behind him and stroked the soft flesh of his buttocks before she rubbed his halls. Joe got more excited and he pressed his hard lips against hers and drove his tongue into her mouth. Then he felt his balls go numb and he gushed his hot cargo up into her repeatedly as his balls recharged briefly before she got another dose.
When the first spurts of come came shuddering up into her cunt, Veronica began to spasm again in another orgasm. Their sperm mixed together inside of her cunt and some of it dribbled out and fell between her legs and made a small stain on the sheets.
He pounded his prick into her ruthlessly until his balls went dry. Then he stopped and lay on top of her with his eyes closed, thinking about something.
Veronica's breath came in large gulping gasps for a long time. She finally quieted down and Joe opened his eyes. He slowly pulled his limp and useless cock out of her. Veronica's cunt hairs were sopping from so much come. Joe's cock still dripped some.
She reached down and gave the head a little squeeze. He got up and went into the other room and came back with two lit cigarettes and two drinks.
He sat on the edge of the bed and inhaled deeply. The smoke filled his lungs and it made him feel full. The booze added its own spice, too.
Veronica smoked quietly and she looked up at Joe. There was something strange in her eyes. Her cunt was still hot and aching, and she reveled in the sensations that filtered through her body. She could have used some more cock, but she knew better. She knew it would come eventually. If it wasn't Joe's it would be somebody else's.
Meat was meat. That was the way she thought about it.
"What's wrong?" she asked quietly.
"Nothing."
"No, there's something the matter," she insisted.
"So what if there is?"
"I want to know."
"It's none of your business."
"I'll make it my business."
"Think you're tough enough?" he asked.
"Maybe. But I'll sure find out."
"That you would."
"Are you going to tell me."
"No."
"Come on, Joe, I want to know."
"I'll tell you when I want to."
"When will that be?"
"Shut up."
"No."
"All right, then, don't."
"You're really a strange person, Joe."
"So?"
"So nothing."
"That's better," he said.
Joe stubbed out his cigarette in an ashtray and went into the other room to make himself another drink. He was moody, and sometimes it frightened Veronica. With good reason.
CHAPTER TWO
TELL ME THE SECRET
He came back into the bedroom and sat exactly where he had been before. The expression on his face hadn't changed.
"Are you going to be this way all night?"
"I might be," he replied.
"Oh."
"Want me to leave?"
"You know I don't."
"Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't."
"Well, I don't."
"That's better, much better."
Veronica took her hand and rubbed his thigh. The muscles were hard and it made her think of his prick that now hung limp and long between his legs. Veronica's cunt hairs had dried and were now matted together. Come was sticky, and it made her remind herself that she had better take a douche as soon as she could.
She rested her hand on his prick and felt it slowly come to life. Joe did nothing. He just sat there and stared at the far wall. He was a tough cookie. Maybe he was too tough for her. His skin was an inch thick, and Veronica got very unhappy when it became apparent, as it sometimes did with alarming clarity, that she was unable to pierce it. Still, there was nothing better to do.
Joe twisted his body around and began to rub one of her breasts. The sensations and pleasures that had been slowly dying out in Veronica's body were suddenly revived, and they sprang to life again.
His fingers dug into the eager flesh as he kneaded the nipple until it became erect and stiff. Then he was satisfied. He leaned over her and sucked on it. He sucked hard, and moans came quickly to Veronica's lips, as she arched her back upwards.
Her hands made fists on the sheets as his teeth dug into the hardened but sensitive flesh just enough to make the pain exciting and delicious for her. His other hand went to her crotch where he played with the folds of her cunt. After a while he stuck his middle finger up her cunt. It was warm and Veronica had already begun to lubricate in her excitement and pleasure.
It felt to Joe as if her young body was straining in its pleasure. Her leg and stomach muscles were taut. He poked his finger around inside of her and smiled as she panted her pleasure. Now his finger became more active in her cunt.
Veronica spread her legs wide for him and wiggled her hips downward. She ground her pelvis around on it as the finger poked and probed.
Joe found her love button and stabbed his finger tip out at it repeatedly. Veronica moaned loudly as she felt it stand up stiff. Stabbing sensations of pleasure shot through her body as if they had been injected. Her clit now became her heart, and it pounded wildly as Joe delicately swirled his finger tip around and around it.
Veronica gritted her teeth together and her breath came in short gasps. She writhed as she felt her body tingle all over. Her sensations heightened until she came. Then there was a flash and her whole body felt as warm as her cunt as it exuded its warm creamy liquids in a steady, pulsating stream.
Joe felt her body jerk a little and tremble and when Veronica had finished, he took his finger out of her.
He still had the same expression on his face. Nothing had changed, at least not for him. He went into the bathroom and took a good long look at himself in the mirror. Nothing had changed there either.
Veronica gradually calmed down. Her come still continued to drip out of her cunt, and her body still tingled. It always did that after she had been fucked well. One time it even continued into the next day. It hadn't done that for a long time, though. She closed her legs as if she wanted to protect her cunt. It felt as if it were burning hot.
Joe came out of the bathroom. His prick was limp as it had been before. He sat down.
Veronica reached over and picked up her drink off the floor. She sipped at it. The booze burned her insides out and added to the fire that was already there. She liked the way it made her feel.
She killed the drink in silence and slowly got up and moved into the other room to make herself another. When she returned to the bedroom, she found Joe lying on the bed. His eyes were closed and his breathing was slow and regular.
Veronica looked down at him. "Are you asleep?" she asked in a low tone. "What do you think?" he asked back. "Do you want to tell me about the deal now?"
"Do I sound as if I want to?"
"When then?"
"When are you going to shut up?" he snapped.
"As soon as you tell me about the deal. Now are you going to?"
"No."
"Well, why didn't you say that?" she asked testily.
"Sometimes it's difficult with you."
"What is?"
"Getting to the point." Veronica sat down at the foot of the bed and sipped at her drink.
"Sometimes I just don't get you," she said. "You don't have to," he sighed. "Why?"
"Because I'll get you."
"So?"
"So it's the same thing, isn't it?"
"I guess so."
"Do you want to sleep now?" he asked.
"No, not if you don't."
Joe suddenly got up and began to prowl around the room as if he were a caged animal. Veronica was sensitive enough to his moods to know that she shouldn't disturb him. When he got like he was acting now, the only thing she could do was just to let him alone.
She drank silently and quickly. Pretty soon she felt her head begin to buzz from the effects of the booze. It was good. Veronica liked to be drunk, especially with Joe. He was okay, drunk or sober.
Joe suddenly stopped his pacing as quickly as he had begun it. He turned and looked at her.
"What time is it?" he asked.
"I don't know. Does it make any difference?"
"No, none at all."
Veronica had curtains in both her living room and her bedroom. They were heavy, and when they were drawn, it was impossible to see anything out of them. Joe decided for reasons unknown not to pull them back. Maybe he liked to be suspended, without time, as he was now.
Veronica closed her eyes and relaxed. She was willing to let the booze take her as far as it wanted to. The room started to sway and move gently and she liked the feeling. Soon the ringing in her ears got so loud that she was unaware of Joe's presence in the room.
She thought about his deal. He had had a lot of deals in the past, and most of them had turned out okay. He was a smart guy who knew how to make the most of what he had to work with. That was important, especially if you happened to be a hustler like he was.
She would have gladly gone into anything he asked her. If only he would ask. But no, that was his way. At times she didn't like it, but she couldn't really do anything about it except maybe leave him. Since she wasn't about to do that, she had to take it. It only got to her every now and then. The rest of the time it was just a pain in the ass-like a lot of other things.
She recollected all of the things she had known Joe to be involved with. He did a lot of smuggling, if the price and the market were good. He also did a little pimping every now and then. She had never known him to use a gun, for there was never any reason for it.
Joe got up and walked around the room some more.
The deal was pressing on his mind.
It was big, so big that it made him a little afraid.
Past experience had shown Joe that this was common. You always got afraid with the big ones. It was natural and nothing new.
Joe stopped his pacing and looked down at Veronica's still body on the bed. Her breathing was slow and regular. Her nipples had gone soft and were almost lying flush on her breasts. That could be easily remedied.
Her stomach was flat and hard looking. Her legs were long and lean, and the skin had an ivory touch to it that appealed to Joe's innermost instincts. Her long hair formed sort of a cushion for her head. Veronica looked very peaceful.
Joe finished his drink and went into the other room to make himself another.
By the time he returned to the bedroom, Veronica had woken up and was sitting cross-legged on the bed. Her cunt hairs seemed to glisten and shine. The room was illuminated by one shaded lamp. That was the way they both liked it, for it made everything soft. It took the edge off the shadows and everything in the room seemed to meld into one gentle grey form. It was peaceful, and it also stimulated them both.
"Up already?" he asked.
"I just took a nap."
Veronica fumbled around for her pack of cigarettes. Joe gave her one of his when it became apparent to him that she wasn't having much luck in finding her own. He lit it for her and sat down.
"Thanks," she said.
Veronica was quiet for a while as she gradually came to. Joe hated people who began to talk as soon as they got up in the morning. It annoyed him. He liked to take things easy, especially right after he just woke up. As a result, he respected Veronica's wish to remain silent for the moment.
"What did you do?" she asked.
"When?"
"When I was asleep."
"I just sorted a few things out, that's all. Nothing important."
"Oh."
"You sound disappointed."
"I am, a little."
"In what?"
"Oh, it's sort of funny. I'm a little anxious to do that deal with you, that's all."
"We'll do it together, just don't rush me, that's all. Do you understand that."
"Sure, honey, I understand."
"Then it's okay."
Joe took another pull out of his drink, and for the first time he actually felt the booze. Unfortunately for him he was cursed with a capacity for liquor that was levels above the average. Therefore he had to consume quite a bit of the stuff before he got the desired effect. That was one of the reasons why he didn't drink much. It simply wasn't worth it.
"I gotta go now," he announced suddenly.
"Oh, no! Stay for just a little while longer, baby."
Veronica reached out and pulled him closer to the bed. She put her cheek against his stomach as her hands wrapped around the back of his legs and buttocks. Joe could feel her fingertips as they caressed him, and he also could feel his prick as it slowly began to come back to the land of the living.
Veronica's tongue stabbed out at his stomach and navel. She pressed her firm breasts into his legs as her head moved lower and lower.
CHAPTER THREE
DON'T FIGHT IT
She opened her mouth and slipped the head of his cock into it. She felt the prick immediately come to life and begin to harden as she took it into her mouth. Her hands moved to his balls and cupped and caressed them.
Joe looked down at her as she sucked on him. Now his rod was hard and stiff, and Veronica moved her head backwards and forwards. Her lips squeezed at the thickness of his shaft. Her tongue licked at it and her fingers now played with the crack in Joe's ass.
Joe reached down and held her head between his hands. His fingers dug into her and her hair twined itself around his fingers as he began to mouth fuck her. His glistening prick slipped rapidly in and out of her mouth. Veronica's cheeks bulged from its length and thickness. He slapped it into her fast and hard. Veronica closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Her hands became more active on his balls. She could feel them move slightly in their sack as he became more and more excited.
He suddenly stepped back. His cock glistened from her saliva.
"Why did you do that?" she asked.
"Lie down, on your side," he commanded.
Veronica obeyed-as she always did.
She pulled her knees up to her chest. She knew with pleased anticipation what he was going to do.
Joe lay down beside her and rubbed her soft, silky buttocks. Then his fingers began to explore her asshole. The flesh resisted as Joe gently prodded at it. Soon Veronica had loosened up so that Joe was able to slip one of his fingers up into her. Veronica moaned as he pushed it in all the way up to his last knuckle. He poked it around before he took it out.
Then he suddenly rammed two fingers up into her. Veronica's flesh screamed as it stretched. Joe reached around and put his other hand on her stomach so that he could hold her. She writhed around and tossed her head a little from side to side on the pillow. He rammed the two fingers in and out of her asshole quickly a few times, just to get her to relax.
It worked, as it always did. Veronica liked a little bit of pain, for it was a delicious spice to her, one which she didn't get nearly as often as she would have liked to.
Joe took his fingers out of her asshole and nuzzled it with the bulging head of his prick.
"Oh, don't tease me, please," she moaned.
He didn't keep her waiting too long. His head gained entrance to her asshole and he quickly buried it up to its hairy hilt. He kept it there and let Veronica squirm around on its slimy length and thickness.
"It's so big," she gasped.
Then Joe began to friction her. He slowly slid his shaft in and out of her asshole. The flesh grabbed and pulled at it, and that excited him.
He picked up his speed now and slapped it into her. His body collided with hers, and Veronica felt the delicious waves of shock as they shuddered all over her entire body.
Joe reached around and rubbed her breasts. He roughly kneaded the nipples between his finger tips until he felt them rise and harden. He rammed his rod in and out of her. Veronica felt a sudden rush of heat and then her stomach muscles began to harden. Her body trembled a little and her breath came in short gasps.
"Oh, God, God, it's so good," she gasped out.
Joe gave her every inch he had as he pounded it in and out of her. He fucked her with reckless abandon, as if it was the last fuck he was ever going to have.
Veronica gritted her teeth as she felt her cunt begin to ooze out its come. Joe left her breasts and rammed his middle finger up her cunt. Veronica raised her upper leg to make it easier for him as he now finger-fucked her cunt.
Her come splashed out of her cunt and all over his hand as he rammed it into her at the same time as he rammed his prick into her asshole.
A nice finale for an evening well spent, he thought.
Veronica writhed her body around in her pleasure as waves of sensation swept over her and almost threatened to wash her away. There was certainly enough come. She fought for her breath as she felt the rod being buried in her on every stroke. It shuddered once and then she felt her insides being seared and burned as Joe ejaculated into her.
His balls paused for a minute as they recharged themselves, and then he let her have it again. Veronica cried out as she came again. The come ran down the insides of her cunt and dribbled out onto the already stained sheets.
Joe took his hand away from her still pulsating cunt and wiped it off. His prick was still buried in her asshole, and he kept it there for a few minutes. He felt it soften and gradually shrink. When it was soft enough, the muscles of her asshole forced it out.
Veronica moaned as she felt the wondrous organ leave her body. Her eyes were still shut and her body still tingled all over. Perhaps she liked that sensation most of all.
She felt the bed move a little as Joe got up. Then she fell asleep.
Joe dressed quickly and left after he finished his drink. Veronica slept for a long time, and when she finally woke up and looked around, her mind vaguely reconstructed the recent events which had left her lonely and a little afraid.
He would be back, there was no doubt as to that fact. But there was still the immediate problem to be solved. Veronica got up and walked nervously about the room. She smoked a couple of cigarettes which didn't really taste good before she finally went into the bathroom.
The pink plastic business end of the douche slipped in easily up into her cunt. Soon, the warm water was gently bathing her out. It soothed her and took away some of the soreness. Otherwise she would not be able to fuck for at least a day. She didn't like to have intercourse when she was sore, since it took a lot of the fun away.
This way she would be clean and her cunt would be relaxed and ready for anything that might come its way. Sort of like an athlete getting a massage.
Veronica took a quick shower. The water cascaded over her breasts and rippled down off of the nipples. Her cunt hairs matted as the clear water steamed through them and made them all shiny and glistening and clean.
She finished with her shower and dressed quickly. She chose a simple mini-skirt and a sweater. She wouldn't need much more where she was going.
As she passed Joe's apartment, she stopped and put her ear to the door and listened for signs of life from within. She couldn't hear anything. Either he wasn't in or he was asleep. It didn't matter.
Veronica hopped down the stairs and hit the street. There was the usual shit going on.
Some teenagers were pitching pennies at the corner. Veronica saw one of them look up at her as she passed. It wasn't the first time that she had considered fucking a really young boy. The idea excited her. Maybe she would find time to get around to it one of these days.
A couple of guys asked her if she wanted to fuck, which she did, but not with them.
She ambled down the block, almost carefree but not quite. She felt good after her sleep. Her body felt brand new and she liked it. She was in harmony with it, which was cool as far as she was concerned.
She looked up at the imposing facade of the building she was about to enter. It was real class. Money and lots of it. Well, better this than a slum, she thought as she gave the doorman the name of her friend. He rang upstairs to see if she was in.
She was, and Veronica was admitted and made her way quickly to the elevators. She pushed the proper button and was soon speeding her way upwards.
She pressed the buzzer and the door soon opened.
"Hi, come on in," said Alice cheerfully.
Alice stepped aside so that Veronica could pass by her. She locked the door as Veronica sat down and crossed her legs. A lot of nice thigh showed.
"Well, what brings you over to this neck of the woods?" asked Alice as she sat down opposite her.
"Oh, a mixture of boredom and curiosity."
"Oh, oh, sounds serious."
"No, not really."
"What have you been doing?" asked Alice.
"Not much. Just lying around."
"How's your love life?"
"I can't complain. It could always be made better, of course."
That was the pitch, and Alice picked it up. She was pretty quick, at least when it came to matters like these.
"Of course. But then again, whose couldn't?" she replied.
"Probably everybody's."
There was a pause for a few minutes while Veronica looked Alice over. She was wearing slacks and a tight sweater. Her breasts were large and soft, the kind that you'd like to suffocate in. Her waist was tiny and her hips and thighs flowed downward in a nice line. All in all, she was quite a package.
"What's been happening with you?" asked Veronica.
"Nothing much."
"How's Jerry?"
Jerry was Alice's last-known boyfriend. The last time Veronica had slept with Alice, she was still seeing him. That was some time ago, and for people like Alice, a lot can happen in a very short period of time.
"He's okay."
"Are you still seeing him?"
"Yes."
"Is it serious?"
"Is anything serious with me?"
Alice laughed at this. It was perfectly true.
"No, I guess not."
"Only a very few things, and fortunately men and women aren't one of them."
"Why do you say that?"
"Would you like a drink?" asked Alice. "Not right now. Answer my question."
"If you insist."
"Have you ever known me to insist?"
"Men and especially women are too frivolous. You can't trust them, especially with your heart or even with your feelings," answered Alice.
"That's too bad," said Veronica sadly.
"Why?"
"Because sometimes it's very nice."
"Oh, I know that."
With that, Alice rose and came over to Veronica. She put her hand on her shoulder and felt the warm flesh beneath.
"Don't you know that?"
Alice knelt down on the carpeted floor and caressed one of Veronica's breasts. Veronica blinked her eyes as the pleasure began to course through her body.
"Yes."
"Just relax, don't fight it."
"I won't fight it, believe me."
"I do, I do."
Alice quickly unbuttoned Veronica's sweater and unhooked her bra. Veronica's breasts were freed and were now fully exposed. Alice looked at them. The softness of the flesh and its milky white color excited her. She leaned closer and closer until her lips finally touched one of the nipples. She kissed it.
Then she ran the tip of her tongue around the circumference of the brown circle slowly, slowly to excite, to create passion and desire.
Her tongue finally licked at the teat part of the nipple and it excited and hardened. Then Alice sucked on it. Veronica moaned her approval as Alice rubbed her other breast. Veronica spread her legs and revelaed the inner part of her thighs. Her cunt was already tingling at the thought of Alice's tongue sucking on it.
Alice put the other nipple in her mouth and sucked on it. Veronica held Alice's head in her hands and pressed it hard against the breast. Alice opened her mouth and took the entire nipple into her and sucked noisily on it. Veronica moaned loudly. Alice took her face away.
"You have lovely breasts," she said.
"I'm glad you like them."
"I do, very much."
Alice stood up and put her hand on her hips and looked down at Veronica.
There was a long pause before Veronica stood up too and slipped off her skirt. Her cunt wasn't hidden a bit by the flimsy panties she was wearing. Her dark pubic hairs fringed the top and the elastic at the sides.
Alice stared at the dark triangle as Veronica hooked her fingers into the panties and slid them down her legs. She stepped out of them.
Alice got down on her knees and Veronica spread her legs. Alice rubbed and kissed the inner part of Veronica's thighs as she inched her face closer and closer to the hairy bush.
