It is hard to conceive in this day and age. and especially in our Western society, that individual human beings could be and are now being treated like mere possessions--and worse.
Yet there are examples to be found all around us. Migrant workers labor for a pittance, and are beaten or thrown out of their jobs if they protest against their meager wages or disgraceful working conditions. Sharecroppers are forced to turn over as much as fifty percent of their produce to large landowners to pay off an ever-increasing debt whose termination they will never see. Illegal aliens must work for cruelly low wages or face exposure and deportation.
And then there are men like Nick Brady, a man whose only goal in life, it seems, is the humiliation and degradation of young girls. He collects them as one would collect antiques or coins, only to abuse them, forcing them to sink to the depths of shame.
ABUSED YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER-a novel about a warped man. and the girl he uses to satisfy his depraved cravings. A shocking story with a message for today's society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Nick Brady sat on his front porch sipping at a cold beer, and watching the young girl struggle with her heavy bag. She was pretty. A lot prettier than he'd expected. Her youthful melon tits bounced freely under her simple short skirt. She wore no stockings but her legs still looked firm. Her reddish hair had come undone and hung to her waist.
"Yes sir." he said out loud. "I'm going to enjoy having her around the place."
She looked exhausted as she dropped her bag down at the edge of the steps and looked up at him.
"Mr. Brady?" she questioned.
"Uh-uh." he answered. "You the new housekeeper?"
"I'm Glenda Smith." she said proudly.
He didn't like the tone of her voice and he let his face show it.
"Let's get something straight." he said. "I'm taking you on here because your father begged me. He said he'd be bankrupt if he didn't have help. We made a deal. You belong to me for six months. So don't go answering me proud or you can turn your pretty tail around and go back to him."
"Oh no. sir." Glenda said quickly. This time she kept the pride out of her voice. "I'll try to do as you ask."
"You'll do it. girl." he said sternly. "One slip-up and the deal's off."
Nick finished off his beer with a couple of swallows.
"Go on inside." he said. "Martha's our cook. She'll show you your room."
Glenda looked down at the ground as she picked up her bag and walked up the porch. She saw his hand going into a cooler and coming out with another beer.
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"You're going to like it here." Martha Taylor said, "as long as you do what you're told."
Glenda put her bag down on a dusty floor and looked around her new room. It wasn't much, a bed. a bedside table, and a lamp that didn't have a bulb. She walked over and peered in the bathroom door. She shuddered. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned in a year.
"It is pretty bad." Martha said. Martha was a heavy breasted, brunette with a kind face. "It won't take you long to clean things up. though."
"No." Glenda said. "I guess not."
"Are you scared?" Martha asked gently.
"Yes." Glenda admitted. "I suppose I am."
"Don't be." Martha said. "You just do like you're told and you'll be fine." Martha left the room and carefully shut the door behind her.
For the first time in two days Glenda was completely alone. She had been surrounded by her family just before she'd left to take the job. Then the folks on the bus. She felt tired and dirty. "Oh Poppa." she said softly. "I don't want to be here."
She knew she couldn't really blame things on her father. He had worked like a devil to make the farm work. But there were just too many bills and too much bad hick. And Nick Brady had no sympathy when he came to collect the back rent.
Glenda put her bag up on the bed and opened it. She went about the task of putting up her clothes.
Martha had told her that she was expected to be downstairs in a half hour so she had no time for a shower, but she didn't feel good in her dirty dress.
She pulled the skirt up over her head and dropped it on the bed. She wore a plain white bra and a pair of simple cotton panties. She was reaching for another dress when the door opened. "Well," Nick Brady said.
She pulled up her skirt to cover herself. She didn't like his leering grin as he walked toward her. He hadn't bothered to shut the door and that made her feel better. He wouldn't try anything with the door open.
"What you laying to cover it up for. girl?" he asked. "You know what kind of deal I made with your father. You know I'm going to see everything you got." He smacked his lips together and it was a sickening sound. She shut her eyes to keep from looking into his reddened, drunken face.
"Drop the dress." he commanded. "Drop it or I'm going to send you packing. You know what that will mean. Your father and mother and your whole damn family left with no place to go. So be nice to me. sugar. Be She might not have meant to drop the dress, but her fingers started trembling so badly that she couldn't hold it up. She dropped her hands listlessly to her sides. "Nice jugs." Nick said. "Real nice. You know. I been watching you every time I went out to your daddy's farm. I been watching you get ripe." He took her hand and made her turn around for him. as if she was on the auction block. "Nice ass. too." he said. "Nice and round. I bet it feels soft. Do the boys tell you it feels soft?"
There were tears stinging Glenda's eyes. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. but she couldn't help it. No man had ever talked to her as if he owned her. Nick laughed rudely. "You don't like it. do you?" he asked her. "You don't like old Nick looking at you. That's tough, cuz I'm going to do more than just look at you."
Before Glenda realized what was happening, he had grabbed her. He jerked her offher feet and pushed her down on the bed. He came down on top of her. She felt his hard body pressing against her everywhere. "You'd better make your kisses nice." he warned her. "I don't want to have to send you packing."
His thick lips closed over hers and she felt his fat tongue wiggle against her mouth. She couldn't stand it. She moved her head to the side laying to escape. "Damn you." he said softly. "I was just placing around a little, but you make me mad."
He grabbed a handful of her thick red hair and bent her head backwards. This time his mouth was rough and demanding as it pressed hotly against her own.
She beat at him futilely with her closed fists. To her surprise, he let her go.
"All right." he said, "if that's the way you want it. You pack your bags. Go back to Daddy. Tell him that I'll expect him to be off his place by noon Friday!"
He had dismissed her. He was buttoning up his shirt and walking to the door. Glenda suddenly knew that she couldn't let him walk out the door. She remembered her father's tired face. She remembered the way his voice broke when he told her that she was going to five with Nick Brady. She remembered her poor mama, and all the long hours the woman had to put up with.
Already her Mama looked twice her age. and another shock like leaving home would probably plant her in the ground.
"No." Glenda said. "Please don't go."
"You change your mind?" he asked her. "You going to quit fighting?"
"Yes." she told him.
"That's better." he said. This time he did shut the door, and she heard the click of the lock. Glenda thought it was the ugliest sound she'd ever heard. "How old are you?" he said, leering. "Sixteen." she answered.
"You've got a fine body for a sixteen-year-old girl." he said. "You've got a woman's body. You ever had a boy's cock in you?" She blushed a fierce red at his words. "No." she answered softly.
"Damn." he said. "I like that. I like everything about you. I was getting kind of tired of Martha. I mean, she really throws herself into a fuck, and she'd bark like a dog to keep her job. but the problem is she's getting old. I like them a little bit younger."
He walked back to the bed and sat down on the edge. He put his hand on her thigh and squeezed. "You sweet little thing." he said.
She shivered as his fingertips ran lightly over one of her legs. He stroked her from her knee back up to her shadowy dark triangle. He never touched her there, not in that place where no boy had ever touched. But each time he came awfully close.
"If you're going to live here." he said. "I'm going to have to get you some better clothes. Some sexy underthings."
This time he did touch her there and she had to fight to keep from jerking away.
"Spread your legs a Utile more." he said. "I want plenty of room to play with that pretty pussy."
She hated the feeling of being so helpless, but she forced open her legs a Utile more so that his hand could easily touch her.
He started running the tips of his fingers up and down the entrance to her pussy. He seemed to know just how to touch her so that she grew wet.
"How about that." he said. "The boys might have been missing your stuff but you know what it's all about."
His fingers slipped beneath the edge of her panties and touched her soft flesh. She gave a cry as she felt his gentle fingers exploring her. She couldn't help the tingling that made her move her hips from side to side. "Take off your top. sugar." he said. "I want to see your tits. I want to see those fantastic looking peaks."
This time she didn't even hesitate as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and freed her creamy globes to his hot. ogling eyes. She heard him sigh softly and his hand left her pussy. He stretched out beside her on the bed and his hot hand covered her breast. "Nice." he said softly. "You've got a fine feeling tit. I like your big nipples."
She felt her nipples grow even larger under the touch of his hand. Despite herself, she could feel a slight tingling at the base of her spine. She'd felt it before. She was a healthy country girl, and though she'd never had a boy. she had experimented with her fingers.
"Stop that." she begged.
"Oh no. honey." he said. "I'm just getting started!"
His hand moved to her other breast and men he was bending his head to her nipple.
"Oh no." she said, as she felt his hot mouth engulfing one of her nipples. He knew how to use his mouth and tongue to make her quiver.
She felt his tongue rolling over her hard nipple and then he was sucking more of her tender flesh into his hot mouth. He nibbled at her gently, as if she was some feast that had been prepared for him. "God. you taste sweet." he said softly. "I could eat on your tits all day long."
He took her hand and pressed it between them so that she could feel his bulging trousers. He kept her hand there in a fierce grip. "That's my meat." he said. "My big pecker. I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to slam it right up your virgin cunt."
"Please don't torture me like this." she said.
"I'm not. baby." he said. "I'm just telling you the good things that are going to happen to you."