Veronica touched her own breasts and felt a rush of sensations as Alice flicked her tongue out and into her cunt. She ran her tongue up and down slowly just inside her pussy crack as her hands cupped Veronica's buttocks from the rear and rubbed them. Veronica moaned again as Alice now stuck her tongue into her in earnest. The slippery organ poked and slithered around and flicked in and out as if it were trying to pull Veronica's come right out of her.
It did just that. Veronica began to pant. She ground her cunt into Alice's face. She reached down and grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face and lips and tongue as hard and as deep into her cunt as she could.
Alice's tongue penetrated deep into her pussy. Alice found Veronica's love button and sucked on it and nibbled on it. The membrane stood straight up and erect. Veronica panted loudly and gyrated her pelvis around as she felt her cunt quiver faster and faster. It felt as if she was being wrung dry of her come.
It came in a great gush that streamed hot and sticky out of her cunt. Alice lapped it up and swallowed every precious drop of it as she continued to suck on Veronica's love button. The clit pulsated and quivered and sent waves of excitement and pleasure throughout Veronica's entire body.
She began to sway on her feet. Her hands left Alice's head and returned to her own breasts. The nipples were erect and they thrilled when Veronica touched herself.
Alice slowly withdrew her tongue and moved her head away from Veronica's cunt. Her lips were glistening from Veronica's come, and she licked them clean and swallowed that too. Her own nipples had become erect in the excitement, and they longed for someone to touch them.
Alice stood up and Veronica immediately pulled her into a crushing embrace. She ground her cunt against Alice's legs.
"Oh, that was so good, so good," she panted.
"It was good for me too," replied Alice.
Veronica reached around and found the zipper and slid Alice's slacks down and let her step out of them. Alice wasn't wearing any panties. Alice took off her top and took her bra off, dropping it on the floor.
Then she stepped close to Veronica and pressed her lips against the other girl's. Veronica opened her mouth in order to admit Alice's tongue. It came slithering in and their two tongues met and fenced. They ground their bodies into one another; the breasts mashed together and as they wrapped then-arms around one another, their passions rose.
"Let's go into the other room," panted Alice.
She led Veronica into her bedroom and flopped on the bed. Veronica knelt over her. Her breasts hung free from her body and Alice inched up to cup and rub them as Veronica started to rub her cunt.
It lubricated freely in anticipation of the pleasure and excitement which awaited it.
Veronica's hands were rough on the sensitive flesh. It was just the way Alice liked it. Veronica's middle finger entered the hairy cunt and probed around. Veronica sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over Alice and lowered her head onto one of her breasts.
She nibbled at the nipple and made Alice emit little cries of pleasure/pain as she sucked hard on the sensitive little nub of flesh. Her finger meanwhile continued to poke around inside of Alice's cunt. Veronica made sure she hit all of the good spots and she knew she was successful when Alice began to moan and thrust her hips upward.
"Suck on me, suck on me," she panted.
Veronica took her mouth off of the breast and moved it slowly toward the cunt, sucking and licking her way down. She continued to finger-fuck Alice and rammed her finger deep up into her cunt as if she were trying to hurt her.
Alice spread her legs apart and raised them up in the air, as Veronica nuzzled the hairy triangle with her nose. Her tongue snaked out and entered her.
Alice moaned as she felt its warm sliperiness begin to flick in and out of her. Veronica pressed her mouth hard against the cunt hairs. She used her fingers to par the cunt lips so as to be able to penetrate Alice deeper. She sucked hard on her. Alice moaned and her breath came through distended nostrils as she felt her passion rise and rise until she didn't think it could rise any further.
Then she started to buck wildly up into Veronica's face and right after that she came. It oozed out of her cunt and Veronica reached under Alice and found her asshcle. She quickly rammed her forefinger up into it and parted the sensitive, tender flesh.
This enriched Alice's orgasm and she had another one as soon as Veronica began to wriggle her finger around. She moaned loudly as Veronica continued to eat her. She flung her head from side to side on the pillow and made a few grimaces while her body jerked and spasmed forth its steaming come.
Veronica lapped it up and swallowed the lot of it. Then she nibbled on Alice's love button for a while as Alice panted like mad. Veronica felt her legs being lowered and she slowly took her mouth away.
Alice's breasts heaved on her chest. Veronica leaned over her and pressed her come-stained lips against Alice's. Alice rammed her tongue into Veronica's mouth and got a good taste of herself. Her hands stroked Veronica's sides and loins as she gradually calmed down. She smiled at Veronica.
"I'll take that drink now," said Veronica.
"Sure."
Alice got up and went into the other room.
"Bring the cigarettes," shouted Veronica.
"Okay," was the reply.
Veronica sat quietly for a while, not really thinking about anything, until Alice came back in. She handed Veronica her drink and sat down on the bed herself.
"Thanks," said her guest.
"Cigarette?"
"Please."
Veronica took the butt offered her. Alice lit it for her.
"Do you sleep with a lot of women?"
"No," replied Alice.
"How many?"
"Have I ever slept with?"
"Yes."
"Maybe a dozen."
"Were they all good?"
"No."
"Hmmmm, that's a drag."
"Why?"
"Then why bother?"
"There's only one way to find out."
"That's true."
There was a pause while the two girls drank and smoked their cigarettes.
"Do you balance it out?" asked Veronica. "What?"
"Men and women."
"I don't understand."
"In bed, silly."
"Oh. No, it's mostly men."
"Then why did you want to fuck with me?"
"We've fucked before, haven't we?"
"Yes," replied Veronica as she sipped at her bourbon. It was good stuff. "So why not do it again?"
"I didn't think you liked to repeat."
"Only when they're good."
"Am I good?" asked Veronica. "Yes, you know that."
"How good?"
"Very good."
"That's nice to hear," said Veronica as she put one of her hands on Alice's thigh. The flesh was hard but yet the skin was soft. It was an exciting combination.
"Did you have any doubts?"
"As to what?" queried Veronica as she continued to rub Alice's leg.
"As to your being good."
"Well, it's always nice to hear. I need that, you know."
"We all need it, believe me."
There was a long pause while Veronica took a sip out of her drink.
"Need another?" asked Alice as she saw the almost empty glass.
"Are you going to?"
"Might as well."
"Then I'll have one too."
"Coming right up."
With that, Alice went into the other room. Veronica could hear the ice cubes tinkle as they hit the bottom of the glasses. She felt comfortable here, and relaxed. Alice was no substitute for a man, but then again, she understood that and didn't try to be anything other than what she was.
She returned with two fresh drinks and sat cross-legged on the bed. Veronica glanced at her cunt. Its lips were thick and full. The flesh was soft and the pubic hairs were fine and downy. It made her a little jealous. Her own cunt was much hairier, and while she didn't mind it, she had always wondered what it would be like to go through life with a nice soft cunt instead of the bush she had. Sometimes you think about things like that.
"Ummmm, this is good," said Alice, referring to the Jack Daniels.
"Yes, it is."
"Have you slept with many women?" asked Alice.
"No, not many."
"How many?"
"Three."
"What number am I?"
"You're number three."
"Oh, that's lucky."
"I don't do it very often. I have a boyfriend."
"Joe?"
"Yes." Veronica drank. "How is he?"
"He's okay."
"Do you think you'll marry him?"
"No."
"That's too bad."
"No, it's okay."
Alice put her arms around her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry."
Their bodies were very close once again, and Veronica could feel the heat emanating from Alice's body. It was good. It was soft where it should be and hard where it should be. It yielded quite easily and willingly to pleasure and Veronica felt that Alice would be open to almost any suggestion. It was unfortunate that at that moment she didn't feel like suggesting anything.
She filed it in the back of her mind for future reference as she was sure she would be needing it sometime.
"You weren't prying," said Veronica as she reached over and stroked one of Alice's breasts.
"I like it when you do that to me," she said huskily.
"I like it too."
Alice took the drink out of her friend's hand and put it on the floor. She gently drew Veronica down onto the bed and they lay together with their arms and legs intertwined.
Veronica felt Alice's gentle breathing on her neck as Alice snuggled close to her. Her cunt was warm. Her own sex was still tingling and it made her feel alive yet curiously tired.
She stroked Alice's hair. It was soft and clean and it smelled good. Before she knew it, she fell asleep.
Alice looked down at the resting body and slowly disengaged herself. She tiptoed into the other room and quickly dialed a number on the telephone.
"Hello. It's me ... I think I have one ... no, not now. I don't know. I'll let you know...."
And she hung up.
CHAPTER FOUR
DRUNKEN DUO
Alice crept back into bed. Veronica hadn't woken up. She thought Veronica might be just the girl she had been looking for. She would have to see, but the moves that Veronica had shown her up to now were the right ones. Whether she would go for the idea was another thing. There were ways, some of them quite pleasant, to make her change her mind. Alice hoped it would never come to that but if it did she was prepared to act. She would act as she had acted in the past-cold-bloodedly and efficiently. That was the only way to do it-if you're going to do it at all.
Veronica suddenly opened her eyes and when she saw Alice looking at her she smiled.
"I must have dozed off," she said sleepily as she rubbed her eyes.
"We both did. Spend the night here."
"What time is it?"
"It's late. Of course if you don't want to...."
"I do, I just didn't want to inconvenience you, that's all," she said. "It will be a pleasure."
"I'm sure of that."
"Good because so am I."
Veronica giggled and felt like a school girl as Alice got up and turned off the lights in both the rooms. Veronica reached down and found the drink on the floor. She was sipping at it when Alice returned to the room.
"Still drinking?"
"Just finishing it off."
"Finish mine too if you want to."
"Don't you want it?"
"No, I've already had enough."
"Okay, if you say so."
"I say so."
"I never needed an excuse anyway."
Alice dutifully noted this fact and put it into her memory bank. It would come in handy in the very near future.
"Do you drink a lot?" asked Alice.
"I have been known to, yes. Why do you ask?"
"I was just being nosey that's all."
"That's an honest enough answer."
Veronica finished her drink and worked on Alices' as Alice went into the bathroom. There wasn't the slightest inkling in her mind that her friend was going to do something to her. Not that there should have been. Veronica was certainly not a pro. The little she knew Joe told her and he was very careful about the information he dispensed, even to someone he liked. The word "trust" wasn't in his vocabulary. Veronica was one of those people who blithely sail through life until someone sinks their little boat, usually by torpedo.
Then they wonder what happened and why, but by that time it's all over and there's nothing to do except maybe lick your wounds and then slowly come out again and go on until you get beat again. That's the way it goes sometimes, especially with people like Veronica.
Alice stood underneath the shower. The water streamed down and brought warmth and sensual feelings to her body. She rubbed her breasts and smiled when she saw the skin almost shine. The large fleshy mounds swayed gently as she moved about. The nipples had softened by now but they still tingled slightly as she touched them.
She turned off the water and rubbed herself dry with a large towel. She stepped out into the other room.
"Well, you're a brand new girl," said Veronica.
Alice stepped closer to her and continued to dry herself. She rubbed hard. "Just about. Like it?"
"Ummmmm, delicious." Alice noticed the two empty booze glasses.
"Are you drunk?"
"Ummm, maybe a little."
"Then come here by all means."
Alice dropped her towel and began to rub Veronica's head. At the same time she steadily drew it closer and closer to her crotch.
"Would you like that?"
"Ummm, just a little taste," she said drunkenly.
"Then go ahead silly."
Veronica's hands moved out so that she could caress Alice's thighs as she contemplated her cunt. The hairs were all shiny and clean and she slowly inched her face closer and closer. She breathed in deeply and smelled the sex and cleanliness and it made her smile. She buried her face in the hairy vee and rammed her tongue into the cunt. Veronica twisted her head around as she shot her tongue in and out of Alice's cunt.
Alice spread her legs further apart and moaned and reached down so that she could hold Veronica's head almost prisoner between her hands. She bent her knees and arched her pelvis forward and pressed it harder and harder into Veronica's face and lips. Her tongue continued to flick in and out until she finally rammed it as deeply as she could into the quivering cunt and held it there. She mashed her lips against the willing flesh.
Alice panted a .d moaned as she felt shivers of delicate pleasure spread all over her entire body. Her cunt started to quiver and pulsate and she finally came in a steady stream that flowed continually downward into Veronica's waiting and eager mouth.
The slippery membrane continued to wriggle around and it made Alice come deeply and richly. Veronica swallowed every precious drop of her come and ground her face into the dripping mound of Alice's sex. She grasped Alice's buttocks from the rear and that helped to hold her writhing pelvis tight against her mouth.
"Oh, oh, God."
Alice came for a long time. It ran down Veronica's cheeks and some of it even dripped off her chin, there was that much of it. Even Alice was suprised at her depths being tapped in such a way. It was one of lifes more pleasant suprises for her.
Alice finally stopped coming. Her breasts heaved and shook on her chest as she backed away from Veronica who looked up at her as she wiped off her lips with the back of her hand.
Alice stood there and almost contemplated Veronica for a long minute or so before she went into the other room and came back with a glass of whiskey. Veronica had, in the meantime, returned to her reclined position on the bed. She was somewhat more sober now than she had been before. After what she just did one could hardly blame her.
"Hey, I'm the one who's supposed to be drunk. Want to join me?"
Alice took a swig.
"I wonder."
"What do you wonder?"
"If you're as drunk as all that."
"Try me."
"I just did."
"Well?"
"If that's a little taste, what do you do when you really get thirsty?" asked Alice.
"Ha-ha, that's for me to know...."
"Yes," interrupted Alice, "and for me to find out."
"You got it."
"I sure did."
"Any complaints?"
"No, none at all."
"Good."
"And what if there were?"
"We'd have to try and solve them wouldn't we?"
"Yes, I guess we would."
"Guess? Don't you know?"
"Of course I know. Maybe I'm getting drunk too," said Alice as she swigged again. "No."
"No what?"
"You're not getting drunk."
"What do you mean?"
"You never get drunk."
"Of course I do."
"Maybe alone but never when there's someone else around," said Veronica as she propped herself up on one elbow so that she could pin Alice with her eyes. Alice made a fatal mistake by turning her head away.
"What do I do then?" she asked.
"You pretend."
"Why would I want to do that?"
"Why do most people pretend?"
"I'm not a psychiatrist, I don't know."
"Well, maybe I do."
"Are you a psychiatrist?"
"I don't have to be."
"Well, well, you certainly have enough secrets this evening."
Alice turned back to Veronica as if to confront her. It didn't work.
"No more than usual."
"You've changed a lot dear."
"No I haven't."
There was an uncomfortable pause. Alice decided not to carry it further. There was no point in it. She might loose everything by being silly, being tacky and that would be a stupid thing to do. Even Alice realized that.
"Let's not quarrel about something as silly as this," she finally said.
"I didn't want to quarrel in the first place," replied Veronica.
"Neither did I. Let's not spoil a good thing."
"A very good thing."
Alice handed Veronica her drink and Veronica sipped at it. She lay back on the bed and put her arms under her head. Alice looked at her breasts.
"You're so lovely."
"Thank you, I'm glad you like them."
"I do, very much."
Alice kneeled on the floor and bent over one of Veronica's breasts. She gently laid her head down on it. Veronica cradled her in her arms until Alice finally began to suck on the nipple. She nibbled and chewed very gently on it as if she were a baby. Veronica held her tightly in her arms and pressed her face harder against her breast flesh. Alice lifted her head up.
"I'm sorry, I just had to do that."
"I'm glad you did."
"Would you like to sleep now?" asked Alice.
"Yes."
"Good, so would I."
Alice turned off the bedroom light and crawled into the bed. The two girls snuggled close to one another as they had done before. Their arms and legs entwined and they stayed like that for a long time.
Veronica's eyes fluttered open. Alice was still asleep. Veronica decided against waking her and she crept silently out of bed and dressed. She took one last look at Alice who was sleeping peacefully. Then she left.
When Alice eventually woke up she wasn't suprised to find Veronica gone. She had rather expected it and therefore she immediately made a somewhat mysterious phone call, to the same person as she had called the night before.
When she had finished talking she dressed quickly and began to wait for him. He had sounded very interested when they spoke and he had requested that she be available for him this afternoon. It was not without a little pleasure that Alice paced up and down the length of her living room. She had managed to go through at least five cigarettes when the buzzer let her know he was at the door. She crossed quickly and opened it.
Jerry came in and quickly gave the room the once over. Satisfied that he and Alice were its only occupants he sat down and smiled up at her.
"So you have another little fish for my collection?" he asked.
"I may have-no promises."
"Tell me about her."
"Well she's pretty, well built, young."
"They're all like that."
"What else do you want to know?"
"Is she smart?"
"She's not dumb. How smart she is I don't know."
"Hmmmmm."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing yet."
"I thought you were happy when I told you about her?" asked Alice.
"I was. I am. You look very pretty today."
"I glad you noticed-finally."
"I noticed immediately."
"I can't win with you, can I?"
"If you could, you'd put me out of business."
"I'd never do that."
"Wouldn't you?"
"No."
"Perhaps you're right."
Alice continued to pace nervously about the room. She smoked a few more cigarettes. Jerry watched with steely eyes. Nothing escaped his glance. It all registered somewhere and was filed away in a place where it could be gotten out on a seconds notice. He was dangerous and that factor appealed to Alice. She was the moth to his flame. She had come close a lot of times before but had so far managed to escape. She was playing a dangerous game with dangerous people and it excited her. That's why she bothered in the first place.
She walked over to him. Her head hung down as if she was a little girl who had just been scolded when it got caught doing something wrong. She wore a dress, a very short one. Her long legs were shown off to good advantage. Jerry didn't fail to notice.
CHAPTER FIVE
PIMP'S PLEASURE
Jerry reached out and caressed the back of Alice's thighs. He slipped his hand up so that he could rub her buttocks. The flesh was soft and yielding. Alice stood very still. She knew what was going to happen.
Now his hands moved around the thickest part of her leg and began to move upwards towards her cunt. He took his time. He wanted her to cry out for his prick. She would do that anyway, that he knew but he wanted to make sure she sang in tune.
His stubby little fingers poked at the soft tuft of hairy flesh. He reached up with his other hand and hooked his fingers into the elastic that held her panties up. He slid them down and Alice stepped out of them. Now he began to play with her cunt in earnest.
He took his middle finger and reamed out her hole. Alice moaned at the pleasant intrusion into her sex and began to lubricate freely. His finger slowly went further and further up into her until he had it buried up to his knuckle.
Alice opened her legs further and stood there quietly, a slave to his poking and wiggling finger. Jerry liked that. He finger-fucked her slowly and deliberately in long slow easy strokes. Strokes that were designed to make her want more than a finger. He did it almost without feeling, without emotion. His moves were calculated to get the best results. Any results you got from Alice were good.
Alice closed her eyes. She wasn't thinking now, only reacting to the chiving finger which slipped in and out of her well lubricated cunt quickly. The cunt lips grabbed at it as if to hold it there but it was no good. Alice moaned.
Jerry lifted up her skirt and stuck his head in. He took his finger out of her cunt and replaced it with his lips. His lips met her lips and he stuck his tongue into her as far as he could. Alice sucked in her breath sharply as he slithered it around.
His hands rubbed her ass and caressed the warm, smooth flesh and played with the crack in her ass. Alice panted and panted and began to move her cunt around as if she was trying to get away from him. Jerry's tongue continued to probe the deep recesses of her canal.
He took his middle finger and probed at her asshole. Finding the entrance, he didn't waste any time. He rammed it into her as hard and as deep as he could. At the same time he found her love button with his teeth and began to nibble on it.
Alice was filled with driving forces which demanded that she release. His finger plunged in and out of her asshole as his lips and teeth made her love button pulsate and quiver.
"I can't stand it, oh, oh," she moaned.
Then he knew she was going to come. She bent her knees a little and started to buck. She yelled as her hot cargo streamed out of her in a series of violent spasms. It was as if her cunt were being wrung dry of everything it had. Jerry's finger and tongue continued to work on her even though she moaned loudly. She tossed her head from side to side slowly as if she couldn't believe what was happening. Once her knees started to buckle, but she held together until it was all over.
Then Jerry took his finger out of her asshole. Somewhere he could feel a faint pleasure at having made Alice this vunerable. It would fit in very nicely with his plans. He took his face away. It was streaked with the come that had overflowed from her cunt.
Alice staggered back and flopped into a chair. Her cunt continued to spasm and quiver and a few drops of white stickey come dripped out of her cunt and fell onto the floor. She closed her eyes and it was a long time before she opened them.
When she did she saw that Jerry was sitting quietly, looking at her. Alice smiled, she smiled that well fucked smile that can even make an ugly woman look pretty-at least for a minute.
"Satisfied?" he asked.
"What do you think?"
"I want to hear it from you."
"No ones ever made me feel like that before," she conceeded to him.
"Good, that's good."
"Why?"
"Don't you know?" he asked.
"No, I want you to tell me."
"You should know Alice."
"I'm stupid. Tell me."
"It's good because it means you belong to me.
"I don't belong to anyone," she said firmly.
"Perhaps, but if you ever did belong to someone it would be me."
"Is that so bad?" she asked. "I don't know, I'm not me." Jerry laughed. Alice was puzzled. "Why did you do that?"
"What?"
"Make me come that way."
"Because I wanted to."
There was a pause while Alice thought.
"I'm glad," she said finally. Her voice was quiet, almost resigned.
"Good, that's what I've been waiting for you to say," said Jerry as he stood up.
"Are you going?" There was alarm in her voice.
"No, just standing up."
Gradually the pounding stopped in Alice's chest. Her whole body felt as if it were on fire. It tingled and she felt as if all of her nerve ends were exposed.
"Stand up Alice," said Jerry softly.
She did as she was told.
"Now do what you want to."
It was as simple as that.
Alice took off her skirt and sweater and stood before him naked like a silent sacrifice. Her head was bowed and she walked slowly towards him. Her large eager breasts swung gently on her chest.
She paused in front of him. Her eyes were on the floor. Then she slowly knelt on the carpeted floor and took down his pants. Her fingertips began to work on his thighs as she nuzzled her nose into his fuzzy crotch.
Jerry felt his rod harden. Alice cupped his balls and took the head of the not yet hard cock into her mouth. She held it there until the prick erected. She sucked on him gently and used her tongue well. She swirled it around the now bulging head of the cock as if she was washing it.
Then her head began to move slowly forward. It continued until the shaft had completely disappeared into the deeper recesses of her mouth.
Jerry reached down and held her face in his hands. He mouth fucked her. Alice's cheeks were distended from the length and thickness of his prick. She closed her eyes and sucked hard on him as he slipped his rod in and out of her mouth. Her lips squeezed at his shaft and she applied gentle pressure with her teeth.
She moaned as she rubbed his legs and teased with his balls. She tried to milk them. Her nipples stood straight up. Alice twisted her head around on the plunging shaft as much as she could. She played with the crack in his ass. She tried to suck the come right out of him. And, after a while, she did. She felt the head bulge and strain for a second or two. Then she felt the balls grow tight in then-protective sack. Minutes later he gushed into her mouth. His whole body shuddered as he exploded again and again.
Alice swallowed it and waited for the next load. She wasn't disappointed. Soon her mouth was filled with his steaming come.
His balls emptied themselves and he stepped back away from her. His prick fell out of her mouth. Alice gasped for breath. She bent over, double, her breasts hung free from her body and swayed as she fought to get her breath back again.
Jerry took off his clothes and sat back down in his chair and lit a cigarette. After a few seconds Alice lifted her head up. Again, she smiled when she saw that he was watching her.
"Why are you smiling this time?" she asked.
"Because of you."
He handed her the lit cigarette. She took it and stood up. Her hands were on her hips and she looked like an Amazon as she tilted her head back, proudly, almost defiantly.
"That's no answer."
"You make me happy."
"How do I make you happy?" she asked as she sat down in the chair opposite him.
"When you swallow my come like that."
"I like it."
"I know you do."
Alice stood up and went over to him. She kneeled at his feet.
"I love everything you do to me."
"I know that too," he said. "Do you like it?"
"Sure baby, I like it."
She stood up. "Oh why can't you be serious?"
"I am serious."
"I know. I'm sorry. Forgive me?"
"Sure, I forgive you."
She stubbed out his cigarette and walked into her bedroom. He looked down at the stained sheets.
"Been entertaining?" he asked.
"A little."
"Anyone I know?"
"Someone you want to meet."
"Oh, her."
"Yes-her."
"Is she good?"
"You'd love her Jerry."
"Ummmm, sounds okay."
"She's a lot better than okay."
"When do I meet her?"
"She's different. Let me set it up. Okay?"
"Sure, do whatever you think best."
"You trust me?"
"It's not costing me anything."
"I should have known."
"Yes, you should have."
"Did I make a very big mistake?" she asked. Jerry couldn't get mad at her when she spoke to him thusly. In fact he was rendered helpless, completely helpless. It had occurred to him that if she did it to him on purpose she had a very good weapon at her disposal. In his mind, there was reasonable certainty that it was an accident.
"No, not very big," he replied.
Alice was reduced to a very buxom, sexy child when she was with him, especially right after she had had a couple of good orgasms. Before the orgasms she could hold her own but after them she was completely at his mercy. It was lucky for her that Jerry was basically a kind person. He could kill it was true but only if he had to. Alice would never drive him to that either by intent or by neglect.
He thought about what she had said about this mysterious girl.
"Get me a drink will you?"
"Sure honey."
When Alice went into the other room to mix Jerry his drink, his mind began to race. Surely she was up to something. She was putting it to him, of that he was certain. But why? She had no reason that he could think of. Obviously there was a reason that he hadn't thought of. The situation could grow to be delicate. Delicate situations weren't exactly Jerry's forte. Not that he couldn't handle them-he could. He just got bored with it and when that happened, then he usually wound up ending it-the easiest way for him.
Alice returned and handed him his drink.
"Thanks."
"That's okay."
"How long have you known this girl?"
"A couple of years."
"What makes you think she might be a good thing for me?" he asked. "The way she acts."
Alice sat down on the bed next to him. "How does she act?"
"She's free with her cunt. She's moldable."
"Is she agreeable?"
"Yes."
"Has she ever been a prostitute before?"
"No, not that I know of."
"Then how do you know she's moldable?"
"Well...."
"Because she fucks?"
"That's part of it, yes."
"What's the other part?"
"Why are you asking me all these questions like this?" asked Alice as she rose up and began to pace about the room nervously.
"I have to know certain things before I do something, you know that."
It was true, she did know.
"Yes, I know. I'm sorry honey."
"That's okay, just don't bug me the next time I try and find out stuff I have to know, that's all."
"I won't."
"I know you won't."
Jerry sipped at his drink while he watched Alice move around the room. He was satisfied now. He had accomplished what he wanted to do. The next step for him would be merely to wait. It was something which he was very good at. He would wait and sooner or later that thing which he wanted would come to him. It always had in the past and there was nothing to make him think it wouldn't now.
He finished the drink and again felt aroused. He knew she really wanted to be fucked. It was a natural enough reaction. He chuckled softly to himself.
"Hey, come here," he said.
Alice stopped pacing and crossed and stood at the edge of the bed.
"Don't you want to lie down next to me?"
"You know I do. Oh Jerry."
Alice flung her body on the bed and ground it into his. Her desire was undisguised. Her hand immediately went to his crotch. She grabbed his prick and began to rub it slowly and firmly until it stiffened. She pressed her breasts with their hardened nipples against his chest. Jerry rubbed her stomach. Alice spread her legs. He leaned over and mashed his lips against hers. Her tongue darted into his mouth and swirled around his own tongue as she wrapped her arms around his neck and ground her waiting cunt into his thigh.
"I want you so much," she panted as they broke away.
"I know."
Her hands fondled his balls gently as he rubbed her breasts. She arched her back towards him so that she could press more of her flesh into his hands. His fingers dug roughly into the sensitive flesh and spread sensations all over her body. She moaned as she stroked his erect prick slowly up and down its sensitive underside.
"Take me, now," she whispered.
Now was as good a time as any.
Jerry climbed over her. Alice took his prick and placed it at the entrance to her hole. Jerry's hand replaced hers and he ran the head of his prick slowly up and down just inside her cunt slit. Alice spread her legs and offered him her cunt and body and everything else she had.
Jerry found the opening and slowly slid his rod into her. Alice moaned in pleasure as she felt the thick shaft fill her cunt up. He stopped when he hit the back of her and he held it there for long seconds and let her feel its length and thickness.
Alice gyrated her pelvis around and made the bulging head hit different and excitingly new spots on the inside of her cunt.
Then he began to friction her in long, easy, slow strokes. He raised himself up and supported himself on his hands so that he could get more leverage and power to his strokes.
He picked up his speed and began to slam it into her. Alice's body rocked and shook from the force of his blows as he put all of his weight behind each thrust that started out in his toes and culminated in the rock hard head of his prick as it banged repeatedly into her cunt. The sides of Alice's cunt quivered and excited as the thick and merciless shaft continued to pound into her.
She threw her head around on the pillow and closed her eyes. Her breasts shook violently on her chest. Jerry took on hand and pinched the nipple. Alice yelled in pleasure-pain as she felt herself about to come. She bucked her cunt up into his incoming cock as her stomach muscles hardened and she trembled. The release was a long time in coming but when it did happen it nearly took her head off.
Her cunt exploded into a thousand different pieces. Each one of them was a drop of come that raced down her canal. She writhed under his insistent prick that seemed to drain her of every drop of come she had in her. Her hot milky white come flowed in a steady stream out of her. She gasped for breath in great heaving gulps as Jerry pounded it into her.
Her fingernails dug into his shoulder and upper arms as if she needed something to hold onto. She felt as if she were being lifted off the bed and she didn't mind. She convulsed again and shot out another load of whey that overflowed her already loaded cunt and ran out between her legs and down to the crack in her ass.
She reached around and played with Jerry's balls, now that she had stopped coming for the moment. She leaned up and stuck the tip of her tongue into his ear as their bodies continued to collide violently. They slapped together and their pubic hairs were mashed and matted with Alice's come.
She felt the balls go tight in then-protective sack and the next thing she knew was that liquid fire was being shot up into her cunt. His hot sperm bathed and seared her out. His balls paused for a moment as they recharged themselves. Then he let her have it again. Alice yelled out as she had another orgasm. She felt as if she might loose consciousness for a while but she held on as Jerry let her have his third and final load of come. Her insides were filled with both of their burning liquids and Alice's fingers dug into the sheets as she flailed her head around on the pillow.
Finally he was still. His body lay quietly on top of her as he rested. Alice could feel his prick slowly shrink until it got so small that she couldn't feel it at all anymore. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at him. His face was on its side and his eyes were closed and he looked like a little boy.
Alice stroked his hair gently. He opened his eyes and slowly pulled his dripping shaft out of her and stood up and went into the other room and came back with a cigarette. He laid down on the bed next to her. Alice snuggled in close to him and he put his arm around her.
"Do you fuck every woman like that?" she asked.
"Like how?"
"Like the way you fucked me."
"Oh."
"Well, answer me."
"It might be dangerous," he said flatly and with good reason. "Why?"
"You might try and take advantage of me."
"How could I do that?" she asked.
"Very easily."
"How?"
"By getting a swell head if I told you that you were the only one I fucked like that," he replied.
"Is that what you're telling me?"
"Most likely, yes."
"Oh Jerry."
"What's the matter?"
"I wanted you to really tell me."
"I just did," he protested.
"I know but I wanted it to be a different way."
"Well, you can't have everything the way you want it, you should know that."
"I do."
"Then there's no problem." 'There never was, silly," she said. "Well, I'm glad that's settled."
"Me too."
"Why don't you go to sleep?"
"Do you want to get rid of me?"
Her warm, large breasts pressed into his side and excited him.
"No. That's one thing you won't have to worry about."
Which was about half true but it would do nicely for the moment.
"That makes me feel so good Jerry, you'll never know."
He never would. He knew that but he didn't want to say anything, at least right now. They shot the shit for a little while longer and then Jerry got up and turned off the lights and they went to sleep.
As Veronica passed Joe's apartment she again listened for sounds. There were none so she figured he was still out. She went into her apartment and sort of fooled around for awhile. There was nothing for her to do. She was bored and restless. The whole business with Alice had overtones to it. They were very faint but she still heard them. Or rather she felt them. Some animal instinct in her told her to be careful. It didn't tell her why though.
Maybe it was Jerry. She knew nothing about him, only that Alice had been seeing him. She never spoke of him which was unusual when two girls got together. Maybe that was it. If she didn't speak of him there must be a reason. Maybe it would fit into the puzzle.
Veronica quickly tired of making speculations that where vague at best. It wasn't her game. She was content with her body. She could use other people's minds when she had to. It was all perfectly agreeable to her. She sat down and smoked a cigarette before she finally got up and went into the bathroom.
She squatted down on the toilet seat after she had pulled her panties down. She began to rub her cunt and in a few minutes she felt the subtle waves of excitement and pleasure that began to eminate from her cunt. She closed her eyes and imagined.
Then she took her middle finger and found her love button. She rubbed it until it erected and began to throb. She took her other hand and began to finger-fuck herself while she rubbed the button at the same time. Her breasts pounded on her chest as the excitement and pleasure grew until it finally culminated.
She gasped as she came over her hand. Her come was hot and stickey and it flowed gently out of her in a steady stream until she took her finger out of herself.
She sat there for a few minutes until she calmed down a little. Then she got up and went into the living room to wait for something to happen.
Alice felt Jerry stir in his sleep as if he were having a bad dream. He mumbled something uninteligible before he settled down again. Alice closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
The next time she opened them she felt something, something exciting and good. Jerry had woken up and was now rubbing Alice's ass with one hand while the other cupped the soft down of her sex.
Alice automatically drew her knees up to her chest as she felt him begin to probe at her asshole. She gradually woke up as the pleasure increased. Jerry's middle finger slowly and gently reamed out her cunt and made it lubricate and throb. Alice moaned softly as Jerry spread her tight little red ring of ass flesh and stuck a finger in. He slide it up into her and filled her up as his finger in her cunt moved around more freely and more roughly.
Alice moved her body around and moaned again as she gained full consciousness. Jerry withdrew his fingers from her body and there was an agonizing pause while he took his prick in his hands and started to probe at her asshole again.
He finally placed it at the entrance to her asshole and pushed in slowly. The flesh parted equally as slowly as if it were resisting him. He finally got it all the way in and buried it in her. Alice began to pant as he started to pump her. He held her by her hips so that she wouldn't move around too much. When he felt confident that she would stay put he took his hands off her hips and rubbed her breasts and pulled her body back into his as he picked up his speed at the same time.
"Jerry, Jerry," moaned Alice in her pleasure.
Now he whipped his shaft in and out of her asshole and he hit her body as hard as he could with his own so that he could achieve maximum penetration. He pinched her swollen nipples and almost made them glow. Sensations flooded over Alice and threatened to drown her. Not that she minded in the least.
His hands left her breasts and began to work on her cunt. He found her love button and poked and rubbed it. Alice writhed her body around in pleasure as she felt herself about to come.
She yelled out as Jerry pounded his shaft into her asshole and his finger in and out of her cunt as hard and as fast as he could. The sounds she made when she came excited the hell out of him and he felt his balls go numb just before his prick shuddered as his hot cargo surged up from his balls and eventually splurged into her asshole.
The burning liquids seared Alice out again, as they always did. Her body writhed and bucked in reckless abandon as her cunt quivered forth its precious liquids that splashed all over Jerry's hand. Alice's whole body gave into the pleasure which was complete. She surrendered herself to it and trusted in it.
Jerry stopped frictioning her as soon as his balls had emptied themselves. He lay quietly on the bed as he caught his breath. When he finally did he slowly withdrew his dripping prick from her asshole. The flesh grabbed at it as if it didn't want the shaft to leave. Which was probably the case.
Alice tried to catch her breath. Her heart pounded as she rolled over her back. Her cunt hairs were sopping from the excess liquids which had poured out and covered them. Her whole body tingled and vibrated. Jerry lay along side of her and said nothing. His cock slowly shrank into almost nothing. It deserved a rest, it had done its job well.
"Why did you do that?" she asked.
"Because I wanted to," Jerry yawned.
"It would make a great calling card."
"I don't use calling cards in my business."
"I know, but you use that."
"What's that?"
"You prick, silly."
"Oh, that."
"Yes that."
"That's true," he admitted. There was a certain luxery in admitting a previously known fact that did not escape him. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, very. That's an unbelievable way to wake up, darling," purred Alice. "I know love, I know."
"Will you do it to me again?"
"Yup."
"Promise?"
"That's one thing I don't do."
"Not even for me?" she asked. "Not even for you."
Alice realized she had overstepped her bounds, but it was alright. There was no harm done, she had merely found out something that she didn't know. Also, it was important because it gave her several insights into Jerry's personality that she didn't have before.
Jerry yawned again and stretched his lithe frame as if he were getting the kinks out.
"Are you going to be busy today?" asked Alice.
"Hopefully, no. I have a few calls to make, maybe I can take care of everything over the phone."
"Then we can spend the day together?" she asked.
"I'll try."
Alice laughed happily. "Oh, that's wonderful. We haven't spent the day together in such a long time."
"Yeah, I know."
"I miss it, I really do."
Alice arched her breasts upward. They shook gently on her chest.
"So do I," said Jerry as he eyed the two luscious mounds of white flesh. He couldn't resist caressing one of them. The flesh almost took his hand. There were a lot of it and it was all soft except for the nipple which got rock hard when it was excited and erect. Alice pressed her hand over his and kissed his forearm.
"I love it when you touch me," she said.
"You're nice to touch."
It was true. Alice had a dynamite body and she knew how to use it, especially when she fucked. She threw it around as if she was trying to get rid of it. It could be a bumpy ride sometimes but if you managed to stick with it, it was one of the best there was. Jerry knew a lot of men who would have paid a lot of money to get their hot little hands on her titties. More than once Jerry had been tempted to ask Alice if she would do him a favor like that. He knew that she would fuck and suck any man or woman he told her to and she wouldn't ask any questions either. He never did ask her to do anything like that and he probably never would. There was enough meat running around so that the supply always was greater than the demand.
He suddenly got up off the bed and went into the other room. Alice could hear him dialing a number on the telephone. He spoke in hushed tones and although she tried very hard to catch a word or a phrase or two it was imppossible. Jerry made three such calls in quick success on before he finally came back into the bedroom. Alice searched his face for any clue as to the nature of his conversations but as usual she could ascertain nothing.
"Did you take care of everything?" she asked.
"More or less."
"Do we get to spend the day together?" She propped herself up on an elbow and looked up at him as he lit a cigarette. "Not all of it, no."
"Oh, that's rotton."
"Can't be helped, you know that," he said.
"I know. I was just disappointed."
"That's okay too."
"Do you have to leave now?"
"Yes."
He started to get dressed.
"I wanted to fix you something to eat."
"That's okay, I'll grab something on the street."
"Are you sure?"
"I'll be okay, don't worry about me."
"But I do, I can't help it."
"Well, just don't let yourself in for a lot of grief, that's all," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"Let's hope you never have to find out."
With that he went to the door and opened it. He gave her a long hard look before he closed the door behind him.
Alice continued to he on the bed for a long time. She was confused. Jerry had been more cryptic than he usually was. Perhaps it was meant to mean something. Perhaps in all of the vagueness there was a meaning, an important meaning. Alice didn't know and it bothered her a great deal. She finally got up and smoked a cigarette. Jerry hadn't said when he would be coming back. That meant that Alice was obliged to wait for him, if she wanted to see him that is. After awhile she got lonely and decided to got out. She dressed without caring really what she put on and went out into the street.
She walked for a long time before she finally stopped. She had no idea of what time it was. Maybe Jerry was trying to reach her at that very moment. For the first time in her life Alice didn't care. All of a sudden the whole thing was meaningless and she didn't understand or care why, it was that's all. She looked around. The neighborhood that she found herself in looked familiar. Of course. She had a girlfriend who lived nearby. Usually they met somewhere like in a bar or in a restaurant. In fact, Alice couldn't remember when Marjory had been at her place last. No, Alice had been at Marjory's, that was it.