His hand left hers but she didn't dare pull away. He pulled her into his arms so that her titties were mashed flat against his rough shirt. His hands dropped to cup her buttocks. "Feel it jumping, sugar?" he asked. "Do you feel my cock jumping? It's going crazy for you."
She moaned softly as his hands crept underneath her flimsy panties and touched bare flesh. She couldn't understand herself. She was sick about what was happening, and she could almost hate Nick Brady. Yet. he was making her feel all quivery inside, weak and feverish.
He peeled her panties off and she was completely naked. For the first time she felt a man's hand going between her legs from behind. He rubbed his finger along her juicy slit and laughed when he felt her responding by closing her legs.
"You innocent ones are all alike." he said, "a man gives you a taste of cock and you go crazy. Old Martha didn't like it when she came here. She'd been putting up with her old man fucking her. Hell, now she'd crawl ten miles on her hands and knees just to suck me off And you're going to be the same way!"
"No." she protested. "Never. I hate it. I hate you!"
"Sure, you do!"
He pushed her onto her back and he made her spread her legs wide. His fingertips traced her tits and down her belly to her bushy cunt. "Lots of covering." he said. "I like my women to have a hairy cunt."
She gasped as his finger searched until he found the opening to her cunt. Carefully, he parted her virgin cuntlips and his finger slipped into her tight opening. He pushed his finger up until he met the resistance of her hymen. "You are a virgin." he whispered. awestruck."God. it's been a long time."
He moved his finger all around the silky outside of her cunt until he had her wet all over. Then he pulled his fingers away and got to his knees between her legs. "What are you doing?" she asked in alarm.
"I've got to kiss that sweet honeypot. girl." he said. "I've got to get a little taste!"
"Oh no." she wailed, but nothing could prevent him from lowering his head between her creamy thighs.
She shivered as his wet lips nuzzled at her thighs, and his tongue licked at her. Then his face pressed closer and she could feel him actually sucking at her moist cunt hairs. It was not an unpleasant feeling except that it made her feel so ashamed.
"Noooooo." she wailed, as she felt his tongue parting her soft petals and slipping into her cunt. "Nooo. stop that. Please don't!"
His tongue was like a fiery dart entering her. He rolled his tongue around the entire edge of her cunt and sent wet shivers down her body. She clutched at his head but she couldn't find the strength she needed to pull him away.
His strong hands slipped underneath her to cup her soft ass and he pulled her cunt closer to his face. Her warmth surrounded him but he didn't seem to mind. He started pushing his tongue deeper into her. His hands squeezed her ass gently as he really began eating her. He gobbled at her flesh like she was some sort of exotic delicacy.
He was good at what he was doing, and she couldn't control herself. Her hips began to move from side to side and she found herself clutching tightly, but no longer even attempting to push him away. "You've got to stop." she groaned, but she realized that she didn't want him to stop.
Her own fingers had never made her feel so sensitive, had never made her feel as if every part of her body was on fire. Her fingers left his head and she began to fondle her hard nipples. They felt so itchy that she just had to.
"Oooo. stop." she groaned. "Oh please stop. You're making me feel so runny. You're making me feel sick!"
His face left her cunt but it was only for a Moment. He removed his hands from her bottom and she felt his fingers parting the folds of her cunt. She gasped as his fingers found what he was looking for. "Now. baby." he said softly, "now I'm going to make you scream!"
A hot spasm of joy shook her body as he ran his finger across her tiny hard bud. He kept her cunt petals parted as he bent his face between her legs again. She felt his tongue touch her clit.
"OooooMMMM!" she cried.
She'd never known anything could feel so good.
He carefully sucked her clit between his hot lips and he began to nibble gently and rub across it with his tongue. This time her hips began moving faster.
"I'm coming." she cried. She used the word she had heard once at school. Then she'd been shocked by it. Now. it was the only word she could think that would express her feelings.
"I'm coming! Oh Nick, you make me feel so itchy all over! Everywhere! E VERYWHEREEEEEE!"
She'd thought she knew what it felt like to have real pleasure, but her ringers could give her nothing compared to the shuddering climax that shook her body. She dripped hot juices into his mouth and he sucked and swallowed until the trembling in her body stopped.
Finally Nick raised his head. His lips had been coated with her wet juices and he was grinning. "I told you you had that look." he said. "You loved every minute of it."
"No." she said, blushing red with shame. "No. I didn't. I didn't!"
"Sure you did." he said, grinning. He got up off the bed and started to unbutton his shirt. "And you're going to enjoy the hell out of this, too!"
CHAPTER TWO
Glenda's green eyes widened as she watched Nick Brady peel off his plaid shirt. He had looked small but with his shirt off. he looked much like her father. He was deep chested and heavily muscled, and covered with curly black hairs. He had a bronze tan that could only be gotten from working hours in the sun.
"Get on the edge of the bed on your knees." Nick told her. "I'm going to let you take my pants off. It's time you started learning everything it takes to please a man." She was still frightened, but she was even more frightened of the consequences of not doing what she was told. She scrambled onto her knees at the edge of the bed and waited for him to move closer.
"AH right." Nick said, "put your hand on my cock. Feel it through my trousers. That's it. Ahhh. keep squeezing like that. Good. Now undo my zipper."
She tugged his zipper down and he pushed her hand inside the warmth of his trousers. For the first time she touched a man's cock. His throbbing prick was bunched in his undershorts but she could easily' feel the heat of it.
"Oh." she said softly.
"Take it out." he said. "Take my prick out and play with it."
She pulled her hand out of his trousers and unbuttoned his belt. He stood still while she peeled his trousers down to his knees. She blinked as she stared at the bulge in his boxer shorts. Slowly, she grasped the edges of his shorts and peeled them away from his jutting prick.
She gave a soft ay as she looked at his naked weapon. She'd never believed a man's cock could be so big. He would tear her in half with such a prick.
It was a huge, throbbing piece of reddened flesh covered with blue lines. His balls were huge hairy sacs. His cockhead's tiny eye was covered with a few, wet drops.
"Wrap your hand around my prick."
Her finger laced around the stem of his cock and it was almost like his flesh was burning her. Her hand felt sticky and hot. She couldn't seem to move her fingers.
"Not like that, sugar." he said. "Put a little life in it. Move your fingers up and down. That's it. Now you're jerking me off. You've heard about jerking off. haven't you? Yes. that's it. ahhhhh!"
She had heard about jerking off but it had always been from the bad boys and girls in school. She'd never been around very many like that. The closest she'd come was Eddie Ridger. who tried very hard to put her hand on him at the drive-in one night. She'd gotten very angry about it.
"Good." Nick said, "that's good, sweetie, but hold your fingers a little tighter. A little faster. That's the way."
She couldn't bear to look at his huge prickhead while she jerked him. Each time she glanced there, she would see another sticky drop forming on the eye. Instead, she tried to keep her eyes on his face. She could tell that he was really getting turned on. His eyes were closed and his mouth half-parted. He was breathing rapidly.
"Damn, baby." he said. "Damn. I'm going to come this way. I'm going to come in your face."
Even as he spoke, she could feel his prick throbbing and growing larger in her fingers. She looked again at his cock. She didn't know how far he could spurt when he came, but she knew that she was disgusted by the thought of having any of his sticky stuff on her. She started to move her head back.
She wasn't prepared for the way his hips started to suddenly' buck and the forceful way' he grabbed her head.
"I got hot too quick." he said. "I'm coming. I'm going to come right in your pretty face."_ She wasn't prepared for the way his hips started to suddenly' buck and the forceful way he grabbed her head. "I got hot too quick." he said. "I'm coming. I'm going to come right in your pretty face."
He jerked her head close to him and the first hot spurt of his jism struck her in the face. She'd never felt so sick as he spurted twice more and his cum streaked her cheeks. She was afraid to stop moving her hand on his cock, and she was thankful when he sighed.
His rough hand stroked her head. "Didn't like that, did you?" he asked her. laughing. "You didn't like having my cum on you. Well, you're going to love it. sugar. You're going to love it. Now you lay back."
"Aren't you finished with me yet?" she asked. "Finished." he said incredulously'. "Hell. baby. I've just gotten started."
She leaned back on the bed as he stepped out of his trousers and shorts. She noticed that he left his socks on and somehow that made her situation seem all the more degrading. He moved closer to the bed so that his cock pressed wetly against her curvy hip.
He laughed loudly at her pale expression.
"That's right." he said. "I'm still half-hard and ready' to teach you a few more tricks."
He climbed onto the bed with her and straddled her. He grabbed her large titties and pushed them together to form a snug little valley for his hard cock to slip into. She looked down and saw the head of his cock appear to be jumping up at her.
"Oh no." she said.
"You're going to like this." he said. "This is going to feel real good. Martha loves it. I'm going to teach you how to fuck a man with your big tits."
He started to move his firm cock in and out of her snug titties. He really' was fucking her titties. She looked down and she could see that big red knob appear. Already the end of his prick was leaking. She could still feel his sticky' cum against her face and now she could feel it leaking between her titties. "I'm going to make it feel real good for you." he said.