She tried to figure out where she lived. After walking a few blocks things began to look even more familiar. It felt strange for Alice to be in this neighborhood. It was deja-vu on a realistic level. Not that she would have expressed it that way because she wouldn't. Such words and even thoughts were far above Alice's ken. Nevertheless she snooped around and gradually felt her way to Marjory's apartment building.
She looked up at the sky. Time had passed. It didn't matter for her-time or what had passed. She walked up to the front of the building and looked up. It was impossible to tell if her friend was in. Alice decided to take a chance and she rung the buzzer under Marjory's mailbox.
It answered back and Alice entered the old and decayed building. It was not that much different from the building in which Alice herself lived. She walked up the four flights, there was no elevator and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" asked Marjory without opening the door. "Alice."
Marjory opened the door. "Oh, hi, come on in."
"Am I disturbing you?" asked Alice. "No, not at all, Paul is coming over later."
"Then I won't stay long."
"Nonsense. I'm sure he'd love to meet you."
CHAPTER SIX
PAUL'S FEELINGS
Alice sat down on a stuffed leather easy chair.
"How's Jerry?" asked Marjory as she sat on a couch that was against the wall. The couch faced the chair.
"He's okay."
"You don't sound too enthusiastic."
"I'm not."
"How come? The last time I saw you, you were pretty hot on him."
"Oh, I guess it's cooled off."
"That happens. Don't let it upset you."
"I know, but it's depressing. He gets so vague sometimes. I don't know what's coming off."
"Men have been known to do that, you know."
"But he doesn't give me any help at all. Sometimes I feel so useless."
"Then drop him-if you can," replied Marjory.
"That's just it. I don't know if I can," said Alice.
"It's a problem, I'll grant you that, honey. Is there anything I can do to help?"
And Marjory meant it. She liked Alice and would do anything within reason to help her. She didn't know too much about Jerry, and the truth of the matter was that she didn't want to know. Alice was a woman, and Marjory could understand from a woman's viewpoint how she could get mixed up with a guy who was a shady character, to say the least. Marjory had no interest or desire to get to know Jerry in any other way except how it affected Alice. They had a nice relationship. It was simple and honest, they really didn't need each other, so the demands that they placed on one another were simple ones. Nevertheless, there was a bond between them. Maybe it was the bond that all women have. They're all conspirators, anyway, especially when they get away from men.
"Oh, maybe ... maybe you could let me stay here a few days if things get rough," said Alice.
So that was it, Marjory thought to herself.
Marjory suddenly found herself in a difficult position. While she had a desire to help Alice, she certainly wasn't about to put her own ass on the line for her, which was what would probably happen if Alice were to stay with her. Anyone could be found if they were wanted badly enough. Marjory had seen enough films to know that. It also made her afraid. No, her involvement ended right there.
"We'll see when the time comes. Paul stays here a lot, you know," she finally said.
"I didn't know that."
"We'll probably be married in another two months."
"So you're really going to take the plunge, huh?"
"It looks like it."
"I'm happy for you," said Alice.
And she really was, that was the funny thing.
"Thanks."
"I wonder what it's like."
"What?" asked Marjory.
"Oh, having a nice comfortable relationship with a man like you have."
"Isn't it comfortable with you and Jerry?"
"Oh, sometimes. Sometimes not."
"It's always like that."
"How do you mean?"
"There are ups and downs in every relationship."
"I suppose you're right. The only thing is that when Jerry and I have our downs it feels like an airplane that's suddenly gone out of control."
"I know-that sinking feeling."
"That's exactly what it is."
"Would you like some coffee or a drink?" asked Marjory as she stood up and stretched. Her breasts were small and hard and she wore no bra. The nipples could be seen out-lined clearly as they pressed against the material of her blouse.
"Some scotch would be fine if you have any."
"I think there's some left, let me see."
Marjory disappeared into her small kitchen for awhile. Alice could hear her rummaging around. She no longer thought about Jerry except in very distant terms. To her, he was very far away. He was gradually receeding from her mind, like a memory that fades and one day is no longer there where you can put your hands on it. It was powerful, this feeling, and Alice did not have either the wisdom or the energy to question it. She watched and let it go. There was a small part of her that told her to be afraid of what might happen. There was the definite possibility of violence. Alice would do whatever she had to do.
Marjory came back out with two drinks, one of which she handed to Alice.
"Thanks. You're having one, too?"
"Yes, I thought I would."
The two girls sipped their drinks. Alice felt longing slowly creeping over her body.
Longing for something that she couldn't quite put her finger on. Perhaps it was just that she was lonely.
"Are you sure you want me to stay here when Paul comes?" she asked.
"Sure. Why don't you have dinner with us?"
"Oh, I'd love to. Can I help?"
"Only by eating," replied Marjory.
The two girls made small talk for awhile. They were interrupted by the sound of a key going into the lock. The door opened. Paul came in. He was about thirty and good-looking, and his body looked trim and hard.
"Hi," said Marjory.
She went over to him and they embraced. Alice could see their tongues working in their mouths as they kissed, and she turned away. Marjory pressed her body hard against his for a second or two.
"This is Alice," said Marjory as they broke away.
"Hello," said Paul.
His eyes scanned her body. They paused on her breasts before they wandered down to her crotch and the bit of ivory-skinned thigh that was showing.
Marjory went into the kitchen and made Paul a drink.
"Marge has spoken of you," he said as he waited for his drink. "Has she?"
"Yes, but not too much. What do you do?"
"When?"
"When you're working."
"I'm a confidential secretary."
"To whom, if I may ask?"
"A businessman." 'That sounds interesting."
"It is. There's a lot of travel involved, which I like."
Marjory came in with his drink.
"Thanks, honey," he said as he accepted it.
"Hungry?"
"Starved."
"Dinner will be ready in about half an hour. Can you wait?"
"Sure, I can wait."
Soon the smells of dinner made themselves apparent. Alice felt very relaxed and comfortable. While Paul had certainly been eyeing her, he wasn't obvious about it, which was something in his favor. He wasn't bad, actually, and Alice finally had to go into the kitchen as he was beginning to make her feel uncomfortable. It wasn't anything he said or did, but rather it was the lack of these things which began to make Alice curious. She knew from past experience that once that happened, there was only one way to really satisfy her curiosity. That was out of the question, at least for now. She desperately needed and wanted a man who was the antithesis of Jerry. From what she had seen, Paul was the guy. One thing that Alice wasn't was a man-stealer, though. If it was offered to her freely, she would take it, but she would never go out of her way to screw up a girl friend by fucking her boy friend. It was this one shred of honesty which was really loyalty that led Alice to believe herself to be a lot more honorable than she really was. Self-deception was in her character, however. The only thing Alice could hope to do would be to limit the deception, if that were at all possible.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked.
"Everything's under control, thanks. How are you and Paul getting on?"
"Fine, he's nice."
"Yes, he is. Maybe I'll keep him."
"If you don't, let me know."
"Okay, I'll remember that."
Marjory puttered around happily in her kitchen. Soon the dinner was ready and the three of them proceeded to demolish it. When coffee was being served, Alice got up from the table and sat down in the living room. Soon, Paul and Marjory joined her and they chatted for awhile.
Alice could see that Paul was giving Marjory some funny looks. It was obvious why. He wanted to fuck her. Alice decided to have a little fun. She decided just to sit there and be charming and see what Paul would do. It was getting late. From her conversation before dinner, Alice knew that Paul had a steady job that obliged him to be up quite early in the morning. That cancelled out any chance of him waiting her out. The opposite was more than likely. Alice could tell that Marjory was getting a little uncomfortable. She was beginning to find the humor in it.
Paul finally broke the suspense.
"Would you excuse us for a few moments?" he asked Alice.
"Oh, do you want me to leave? Perhaps I should. It's getting late."
"We won't be long. Stay if you want to," said Marjory as she stood up.
"Okay."
She and Paul went into the bedroom at the far end of the apartment. Alice got up and fixed herself another drink and waited awhile. Then she took off her shoes and walked toward the bedroom.
The door was partially open. She looked in. Paul was lying across the upper half of Marjory's body. They were naked. Her legs were spread and he was rubbing her cunt. She moaned softly as she stroked his back. Paul had an erection and Alice could see that he had a good-sized prick. Marjory began to rub his balls as she squirmed around a little under him. His head was pressed against one of her breasts. He was sucking on the nipple.
"Oh, Paul, it's so good, darling," moaned Marjory.
Alice could see the cunt lips part and reveal the pinkish inner flesh as Paul stuck his middle finger into her cunt. He rammed it into her and made her gasp in pleasure as he finger-fucked her while he sucked on the breast.
Marjory stroked his prick up and down in long, slow movements. When Paul had warmed her up to his satisfaction, he took his finger out of her cunt. Then he raised himself off of her breasts and moved down so that he could put his face between her legs.
Marjory closed her eyes as he ran the tip of his tongue up and down just inside her cunt-crack. He reached underneath and cupped her soft buttocks so as to hold her more steady. His tongue flicked into her hole and he rammed it into her as far as he could. He mashed his lips against hers as he ate her. He made loud slurping sounds as Marjory ground her cunt into his face. She wrapped her legs around the back of his neck as if to hold him a willing and very happy prisoner between her legs.
Marjory began to moan louder now as she felt spasms in her cunt. Paul had found her love button and sucked on it before he took it gently between his teeth and nibbled on it. Marjory's hands grabbed at the sheets.
Alice took a long pull out of her drink and felt her cunt begin to lubricate.
Paul twisted his face around on Marjory's cunt as he felt her begin to tremble as she always did just before she came. Then she began to buck her cunt up wildly into his face. She panted.
Alice reached up and rubbed her own breasts.
Marjory's cunt exploded into a quivering dynamo that gushed out come into Paul's mouth. He moaned, too, as he lapped at it and tried to swallow as much of it as he could. Marjory arched her back upwards. Her nipples pointed at the ceiling as she threw her head around on the pillow.
Her orgasm was finished. Paul slowly took his face away from her cunt. He kissed the inner parts of her thighs and stabbed out at them with the tip of his tongue before he wiped his come-streaked lips and cheeks off on the sheets and finally laid prone next to her on the bed.
"Oh, that was so good, darling," moaned Marjory as she sat up.
"I loved it, too."
Marjory studied his erect prick for a minute before she slowly began to lower her head down on it. Her hand cupped his balls and teased and excited them. The tip of her tongue snaked out and she swirled it around the bulging head in long slow movements. She spread her lips and took the head into her mouth and held it there for a long time and just sucked on it.
Then she took the glistening head out of her mouth and ran the tip of her tongue down the sensitive underside of his cock. When she reached the hairy base she stabbed out at his balls. She licked them all over as she cupped them in her hand.
Then she ran the tip of her tongue back up the sensitive underside of his long thick shaft until she got to the head. Again her lips parted and she took the head into her mouth.
This time her head moved slowly downwards until most of his prick was inside of her. She twisted her head around on it.
Paul sat up and managed to cup both of her breasts. He worked on the nipples, kneading them between his fingertips hard and fast until they began to ache in their pleasure. Marjory moaned softly as if she acknowledging the pleasure it gave her.
She now began to bob her head up and down on his shaft. Her tongue lapped at its sides and its thickness. Paul dug his fingers into the tender yielding flesh of her breasts as he began to move his cock up into her mouth as it came down on him.
Alice caught herself beginning to pant a little as she watched and listened to the sounds they were making. The bed creaked slightly as they bounced around on it.
Paul took his hands away from her breasts and lay flat on his back and let Marjory bob her head up and down as fast as she could on his prick. Her lips squeezed its thickness as hard as they dared. Her hands milked his balls and caressed them. Her teeth gently nibbled on him.
She stopped. The shaft was deep in her mouth. She soaked it in her saliva and used her tongue well. Then she slowly moved her head upwards until the cock plopped out of her mouth. Alice took another long pull at her drink.
Marjory lay flat on her back. She leaned over and whispered something into Paul's ear. He chuckled softly.
"You can come in, if you want to," said Marjory suddenly as she sat up.
Alice froze for a minute. Then she slowly pushed the door open and stepped into the room. She stood rather sheepishly with her head hung down low.
"Why don't you undress?" asked Marjory, "unless you don't want to...."
Alice finished her drink and put the empty glass on a bureau. Then she took off her clothes. Paul whistled softly when he got a good look at her large breasts. She kicked her panties up into the air and caught them. She placed them on the pile of clothes she had made on a small chair.
She then slowly walked over to the bed and stood by its edge. Paul sat up and began to kiss her stomach as his hands went between her legs. Alice closed her eyes as she felt one of his fingers enter her. It reamed her cunt out roughly. That was exactly the way she liked it. Paul placed his head at the top of her muff and Alice spread her legs further apart for him.
He began to nibble on the folds of her cunt. He took them between his teeth and gently chewed on them. Alice touched her own breasts and thrilled at the pleasure her own hands brought her.
Paul's tongue flicked into Alice's cunt and he ground his face against her. Marjory leaned over and began to suck on him some more as he ate Alice.
Paul swirled the tip of his tongue around and around Alice's love button. He filled her with waves of hot flashes that ran up and down the length of her body. Alice writhed her pelvis around. Paul grabbed her by her ass and played with the crack before he began to explore her asshole. Then he abruptly thrust his finger deep into her asshole and at the same time pulled her closer to him and pressed his face tighter against her cunt.
Marjory sucked on him and began once more to bob her head up and down on the now glistening shaft.
Alice felt herself begin to tremble and she gritted her teeth as she felt her cunt quiver like mad. Then her come came in a steady stream as Paul lapped at her. She bucked her soft triangle of sex flesh into him and grunted until it was all over.
Marjory took his prick out of her mouth and smiled. Paul continued to wriggle his finger around in Alice's asshole until after he had taken his mouth away from her cunt. Then he slowly withdrew it. Alice stepped back, glad for the release, but slightly puzzled.
Marjory lay on her back with her legs spread wide and raised in the air. Paul climbed over her and she guided his prick to the entrance to her cunt. She rubbed the head around for a few thrilling seconds before she put it just inside the folds. Paul gently pushed in and his shaft slowly disappeared into her body. Marjory sucked in her breath as the cock filled her up.
Then he began to friction her in slow easy strokes. Alice stood back and watched as Paul gradually picked up his speed. Marjory groaned in pleasure. Then Alice walked over to the bed and began to rub Paul's ass as it moved forward and backward. She teased with his balls until she found his asshole.
The tight red ring of flesh resisted at first, but soon gave way as Alice applied steady pressure. She buried her middle finger in him and wriggled and poked it around. Paul panted heavily in satisfaction like an animal as Alice stroked and caressed his back and loins. She moved her finger in and out of Marjory's cunt. He slapped his body into hers as hard as he could.
She writhed underneath him and her fingernails dug into his shoulders, his upper arms-anything they could reach. She yelled when she came again. Paul's cock shuddered and then he spat his come into her. It filled her up as it bathed out the insides of her cunt with its searing and exciting hotness. Alice reamed out his asshole with her finger. His balls hesitated a minute before they recharged and then he filled her up again. Marjory gritted her teeth together as she felt her come being wrenched out of her, almost against her will. Her cunt quivered and pulsated in its excitement and pleasure.
Alice took her finger out of Paul's asshole and stood back and watched as Paul lay on top of Marjory. Her little breasts heaved on her chest as she tried to catch her breath. Paul lay still for a long time and Alice hoped that there was something left for her.
Paul felt his cock gradually soften and shrink until there was nothing left. Then he slowly pulled it out of her come-filled cunt and brought with it some excess liquids that had been bottled up inside. He lay on his back, his eyes closed. Alice went into the other room and made three stiff drinks which she brought back into the bedroom. Paul and Marjory gratefully accepted the booze when ahce handed them each a glass. Paul looked up at her. Alice could tell that he wanted to fuck her, but that he wasn't sure. Now was no time to be indecisive, thought Alice, so she took the initiative herself.
She knelt down on the floor and took Paul's limp and useless cock in her hands. He took a long pull out of his drink. Alice put the soft head into her mouth and kept it there for awhile. Her hands fondled his balls as she felt his cock slowly begin to harden. Encouraged thus, she moved her head downward so as to take more of the growing rod into her mouth. Soon it was hard and Alice felt satisfaction at making it so.
Her head bobbed up and down quickly on the cock. She sucked hard and well on him. Paul felt the booze course through his body and Alice's tongue licking it revitalized him. He felt new passions that had to be discovered, explored, exposed. He moved his cock up into her mouth and made her take as much as she could, which was a lot.
Alice's hands continued to play with his balls-to tease them, to excite them, to encourage them. Soon Paul was panting in pleasure and Alice took his saliva-glistening shaft out of her mouth. She climbed onto the bed and squatted over him. She put the now bulging head at the beginning of her hole and slowly sat down on it. She felt every inch of his rock-hard flesh as she lowered herself onto it. It slowly disappeared up into her body. Marjory propped herself up on one elbow and watched.
Alice's large breasts swayed freely as she leaned over Paul and raised herself up so as to give him room to friction her. He didn't need an invitation, either, and started to pump it into her as soon as he could. He reached up and kneaded the soft flesh of her breasts in his hands. It was somewhat of a luxury for him and he reveled in it. Alice leaned over further so that he could suck on one of her nipples. He swirled his tongue around the circumference as he slapped his cock in and out of her. Alice moaned and panted as she got more and more excited. Paul took his hands off her breasts so that he could concentrate on doing the most damage to her cunt with his cock.
Alice made her cunt lips grab and clutch at the rod of hard flesh which was penetrating her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed every minute and every inch.
Marjory got up and knelt on the bed beside Alice. She leaned over and sucked on one of her nipples while she rubbed the other breast. Paul took one of his hands and fondled Marjory's cunt. He rammed his middle finger up into her and started to fingerfuck her while she sucked on Alice's breasts. Marjory wriggled around on the finger. Alice held her so that it would be easier for Paul.
Alice yelled as she felt herself about to come. She threw her head around wildly as it flowed freely out of her cunt in a steady, steaming stream. It dripped out of her when her cunt overflowed and it dropped down onto Paul's stomach, still hot, still steaming from the furnaces in her cunt.
Marjory forsook the pleasures of Paul's finger for a minute so that she could reach around and fondle his balls. With her other hand she found Alice's asshole. She poked and probed and Alice felt herself being filled up and consumed by a finger as well as by a cock. She orgasmed again, richly and fully. Paul continued to pound it into her as well as he could. He felt as if he was running out of gas. Maybe he was just getting old or something, but he gratefully felt his balls begin to grow numb and soon thereafter he shot his load up into Alice. She leaned over him and he rubbed her breasts while Marjory rammed her finger in and out of her asshole.
Then it was over. Alice felt the cock slowly shrink into nothingness, so she gently lifted herself off of it. She released some more come which dribbled all over Paul's stomach. Marjory took her middle finger out of her asshole and the three of them sat on the bed. Paul was actually lying down while Alice and Marjory sat. They were drained of everything. Alice's body still tingled in excitement. She felt happy and relieved. It made dealing with Jerry a lot easier. That would be good.
Paul eventually opened his eyes and smiled up at Alice with a crooked grin. He got up and went over to light a cigarette.
"I've got an early meeting in the morning. I'd better get going," he announced.
"Don't you want to spend the night here?" asked Marjory.
"YouTI be okay," he said.
Paul dressed silently and quickly and stubbed out his cigarette before he left. Marjory saw him to the door and they whispered for a few minutes before Alice heard the front door close. He hadn't said goodbye to her, either. That was natural. He obviously didn't get fucked by two women all the time. Marjory came back into the room.
"Oh, I'm glad I stayed," said Alice sort of tentatively.
"So am I. What do you think of Paul?"
"He's marvelous. What else can I say?"
"Nothing more. I'm glad that happened."
"Why?"
"It was good for him."
"It was good for me, too," said Alice.
"I think he was a little surprised."
"At what happened?"
"Yes, at at me, too."
"That's understandable."
"I'm not worried about it."
"You shouldn't be."
"Would you like another drink?"
"Sure."
"Be right back."
Marjory left the room and wiggled her ass as she did so. Alice sat on the bed. There was till something in the air. She didn't know exactly what it was, but it was definitely there. It was puzzling, but nice. Marjory returned and handed Alice her drink.
"Ah, that's good," said Alice after she had taken a long pull.
"Paul drinks quite a bit every now and then."
"I think everybody does."
Marjory sat crosslegged on the bed. Her cunt hairs were shiny and matted with dried come. Alice gave her cunt a quick glance. Marjory hadn't made any effort to get dressed or even to put a robe on. Maybe that's what it was.
Alice suddenly reached out and put her hand on one of Marjory's breasts. Marjory didn't take it away. Instead, she just closed her eyes and leaned forward slightly so as to push her breast harder into Alice's hand.
Alice smiled. So that was why Marjory had gotten rid of her boyfriend so soon! It would have been just as easy to get rid of her! Now it all figured. Alice put her other hand on Marjory's other breast. They were small-barely a handful-but the nipples were hard and the flesh was resilient and firm. They felt good. Marjory hung her head down and inched closer to Alice. Now her hands reached out and rubbed Alice's breasts.
Alice's were larger, of course, and they excited Marjory as she felt the nipples harden under her fingertips.
Alice suddenly broke away.
"Do you do this often?"
"What?" asked Marjory.
"Feel titties, stupid!"
"Oh, that."
"Yes, that."
"I wasn't even thinking about it."
"You'd better."
"Every now and then I do, yes."
"Is that why you got rid of Paul?"
"That was one of the reasons."
"Very clever of you."
"I can be clever sometimes."
"I'm sure you can."
There was a long pause while Marjory obviously waited for Alice to say something. Alice thought for a minute before she thought of something much better.
CHAPTER SEVEN
THE COME SEEKERS
Alice lay on the bed. She spread her legs wide and rested her head on her crossed arms. Her nipples jutted up towards the ceiling and her breasts shook slightly on her chest as she breathed. She waited. The sheets rustled as she moved her legs around and got more comfortable.
Marjory had been taken by surprise. She was expecting something entirely different. She sipped at the drink and wondered what to do. Under the circumstances, she could ask Alice to leave or she could eat her. It really wasn't a difficult decision.
She put the drink down on the floor and spread out on her stomach with her head between Alice's legs. She ran her hands up the smooth hard thighs as she kissed the inside. She inched her body closer and closer to the hairy triangle of Alice's cunt. Her hands moved up to Alice's pussy and started to work it over a little.
Her fingertips played with and teased at the fleshy folds of Alice's twat. They worked around it. They pinched the flesh and made it throb, as she finally buried her face in the flesh and hair and smells of Alice.
She then began to suck on her, burying her tongue as far up into Alice's cunt as she could while her hands cupped Alice's asscheeks from underneath.
Alice closed her eyes and enjoyed every minute of it. Her cunt throbbed and the flesh felt like it was tingling and quivering rapidly. Marjory's fingernails dug into the flesh of Alice's ass and made her move herself around so as to be able to avoid the pain which was rapidly turning into pleasure. This in turn caused her to grind her cunt harder and harder into Marjory's face which was exactly what she wanted Alice to do.
She found her love button and swirled the tip of her tongue around and around it. Alice gasped and sucked in her breath sharply with the suddenness of the rush of hot flashes of pleasure she experienced. She writhed her cunt around violently as she began to make whimpering sounds. Her hands were turned into little fists as she got more and more excited.
Marjory mashed her face hard against the pulsating flesh as her own excitement increased. She felt the lubrication ooze out of her cunt and she wished that she had had a dildo so that she could ram it up her cunt.
As she licked and sucked at Alice's cunt, she quietly cursed herself for letting Paul go. He would have come very handy at that moment. Well, now she knew and it was a mistake she was not likely to repeat, at least not for a long time.
She felt Alice's fingernails dig into the soft flesh of her shoulders. She moaned loudly, almost out of control, as she felt her body build to its climax.
"Oh, oh," she moaned.
Then she started to buck her cunt up wildly as she came. Marjory felt her whole body buck and shake. Then she felt the first little bits of come on her tongue as it slowly oozed down Alice's canal and into Marjory's waiting mouth. Marjory lapped steadily at the delicious stuff and drew it into her mouth as she pressed her lips hard against Alice's cuntlips in an effort to make sure that none of the sticky cream that now flowed in a steady stream out of Alice's wildly quivering and pulsating cunt escaped her hungry mouth.
She did a good job and managed to make Alice feel that the come was being sucked right out of her, which it was. Alice felt as if she was going to lose consciousness. Her orgasm hit like a sledgehammer. She didn't think she had that much left in her. She knew different after it was over. She felt as if she was being lifted right off of the bed and she fought to control her dizziness.
Marjory took her face slowly away from Alice's cunt and sat up. Her own breasts were pounding with excitement and one of her hands almost unconsciously made its way to her cunt. She rubbed it a few times until Alice opened her eyes and looked at her.
"Feel better now?" asked Marjory.
"Ummm."
"What you need is a drink. I'll get one."
Marjory disappeared for a few minutes before she came back with two drinks. She handed one to Alice who sipped gratefully at it before she spoke.
"I've got to go soon."
"Why?" asked Marjory.
"Well, you have to be up early, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Don't you need sleep?"
"Yes."
"Then I'd better go, hadn't I?"
"If you say so."
"What do you say?"
"I do have to get some sleep. Yes."
Alice gulped down her drink and dressed. Marjory lay on the bed smiling as Alice came back into the room.
"We'll see each other again," Marjory said.
Alice was silent.
"Won't we?" questioned Marjory.
"Probably."
"That's good enough."
"Yes, it is. Good night."
"Good night."
Alice walked out of the apartment and was gone. Marjory sipped on her drink and lit a cigarette which she slowly smoked before she finally stubbed it out. She got up and finished her drink and put the empty glass in the kitchen sink before she returned to her bedroom.
It had been a rather exhausting evening. An exciting and rewarding one to be sure, but tiring nonetheless. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the tingling that she felt all over her body. She had had good orgasms, fine ones, and she tried to figure out how she might ensure such pleasures the next time she fucked.
With those thoughts in her mind and her body filled with pleasure, she fell into a deep and dream-free sleep.
She awoke the next morning and was surprised when she found she had much more energy than she had anticipated she would. Outside it was a clear day. Maybe it wouldn't be so hot. She ate a leisurely breakfast before she headed out of her apartment and to work.
She hadn't been sitting at her desk for more than a half hour before Don came over to see her. He wasn't exactly her boss, although his salary and responsibility was much larger. They had exchanged a few words over the course of the past few months. Were it not for Paul, Marjory probably would have gone out with him.
"Have a nice weekend?" he asked in his deep rich voice.
"Not bad. How about yourself?"
"It was okay. Want to have lunch together?"
"Sure."
Marjory was surprised she had said yes, but then again what was wrong with a harmless lunch?
"Okay, I'll give you a buzz around noon."
"Okay."
Don walked away slowly as Marjory went back to work. As it turned out, she had a very nice time with him. Because of his position with the company, he was expected to take more than an hour for lunch, which he did with Marjory. They chatted, and as Marjory had expected him to do, Don asked her out. She didn't expect to hear herself say yes, however.
That night when she got home, Paul called her. Unfortunately, he asked her out for the same night that Don did. When Marjory refused him, he demanded to know why and who she was seeing. Marjory knew then that it was over between them. It had died suddenly, much in the same way as it had begun in the first place. It figured. It was fitting. And besides, Marjory really didn't care.
As she placed the receiver back in its cradle, she marveled at the way certain things turned out. Only the other day she had discussed the possibilities of getting married to Paul, and now that had just broken up. It was strange, but Marjory accepted it almost gladly, which told her a lot about herself.
The next few days passed as they always did for her. Some of them went quick while the majority dragged on until they finally rattled their demise.
It was with a great deal of anticipation that she opened the door and let Don in.
"Say, this is nice."
"Thank you. Would you like a drink before we go?" she asked.
"Only if you're having one. We can drink in the restaurant if you want."
"Okay."
"Are you ready?"
"Sure."
"Let's go then."
Don eyed Marjory's fine legs as she preceded him down the hallway to the elevator. Her ass had a nice little wiggle to it and he felt his prick begin to stir already. Well, it might be a long evening.
The prize, Marjory's cunt, was well worth the wait if it was to be won or taken. As far as Don was concerned, it didn't matter one little bit how he got it, just as long as he did. He had his eyes on her for a long time, but she had always seemed to be cold and distant. He figured correctly that she was fucking someone else. He had enough interest so that he occasionally snooped around. The last time he did it, it had paid off. Now he would see what gave.
He took her to a little place that he knew she would like. By the time they ordered their dinners, the three drinks they had were already beginning to make them both feel a little high. Don successfully controlled himself and he noticed with pleasure and satisfaction that Marjory was more than a little drunk.
After dinner they had coffee. Until the first drink, Marjory had been almost cold. But after that, she warmed up. Don played his hand out coolly and tried to make the right moves. He paid the bill and they left.
"It's still early. If you're not tired, why don't you come up for a while?" he asked.
"Okay, for a while."
She took his hand as they walked for a few blocks before he hailed a taxi. The short dress revealed quite a bit of Marjory's thigh as she sat back in the seat. Don could just about make out the black tuft of her sex. Again he felt his prick beginning to stir in his crotch.
She sat close to him and he could feel the closeness of her body. He liked it. He liked the hard breasts and the long legs.
He unlocked the door and they went in. His place was quite a bit bigger than Marjory's. She stood and looked around as Don made some drinks.
"Sit down and stay a while," he said.
Marjory chose a thickly stuffed armchair. It was deep and comfortable. The booze had sort of worn off her now. During dinner, she had been worried because she was quite drunk. She did her best to disguise it and thought she did so successfully.
She took the drink Don handed her and sipped at it. He sat down opposite her. Marjory crossed her legs and gave Don a good look at her black triangle.
"This is very nice," she said.
"It's comfortable."
"Have you lived here long?"
"Two years."
"I'll bet it's expensive."
"Yes, but what can you do."
"I know. Even my place is a little high. Do you live alone?"
"I am now. My cat is in the hospital."
"What's wrong?"
"It broke one of its legs."
"Oh, that's too bad."
"She'll be all right. I sort of miss her, though."
"I'll bet you do."
Don noticed that Marjory was beginning to stretch out a little in the chair. She moved her body languidly, and it excited him. Finally, when he couldn't stand it any longer, he stood up and walked over to her. He leaned down and kissed her. Marjory was taken by surprise, but when she felt his tongue shoot into her mouth, she responded by fencing with it with her own tongue. One hand came up to caress the back of his neck, and at the same time, to hold his lips tightly against hers.
"Why did you do that?" she asked when he finally broke away.
"Because I wanted to."
"Got any more ideas?"
"I might have. Why? Do you object?" he asked.
"I might."
"We'll see."
He reached down and cupped one of her breasts and squeezed it. Marjory squirmed, but not to get away from him. She pressed her breasts harder into his hand. She uncrossed her legs as he knelt down beside her.
His hand went between her legs and felt the warm, private flesh. He rubbed her upper thighs as he mashed his lips against hers once more. Marjory spread her legs further for him as his hand slowly moved towards her cunt.
Don's tongue rammed deep into Marjory's mouth as he slipped his free hand in under her blouse. He managed to force his way into the cup of her bra and so was able to rub the nipple until Marjory began to moan softly.
His other hand finally rested on the fleshy mound of her cunt. He rubbed it as he took his mouth away from hers. He felt her begin to move around slightly in the chair. He took his hand away from her breast and spread her legs wide. He put his head between them and licked at the insides of her thighs.
Then he reached up and hooked his fingers into the elastic that held up Marjory's panties. He slid them down her legs and thrilled at the sound it made as the silk passed over the smooth legs.
He bared her cunt and his fingers teased at the folds. He spread them and poked around at the pinkish, sensitive flesh as he inched his face and mouth and flashing tongue closer and closer to her waiting lips.
Marjory moaned in pleasure as he finally flicked out the tip of his tongue and slowly ran it up and down the crack of her cunt a couple of times. His fingers kept her legs apart and dug into the soft yielding flesh as he penetrated her cunt deeper and deeper with his tongue until he finally had it in as far as it would go.
"Oh, oh, oh," moaned Marjory.
He wriggled it around and mashed his teeth against her cunt flesh and hairs as he ate her. He found her love button and swirled his tongue around it until he felt it harden and erect itself.
The sensitive little nub sent out pulsating waves of pleasure that filled Marjory's body with hidden delights. He sucked on it until she moaned loudly. She writhed her pelvis around and around in reaction to his sucking. Her hands played with his hair and grabbed at his shoulders as her excitement rose and increased until she finally felt herself about to come.
"don't stop," she panted.
He continued to suck on the love button as Marjory felt her body fill with tension until she finally came. Her cunt pulsated and quivered wildly as it oozed out its precious liquids. It streamed down her canal, hot and steaming and into Don's waiting mouth. He lapped at it as Marjory writhed furiously and panted.
Don sucked everything she had to give right out of her and when he finally took his come-streaked face away from her dripping cunt, he left her weak and wanting more.
He stood up and took down his pants and revealed his stiff rod to her. Marjory sat up in the chair and stroked it up and down several times before she caressed his balls tenderly.
"Suck me off," commanded Don.
Marjory obeyed like a willing slave. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She swirled it around and around the head of his cock a couple of times while she continued to rub his balls. His cock was long and thick and Marjory's cheeks bulged with its size as she inched her mouth forward so as to take as much of the prick into her mouth as she could.
She ran the tip of her tongue down the sensitive underside of his prick until she reached his balls. She licked them as she panted her pleasure. She caressed his hairy asscheeks as she bathed and cleaned his balls with her tongue.
Then she ran it back up to the now bulging head and parted her lips. Don pushed his prick into her mouth and rammed it home.
Marjory almost gagged as he furiously mouth-fucked her. He reached down and held her head a willing prisoner in his hands, as he slipped his glistening rod in and out of her mouth as fast as he could.
Marjory squeezed her lips as tightly as she could while her tongue licked and lapped at its sides as it slid in and out of her.
She caressed his balls with growing excitement as she felt his cock quiver once or twice before she felt his hot come splash into her mouth. She swallowed and waited for the next batch. His balls recharged themselves and he came again. His hot come gushed into her and almost choked her as he rammed his cock as far into her mouth as he could. Marjory felt her mouth being filled up with his luscious liquids and she swallowed every bit of it.
Her hands continued to milk his balls dry as her other hand caressed and grabbed at the hairy flesh of his ass. She twisted her head around on the driving organ as Don plunged it into her eager mouth. She made little whimpering sounds of private pleasure as she sucked his long, hard shaft clean of every bit of come that was left in it.
When she had sucked him dry and he had stopped mouth-fucking her, she took her tongue and cleaned off the head of his prick in slow, lazy circles. She did it lovingly as if she was thrilling every time her tongue touched the soft skin.
He finally took his prick out of her mouth and smiled down at her. His expression was that of the male conqueror who had just finished' successfully seducing the woman of his choice. It gave Don pleasure to watch Marjory pant and moan as she sucked his cock. Her eyes had been closed and her breasts heaved on her chest, although he could not see them.
He walked over to his chair where he had left his drink and sat down. He finished undressing and sipped at his drink while he watched Marjory.
She ran her tongue over her lips slowly as if to get the last little taste out of his cock. When she had finished doing this, she opened her eyes and looked dreamily at him. Then she took a long pull at his drink before she took off her top and unhooked her bra. She sat there naked except for her skirt, which she still wore.
"Do you like them?" she asked.
"What?"
"My breasts."
"Yes, they're nice."
"Is that all you can say?"
"For now, yes."
Marjory looked down at the floor. Perhaps she was disappointed. It was certainly possible. However, Don had no intention of playing the game any more than he had to. He had made his point, now he wanted her to crawl a little. He wasn't even sure that she would do such a thing, but it was certainly worth the effort if she would.
"I might ask you the same question," he said.
"What's that?"
"Do you like it?"
"What?"
"My cock."
"I love it."
"Maybe I'll put it inside of you, if you don't mind," he said.
"What do you think?"
"I don't know."
"Oh, come on. You're not that dumb."
"Sometimes I am."
"When it's convenient."
"Perhaps."
"Yes, perhaps."
She was right and it told Don a lot about her. He finished his drink and stood up and walked over to her. He reached down and took her by the arm and pulled her up. He pressed his body close to hers and he felt her erected nipples press into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.
Marjory ground her cunt into his leg. His cock had gone soft, but when he felt the warmth and texture of her hairy sex grind into him, it put life back into the shaft and it grew quickly to hardness.
Marjory reached down and caressed it and thrilled at every rock hard inch she felt. Don caressed her ass. The flesh was soft and smooth and warm. It was almost like a baby's and he pressed his mouth suddenly against hers and thrust his tongue into her mouth.
Marjory moaned softly and reciprocated by fencing with his tongue with her own. She pressed her hard, little body as hard into his as she could. His powerful arms made her feel so submissive that she felt dizzy and weak.
Don broke away from her and walked into his bedroom. He didn't look to see if she had followed either.
CHAPTER EIGHT
LIFT YOUR SKIRT
He lay down on his large double bed and waited. Marjory stood just where Don had left her. It was obvious what she was going to do, even to her and yet she didn't feel as comfortable with it as she would have liked to. There was something missing. Maybe there always was-she didn't know, but she would have liked to have it there, whatever it was. Maybe it was the magic. But there was no magic in a cunt and a prick. There was just flesh. One was hard and the other was soft and that's all. They went very nicely together sometimes if you had the right combination.
She stood there for several long minutes before she decided to sit down and smoke a cigarette. Maybe there was still some hope left. She hadn't been seduced as smoothly as that for a long time. Not even Paul, whom she really liked had been able to do it.
Maybe she was changing. Maybe her needs and desires were different now than they had been. She finished her drink and made herself another one. She didn't care if she kept him waiting. She still wanted his prick in her but it would still be there in a few minutes and even if it wasn't for some strange reason that would be okay too. There was always Paul. She could still patch that up if she wanted to.
The cigarette tasted good as it flooded her lungs. She had made herself a good stiff drink. After she had gotten through sucking Don's prick she felt sober. Powerful medicine maybe but anyway she wanted to drink some more so that she could get drunk again. Not much, just enough to take the edge off things.
Don lay on the bed. He wasn't a good waiter. It was true that he had patience but he also had his limits. He knew that she was sitting in the living room and he wondered why in hell she hadn't come in to him yet.
Marjory ground out her cigarette and gulped down the last half of her drink which hit the bottom of her stomach and exploded like a depth bomb. Then she stood up and slipped off her skirt and slowly walked into the bedroom.
"Hi," she said.
"What took you so long? Couldn't you make up your mind?" he asked. "Don't be silly."
"Come here."
Marjory came over and sat on the edge of the bed. Don reached up and rubbed her breasts.
"That feels so good," she said.
Don made sure that the nipples were erect before he kneaded them between his fingertips. Marjory moaned softly as he drew her down onto the bed and made her he on her back. He propped himself up on one of his elbows and leaned over her. Marjory spread her legs wide for him. Her cunt was still tingling and throbbing with the pleasure his tongue had brought her.
Now he mashed his face onto one of her breasts and sucked roughly on the nipple. He smiled to himself as he felt Marjory squirm beneath him as he pressed the weight of his body onto her chest. His other hand rubbed her other breast as his teeth gently nibbled at the nipple until Marjory thought it was going to explode.
He sucked on the other nipple in the same way and Marjory began to squirm around and writhe in her excitement and impatience. Her hand crept down to his crotch and she began to stroke the length of his cock as if she were getting it ready. Her cunt was lubricating already even though he hadn't touched her yet.