His fingers squeezed her titty as his thumb and forefinger began tweaking her nipples. Once again she found herself responding to his touch. She didn't want to but her nipples were just so sensitive.
"I'm going to make it feel real good for you." he said.
His ringers squeezed her titty as his thumb and forefinger began tweaking her nipples. Once again she found herself responding to his touch. She didn't want to but her nipples were just so sensitive. She found herself pushing herself up at him as if to get more of her soft flesh into his hands.
She couldn't help but remember how nice his face had felt between her legs, and how wet he had made her. She was starting to get wet mere again. "I'm getting to you again." he said. "I can feel you getting hot."
"No." she said, but she knew she wasn't fooling him. He was already too wise about women. No innocent young farm girl was going to be able to fool a man like Nick. "Now I'm going to fuck you. sweetie." he said, "now I'm going to get some of that sweet virgin pussy."
Glenda could feel her heart pounding in her throat as she realized that the time had come. He was going to fuck her. She was going to lose that precious virginity that she'd been saving for her husband. Once more she could feel tears stinging at her eyes. She felt his lips going down her body, his tongue licking at her soft flesh. His face went between her legs again and she moaned softly. He licked her flesh until he had her really wet. and then he stretched out on top of her. "I'm going to fuck you." he said. "I'm going to fuck your brains out."
She tried to close her legs together but it was too late for that. His cockhead was brutally wedged against her tender cuntlips. He reached down and took his throbbing staff in his fingers and began rubbing it up and down her juicy slit.
"Get ready for it." he told her. "I've got a whopper and I'm going to make it come right out your mouth. I'm going to make you cry for it. sugar!"
He carefully inserted his cockhead in her wet slit. She could do nothing but lie there as he started a gentle pressure with his hips. She felt his cockhead slip inside her box until his cockhead met the pressure of her hymen.
"You're hurting me." she whispered, her fingers scratching at his shoulders. "Please don't do that. Please stop. You're hurting me."
hymen.
"You're hurting me." she whispered, her lingers scratching at his shoulders. "Please don't do that. Please stop. You're hurting me."
"Shut your mouth." he growled. "Your daddy's getting paid enough for this."
The final humiliation swept over her and she bit her lip to keep from sobbing out loud. She'd known, even from the start, that her daddy had also been offered money for sending her to live with Nick. She wasn't just working for rent. She was also working for her father's rent money, and her body was the thing her father had used to bargain with.
Nick Brady grew impatient and he gave a hard shove that sent his cock through the flimsy wall of her hymen. She screamed as she felt his long, thick rod going into her deeply. He only went into her halfway and then he pulled his cock out of her. She thought he was stopping, but he had no intention of stopping. He only wanted to taunt her.
We've got it out of the way. baby." he said."You're not an innocent little virgin any more. You're a cunt! A big timed cunt with a hot pussy and I'm going to show you what a pussy's for!" He drove his thick cock into her again, and this time he drove his hot spear in all the way. She felt his heavy balls resting against her. He was breathing in her ear. "Hot damn." he said. "You're so tight. So sweet and tight. I knew you'd be a fantastic piece of ass! I just fucking knew it!"
Glenda was sore. She wanted him to make it quick. She hoped he would give her a couple of quick strokes and then his cum would fill her. But that wasn't what he wanted to do. He wanted her to feel it. He wanted her to scream for more.
"It won't work, honey." he said. "You're going to try to just lie there but it won't work. I know how to make a woman want more."
He started by moving his cock in and out of her tight pussy with a slow, gentle stroke. Each time he made sure that his thick stem rubbed against her clit. He could feel her tensing up. trying to fight it. "It's not going to work." he repeated, laughing.
He mashed his mouth against her and drove his tongue deep into her sweet tasting mouth. He touched his hot tongue against hers and she tried to wiggle away from him. He didn't get angry'. Each time her wet mouth escaped his. he would find it again and start pushing his tongue in again.
All the time he played with her titties, letting his fingers run over her big taut nipples. He felt her respond a little. Her ass began moving from side to side. Again she tried to tense herself up. but it wasn't working. He had started her fire.
"No." she said. "I don't want to feel anything. I don't. I hate you!"
"You might hate me." he agreed, "but you love my big whopper. Don't you love it each time it goes into you so deep! It makes you want to ay and sob and go fuck-crazy!"
"That's not true." she protested.
But it was true. His big cock was beginning to drive her crazy. Nick Brady disgusted her. He was an animal. She wanted nothing to do with Nick Brady, but she couldn't deny the good feelings his cock gave her. "Ooooooh." she groaned.
She didn't realize the sound was coming from her. at first, but she heard Nick laughing again and she knew he was laughing at her response to him.
He began to drive his cock into her a little faster. Her body shuddered and she tried one last time to fight her feelings. It was no use. A hot itching was going up her spine and her pussy had gotten drenched.
"Stop." she said, but even then she was raising her legs so mat he was pushing his cock in even deeper. He had such a long, thick cock that she really felt he was going to come out her mouth.
"Oooooooh." she groaned, and a second shudder went through her body. This time she gave herself up to him completely. She was no longer trying to fight. It didn't matter that Nick Brady disgusted her. It only mattered that he had a big. throbbing cock and it was filling her well.
"You're moving now. sugar." he said. "You're moving good. Tell me how much you love it."
She didn't answer him. She wouldn't do that. She wouldn't allow herself that ultimate humiliation of begging Nick. She would never beg such an animal. "Come on. baby." he urged. "Tell me how much you love it."
She still didn't answer and this time he grew angry. He pulled back so that his cock was half out of her. She couldn't believe the boiling itch that filled her cunt. She needed his cock badly. "Don't stop." she pleaded.
"But I thought you wanted me to stop." he taunted. "I thought you didn't like my big cock. I thought your sweet pussy was too good for my pecker."
"Don't stop." she pleaded.
"But I thought you wanted me to stop." he taunted. "I thought you didn't like my big cock. I thought your sweet pussy was too good for my pecker."
"All right." she said, sobbing. "I like it. I want it."
"That won't do it. sugar." he said. "Now I want you to beg. Now I want to hear you begging for my big cock. I want you to beg me. I want to hear the words."
"Oh no." she whispered, but her ringers clutched frantically at his back as she tried to pull him tightly against her. His cock remained just partially in the tight folds of her cunt, just enough for her to feel his cockhead throbbing.
"Please." she begged him. "don't do this to me."
"Just say the words, sugar." he said. "Just tell me you want me to fuck you good and hard. Just tell me you want me to fuck your sweet pussy."
"Oooooooh." she groaned softly.
She spread her legs wider and she tried to hump up at him. Her hands slid down to cup his muscular buttocks. She pulled hard. Her fingernails dug into his skin. "Beg me. baby." he said. "Say what I want to hear and I'll give you a good fucking."
He was in complete control. He was no boy to be carried away by the sensual movements of her hips and the way she rubbed her hist swollen tits against his chest. He was ready to hear her beg. "Please." she said. "Just do what you want with me. Use me."
He drove his cock into her tight fitting pussy in a deep, savage stroke but he was still just playing games with her. He pulled his thick rod back out so that it was partially resting once again just inside her snug fitting cuntlips.
"Nooooo." she protested.
"Just beg. honey." he said. "All you have to do is say the words. Just beg."
"What do you want me to say?" Glenda asked. "Tell me how you want me to fuck you with my big. hard prick."
"Just beg. honey." he said. "Ail you have to do is say the words. Just beg."
"What do you want me to say?" Glenda asked. "Tell me how you want me to fuck you with my big. hard prick." He had broken her. All she could mink of was her need for his thick cock. "Allright" she cried. "Fuck me!"
He laughed loudly and plunged his cock back into her warm, moist box. This time he didn't tease her. He began to drive his prick in and out of her cunt with a steady rhythm. It felt so good to her. She felt itchy all over, as his prick stretched her virgin cunt.
"Yes." she groaned, "fuck me!"
It got easier for her to say the second time. She started running her hands down his back in soft caresses and her legs locked around the backs of his legs. She humped up to meet him as soft sobs broke from her throat. "Oooooh," she groaned. "Oh, I can't stand it. I'm all itchy everywhere! It's happening again! You're making me come again! Oh, it feels SO GOOOOODDDDD!"
She felt his heart pounding as he increased his savage strokes. She could feel her hot cunt juice mingling with his leaking fluids, and she heard the soft sucking sounds her cunt made each time he entered her. "Baby." he gasped softly, "baby. I'm going to pour it in your cunt. I'm going to fill your fucking cunt with my jism. Baby, I love fucking you. You're so fucking hot and tight. Jesus. I'm going to fucking cummmm!"
CHAPTER THREE
Nick Brady was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a beer when Martha came downstairs. She'd been upstairs cleaning his room and she felt a sudden weakness as she looked at him. He was sitting at the table naked except for his shorts. As she watched, he lazily scratched his hairy chest.
It was crazy, but she always felt so strange when she was around him. She'd never felt that way about her husband. Sex had been fun with him. but it wasn't the explosive feelings she got with Nick. Even touching him made her panties wet.