But then he did. He took his hand and ran it slowly over her stomach. The flesh was soft and tender and flat. It was just the way he liked it. He finally reached the hairy cunt and he rubbed it hard and fast before he fingerfucked her. The lips parted willingly and he rammed his finger in and out of her up to his knuckle as she spread her legs as far apart as she could for him. He sucked hard on her breast. Marjory grabbed at his neck and pulled his head harder onto her throbbing breast. Her heart pounded in her chest as she moved her cunt downward in an effort to get as much of the finger as she could.
He pulled it out and climbed over her. Marjory opened her eyes and guided the cock to the entrance to her cunt. Don hesitated for a minute until Marjory whimpered.
"Don't tease me."
"Why not?"
The head of his prick was just inside the entrance to her hole.
"It's not nice. Please."
Then he pushed it in, slowly, to give her maximum pleasure. Marjory smiled as the long shaft slowly filled her up. Don stopped when the cock was completely buried in her cunt and let her wriggle around on it for a few minutes before he began to friction her.
He did it in long, slow, even strokes. He made sure to achieve maximum penetration. He filled up her quivering cunt with his rock-hard cock. Marjory closed her eyes. The booze was doing what it was supposed to and with every stroke her pleasure and excitement increased. She bucked her cunt up into his incoming cock and made him increase his speed. Their bodies slapped together as he pounded away at her in a steady rhythm that was making her feel like her whole body would soon explode if there was no relief.
Her fists hammered at the sheets as she tossed her head from side to side on the pillow. Her hair flew. Don slapped his body into hers with reckless abandon as he tried to split her in two.
Marjory sucked in her breath in gulping gasps as she felt the tension rise in her body. She writhed and twisted her cunt around. Her body began to get hot flashes and she felt herself tremble. Then she came, slowly at first as if a floodgate was being opened. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and upper arms as she raised her legs high in the air.
Her cunt throbbed the hot sticky liquids right out of her. She could hardly breathe when she came. It started slowly but gained momentum until she was like an animal, raging and capable of anything. Her come streamed out of her cunt and ran between her legs and wet the crack in her ass. She yelled out as Don gave her everything he had as fast as he could. His body jolted into hers with all the force he could muster. He drove upwards from his toes and slammed his body repeatedly into hers. Marjory gritted her teeth and held on until she finally felt his speed decrease a little. He still continued to pump her but more slowly. Marjory opened her eyes and smiled with lips that had tasted deeply of private pleasures, pleasures of the cock and cunt.
She caressed his flanks and loins as if in thankfulness as his still erect cock parted her cuntflesh and drove up and down the length of her canal. Marjory moved with him as much as she could. The booze had worn off a little and her senses were being sharpened.
He suddenly whipped his cock out of her and, before Marjory could say or do anything, he had rolled her over on her side and had his middle finger at the entrance to her asshole. He kissed her neck and rammed his tongue into his ear as he cupped her breasts from the rear with his free hand.
Then Don rammed it home and Marjory gasped in pleasure-pain as it poked around deep inside of her asshole. His heavy breathing filled her ear and became the only sound in the world for her as he slowly withdrew his finger. She knew what was going to happen next and awaited his moves with secret pleasure and anticipation.
He didn't keep her waiting long. He had desires of his own, sometimes desperate desires that needed fulfilling. He took the bulging head of his cock in his hand and put it dead-center on the tight little ring of sensitive flesh. He pushed in slowly. The flesh parted and parted until the hole was finally big enough so as to admit his cock into her asshole. Then he pushed it in all the way until he had buried it up to his hairy hilt.
Marjory gritted her teeth and moaned loudly as the shaft filled her up and threatened to almost choke her. At least that was the sensation that she experienced. Don's was the largest cock she had ever had in her asshole. Her flesh seemed to be strained to its limit. It felt as if it might rip and tear at any moment. But yet there was such a delicious pleasure and satisfaction that flooded her body and erased any thoughts she might have had about making him take it out, that she laid there and concentrated on enjoying it. Which she knew she would.
Now Don cupped both of her breasts and pressed his panting body close to hers as he began to friction her. The lips of her asshole grabbed and clutched at his cock as if they wanted to deny it entrance and passage. That didn't stop him. it added to his pleasure and he quickly picked up his speed.
He made her raise her legs so that he could fingerfuck her at the same time as he was fucking her asshole. His middle finger slithered in and out of her soggy and well-lubricated cunt easily as he rocked and slapped his body into hers.
Marjory sucked in her breath as fast as she could. Every part of her body was being fucked. Only her mouth remained free of something long and hard and she wished there had been another guy there because she would have loved to suck on his cock while Don was giving it to her the way he was.
She yelled out as she came. She threw her head around and Don had to wrap his free hand around her chest to keep her from bucking too much. Her hot juices flooded out of her and drenched his hand as he continued to ram his finger in and out of her quivering cunt.
Marjory didn't think she could take any more. She felt as if she were going to loose consciousness. She felt a wonderful dizziness, like she did the other time.
Don felt his cock bulge. His balls went numb for a second and the next thing he knew he was squirting his hot come up into her. His finger continued to ream out her cunt while his steaming sperm seared out her asshole. Marjory yelled again as it flooded up into her. Her cunthairs were wet and matted from the excess come that had soaked them.
Don's balls emptied themselves again into her and then he was still. He took his finger out of her cunt and rubbed it off on one of her breasts. Marjory lowered her upper leg. Her cunt continued to quiver and throb. Don slowly took his still-hard prick out of her asshole. Marjory rolled over on her back and fought to get her breath back. Don finally opened his eyes after a few minutes and then got silently up and disappeared into the other room.
Marjory smiled to herself as she felt the warm, sensual pleasure slowly course its way through her body. She lay there for a long time and she didn't care where he went or why. The repercussions of what she had just done slowly began to creep into her mind. It might possibly place her in a somewhat compromising position at work. That could be worked out, there was no doubt of that. Besides she really didn't mind the prospect of fucking with Don again. She enjoyed his cock and wanted to feel inside of her again and soon, if she had anything to say about it.
Don returned with two drinks.
"Here," he said, "a little nightcap."
"Thanks."
"All part of the service."
"Was that part of it too?" she asked, almost stunned, as she drank. "What?"
Marjory reached down and gave his prick a little yank.
"Oh, that," he replied. "Yes, that."
"Now that you mention it, it wasn't. Surprised?"
"Quite frankly, yes."
"You shouldn't be," he said.
"Why?"
"You're too old for that sort of thing."
"Ha," she harumphed at him. "Well, aren't you?"
"Hardly, or didn't you notice?"
"Oh, yes, I noticed alright."
"Then why did you mention it?" she asked.
"Maybe I felt like being mean."
"You succeeded."
"You shouldn't tell me, I might be tempted to try it again."
"There won't be any next time."
Marjory got up off the bed and stormed into the other room. Don laughed softly as he heard the rustling of her clothes as she threw them on. He got up off the bed and put on a robe and stood leaning against the doorframe and looked at her.
"Won't there?" he asked quietly.
"No."
"We'll see, we'll see."
"You'll see mister, you'll see a lot more than you bargained for." Don laughed. "I doubt that."
Marjory was fuming. What had started out to be an apparently innocent jest had revealed to her a side of Don's personality that she didn't like. She suddenly felt like she had been taken, used and it made her mad. Don had done the one thing for which Marjory could never forgive him for. She gave him one last dirty look before she opened the door and stormed out.
Don walked over to the open door and closed it. He went and lit a cigarette and sat down. His mind was racing. He had enjoyed the use of her body very much and he was slightly pissed off at himself for having said something that teed her off. But how was he to know. That was the way a lot of things like that happened. They started off innocently enough and before anyone could stop it, the whole thing snowballed into something quite different.
It was unpredictable and almost impossible to put on the brakes once the thing had started. You just had to see it thorugh that's all, for better, or in this particular case, for worse.
He cursed silently as he went into the kitchen and cleaned out a fresh glass. He poured himself a drink and wandered around his apartment before he decided to teach Marjory a lesson. She wasn't the only person to see something, some flaw in the other's personality which could be easily exploited for both profit and for fun.
He made vague plan in his mind before he went to sleep as to exactly how he was going to ensure the success of his little game. It would be interesting and he looked forward to it with a selfish smile of pleasure.
His plan was still very much on his mind when he rode the bus to work the following morning. Marjory's desk was vaant. Perhaps she had decided not to come to work. Perhaps she had quit. Well, that would really screw things up if she quit. Then he wouldn't be able to play his little game.
Don sat at his desk and thought. Then he buzzed his secretary. She came in, a perky little redhead with good legs.
"Let me know when Miss Hawkins comes in," he said.
"Okay. Is that all?"
"Yes."
She left, closing the door behind her. Business went on as usual until about eleven o'clock in the morning when his phone buzzed. The voice on the other end told him that at this moment Miss Hawkins was just sitting down at her desk. Don thanked his secretary and hung up. He smiled. He had no intention of waiting to put his plan into action. He had always believed in the adage that the best defense was a good offense.
Don resisted the temptation to begin right away and instead chose to go out and have a nice long leisurely lunch. On his way out he passed by her desk and he coolly looked down. The sight of her long, almost sinewy legs brought back stong memories of recent pleasures. Pleasures which would be repeated sooner than Marjory realized.
When he got back from his lunch he instructed his secretary to have Marjory Hawkins come into his office. He leaned back in his chair and turned around and looked out the window. His back was to the door which he heard open and shut.
"Marjory?"
He did not turn around.
"What do you want?" was the cold reply.
Don turned around slowly in his chair. He was obviously enjoying every minute and the future minutes would be even better, he hoped.
"Do you like your job here?" he asked.
"You prick," she snapped.
"That doesn't answer my question."
Marjory's mind raced. She couldn't figure out what he had in mind.
"Yes, it pays well and the people are nice, except for you," she finally said.
"Good. Then I guess you'd like to keep it."
"I have my limits."
"I'm sure you do. We all do."
"Look, if you just called me in here to chit chat forget it, I've got better things to do."
Don let his eyes roam slowly over her body.
"No, that isn't why I called you in here." 'Then get to the point."
"If you insist."
"Yes, I insist."
Don got on the phone and instructed his secretary to hold all calls and visitors until further notice.
"Okay, Marjory, lift up your skirt."
She hesitated a minute.
"I can have you fired in five minutes if that's what you want."
CHAPTER NINE
ON YOUR KNEES, MARJORY
Marjory should have told him to go fuck himself. Instead, she found herself standing silently waiting for him to say something, anything. Marjory experienced a strange kind of thrill. She had an idea of what he was going to do but she couldn't believe he'd actually do it in his own office. What if someone came in and found them? It wouldn't be too bad for Don, but for her-it was unthinkable.
She slowly raised her skirt and held it bunched around her waist. Don got up out of his chair and circled around behind her. He rubbed her ass gently.
"Nice, very nice," he said softly.
"I'm glad you like it."
His hands became rougher on her. Marjory began to get excited. She fought against it with all her might and succeeded in thwarting her feelings for the moment.
Don hooked his fingers into the thin elastic band that held the panties around her waist and slowly slid them down to her feet. He lilted the feet one by one and took the panties off. He stroked her long thighs as his hands returned to the rounded curves of her buttocks.
Marjory waited for him to do something and she wasn't surprised when she felt pressure being applied to the tight little red ring of her asshole. Don was probing at it with his finger.
"Lean forward, bend over," he snapped.
Marjory obeyed. She held herself up by one hand which she placed on Don's desk while she still held the bunched-up skirt around her waist.
Marjory closed her eyes as she felt the tender flesh of her asshole part as Don's finger penetrated it. He slowly slid it in all the way up to his knuckle. He wriggled it around and poked at her. Then he began to move it slowly in and out.
"Oh, oh, no, please."
Marjory's head hung down as she gritted her teeth as she felt herself get more and more excited against her will. She fought it with all her might. Her anus spread as the flesh admitted his finger which now had begun to rip its way in and out of her asshole. Don's hand slammed against her buttocks and sent shocks and thrills up and down the length of Marjory's body.
Then he took his finger out of her asshole and began to massage her cunt. It began to lubricate freely in her strange excitement and pleasure. She couldn't stop it, she couldn't help it. He-kneaded the tender, sensitive flesh until it felt as if it were glowing. He roughly spread her legs farther apart for her as he now stuck his middle finger up into her cunt. Marjory gasped. It was going much better than Don had anticipated. When he first conceived the idea, he sort of felt that she would walk right out of the room. He was very pleasantly surprised when she didn't. Maybe she liked to get it like this, in an office, against her will.
There were no limits on thrills and pleasures. Anything went and Don was determined to find out exactly how far Marjory would go with him. All the way probably. Yes, it was good. Her cunt felt warm and wet and he heard her breathing increase until it became a little pant, like a puppy's or maybe a bitch in heat.
He rammed his finger in and out of her cunt as hard and as fast as he could. He knocked her body hard against the sharp rim of the desk. He reached around and held her by her stomach so that she couldn't wriggle away from him as he ripped his finger in and out of her cunt.
Marjory began to move her cunt back into the incoming finger. She could no longer conceal or control her feelings. What she wanted that moment was a cock, a nice thick, long one. It no longer mattered that she was in his office being humiliated that way. The only thing she cared about was her quivering cunt which threatened to burst if it didn't get relief. She moaned and that made Don smile. He was really enjoying himself. His cock got hard in his crotch. Might as well go all the way, what the hell he thought.
He slipped his finger out of her cunt and stood back from her for a minute. Marjory caught her breath and raised her head.
"Is that all?" she asked.
"Stay where you are."
Don paused for a moment before he slipped his hands in under her blouse and unhooked her bra. He freed her breasts which swayed gently as she moved. He cupped one of them and kneaded the nipple between his fingertips until he made her moan in pleasure. She tossed her head slowly from side to side.
Don unzipped his fly and took out his cock. He rubbed her cunt with it and didn't penetrate her. Marjory tried to move back into it so that it would go inside of her but Don kept her away. He wanted her to sweat for a couple of more minutes.
He chuckled to himself as he suddenly placed his cock at the entrance to her asshole. He was getting excited himself now.
"No, no, not that way, please."
Don answered her by ramming his cock up into her asshole. Marjory stifled a scream as the long thick shaft ripped up into her and threatened to rip and split the tender flesh. He fucked her hard and fast that way, not caring if her hurt was bad or not. His balls felt full and ready to explode into her. He slammed his body into Marjory's as she bent over as much as she could. The ring of asshole flesh clutched and grabbed at his cock as if it wanted to prevent its entrance. But it was no good.
Marjory felt her whole body fill with feeling and sensation. He panted hard and fast now and her cunt quivered and she felt herself coming.
"You cocksucker," she cursed.
Her come dripped out of her cunt in a steady stream onto Don's carpeting. Don quickly rammed one of his fingers in under his plowing cock and found her cunt. Then he fingerfucked her as roughly as he could. She loved it and she showed him by screwing her ass and cunt around on the cock and finger. One of her hands went up and she touched her own breasts and felt more secret thrills as the nipples seemed to glow and send out rays of pleasure that completely filled her upper body.
Don continued to plow his cock in and out of her asshole for a few more minutes before he suddenly took it out and stuck it into her cunt. Then he took his two fingers and rammed them into her asshole. Marjory gasped as he mercilessly rammed the two fingers up into her. The flesh strained and painfully stretched. Don slapped his prick in and out of her moist and well-oiled cunt as hard and as fast as he could.
He slammed his body into hers hard and he banged her against the metal rim of his desk and she never even felt it.
Her asshole felt as if it were being ripped apart. Don mercilessly coordinated his thrusts so that when he penetrated her he was giving her a double dose.
Marjory squirmed around like mad and gyrated her pelvis. She gasped for her breath as he continued to abuse her and fill her with marvelous and different pleasures.
Her cuntlips squeezed around his driving shaft. Then he pulled his fingers out of her asshole and grabbed her around the waist and thrust his cock as deeply into her cunt as he could. Marjory stifled another yell as she came again. She felt as if her come was being wrenched right out of her body, almost against her will.
Then he stopped and she could hear his heavy breathing slowly calm down. He stepped back from her.
"Turn around," he snapped. She did.
"Get down on your knees."
She knew what he was going to say next.
"Now suck me off."
The bulging head was inches from her mouth. It shined and glistened from her lubrication. Marjory slowly inched her face closer and closer to it. She parted her lips and took the head into her mouth. Her hands caressed his hairy thighs as she slowly took more and more of the soggy prick into her mouth until she had it almost completely buried there. Then she sucked on him. Her hands caressed his throbbing and swollen balls. Don began to mouthfuck her. Her breasts swayed on her chest as he pounded his cock in and out of her mouth. Marjory's lips squeezed the shaft as hard as she dared as she tried to milk his balls. Then she felt the head swell slightly she knew he was going to come.
Don grunted in satisfaction and pleasure as he felt his come shoot up his shaft and splash into her mouth. Marjory swallowed and waited for the second batch. His balls quivered again and Don felt his come gush into her mouth. Her hands continued to milk his balls until they had emptied themselves and hung limp and useless in their sac. Then she sucked every last little bit of come out of the shaft before she took her mouth away and stood up.
Don rammed his cock into his pants and sat down behind his desk. So, he had actually carried out his little plan. He felt good about it. Maybe he would do it again. Marjory didn't seem to mind too much. He laughed softly to himself and lit a cigarette.
Marjory found her panties and put them on before she tucked her blouse into her skirt. She still breathed heavily. She wanted to wait there for a couple of minutes before she went out. She had no idea how long she had been in there. The last thing she wanted to do was go outside still panting like she was. He couldn't be that cruel, or could he?
"Thank you, Marjory," Don said finally.
"Are you going to have me fired?"
"No, not today."
"What does that mean?"
"Tomorrow's another day, Marjory."
"The next time you get into my pants you'll have to get down on your knees and beg for it."
"Oh will I?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"Why?"
"I thought we could have our lunch in for the next week or so."
"Forget it, pal."
"You're very tough now."
"I'm always tough."
"Except when there's a big cock inside of you. What happens then?"
"I make the most of it."
"I see."
"I'm glad you do."
"Are you. Why?"
"Because when you wind up in a garbage can one night, you'll know why."
"You wouldn't do that to me. You couldn't."
"It's as close as a telephone and just as easy."
Don looked at her. Marjory's face was calm and Don had the sudden realization that she was speaking the truth. Cold chills suddenly ran up and down his spine. Maybe he had played it too rough. Maybe he never should have played. How can you predict these things anyway? No, it wasn't that. She had told him as much that night when she stormed out of his apartment. His ears just weren't used to hearing things like that, that's all and as a result he ignored her. That was the only mistake he had to make and he realized that he made it.
"I didn't know you ran around with tough guys," he said finally.
"There are a lot of things you don't know."
Now Marjory sat down and faced him. Don tried to control the things he was feeling. "Like what?"
"Like the kind of guys I run around with, for instance," she said. "What are they like?"
"Oh, they're just regular guys," she said.
"When they're not beating up people you mean," he said as he ground out his butt.
"They just like me, that's all."
"And they'd do almost anything for you, right?"
Marjory laughed in his face. She could tell that he was scared now.
"Almost anything, yes. Why do you ask?"
"You threatened me, didn't you?"
"Me? I never threaten. I do."
"You're going to have me beaten up, isn't that right?" he asked.
"Maybe."
"Well, you listen to this...."
"I'm not going anywhere," she interrupted.
"I'll see to it that you're put behind bars if anything happens to me."
"That's tough talk."
Don said nothing.
"You know something?" she asked. "What?"
"I don't think you're tough at all."
"Oh no?"
"No, I think you're scared shitless."
"You've got the wrong guy baby." He didn't fool anybody. "Innocent men have been known to be hung too."
So that was it. His ass was had and there was nothing he could do about it. The only hope he had was the slight chance that Marjory was bluffing just to make him squirm a little. Don probed her eyes with his own and tried to see any weakness. There was none and he got the cold chills again.
Marjory sat there. Her body had calmed down considerably and she was breathing normally now. In actual fact, she had rather enjoyed herself although she would die before she told Don that. Now it was Marjory who was formulating a plan in her head. She could tell that Don was quite worried. His eyes and the slight quiver in his voice told her that.
Now the shoe would be on the other foot and Marjory had no int ention of being as nice to Don as he had inadvertently been to her. No, she was a woman who sought revenge. The fortunate thing was that she had the proper tools at hand with which to effect her revenge. It would be ugly, to be sure, but he deserved it. What if she hadn't liked what he did to her? Where would she have been then? Up shit creek more than likely. Things had a nice habit of suddenly reversing themselves like that. Marjory would win, she knew that and it gave her confidence.
Don cleared his throat.
"Is there anything else?"
"Why?" he asked.
"I have some work to do. That's what I get paid for, you know."
"Get out of here, now," he snapped.
She would remember that.
"We'll see each other again," she said.
"You bet your ass we will."
His bravado didn't fool her.
She laughed in his face as she stood up.
"Why are you laughing?" he asked.
"Because you're funny."
"I'll bet."
"It's true. I'll laugh again too."
She said that coldly and then she stalked out of the room. She gave her ass a little wiggle as she left just to annoy him. Her cunt had stopped quivering and she didn't notice anyone giving her any funny glances as she went to her desk and resumed the work she had interrupted when Don had originally called for her.
Don sat at his desk and thought. If Marjory had meant the things she had said he was in a lot of trouble. For a second or two he really hated his prick and his balls. Then he remembered stories he had heard of guys who had their balls cut off and rammed down their throats before they bled to death.
She would never do that to him. No, of course she wouldn't. But then, she was capable of anything. That did it. Now he was in for it and there was nothing he could do to prevent it. Or was there? He thought. He couldn't carry a gun. Leave town? Impossible. Be nice to her? Equally as impossible. So there he was-at her mercy. He calmed down after he let his mind race for a while, almost out of control. If there was nothing he could do then there was no sense in worrying about it. What was going to happen would and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Marjory dialed a number on the telephone.
"Hi, it's Marjory ... look, I've got sort of a problem that you might be able to help me out on ... well, I'd rather tell you in person ... yes, tonight's fine. About eight? Good ... see you then. Bye." She hung up.
The wheels were about to be set into motion. Once an action like that was initiated it was very hard to stop it. There were too many people involved. Besides, she didn't want to stop it anyway. She wanted to see Don on his knees begging for her cunt. It was simple.
Marjory finished out her day in a routine manner and went home. She changed, showered and then changed again before she went out and grabbed a quick bite. At a few minutes after eight she was ringing Alice's buzzer. She rode up in the elevator alone and knocked on the door.
"Hi, come on in," said Alice.
"Thanks."
Marjory sat down and Alice automatically made them some drinks. She was wearing a simple pant-suit which accentuated her lines of her body. It rustled as she moved and it was very sexy.
"What's the problem?" she finally asked. "A man."
"That's nothing new. What's the angle?"
"Well, I fucked with this guy one night and then he started to blackmail me. We had a fight and I told him off," said Marjory.
"How's he blackmailing you?"
"He called me into his office and had me lift my skirt. Then he fucked me but it wasn't a nice fuck, know what I mean?"
"I think so."
"He used his cock in my ass, my cunt, mouth, everywhere and his hands too but he was real rough. He tried to make it as shitty as possible for me. Then he had me suck him off."
"All this was done in his office?"
"Yes."
"It's incredible."
"He's really a prick and I'd like to see him get what's coming to him."
"Sounds as if he needs it."
"He does. He's cocky and really a louse."
"I agree."
"Can you help me?"
"What can I do?"
"Well, I told him that the next time he fucked me he'd have to get down on his knees and beg for it."
"So you want someone to make him get down on his knees."
Marjory finished her drink and handled Alice her glass for a refill.
"That's right. Can you help me?"
"I can't but I might know someone who could," said Alice as she returned with a fresh drink which she handed to Marjory.
"That would be swell."
"Uh, I hate to sound cruel or heartless but. ... "
"That's okay, I know what I'm asking you to do. What is it?"
"What do you want done to him?"
"I want him to beg."
"Do you want him hurt?"
"Not much. I only want to frighten and humuliate him, that's all."
"I'm glad you said that."
"Why?"
"Because I don't go in for the rough stuff myself," said Alice.
"Neither do I. But he really is a prick." 'They all are darling."
"I suppose that's right." 'There's nothing to suppose."
"Yes, you're right."
Alice stood up and walked over to Marjory. She leaned over her and touched one of her breasts. Marjory took a long pull out of her drink. She knew what was going to happen and she sort of welcomed it. Besides, she wasn't in any position to refuse. She caressed Alice's ass before she slipped the pants down. Alice wasn't wearing any underwear and Marjory immediately began to rub the folds of her cunt. Alice spread her legs wide for Marjory as she penetrated her cunt with her middle finger. Alice moaned softly as she took off the top part of her costume and unhooked her bra. Already her nipples were throbbing in excitement.
Marjory rammed her finger in and out of Alice's cunt for a while until she took it out. Then she leaned forward and ran the tip of her tongue up and down Alice's cunt, just inside the crack. Alice moaned as Marjory found her lovebutton and sucked on it. The membrane erected quickly and began to pulsate and quiver like mad. Alice panted her pleasure as Marjory caressed the soft, willing flesh of her buttocks.
Then Marjory mashed her lips against the soft tuft of Alice's cunt. Her tongue flicked in and out as she ate her. Marjory's own cunt was lubricating freely and she squirmed around in the chair as she held Alice close to her by wrapping her arms around her waist. Alice pushed her cunt forward and ground it into Marjory's face as hard as she could. Her pleasure was intense and she felt the tension slowly build.
"Oh, oh," she moaned.
Alice felt herself about to come. She touched her own breasts and pinched her nipples hard as she gyrated her cunt around on the slithering tongue.
Her cunt oozed out his precious liquids in a steady stream. It flowed into Marjory's waiting and eager mouth and she lapped it all up and eagerly waited for some more. Alice panted heavily as she orgasmed again and again Marjory lapped it all up.
Alice slowly stepped away from Marjory. Her cunt still dripped come which ran down her legs slowly and left a funny looking whitish trail.
Marjory wiped her come stained mouth off on the back of her own hand and stood up and quickly took off her clothes. She and Alice both took another long pull out of their drinks before Alice led Marjory into her bedroom.
"My breasts, suck on them," panted Alice as she lay down.
Marjory could hardly resist. She didn't want to either. She mashed her face down on one of the hard little erected nipples and sucked. She swirled the tip of her tongue around the brownish circumference of the nipple slowly, to tease and to satisfy. Alice arched her back upwards so as to force as much of her breast as possible into Marjory's mouth.
Marjory nibbled on the nipple as she rubbed the other breast. Alice reached up and cupped both of Marjory's breasts and kneaded the nipples between her fingertips until she heard Marjory whimper with pleasure.
Then she took Marjory's face off her breast and moved her own head to her stomach. She stabbed out at Marjory's stomach as she rubbed her cunt. Marjory closed her eyes and relaxed as she felt Alice find her lovebutton. She rubbed and poked at it before she finally scratched at it with her fingernail. Marjory moaned loudly and tried to squirm away from the nail which felt like it were exposing her nerve-ends.
Her hands grabbed at the sheets as she felt her body tremble all over. Her stomach muscles went hard just before she came. Alice immediately mashed her lips against her cuntlips and rammed her tongue as far up into Marjory's cunt as she could. Marjory bucked the come right out of herself as she gyrated her pelvis around in response to Alice's probing and poking tongue. The walls of her cunt quivered and her hot juices continued to pour out of her. It was a fantastic release for her and when it was over she lay hfeless on the bed as Alice put her head on one of her breasts and gently caressed her stomach.
After a while both of them opened their eyes. They smiled at each other before Alice got up and returned with some cigarettes and booze. They smoked and drank while then-emotions and bodies quieted down.
"You were fantastic, as usual," Alice finally said.
"I couldn't be anything less with you, you know that," responded Marjory.
"We comphment each other."
"Yes, we're both very lucky to be able to enjoy each other as we do."
"I'll drink to that." Which she did.
"Let me make a call, maybe I can do something about that problem."
"Oh goody," said Marjory as she sat up in bed.
Alice returned after making the call. "All I need is the guy's name."
"Then what?" asked Marjory. "We wait a few days and then you tell me when and where," she said. "When and where what?"
"When and where you want him to beg."
"It's that simple, huh?"
"Yes, love, it's that simple."
"It's amazing."
"No, it isn't."
"Why isn't it?" asked Marjory.
"Because my friends are pros. It's always like that," replied Alice.
"Well, it's amazing to me. You're sure he won't be hurt?"
"It'll be whatever you want. Just tell me.
"Okay. Ummm, just maybe rough him up a little. No permanent damage and no visible marks. Can that be done?" she asked.
"Silly girl."
"I guess it can. His name is Don Parkins."
"Does he work with you?"
"Yes."
"Okay, you'll have to point him out sometime tomorrow."
"How do I do that?"
"Walk out with him when you leave. Can you do that?" asked Alice.
"I guess so."
"Okay, then we'll wait a few days."
"Good, make him sweat a little."
"It's all part of the fun, darling. Oh, by the way, Jerry's coming over."
"I'd better leave then."
Marjory quickly finished her drink and dressed.
"Thanks for a lovely evening and also the favor," she said at the door. Alice stood there naked. 'That's okay honey. See you soon."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Alice closed the door and finished her drink and smoked a cigarette while she waited for Jerry. She stubbed out what was left of it into an already filled ashtray and went into her bedroom where she put on her robe. She puttered around her place for a while until she heard the buzzer ring. A few minutes later, Jerry walked in and accepted the drink Alice handed him.
"Thanks. What's up?"
"Nothing much, just doing a pal a favor."
"Sure, no problem, providing."
Alice knew what "providing" meant.
"No, there won't be any rough stuff, just a scare. It'll be fun."
"I'm glad you think so."
"So will you."
"I hope you're right. Most of them aren't."
"Yes, I know."
Jerry stood up and embraced Alice. He could feel her pointed nipples as they pressed into his chest. She pressed her body close to his and he felt his cock begin to stir in his crotch. He wrapped his arms around her and mashed his lips against hers. His tongue darted into her mouth and she responded by not only fencing with it with her own tongue but by also reaching down and rubbing his crotch. She smiled to herself as she felt the stiffening rod under her touch get harder and harder. Jerry slipped one of his hands in under the folds of her robe so that he could grab at her breast. He rubbed the tender, sensitive nipple until Alice began to pant loudly into his ear.
"Oh, that feels so good," she panted.
Jerry untied the robe and quickly put his other hand on her cunt. Alice had taken a quick douche and her pubic hairs were downy soft and fluffy. Jerry roughly rubbed the hairy triangle just the way Alice liked to be rubbed.
He let the robe slip off of her shoulders and fall to the floor. He ran his fingertips all over her body as she stood before him in quiet submission. Inside she felt as if every nerve end she had was screaming with excitement. She panted heavily and loudly and moaned.
"The bedroom," she moaned.
Alice didn't even wait to see if he would come. Instead she went right in and lay down. Her breasts shook on her chest. Jerry undressed quickly. His rod preceded him as he went into the bedroom. The sight of the erected shaft made Alice sit up on the bed.
"Oh, oh, come here," she panted.
He walked over and stood at the edge of the bed.
Alice ran her hands slowly up and down his hairy thighs as she looked at the bulging head. Then she ran the tip of her tongue slowly up from his scrotum to the head of his prick. She ran her tongue around it several times while her hands went for his balls. They caressed and fondled them as she opened her mouth so as to be able to put the head of his prick inside of her.
Her lips squeezed down on the hard shaft as hard as she dared to as her head slowly inched forward. Little by little the shaft disappeared into her mouth. Alice moaned in selfish pleasure and satisfaction. Her cheeks bulged. Jerry held her head prisoner in his hands. Alice shut her eyes as he began to mouth fuck her slowly and deeply. Her cunt lubricated as Jerry penetrated her and she got very excited at the thought of his prick inside of her.
Then he took it out of her mouth and gently pushed her back on the bed. He leaned over her and she spread her legs and offered him her cunt. He put his face down between the V and slowly ran his tongue up and down her cunt, just inside the crack. Alice moaned and slowly moved her head from side to side on the pillow as he suddenly mashed his lips against hers and rammed his tongue up into her as far as he could. He cupped her buttocks from underneath so that he could hold her squirming pelvis.
Then he took his middle finger and found the entrance to her asshole. He pushed in. The flesh yielded willingly. Alice whimpered as he slowly stuck his finger up into her asshole as far as it would go. He found her love button and nibbled gently on it. The little membrane throbbed and Alice fought for her breath. Her breasts heaved on her chest as she writhed in pleasure. Her cunt walls began to pulsate and then she felt her hot juices begin to pour out of her.
Jerry rammed his finger in and out of her asshole furiously. He felt her come ooze out of her as she writhed beneath him. He took his tongue and rammed it up into her canal and began to poke around the sides. Alice's body bucked furiously for a few seconds and then she was quiet. Jerry took his finger slowly out of her asshole and then he took his come glistening lips away from hers. He crawled up on the bed and mashed his lips against hers so that he could give her a good taste of herself. She loved it. She ran her tongue over his lips and licked them clean before she rammed her tongue into his mouth. Her erected nipples jutted outward and they pressed into his chest as she held him close to her body.
He climbed over her and found the opening to her cunt. He slowly pushed his cock in until he had it buried in her cunt. Alice took her mouth away from his and felt the effects of what his rod was doing to her. She raised her legs high in the air as Jerry began to friction her. He made sure he achieved maximum penetration as he slapped his body into hers.
The bed rocked from the force of the impact. Alice moved her cunt up expertly to meet his incoming cock. Her cunt lips grabbed and clutched at it. Alice ran her hands over his flank and loins. She leaned up and kissed his neck, his shoulders, anything she could reach. Her body trembled violently from the excitement and the walls of her cunt again began to pulsate and quiver.
Then she felt herself about to come. I gushed out of her this time and splashed all over Jerry's cock. She yelled out and her fingernails dug into his upper arms and shoulders as she bucked her cunt recklessly up into his body as he continued to slam his rod into her.
Jerry felt his balls go numb for a second or two. He ripped his shaft into her as hard and as fast as he could as he felt himself about to come. His hot cargo gushed up his cock and seared out the innermost recessed of Alice's cunt. The hot liquid bathed and covered every part of the inside of her cunt and coated it with its white stickiness.
Jerry stopped frictioning her and lay quietly as his cock began to shrink into uselessness. Alice slowly lowered her legs down. She held him close to her body. It still throbbed from the excitement and pleasure and she would have done anything if it could have continued like it was. She could have taken it for a hundred years but she felt his cock shrink and opened her eyes and looked up at him.
He pulled himself out of her and disappeared into the other room. Alice's cunt was still quivering a little, a gentle reminder of the pleasures she had just experienced.
Jerry returned with some cigarettes and two drinks. He handed her one of each and sat down on the edge of the bed. He ran his hands over her breasts and stomach and laughed as she began to have trouble holding onto thy full glass.
"What have you been up to lately?" she asked.
"The same old stuff, you know."
"Yes."
There was a pause.
"Is this girl a good friend of yours?" Jerry finally asked. "Yes, why?"
"I don't usually do favors like that, you know."
It was true. Usually he restricted himself to only either his close friends which usually only numbered one, that being the woman he happened to be fucking at the time or to the people he was obliged due to business reasons for. It was highly unusual for Jerry to do something of this nature just to please someone's whim.
"Can you trust her?"
"To a point," answered Alice.
"That's a good answer."
"Did you expect anything else?"
Jerry laughed.
"No, not really."
"Good, then I didn't disappoint you," she said.
"No, you pleased me."
"Double good."
"Keep it up."
"I think I'll quit when I'm ahead."
"Smart girl."
"I try."
"I'd hate to see you when you really tried," he said as he drank. "Why?" she asked him. "Because you'd be dynamite, that's why."
"Do you really think so?"
"Yup."
"Ummm, that's nice to hear."
Alice leaned over him. Her breasts hung downward. The nipples were soft now and she pressed then against his muscular thigh as she kissed his crotch. She nuzzled her nose into the hairs that were now sticky from both then-juices. The tip of her tongue shot out and stabbed at the hairy base of his cock. Jerry felt it stir slightly. He quickly took another long pull at his booze.
"No baby, no more."
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing."
"Don't you want me to touch you?"
"Not right now, no."
Alice sat up in a quick jerky motion and pouted. Jerry ground out what was left of his butt and looked at her for a few seconds.
"It's just that I'm a little tired," he said.
"So?"
"So I don't want to disappoint you, that's all," he said as he stood up. "Going somewhere?"
"Yeah, into the other room for the cigarettes. Any objections?"
"No, darling. I'm sorry."
"That's okay. I understand."
"You always do," she said.
"Yeah, it's a habit I suddenly got into."
He winked at her and left the room. Alice took a sip of her drink and put out her cigarette.
CHAPTER TEN
GOOD TO THE LAST DROP
It was almost five. Marjory put everything away that was on her desk and prepared to leave for the day. Don had been obviously avoiding her all day, and with excellent reason, although he didn't know it. He'd find out soon enough, though. He passed by her desk on his way out.
"Oh Don?" asked Marjory.
He stopped. "Yes?"
"There's something I'd like to talk over with you. Can we have a drink together?"
He leaned close to her. "So you can set me up with your pals? No thanks, baby."
"It isn't that at all. I was only kidding."
"Stick it up your ass, sweets."
He walked away. Marjory followed. It was imperative that she leave the building with him. Alice would be waiting downstairs. The plan was this. If Marjory managed to come out with Don, she would recognize Alice. If the guy wasn't Don, she'd ignore her. Somewhere in the crowd other eyes would also be watching.
Marjory followed Don out of the office and rode down the elevator with him.
"Please Don, it's important."
"Look, I've got a date. Some other time, okay?"
The elevator doors opened and they walked out together.
"Oh, there's my friend. Come on," she said.
"Don, this is Alice."
"Hello Alice."
"Hi."
Don couldn't help but be attracted by Alice's breasts. She wore a loose fitting blouse that was open a lot and it revealed a lot of her cleavage. Alice gave him a big warm smile and squeezed his hand when they shook.
"I've got to run. Nice meeting you."
Don disappeared into the crowd.
"So that's him," said Alice.
"Yep."
"Not bad."
"You can have whatever is left over, if you want," said Marjory. "Thanks."
"That's okay."
"How is he?"
The crowd surged around the two women as they talked together. "How do you mean?"
"How do you think I mean?"
"Oh, he's pretty good." 'Then why are you giving him up?"
"Because he's a prick."
"All men are if you really think about it." Marjory looked around. "Why don't we go have a drink somewhere," she suggested.
"Okay. I think everything's been taken care of."
"What's the plan?"
"We'll go back to my place and wait for a telephone call. That's all."
"When is it supposed to come?" asked Marjory.
"Sometime tonight. Early, probably."
"That fast, huh?"
"These people are professionals. They don't mess around."
"Okay, let's go."
The two girls walked down the avenue until they came to a little bar that Marjory knew. The bartender nodded his head and smiled at them as they sat down at an empty table.
"Do you come here often?" asked Alice. "Yes. It's close and they make good drinks."
A waiter came over and took their drinks. Marjory nervously fiddled with the paper napkin; Alice caught it.
"Now don't get nervous."
"I can't help it," said Marjory.
"Why not?"
"Because something might go wrong."
"Like what?"
Alice placed her hand reassuringly on Marjory's leg. She felt the fine hard flesh of her thigh and gave it a little squeeze. Marjory unconsciously opened her legs in acknowledgement as the waiter put down their drinks in front of them.
"Oh, he might get hurt."
"So?"
Alice took a long pull out of her drink and smacked her lips in appreciation.
"So I'm not that kind of a person. Alright, he's a prick, but I still don't want him to get hurt. You can understand that, can't you?"
"Of course I can and I'm glad you're not that kind of a person."
"Why?"
"Because my ability to judge character would have suffered a serious setback if you were."
"That's nice to hear."
"I mean it seriously."
"I know, I'm just nervous, that's all."
"Well darling, it's understandable but you've just got to trust me. Besides, it's too late to do anything about it."