Martha put her bag of laundry' down and walked softly across the kitchen floor. She put her hand on his shoulder and looked out the window where Nick was looking.
Even touching him made her panties wet.
Martha put her bag of laundry down and walked softly across the kitchen floor. She put her hand on his shoulder and looked out the window where Nick was looking. Glenda was walking to the barn with a milking jug. "Hank's out there." Nick said. "Poor child," Martha said.
Martha really didn't feel sorry for Glenda. Nick had been taking up too much of his time with the bouncy young farm girl. Time that he could be spending with her.
"Hell." Nick said, "there's no need to be sorry for her. She'll love it. Just like you loved it!" Martha let her fingers go down Nick's chest. Her fingertips tingled hotly as she touched him and she began rubbing herself against him.
"You cunt." Nick said.
"Yes." she agreed.
"You're hot for it." Nick said. "Take off your rucking clothes. I'm going to let you suck my prick right here."
Martha felt a warmth spreading through her body. Quickly she unbuttoned the single button at the top of her dress, and wiggled out of it. She moaned as she felt Nick's fingers touched her huge tits. "You really got a pair." he said. "Now get your panties off. I want you naked."
Nick watched as Martha stepped back and quickly skimmed out of her panties. Her pussy hair was thick and the same pale blonde color of her hair. He pressed his hands against her thighs and she opened her legs quickly.
"You pussy." he said savagely, and pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. "Pussssssy." she groaned, "that's what I am. I'm a pussy!"
"Pussssssy," she groaned, "that's what I am. I'm a pussy!"
He worked his ringers into her pussy until she was wiggling all over. Her big titties were swollen hard, and he was tempted to push his face into her plump, juicy pussy.
But that could wait. Right now he wanted her to suck him off. He wanted to feel her hot mouth around his rod. She was the only woman he knew who could actually have an orgasm sucking his cock. "You hot cunt," he said. "Suck my prick."
He grabbed her by a handful of her thick blonde hair and pulled her between his legs.
"Suck it big and hard," he said, "and then I'm going to drop my load in your mouth. I'm going to make my cum come out your ears. Eat my rucking cock!"
"Yes," she groaned. "I will. You know I'll do anything you want me to. Anything at all!"
Nick leaned back in his chair with a grin on his face. He picked up his beer and took another long sip as she pulled his shorts down his legs to free his cock.
"Do a good job, cunt," he said.
"I promise I will," she said. "I will. Anything!"
She bent her blonde head between his legs and her slender red tongue began licking at his cock feverishly, as if he had a candy cock that she was hooked on.
He remembered how shy and inhibited she'd been when she first came to the farm. She'd written out a list of rules that he was going to have to abide by. No funny stuff. She'd been shocked as hell when he'd walked boldly' into her room that night.
She'd been naked as a jaybird and she'd grabbed her robe to hold in front of herself. "What do you want?" she'd asked, her eyes getting big and round.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, cunt," he said. "Your husband's been dead eleven days and it's time you had a really' good fucking!"
He'd had a wild time. She'd cursed and fought and nearly scratched the blood from his body but he'd ended up lighting a fire in her. Before the night was over, she'd been begging him to do anything he wanted with her.
"I'm going to ruck the shit out of you. cunt." he said. "Your husband's been dead eleven days and it's time you had a really good fucking!"
He'd had a wild time. She'd cursed and fought and nearly scratched the blood from his body but he'd ended up lighting a fire in her. Before the night was over, she'd been begging him to do anything he wanted with her. Just as she'd been begging him ever since.
"Ummmm." she said, as his prick finally became rock-hard under the soft caress of her tongue.
Her pussy felt fiery as she stared down at the beautiful pulsating cock. She licked at the sperm-drenched slit and allowed his cockhead to slip between her full lips.
She kept using her tongue all around the sensitive tiny hole, but the taste of his lubricating fluid wasn't enough. She wanted to swallow his load, she wanted to taste the salty flavor of his cum dripping down her throat.
"Ohhhh." he said, as her mouth sucked hard at his cock. She sucked his cock completely' into her mouth until his cockhead was pushing against the deepest part of her throat.
She knew what he liked. She knew that she was good at sucking his cock, probably better than any' he'd had. She had his cock completely' coated with her saliva as she released it.
She ran her tongue down his salty' tasting stem to his balls. They' were heavy with cum as she lifted them with her tongue. She felt her pussy dripping wetly at the thought of tasting his thick jism.
She didn't know why' she got so turned on sucking his cock. She'd always found it distasteful when her husband had suggested it. But something about his cock made her quivery inside, as if she couldn't wait to take his load.
She ran her tongue up the top of his cock and once again popped his rod into her mouth. This time she took a tight grasp on his stem and began moving her fingers up and down as she sucked him.
"Fuck. Martha." he said. "Nobody can suck a cock like you can!"
Martha dropped her hand down to his balls and started squeezing gently.
"Hot damn." he groaned, "you can do it. honey. You can suck cock better than anybody!"
She could feel his cockhead growing in her mouth and she knew he was close to coming. She moved her mouth as far down on his cock as she could. He had grabbed both sides of her head and he was now fucking her mouth in long, deep strokes.
"I'm coming;' he cried. "I'm coming. AGHHHHHHH!"
He pumped her mouth once more before his thick jism poured into her throat. She gobbled his jism hungrily and she sucked every drop into her throat. She kept nibbling at his cock even after he'd come. She couldn't stop for she had a hot aching in her cunt and she needed his hard rod in her pussy. "Baby." he said, pulling up her head.
"Please." she begged him. "I need your cock so bad. My pussy is hot. You've been rucking Glenda and I haven't been getting any and now I need it. Please!"
"All right, sugar." he said. "I guess you do need a good rucking. Make it hard again."
She bent her head once more over his cock and this time she seemed to go crazy over his cock. She licked and sucked until he could feel the tension building in his balls. Once again his cock became hard in her soft, buttery lips.
"Ummmm." she said, lifting her head. "Let's go into my bedroom."
"Hell no." he said. "We do it here. You bend your pretty ass over the table."
He was brutal with her because he knew that this was what Martha craved. She bent down over the table and he stood up behind her.
He pulled apart her juicy pink pussy lips so that he was looking into her inner cunt. He wet his ringers and pushed two up into her. She began wiggling as his ringers explored her hungry pussy. "I'm so hot." she groaned, "so hot. I need your big cock in my cunt! I need to be rucked!"
"You're going to get rucked, cunt." he said. "I'm going to ruck the shit out of you!"
"Yes." she said. "Yes. do. Fuck me! Fuck me hard. Fuck the shit out of me!"
He knew she didn't need any time to get ready. He pressed between her thighs and held his cock so that his blood-swollen cockhead was pressed against her cuntlips. She started humping up against him. as if she was trying to suck his cock into her pussy. "Oh. don't make me wait." she wailed. "Put it in me. I want you to put it in me."
"Okay, cunt." he agreed.
He gave a savage shove that sent his prick deep into her taut pussy. God. she was good. She may have been a widow and he'd rucked her many times, but she still had one of the tightest twats he'd ever found. "Jesus, baby." he groaned.
He began to work his big prick in and out of her snug feeling cunt. She loved it. She wiggled against him with each stroke, and he could feel her cunt muscles working on his prick. "Deeper." she urged him. "Oh God. ruck me deeper!"
He grabbed her ass and began pumping furiously. He was going as deep as he'd ever gone and she was still begging him to go deeper.
He took his cock from her pussy before he was finished. She knew what he wanted. It was part of her humiliation and she loved to be humiliated.
Quickly she came off the table and dropped to her knees. She lifted her face up to his cock and let the last few drops from the end of his cock stroke her in the face. Then she lifted her head and took his still hard prick into her mouth.
"That's right, baby." he said. "Suck it nice and clean! Suck up all my cum!"
She was good with her tongue and he just leaned back and let her soft lips clean off his cock. He felt good. She'd really drained his cock this time. He wondered if Glenda was doing as good a job with Hank. Glenda had a lot to learn about her place, and Hank was probably just the one to teach her. In any case, she wouldn't be the same after her session with Hank.
No woman ever was!
CHAPTER FOUR
Glenda wasn't feeling well as she carried the empty milking pail into the musty smelling barn.
She wasn't sick physically, but she was feeling ashamed of what had happened the day before. She'd expected to be raped by Nick. She'd understood that all along. She hadn't expected to enjoy it so much. That was what was making her feel so ill. That was what she was ashamed of.
She'd been the one who had opened her legs and then begged Nick to do what he wanted with her. She'd used words that she'd just seen written on walls, or had heard bad boys whisper in dirty jokes.
And she couldn't lie to herself about it. She'd loved it. She'd loved almost every moment of it. After it had started. Nick hadn't had to rape her. She'd been too willing for that.
"Oh damn!" Glenda said savagely. "Why did I ever act that way?"
She was startled when a big. booming voice broke the silence in the bam.
"Now that's no kind of language for a pretty little girl to be using." a man said.