"You mean it couldn't be called off?"
"Never in a million years."
"I didn't realize that."
"Listen, a lot of people are going out of their way to do you a favor. If I were you, I'd just appreciate it. Do I have to say more?"
For the first time, Marjory sensed the seriousness of what she had done. There was no venom in Alice's remark, just a cold objective statement of ugly fact and it couldn't be denied.
"No. Would you like another drink?"
"Are you going to have one?"
"Do we have time?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll have another one."
"Good, so will I."
"We'll pick something up to drink on the way back to your place. Okay?"
"Good idea. I'm not sure what's left."
Marjory signalled the waiter that they wanted another round.
Don finished putting on his favorite cologne and he admired himself in the mirror just before he slipped into his suit jacket. Five minutes later he had walked out of his apartment on his way to pick up his date for the evening. He never even noticed the two men who fell in behind him. It was fortunate for them and unfortunate for Don that he decided to walk to his date's apartment.
They stayed about twenty yards behind him as he quietly whistled his way down the street. These men in turn were followed by a slowly cruising sedan.
Alice again put her hand on Marjory's thigh under the table. Marjory closed her eyes. She hadn't eaten anything yet and the booze was having a devastating effect on her. Not that she minded; quite the contrary, she enjoyed it very much.
Her head felt as if it was suspended several feet above her shoulders. It sort of floated there, suspended as it were. Her body felt as if it were trying to rise so as to be able to meet the floating head. All in all, it was quite pleasant.
"I think we ought to go now," suggested Alice.
"So soon?" slurred Marjory.
Alice chuckled softly. "Soon? We've been here almost an hour and a half!" she replied.
"Oh, I didn't notice."
"Come on, I'll pay the bill."
Alice signalled for the waiter who gave them the check. Alice lay a few crumpled bills on the table and the two girls left. Marjory tried her best to walk without staggering.
"I believe you're drunk," said Alice as they hit the street.
"I believe you're right," replied Marjory.
"Come on then, it'll likely be a long night."
Alice took Marjory by the arm and helped her walk until she was able to hail a cab. They piled in and Alice gave the driver her address. Ten minutes later they were sitting down in Alice's living room.
"Oh shit," said Alice.
"What's the matter?"
"We forgot the liquor."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. Let me see what's here."
Alice got up and rummaged around in the kitchen until she finally came up with a bottle of bourbon. She brought it back out to the living room.
"Well, it's probably a hundred years old, but it'll be good," she said as she swished about four inches of the stuff around in the bottle in front of Marjory.
"Fine, just what we need."
"Are you sure you can handle it?"
"Sure I'm sure. Do I look as if I can't?"
"Well, you were a little drunk when we left the bar," said Alice as she went into the kitchen to make the drinks.
"So what?"
"Now don't get belligerent."
"I'm just nervous, that's all."
"I told you to relax."
"I know."
"Then why don't you?"
"Oh, I don't know."
"Come on. Here, take this, it might help," said Alice as she handed Marjory her drink. Marjory sipped at it.
"Ummm, it's good."
"I've got something else that's good, too."
"What's that?"
Alice stood over her and slipped her hand in under Marjory's top. She squeezed one of her breasts as her other hand expertly undid her bra. Marjory's breasts were free. Alice took liberties. She rubbed the breast as Marjory continued to sip away at the booze.
"Ummm, that's good, too."
"I told you."
"You didn't have to."
"Why not?"
"Because I already knew, silly."
"Take it easy on that stuff, will you?"
"Why?"
"Because we have to go out later and I don't want you to be drunk."
"Where do we have to go?"
"To see your friend."
"Which friend?"
"The guy, the prick, remember?"
"Oh, him."
Alice took off Marjory's top and bra for her and knelt down in front of her. She caressed her sides as she moved her face closer and closer to Marjory's breasts until her lips parted and she began to suck on one of Marjory's nipples. Marjory closed her eyes and stroked Alice's hair. She spread her legs so that Alice could slip one of her hands between them.
She rubbed the warm tender flesh of her inner thigh as she inched her hand closer to Marjory's cunt. Her teeth bit into the erect and throbbing nipple gently as her tongue swirled around it. Marjory moaned in her pleasure as she felt Alice's hand begin to rub her cunt. It lubricated in eager anticipation of what was going to come.
"Stand up and undress," said Alice suddenly as she took her hand off of Marjory's cunt and her face away from her tits.
Marjory obeyed quite willingly and stood before Alice naked. Her breasts throbbed on her chest and she stepped closer to Alice and wrapped her arms around her and closed her eyes. Her lips parted and she gently pressed them against Alice's as she pressed her body into hers. Alice's tongue shot into Marjory's mouth as her hands roamed all over her tingling body.
Their tongues fenced for a while in their mouths and Marjory's breath came faster and faster. Alice caressed her ass and played and teased with the tight red ring of her asshole. Marjory twisted her face around on Alice's as she opened her mouth as wide as she could as if she wanted to eat her.
Then she slowly sank to her knees and rubbed Alice's legs before she quickly slid down her panties. Alice stepped out of them and revealed her hairy cunt. Marjory took her middle finger and inserted it into Alice's cunt and slowly pushed it up into her until she had buried it there. Then she wriggled it around.
Alice moaned and spread her legs. She held her skirt up, bunched around her waist. Her heart pounded in her chest as she became more and more excited.
"Darling, darling," she moaned.
"I'm right here."
"It's so good."
"I love your cunt," said Marjory as she found Alice's love button and began to scratch it gently with her fingernail.
Alice closed her eyes as she felt the ultra sensitive membrane swell before it erected. It throbbed and quivered and Alice reached down with her free hand and played with Marjory's hair.
Marjory took her finger out of Alice's cunt and suddenly mashed her face against it. Her tongue shot up into her cunt and forced the cunt lips to spread. She wrapped her arms around Alice's soft fleshy buttocks and held her close to her face as it ground as hard as it could against her hairy cunt.
She ran the tip of her tongue up and down just inside Alice's cuntlips. Then she found the love button again and swirled the tip of her tongue around and around it before she gently nibbled on it. Alice panted harder and harder.
Her whole body quivered and she felt her stomach muscles go hard just before she came. She ground and writhed her cunt into Marjory's face as her hot liquids ran down her canal in a steady stream into Marjory's waiting mouth. Her tongue lapped at it and made sure that none of the precious liquids escaped her.
Alice came again and moaned quietly as she did. Her cunt walls felt as if they were squeezing themselves together as she spasmed forth another load of steaming come. Marjory swallowed every little bit of it and reamed out Alice's cunt with her tongue. Her mouth overflowed and some of the stuff ran down her cheeks and left a milky white trail behind.
Then Alice stood back from her and sat down. She still panted like mad and her entire body still quivered and throbbed from the exertion. Her cunt felt red hot and her thighs felt weak and lifeless. She reached for her drink and took a healthy pull out of it as Marjory sat opposite her.
"You're so good darling," said Alice finally as she reached for a cigarette with shaking hands.
"So are you," smiled Marjory right back at her as she reached for her drink, too.
Alice stood up and undressed quickly before she sat back down again. She looked nervously at the electric clock.
"Worried about something?" asked Marjory.
"No, I just don't want to be interrupted."
"Then get into the bedroom, fool."
"Excellent idea."
Alice almost ran into her bedroom and plopped down on the bed. Her breasts throbbed and ached with desire for Marjory's mouth. Marjory followed her in and sat down on the edge of the bed. She leaned over and rubbed one of Alice's large breasts while she sucked on the other nipple.
Alice moaned and twisted her body around underneath as Marjory bit down gently on the erect and pulsating nipple. Her other hand left Alice's breast and found her cunt again. This time she just rammed her finger up into her and finger-fucked her hard and fast. She plunged her finger in and out of Alice's bucking cunt as she swirled her tongue around her large brown nipple in slow, exciting circles.
"Oh, oh," moaned Alice.
Alice reached up and rubbed Marjory's breasts. She kneaded the nipples between her fingertips until they felt as if they were going to explode.
Marjory took her mouth off of the throbbing saliva-streaked breast and put the other large nipple into her mouth. Her finger continued to plunge wildly in and out of Alice's already soaked cunt. Alice yeDed and gasped for her breath as she had another long, hard orgasm.
Her come flooded out of her as if she had never come before. It splashed all over Marjory's hand and dribbled out of her cunt and ran between her legs to eventually form a small pool between her legs.
Marjory took her middle finger out of Alice's cunt and lifted her face off of her breast. She smiled down at her.
"Satisfied?" she asked.
"Darling, darling," moaned Alice.
Marjory raised herself up and squatted over Alice on her knees. Her hairy cunt beckoned to Alice and she couldn't resist the fleshy, hairy mound of her own sex. She caressed Marjory's thighs as she inched her face closer and closer to her cuntlips. Then she took her fingers and spread the cuntlips and revealed the pink flesh within.
She gently pressed her mouth against the cunt and poked around at the sensitive inner cunt flesh with the tip of her tongue as if to tease and to please at the same time. Marjory closed her eyes and moaned softly in her private pleasure as Alice's tongue became more active in her cunt.
Alice placed her hands on Marjory's ass again as she began to eat her in earnest. Her tongue drove as deep as it could into the throbbing cunt flesh. Her hands spread the cheeks of Marjory's buttocks until she found the asshole. Then she rammed her middle finger up into Marjory.
She moaned loudly as she felt herself being filled up. She gasped for her breath as Alice reamed her asshole out. She threw her head from side to side wildly as she felt the tension rapidly build up inside of her.
Then the release came in the form of what felt like a river of come that flooded out of her body. It gushed out of her. Alice continued to ram both her tongue and her finger in and out of Marjory's body as she ate up every bit of hot cargo that Marjory was able to give to her.
Her own body bucked and writhed as she felt her own cunt begin to lubricate like mad again. Marjory mashed her come-soaked cunt down on Alice's face as hard as she could. She writhed in pleasure, which she was receiving from both ends. If a cock had been suddenly placed in front of her, she would have gobbled ft up. As it was, she had to settle for the finger and the tongue. She did it gladly.
Then her body stopped trembling and she felt a wonderful calmness take over her. Alice slowly removed her finger from her asshole. The flesh clung to it as if it didn't want it to leave. She took her lips away from Marjory's cunt and laid her head back on the pillow. Her lips glistened from Marjory's come.
Marjory slowly climbed off of Alice and stood up. Then she staggered into the living room and returned with the drinks. She handed Alice hers as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I wish most men were as good as you," said Alice.
"Some of them are. Haven't you found any?"
"Not as many as I'd like to."
"I know what you mean. I like the way you suck on me, too," she said.
"Ummm, it's very mutual."
"As mutual as you can get."
"In the absence of any good fucks, at least we can get a good suck," said Alice.
"That's very important."
"You have to be practical."
"That's what my mother always taught me."
"Who taught you to suck like that?"
"No one."
"It just came naturally?"
"I guess so."
"That's fantastic."
"Why?"
"Because you're really good at it."
"Aren't most women?" she asked. "I don't know. I'm not an expert."
"I didn't mean to infer that you were."
"I know."
"Don't you have any curiosity?"
"About what?"
"About how women suck."
"I have you."
"But there are others."
"So?"
"So maybe somebody sucks better than me or you."
"That's kind of you to say, but I really don't care to find out."
"And what if there was no me?"
"Then I'd be a lot more curious than I am now."
"What are you now?"
"Satisfied."
"Ummm good. So am I."
"That's the way it should be."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
COCK AND BULL
Don never heard the footsteps behind him. He glanced down into the barrel of the snub nosed .38.
"Hey...."
"Shut up," snarled the shorter of the two men.
Don was pushed into the open door of the waiting sedan. The two men piled in after him. There was a fourth guy already in the back seat. Don was sandwiched in between two men. There were two other guys in the front seat. The sedan pulled away slowly.
"Just keep quiet mister and you won't get hurt," said the guy riding along side of the driver.
"Who are you guys? What do you want?"
His question wasn't answered. Don thought about yelling out, but changed his mind when he looked into the steely killer eyes of the guy sitting next to him.
"Now?" asked the guy sitting next to him.
The blood rushed to Don's head and he turned to the guy. The guy sitting on the other side of him grabbed his arm and plunged a hyperdermic into it. Don tried to yell out but everything got black very quickly. He was soon slumping over. Anyone seeing him would have thought nothing about it. The driver drove very carefully.
"Let's make sure our package gets there healthy."
"This is sure a funny deal," said the guy who gave Don the injection.
"What the hell do you care for?" snarled the driver.
"I don't, I was just sayin'."
"Well shut up, nobody wants to listen to you."
"You're really a tough guy tonight, aren't you Jake?"
"Shut up Shorty, I won't tell you again."
"Listen, Jerry wants me and Shorty to stay with the creep," said Lou.
"Can't we watch?" asked Jake referring to the silent fourth gun in the back seat.
"I only repeat orders, I don't give them. Do what you want to."
That's the way it was and they knew it. The sedan slowly made its way through town. It made sure it hadn't been followed and after about an hour pulled up in front of an apartment building in a middle class section of town. The boys looked around to make sure the coast was clear. There was no one on the block.
Shorty opened the back door and with the help of Jake and the other guy, they dragged the limp body up to the front door. Lou opened it with a key and they went in and quickly made their way down the hallway to an apartment. Lou again used a key and they hustled the body inside and let it fall on the floor.
"Okay, see you guys later," said Lou. Jake and the fourth man left. "Okay if I have a drink?" asked Shorty. "Sure. I'll watch Junior. Bring me one, too."
Shorty disappeared for a few minutes and returned with a bottle and some glasses.
"When will he wake up?" asked Lou.
Shorty looked at his watch. "Any time now."
"I'll make the call."
Lou dialed a number. "We're here," is all he said before he hung up.
Shorty poured two drinks and the boys sat back and waited for Don to come to.
Alice hung up the receiver and went back into the bedroom.
"Okay, let's go darling."
Marjory dressed as quickly as she could. She finished her drink before they hurried out of the apartment. Marjory hailed a cab and they hopped in. Alice gave the driver an address that was several blocks away from the apartment where Don was being held. It was a short ride and they were soon walking down the street.
They walked quickly and arrived at the building. Alice pushed a buzzer that had no name plate and was buzzed in. Shorty opened the door for her and his eyes immediately ran up and down Marjory's body.
"Hi Lou," said Alice.
"Hi, here he is."
Lou indicated Don who was still unconscious on the floor.
"How is he?" asked Marjory.
"Sleeping like a baby," said Shorty proudly.
"Okay, let's get this thing going," said Lou. "You two get in the other room."
Alice and Marjory went into another room while Shorty slapped Don back into consciousness.
"Where am I?" he asked.
"Never mind," snapped Shorty.
"I'm getting out of here."
Don staggered to his feet and tried to make it to the door. Shorty tripped him and he fell on his face. He turned over and faced the two guys.
"You've been rude," said Shorty. "What?"
Shorty slapped him across his face hard. "You've insulted a friend of a friend. We don't like that. It isn't nice."
"I don't know what you mean," said Don.
"Get up," ordered Lou.
Don stood up on shaky legs. Shorty kicked him hard in his shins and punched him in the face. Lou circled around behind him and let him have it twice in his kidneys. Don sank to his knees. Shorty pulled him to his feet.
"I thought rich guys like you had manners. I didn't think you liked to cornhole helpless women against their will," said Lou.
"Yeah, that's real perverted. There's laws to protect the public against guys like you, you know," said Shorty.
"We could have you arrested."
"Look, I don't know what you guys are talking about," said Don with a shaking voice.
Shorty slapped him hard across the bridge of his nose. "Maybe that'll clear your memory."
Lou started to leave the room.
"If he tries anything, blast him," he said to Shorty as he left.
Shorty took out his gun and stuck it underneath Don's chin and pressed upward. Don's eyes bulged.
"Just so much as a sneeze mister and I'll put your brains on the ceiling."
Lou entered the room where Alice and Marjory were waiting for him.
"What's the play?" he asked.
"Talk to her," said Alice. "What do you want lady?"
"Well, I'd like to see him crawl," said Marjory.
"Look, it's none of my business lady, but can I suggest something?"
"Sure."
"They all do that. Any guy'll crawl. I can have him balancing a ball on his nose in five minutes if that's what you want, but you just want to humiliate him, right, get back at him, isn't that it?"
"Yes."
"Let me and Shorty work him over, otherwise he might not learn his lesson."
"I don't want him hurt."
"He'll live, but he won't ever bother you again."
"Better listen to him, honey, after all, it's his business," said Alice. "Okay, you're right."
"Thanks. We won't be too rough on him." He left the room.
"I don't want him hurt," Marjory said firmly.
"They know what they're doing. Besides, he's right. If you're going to do something, do it right. Otherwise, he won't learn and he'll come right back at you."
"I don't know how I ever got involved in this in the first place."
"Well, there was a good fucking you got, in case you forgot," said Alice.
"No, I didn't forget."
"Well, there's your answer. He's a prick, right!?"
"Yes."
"So he'll learn a lesson, right?"
"I hope so."
"He's not dumb, not that dumb anyway, is he?"
"No."
"Well, for his own sake I hope not."
Shorty drove his fist into Don's back a couple of times as he sagged against Lou who supported him until he let him go. Don sank to the floor.
"I'll get you bastards for this," he mumbled.
"No you won't. You won't do anything," said Lou as he ground his heel on Don's hand. Don yelled in pain. Shorty kicked him in his leg.
"Don't call us names, either. We're very sensitive," he said.
"Yeah, want to hurt our feelings?" asked Lou as he kicked Don in the stomach.
Lou bent over him. "Listen mister, you know a girl named...."
Shorty walked into the other room.
"What's your name lady?" he asked. "Marjory. Why?" 'Thanks."
Shorty whispered into Lou's ear.
"Marjory, mister?"
"Yes."
Then it all came to him.
"Look, whatever she's paying you, I'll match it if you let me go," he said.
"He's trying to bribe us," said Shorty.
"You bastard," said Lou as he kicked him in the ass.
"That's what I think of your money, cocksucker," he snarled down at him.
Shorty went into the other room and brought out Marjory.
"Hello Don," she smiled.
'I'll get you for this, bitch," he said.
Marjory looked at Shorty.
"Have you got a knife on you?"
Shorty looked at Lou. Lou nodded, "Yeah."
"Can I have it?"
"With pleasure."
Shorty pushed the button and the blade snapped out.
"You might have to hold him," said Marjory.
Lou and Shorty held Don down while Marjory took down his pants. Don's eyes bulged.
"Marjory don't," he pleaded. "Don't what?" she asked. "Don't do what you're going to do!" She held his cock in her hands and pulled it out.
"I can't stand the sight of blood. Make it fast, lady," said Shorty.
"I'm afraid it'll be slow, nice and slow," said Marjory.
"Listen, I'll do anything you say, anything!" pleaded Don as the blade rested on the top of his cock.
"Anything?"
"Name it!"
Marjory thought for a minute. "You can always grow another one."
"Anything, please!!"
"A raise and a two week vacation."
"I can't do that, you know that."
"Okay, sorry."
The blade drew across his cock and cut slightly into it. Blood seeped out. "Okay, okay, it's done!"
"You know what'll happen if I don't get it."
"He knows. Don't you mister?" asked Lou. Don nodded his head.
Marjory closed the knife and handed it back to Shorty. Don closed his eyes and he didn't see Marjory lift her skirt and drop her panties. She squatted over his face and urinated on him. Her stinking yellow liquids soaked his shirt and jacket.
She pulled up her panties and let her skirt fall.
"Where was he going when you picked him up?" she asked Lou. "Did he have a date?"
"Answer the question, mister," said Shorty as he knead Don in the stomach.
"Yes, yes," he gasped out.
"Well, we shouldn't keep the lady waiting, should we?" asked Lou.
"Oh no, that would be impolite," replied Shorty.
"On your feet!" ordered Lou. Don got up and the two men hustled him out of the room. Alice came out.
"That was a nice little scene," she said. "Think so?"
"It had class. I didn't think you had it in you," she said as they went out the door. "Neither did I."