She couldn't see him. Her eyes searched the stillness of the barn but she could see nothing but a few scattered hay bales and a milking cow. "Where are you?" she asked.
She didn't think about looking up until she heard a noise in the loft and she saw a few straws floating down. She stepped back as the man stepped to the edge of the loft. "Right here, pretty girl." he said.
He was dressed in a workshirt and blue jeans and high black boots. He was the biggest man she'd ever seen. His arms were like tree trunks. His chest was massive and looked like solid oak. He would have made two of any normal man.
"My name's Hank." he said. "You must be Glenda."
"I am." she admitted.
"You're even prettier than Nick said." Hank said, grinning lewdly at her. "Why don't you come on up here and give me a really good look at you?" There was something about the way he looked at her that reminded her of a hungry cat looking at a mouse. "I don't think I have time." she said nervously. "You have plenty of time." he said. "Come on up here."
Glenda was still nervous but she decided that she didn't want to make a fellow worker angry on her first day of work. After all. it didn't hurt to get along with everyone and a few minutes of her time wouldn't hurt. "I guess it would be all right." she said.
"Sure." Hank said. "Come on up and see me!"
She started carefully climbing up the flimsy ladder to the hayloft. As she reached the last step he reached down and grasped her hands. He easily pulled her up into the loft. "Pretty, pretty thing." he whispered.
She tried to pull away but his hands tightened on her wrists and she didn't have his strength. "Let me go." she whispered. "Don't fight with me." he warned. "I like pretty young things. Don't fight with me."
She was no longer nervous. She was afraid. There was a blank look in his eyes that was almost cruel. She should have run when she had the chance. It was too late now.
"Come over here." Hank said.
"What are you going to do?" she whispered.
"I'm just going to have a little fun." he said. "Now you come over here."
He was speaking gently but she had no choice. He pulled her over to a bale of hay and made her sit down. He sat down beside her and started to undo her blouse. "Oh." she said. "What are you doing?"
"I want to see them big. fine tits." he said.
She felt helpless as he undid her blouse and pulled it away from her creamy body. His eyes got wide as he stared at her fleshy globes just barely concealed in her simple white bra. "Ummm." he said softly. "You've got a nice pair. A real nice pair."
"Please leave me alone." she said.
He wasn't listening to her. He reached around her waist and easily' unsnapped her bra hooks. This time she made a feeble attempt to stop him. She didn't want to have her breasts bared in front of this ape-like man. She clawed at his face but he easily caught her hand and twisted it until she gasped in pain. "Don't fight me," he said_ He released her hand and pulled off her bra. She shivered as she felt his hard, work-worn hands lift her breasts. "Feels good." he said, grinning at her. "Good tits."
He kept grinning as his ringers explored her big tits. His ringers were rough, but he didn't hurt her.
Instead, it was like he was giving her a delicious feeling massage. She didn't like the excited knot that was forming in her belly. "Stop." she said.
"Why should I?" he questioned. "You don't want me to. If you did. your nipples wouldn't stand up so pretty' and pink like that." She shivered as he brushed his thumbs over her taut nipples. She gave a soft cry' and broke away from him. She didn't get very far. He caught her in three steps. He was so strong that he made her feel weak just being near him. He gathered her up easily in his arms and held her tightly against him. She groaned as she felt his heart hammering wildly beneath his massive chest. "You're going to like Hank." he said.
He held her with one hand while he unbuttoned his shirt with his other. She gasped as she saw his chest revealed. He was covered with thick black hairs that added to his ape-like look. He got his shirt unbuttoned and then he began rubbing her against his chest. Her sensitive mounds rubbed back and forth against his hairy hardness, and she began feeling itchy all over. He stopped rubbing against her and he carried her to a nearby bale of hay. He kicked the hay around until it was formed into a soft mattress. He laid her down on her back. "All right." he said softly. "Take the rest of your clothes off. I want to see you buck-ass naked!"
She didn't argue. His rusting look left no room for trying to protest. She shut her eyes as she nervously unhooked her skirt and slid it down her legs. She opened her eyes as she kicked the skirt off. "Not the panties." she pleaded. "Everything." he said.
She bit her lip as she skimmed the panties down her legs. As soon as she got them off. she put her hand in front of her full reddish bush. "Don't try to hide that sweet pussy." he said. "Not from Hank!"
She still kept her hand in front of her bush. He knelt beside her and took a handful of her hair. He jerked her head back until she was in pain. He bent his full lips against her throat. His wet tongue licked at her.
"Move your hand." he said, "now!"
He was too big and strong to refuse. She moved her hand and he pushed her thighs apart. His hand cupped her pussy and he squeezed her gently again and again. She began to feel wet down there. She tried to move away but he was too strong for her. "No." she whispered.
She didn't want it happening again. Not like it had happened with Nick Brady. She didn't want to awaken in the morning feeling ashamed.
"Your pussy feels good, sugar." he said, "but I know how to make it feel better. I can make you feel good all over. Just by touching you like this. Doesn't that feel good, doesn't it make you tingle?"
"Ummmmm." she said.
"Just relax and let me play." he said. "Just let me finger you a little."
She gasped as she felt two of his fingers gently parting her cuntlips. He knew how to move his fingers so that his fingertips gently entered her. He began to move his fingers around her tight cunt.
"Oh stop that." she said, but his probing fingers had her already squirming and she couldn't make herself pull away from him. It felt too good.
He began working his finger in and out of her cunt very fast. She began to feel hot and a low groan escaped her throat. Her hips began to move up to meet him.
Then he pulled his finger out.
She jumped at him as if her cunt was laying to suck his fingers back inside.
"Don't." she said. "Don't stop now. Please!"
"I know you're hot. sugar." he said. "I'm not stopping. I just don't want you to get shy being the only one naked."
He stood up over her like a towering giant. He kicked off his thick boots and then he began undoing his buckle. She watched as he dropped his heavy trousers. He wore no shorts. His prick was only half hard and it was the biggest tiling she'd ever seen.
"Oh Jesus." she said softly.
She didn't want to look but she couldn't seem to take her eyes off his monstrous rod. His prick looked more like rock than it did flesh and blood.
As she watched, he grinned at her and men wrapped his fingers around his staff He began moving his hand up and down the length of it and she watched it grow hard. "Oh Jesus." she said again.
She couldn't believe that it could have looked any bigger, but now his prick was hard and it was frightening. He walked closer and he was still grinning at her.
"Don't be scared." he said. "All the women are scared at first. Their eyes get big like yours and they start making excuses, but they end up loving it. They sure as hell end up loving it. Just like you're going to love it."
"Oh no." she said.
She couldn't mink she could ever enjoy something like he had. It was just too big. She was no longer a virgin. but Nick's cock had been nothing compared to this giant's swollen rod. She didn't think she could even get part of it in her pussy, much less the whole thing.
"You'll kill me." she whispered.
He didn't answer. He only grinned and kept moving his hand up and down until a little drop of sperm appeared on the end of his bloated cockhead. "Touch it." he said.
She didn't want to. but yet she did. There was something dangerous about him. something wicked. It was like placing with fire. Her hand trembled as she reached for his stiff rod. He took her hand and showed her how he wanted her to hold him.
She closed her eyes as her fingers wrapped around his thick tool. His prick was gigantic. She moved her fingers over his rubbery hardness and she felt her hand get sticky. "You'll kill me," she said softly, "that thing is too big. You'll kill me!"
"Nah, sugar." he said, laughing loudly, "my thing never killed any cunt. You'll end up loving it. All of them do. Every pussy comes back for more."
Hank kicked off his trousers and dropped on top of her almost before she could realize what was happening. He cut off her words as he took her head between his muscular hands and kissed her hard on the mourn.
His kiss made her heart hammer and took her breath away. She felt weak as she felt his broad, muscular body pushing against her everywhere. Especially the way his thick cock probed at her thighs and left her sticky wet.
He pushed his tongue into her mouth and she opened her wet lips easily. She felt his tongue pushing deep into her mouth and then exploring the wet warmth of her throat. He took her breath away. He kissed her harder than she had ever been kissed.
He seemed to sense that she was really getting turned on and he took advantage of it. His strong hands went back to her plump tits. She felt her nipples grow taut under the pressure of his fingertips. "You like that, don't you?" he asked. "Yes," she admitted," yes, I do!"
"Every girl likes it," he said. "Every girl likes it when I play with their titties."
He changed his position and she felt his huge prickhead brushing on the insides of her thighs.
She once again felt the wetness against her soft thighs as he pushed until his cockhead was nestled against her furry snatch.
She was suddenly terrified. He may have been an exciting man, but his cock was just too big. She had a sudden mental picture of his cock ripping her apart. She started to panic. He became aware of her struggling to close her legs.
"Spread your legs a Utile wider." he said.
"No." she protested. "You're going to kill me. You'll tear me in half."
"Spread your goddamn legs." he ordered. "No girl's ever died from a Utile cock."
She kept resisting, but he grabbed her head and she felt his thick hands closing together until pain was going all through her body.
"Which is worse?" he asked her. "Now spread your legs like a good fucking cunt or I'm going to squeeze your head like a nut until it cracks. Spread urn. like a good pussy!"
She kept resisting until she couldn't stand the pain. She slowly parted her legs and the pressure against her head stopped. She couldn't see his face but she knew he was grinning at her again.
"I told you not to fight." he said. "I'm going to give you a good fucking. I'm going to fuck the hell out of you and you're going to love the hell out of it!"
She had to spread her legs even wider as he pushed his thick cockhead against her. She felt his cockhead push painfully against her cuntlips. and men slowly start to spread them.
"No." she sobbed.
"Relax, goddamn it." he said.
He kept pushing his cock into her at a steady pressure. She felt her cunt being stretched painfully to admit his huge cock.
"Can you feel that?" he asked. "Can you feel my big cock down there? I'm going to drive you wild with it. I'm going to make you scream and beg for joy. I'm going to drive you right up the fucking wall!" She was scared and she was hurting. She still struggled to get out from under him but it was useless. He was too big and held her too easily. He dropped his hands to her ass and he lifted her sUghtly. His cockhead was only in her cunt halfway and already he felt bigger than Nick. "Here I go. baby." he said. "I'm going to put it in you. I'm hot for your sweet pussy and I'm through messing around. Just hang on!"
He stabbed savagely and she screamed. His cock was more man halfway into her and she was reaUy hurting. She sobbed and scratched at his back until her fingernails drew blood.
"Goddamn it." he said. "Cut mat out!"
His fingers tightened on her ass and he lifted her up further so mat his cock could get deeper into her. Again she scratched deep bloody cuts into his back.
This time he didn't seem to notice. He was groaning softly and sweat dripped oif his forehead. He moved in a slow circle so his cock seemed to be getting deeper with each movement. "Shit, you're light." he groaned. "I never knew a woman could be this tight. You're still virgin. almost. God. it feels good. It feels fine!"
"Just relax." he said. "Just relax and it'll feel good. Damn, you're so fucking tight! Jesus. I never thought you could be this fucking tight!"
He pushed hard and his cock went almost all the way into her pussy. She never thought she could hurt that bad. or feel that filled up by a man's cock. Again she screamed and tears filled her eyes. "Oh. please stopppppp!" she wailed.
He was no longer pacing attention to her. His cock had never felt so good. He could feel the hot pressure in his balls and he wanted to fill her up. He wanted to slam his cock right up into her pussy so that it came out her mouth.
He gave another brutal shove that drove his cock into her sweet pussy like a pile driver. This time he went completely into her cunt. His balls rested against her. He could feel her squeezing her cuntal muscles. "You bastard." she said softly.
Again she was using language she'd never used before, but she'd never felt such pain and humiliation before. And she knew that she'd never be the same person again. A woman couldn't be the same after having Hank's big dick inside her.
It seemed right to call him names even if it wasn't the way she'd been brought up. and even if the preacher did always preach against the foul language of youth. The preacher had never been in a situation like this. "You dirty fucking bastard." she yelled, and it made her feel a lot better.
"That's right." he said. "Get it out. baby. I am a dirty fucking bastard. I'm a dirty bastard with a big cock who's going to make you scream for it. You just keep calling me names if it makes you feel better. Just keep calling me names while I fuck you with my big fat cock."
"Bastard," she sobbed. "Bastard, bastard, bastard!"
"Keep it up, baby," he said. "Just keep calling me names and you'll love it!"
He was patient now. His cock felt good in the snug warmth of her sweet pussy, and he was in no hurry. He kissed her again and drove his tongue into her mouth. He savored the sweet innocence of her mouth, the sweet taste of her tingling tongue.
He massaged the flesh of her plump ass as he began to work his cock in her. He loved a woman with a love handle. He didn't like fat-assed women, but it was nice to have one with just a little plumpness.
A lot of these farm girls had nice asses. And they liked to show them off when they wore those tight jeans that outlined the crack.
That was one of the reasons he liked working for Nick. Nick made sure he could get his hands on one of those sweet little pussies now and then.
"You're a sweet, hot bitch," he said softly. "I'm going to take it slow and easy now. I'm going to fuck the shit out of you and make you love it."
"You bastard," she said softly.
He moved his hands and cupped her tits. She may have been cursing him but he wasn't hurting her that bad any more. Her nipples were hard and her tits were hist swollen and heavy. He would have liked to suck them but he was too big to get into the right position.
He ran one of his hands down her flat belly and he felt her quivering.
"You're beginning to feel it now, baby," he said. "I know you are. I can feel you getting hot. Pretty soon you're going to be begging me to fuck you faster!"
He began moving his cock in and out of her tight pussy, making sure that he didn't hurt her any more. He gave her slow, gentle strokes and he could feel her getting wet. When he was sure she was wet enough, he began to move faster. He liked the sound of his balls slapping against her.
He began pumping faster as his fingers squeezed her big tits.
"Oooooh," she groaned softly.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" he questioned.
She didn't answer. She couldn't answer. She'd never been fucked like this before. His stiff cock seemed to push right into her stomach and even into her throat. She'd never had it mis way. "Ooooooh!" she cried.
She realized he was no longer hurting her and she was no longer trying to push him away. Instead she was pulling him closer against her. rubbing her sensitive nipples against his hairy chest. "I feel so itchy." she groaned. "I feel so itchy all over. Do something for me!""I'm doing it. sugar." he said. "I'm doing it!"
He started pounding her faster and she could feel a quivering knot growing in her stomach and starting to explode. In a moment she would come. "Oh Jesus." she moaned. "Oh. I love it. I do love it. I can't help it!" And then he stopped.
"No." she screamed. "Don't stop. Not now. Don't stop, pleaseeeee!"
He slowly pulled his cock out of her hungry cunt. She thought she knew what he wanted. He wanted her to beg like Nick had made her beg. He wanted to humiliate her in the same way Nick had humiliated her. She was willing. She was too hot and ready not to do whatever he wanted. She would humble herself before him. She laced her fingers tightly around his throbbing prick.
"Please." she said. "I'll do anything. Do you want me to beg? I'll beg. Anything. Only pleasure me! Put your cock back in my cunt and fuck me!"
"Turn over." he said.
She wasn't sure what he wanted and she was a little bit afraid, but she knew she was too hot to refuse him anything. She turned over and she felt his strong hands guiding her.
"On your knees, sugar." he said. "Bend your head over so that your face touches. That's it. It makes your pretty ass high in the air and your cunt open and ready. You're so wet there, sugar. So wet."
She groaned as she felt his fingers exploring her cunt. She ended up with her cheek against the musty smelling hay while the rest of her was high in the air. He slapped her ass a couple of times and it hurt, but she didn't protest.
"I love your sweet ass," he said.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "Do what you want but let me have your dick. Please!"
"All right, sugar," he said. "This is how I want it. Your sweet ass in the air and your twat primed and ready. Now I'm going to give you a real good fucking!"
"Oh yessssss," she squealed.
That was the only warning he gave her. He fell on top of her and savagely stabbed his big cock into her pussy. She squealed in pain and pleasure as she felt his stiff rod drhing deep into her pussy once again.
Somehow it felt deeper than before. She felt as if his cock was going through her whole body.
"Ohhhhhh," she sobbed.
"Love it, baby," he said. "I love your fucking box. Move around a Utile. Move, damn it!"
She moved slowly as he began to pound his throbbing cock in and out of her cunt. It took only moments before she felt that hot knot in her stomach again. "You're dming me crazy," she moaned. "You're making me itchy and wet! You're drhing me crazy!"
"Shit, cunt," he said. "I ain't started yet."
He moved faster and faster so that his big rod seemed to be beating her to death. She almost felt bruised from his big heavy balls slapping against her. Her breath got short and the knot in her stomach began to explode.
"God," she groaned. "I'm coming. I'm so hot and itchy. I'm coming. Oh, I'm coming! Oh AGHRRRRRRRR!" She felt drenched and exhausted as her body exploded, but he didn't miss a deep stroke. He was still fucking her with the same powerful thrusts.
"That was a good one." he said. "A good one. The next one's going to be better."
"The next one." she said incredulously, with her eyes going wide as she realized what he wanted her to do. He was going to make her come again. "I don't think I can." she whispered.
"Sure you will." he said, and he reached around her body so that his hands grabbed her tits again. "I'm going to make you come, sugar. I'm going to play with your sweet titties again." He squeezed her titties hard while he kept up his same powerful thrusting. She could feel his cock rubbing against her clit as he withdrew and she could feel the heat growing in her cunt again. He pulled his cock out of her and made her turn back over. Slipping his hands beneath her ass he lifted her up so that his cock could still get deep into her. He pushed his cock in easily. "Aghhhhh." she whispered.
He began squeezing her soft ass while he began a rhythm of thrusting that sent his swollen prick deep within her cunt and seemed to rub against every excitable part of her. It almost hurt at first but then he established a rhythm that made her feel a warmth spreading between her thighs and all over her body. "Oooooh." she said. "I can't believe it. It's happening again. I couldn't believe it so soon, but it's happening again. Oh fuck me!" He began to pound her until all she could hear was the sound of his heavy balls slapping against her.
"I can't stand it." she groaned. "You're making me come again. Oh. it feels so good. It feels so good. You're fucking me. Oh AghrrrrrRRRRR!"
This time it seemed as if her entire body was on fire. She ground herself hard against him and grunted like an animal in heat. In fact they were like two animals.
His fingers clutching her ass so tightly seemed to give her the most tingling experience she'd ever had.
"Good pussy." he grunted. "Fucking good pussy. I love your fucking cunt!"
She could feel his pulsating cock growing larger inside her. and this time she knew he wasn't going to be able to control himself. This time he was going to have to come. And she realized she wanted him to.
"Fuck me!" she said. "Keep fucking me! It feels so good! I want your hard cock! I need it!"
The sound of her voice begging him really got him hot and he began driving his cock into her so furiously that she was afraid of being bruised. "I'm coming." he groaned. "Come!" she urged him.
At the last moment he pulled his cock from her pussy and she whimpered.
"I want to see it hit your face." he said. "I want to see my cum in your face and hair."
"No." she protested.
But he was already straddling her body and putting his cock in between her full titties. He held mem together and he began moving his cock in between mem. "No." she said again.
"I'm going to come in your face." he said. "You're going to taste and feel my cum. Right in your face, sugar!"
Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. She hadn't expected it. She'd wanted his cum to fill her cunt. She'd wanted that badly. But she'd never expected him to shoot his wad into her face. She wanted to turn her head to keep from feeling his cum splashing onto her. but she couldn't take her eyes off his big cockhead appearing between her titties. "GocL baby," he said. "I'm coming. I'm fucking coming. Get ready. I'm fucking COMINGGGGGGG!"
She blinked as she saw the hot jism spurt from the end of his cock. She felt the sticky wetness against her cheeks and eyelids and touching her mouth. She felt covered in his stuff, and yet she really wasn't as turned off as she might have expected.
In fact, she wasn't turned off at all.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Poor baby." Martha said safety. "You poor baby. He treated you badly. Every woman he gets out mere comes back black and blue all over."
Glenda didn't know where she was at. She opened her eyes to Martha's soft voice. She tried hard to remember, but she could only remember those last few minutes in the barn and the wet feeling of having Hank's cum in her face.
"Poor baby." Martha said again.
Glenda felt Martha's hand touching her bare thigh and she pulled quickly away. Glenda started to remember. Somehow she'd gotten back to her own bed.
"He's such an animal." Martha said. "He treats people so badly. I told Nick not to send you out there. Someday Hank's going to kill a woman with that awful pole of his."
Martha touched Glenda's bare thigh again and Glenda realized that Martha was rubbing some warm, sweet smelling liquid on Glenda's thighs. In a moment the soreness left Glenda's legs. Still, she felt a little shy about being so exposed in front of the older woman.
She remembered, now. how she had somehow made her way back up to her room after Hank had finished with her.
She remembered taking a long, hot shower and then falling into her bed dressed in nothing but a short shift. Now that shift had ridden high up over her thighs as Martha touched her. "Did he hurt you bad?" Martha asked.
Glenda shut her eyes and shivered. She couldn't tell Martha the truth. She couldn't say that she hadn't really been hurt at all. except at first. She'd enjoyed what he did to her. She had loved his big prick. Even now she could see his monstrous, throbbing weapon spraying her face with thick cum. Even now she could almost taste the jism that had touched her lips. "No," Glenda said. "He didn't hurt me very bad. Not really!"
"That animal." Martha said. "He should be put away somewhere so that he couldn't hurt anyone. He only thinks with that big cock of his."
Glenda could sense an excitement in Martha that she couldn't understand. "He didn't hurt me." Glenda said.
Martha's soft fingers rubbed the soothing liquid a little higher on Glenda's thighs, almost going underneath her shift. Martha's hands made Glenda nervous but they felt good and Glenda didn't want her to stop. "What did he do to you?" Martha asked.
Glenda didn't like the question. She also didn't like the way Martha was staring at her.
Martha's eyes were only half-open and her large breasts heaved with emotion. Her lips were slightly parted and her face was flushed. "What did he do to you?" Martha asked again. "I don't want to talk about it." Glenda said. "I think you should go away now."
Glenda turned her face away because it was making her feel funny to look at Martha. She found that her eyes kept wandering back to the woman's large breasts. Martha wore a loose-fitting blouse that was opened down the front halfway. Glenda could see the black of Martha's bra and the tops of her creamy mounds.
Glenda didn't want to look because it made her remember things. She'd heard stories at school about what some of the girls would do together, and she'd always known that there were funny women in the world. Her father had often warned her to look out for women as well as men.
Could Martha be that kind?
Glenda felt her heart begin to pound as she turned her face back to Martha again.
The widow may have been twice as old as Glenda but there was still a lot of youth in her face and eyes. And Glenda knew she'd have a body that would be appreciated by men. Glenda knew men went for the type with the big breasts and the long hair. Glenda knew because the men went for her. "It might make you feel better to talk to me," Martha told her.
There was kindness in Martha's voice, but there was something else in her eyes. She was looking at Glenda the same way Nick and Hank had looked at her. The way any man might look at her.
"I don't want to talk about it" Glenda said.
"Come on. pretty one." Martha said. "Tell it to Martha. Tell her everything. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Tell Martha and you'll feel much better."
Martha's fingers touched higher on Glenda's thighs and Glenda knew her fingers came just inches from her pubic hairs. Another few inches and Martha would be touching her. Glenda couldn't believe it. Hadn't Nick said things about sucking and rucking Martha? A woman couldn't be that way and like men. Or could she? "You'd better leave." Glenda said.
Martha didn't answer but there was something hypnotic in Martha's face and in the soft touch of her fingers. Glenda wasn't sure she like the warmth that was spreading through her body. "You tell me." she said. "Tell me what happened?"
"What do you want to hear?" Glenda asked angrily. "Do you want to hear that he did things to me. Well he did. Is this how you get your kicks? Listening to little girls' confessions." Martha never changed her expression but her fingers suddenly tightened in a steely grip. Glenda winced in pain. "Don't get snotty." Martha said. "I want to know everything. Everything."
Glenda blushed a bright red. She didn't want the conversation to go on and yet Martha's fingers were digging into her flesh and really hurting. Martha had a lot of strength in her hand. Glenda couldn't help it. The words started to tumble out like she was really confessing. Each time she spoke Martha's grip lessened.
"He put his thing into me." Glenda said. "He put his cock into me and he rucked me. He rucked me again and again and he kept saying things to me and playing with me."
"And did you come?" Martha asked. "Yes." Glenda said. "I came twice."
"Jesus." Martha said softly. "Nick said you were a hot one. but I didn't think you could get his thing into your box and like it. My God!"
This time Martha's fingers went beneath her shift and touched her pussy. Glenda cried out softly as she felt Martha's fingers stroking her. "Don't do that," Glenda said. "Please don't do that to me. I don't think I can stand it."
"Now you just relax, honey." Martha said soothingly. "Now Nick told me to make you feel better and I do everything Nick tells me to do. Everything." Martha slipped one of her gentle fingers into Glenda's pussy. "Besides, this will make you feel really good!"
"Oh my God." Glenda said softly, as she felt Martha's fingers moving in and out of her cunt.
She couldn't believe it was happening. She was actually getting played with by another woman. She tried to make herself feel disgusted but instead she only felt warmth. Martha was so gentle and her face was so kind. "Oh. stop that." Glenda said, but she was weak and she couldn't make Martha stop. Martha slipped another finger into Glenda's cunt and Glenda's soreness seemed to leave her. "This is magic stuff." Martha said. "Oil from the East. It'll make you feel good in a few minutes."
Glenda turned her face to the wall but she couldn't escape the fingers that probed her. Those hot. oily fingers that touched the inside of her cunt all over. "Pull off your shift." Martha said. "I want to take a good look at those beautiful knockers."
She felt numb as Martha helped her strip off her flimsy shift. She shivered as she felt Martha's eyes ogling her naked body. Again it was like having a man look at her. Martha sighed softly. "You're pretty." Martha said. "Now you just relax and close your eyes. Let Martha do the work and make you feel better. Let Martha do it all." Glenda leaned her head back and closed her eyes. AH her strength seemed to go out of her. She was starting to relax. Martha had such good hands. She sighed as she felt one of Martha's oily hands touching her tit.
"My pretty thing." Martha said. "So soft and quivering. Such pretty titties. I know the men love to suck on them. Don't they love to suck on them?"
"Yes." Glenda whispered.
"They're not as big as mine but they will be someday." Martha said. "And they're so pretty and your nipples grow so hard and ready. They almost look like hard little cherries. I love cherries. I think I'll see if they taste like cherries."
Glenda groaned softly as. for the first time, another woman's mouth touched her flesh. Martha was gentle with her Lips and tongue and Glenda felt her titties getting soft little kisses over both of them. She tried to push Martha away. Her feeble pushing got weaker until she wasn't trying any more. Instead she found her hands tangled in Martha's thick blonde hair and she was pulling instead of tugging. She heard Martha's low laugh as the woman's full ripe lips encircled one of Glenda's hard nipples. "Ummmm." Martha said softly. "They do taste like cherries. Like sweet cherries."
Martha opened her mouth a little wider and she gobbled up more of Glenda's sweet flesh. "Oooooh." Glenda moaned.
Martha grinned to herself because she knew that Nick was really getting a show. She liked sucking the young girl although she often told Nick that she didn't like it. and that seducing the young girls was just something she did to please him.
She didn't know if he believed that story or not. Right now she didn't care. She knew that by enjoying herself that Nick would get the show he wanted.
Right now he would be standing behind the two way mirror that was in front of Glenda's dresser. He would have a wicked grin on his face and he would be rubbing his cock. He often told her that it was a hell of a lot better than going to the porno movies.
"I love um." Martha said. "I love your sweet tasting nipples. I love to suck them."
"You should stop." Glenda said. "This isn't right!"
"Honey. I've just started." Martha said, giggling. "I'm going to show you a real party. I'm going to show you lots of things that feel good!"
"Oh no. please don't." Glenda wailed.
Martha stopped sucking on Glenda's sweet tasting tits and she moved away from the bed.
Glenda thought Martha had really stopped until she turned her head. She felt her body get shivery all over as she saw what Martha was doing.
The woman had unbuttoned her blouse and now she was stripping it offher shoulders. Glenda wanted to turn her head again but she couldn't take her eyes offMartha's big tits. Lots of creamy flesh was spilling out the top of Martha's bra. The two mounds bounced like two puppies fighting to get free.
"No." Glenda whispered.
"You'll like them, sugar." Martha said. "All the fellows like them and a few girls. They all say my tits taste good. Wouldn't you like to try?"
"No." Glenda said.
"You're going to. sugar." Martha said.
Martha reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. The filmy black bra fell away and her huge tits jumped out at Glenda. Glenda blinked as she stared at the twin peaks. In clothes. Martha's tits had looked big. but free they looked like two huge mountains.
As Glenda watched. Martha put her hands underneath her titties and lifted them. There was a wicked little smile on Martha's face as she pointed her big nipples at Glenda. "Getting hungry." Martha said. "Don't you want to taste them? Just a Utile bit?"
"I want you to leave." Glenda said. "I want you to get out of my room." Martha was smiling as she walked across the room and kneeled by the bed.
"You're going to like them." Martha said. "You're going to love your first taste of titty."
"I won't kiss you." Glenda said firmly. "You will." Martha promised her. "You're going to kiss my titties and you're going to like it."
Glenda felt a sickness in the pit of her stomach. She suddenly knew that. Martha was capable of doing what she said. And Glenda was afraid. She didn't want to kiss Martha's flesh but it wasn't physical fear. She was afraid she would enjoy it and she didn't know if she could live with herself after that. A woman wasn't supposed to enjoy kissing another woman. "Oh God." Glenda whispered. "Don't make me do it. Martha. Please don't make me."
But Martha wasn't listening. She peeled off her tight pants and revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her pubic hair was blonde and thick and cut in the shape of a heart.
"Nick likes it." Martha said, with a grin. "He says he likes to fuck my heart. Men are so strange sometimes, but I couldn't do without a cock every now and men."
Martha pressed close and Glenda could smell her hot. scented bream. She could also feel Martha's heavy tits pressed against her body.
Glenda moved away quickly. She could feel her heart pounding as if she was about to have a heart attack. She moved farther away but Martha followed.
"No." Glenda cried, and she tried to get out of bed. Martha grabbed her and pulled her back. With one hard push Martha had Glenda on her back.
Suddenly Martha's mouth was pressed against Glenda's and her tongue was probing. Glenda felt disgusted, at first. She tried to move her face away.
Martha's lips were gentle but insistent and finally Glenda had to open her mouth. She felt Martha's tongue touching hers, and then wiggling around the inside of her mouth.
Finally Martha lifted her head.
"Now don't you be so nervous." Martha said. "We're only going to play a little. It isn't going to hurt a bit."
Martha's hands moved over Glenda's body, pressing and exploring. Glenda thought she couldn't be humiliated any more than she'd already been, but she was wrong. This was far worse. Martha was a woman and she knew the spots to touch another woman to arouse her quickly. Her fingertips seemed to cause a shivery fire everywhere she touched. "Are you feeling a little better?" Martha asked, giggling. "Oh please stop." Glenda said.
Martha didn't stop. She did as she'd promised a few moments earlier. She raised herself up so that one of her large rosy nipples dangled just inches above Glenda's lips.
"Kiss it a little," Martha said.
"No."
Martha grabbed Glenda by a thick handful of hair and jerked Glenda's head back.
"You're going to kiss it. you little cunt." Martha said, "and you're going to do a good job. You're going to make me feel good or I'm going to hurt you bad. Now kiss my tit!" Glenda winced in pain as Martha's fingers tightened to prove her point.
Glenda had no choice. She had to lift her head and touch her lips to the rosy nipple. She felt it coming alive under the touch of her lips, and she was afraid she was going to be sick. "Bitch." Martha said angrily. "That's not good enough. I want you to sick it. Suck it hard. Suck it like the sweet Utile cunt you are!"
Martha pushed her nipple into Glenda's mouth and moved around until Glenda was forced to take more of Martha's tit flesh between her lips. Glenda sucked until she was afraid she was going to die of suffocation. "Ummm." Martha said softly. "That's right. That's much better. Now use your tongue on me. That's fine. Ah. that feels so fucking nice."
Glenda felt Martha's hands at her own titties, and once again she felt her nipples grow hard at Martha's touch. Martha knew how to touch so that she responded quickly.
Glenda had her eyes closed but she couldn't deny that she was beginning to enjoy the taste of Martha. This had to be how a man felt when he was able to get his lips on a woman's tits.
"Oh God." Martha said. "That's nice. You're getting into it now. Just keep using your tongue like that. Ah God. you sweet sucking bitch!"
Even Martha's dirty language seemed to make Glenda hotter. She didn't fight when Martha pulled her nipple from Glenda's mouth and then pushed her other fleshy tit into Glenda's face. Quickly Glenda opened her mouth and sucked in the hot flesh almost as deep as she could.
As before, she began to use her tongue. She rubbed her tongue across the throbbing nipple and felt Martha respond by squeezing her titties. "Oh baby." Martha groaned. "This is nice but I've got to do something else. I'm so hot for you. I want to taste your hot pussy!" For the second time in a few minutes Glenda felt her blood run cold.
She couldn't allow Martha to kiss her there. Not like Nick had kissed her. She couldn't allow that. She tried to pull at Martha's hair but her protest did no good.
"Don't be shy. baby." Martha whispered, "this is going to be fantastic!"
Martha kissed Glenda on the mouth and men her full lips went down Glenda's body. Glenda felt Martha's hot wet tongue licking at her nipples and then tracing a wet path down her quivering belly. "Oh. you can't." Glenda said, but she didn't try very hard to keep her legs together.
She felt Martha's tongue at the top of her thighs and she groaned. Slowly her legs spread apart and Martha's wet tongue went up to her pubic nest. Martha licked the wet juices away from Glenda's pussy and then Martha's tongue parted the rosy petals of Glenda's cunt and slipped inside. "Oh God." Glenda moaned.
Martha licked almost frantically at the inside of Glenda's cunt. In moments Glenda could feel a fiery warmth spreading through her body and she could feel that familiar ache in the pit of her stomach. Glenda spread her legs even wider and she grabbed the back of Martha's head. Her fingers tangled in Martha's thick blonde hair as she urged her closer. "Yes." Glenda moaned. "Do that. Oh. it feels so good!"
Martha's mouth made loud slurping noises as she began sucking hard on Glenda's pussy. It drove Glenda out of her mind. Her body began rocking back and forth. She began lifting her hips so that Martha's face was pressed even farther into her pussy. That hot probing tongue nearly drove Glenda wild. She loved it and yet she almost tried to escape from it. She opened her legs and her fingers gripped Martha's head tighter. God. it was fantastic. She'd never felt this way before. It was like every part of her body was completely out of control. She was ashamed of herself and really ashamed of the words that were torn from her throat.
"Eat me please." Glenda cried. "Eat my pussy. I'm so hot down there. I itch. Eat my pussy good. Eat my fucking pussy. I'm so fucking hot!"
Martha raised her face and Glenda heard her mocking laugh.
"You like it." Martha said. "I told you that you would. You like for me to eat your pussy. You've got a hot box. Glenda. You'll always have. Don't try to control it. Just enjoy yourself. It'll happen anyway!"
"Yes." Glenda admitted. "I've got a hot box. I know that now. Please keep eating me. I love your tongue in my hot pussy. I need it!"
Martha laughed again and her face went once more between Glenda's creamy thighs. Martha's hot tongue licked the inside of Glenda's cunt and sucked up her juices.
Martha's tongue searched until it touched Glenda's clit. Glenda shivered as she felt the soft caress over her sensitive bud.
"Oh." Glenda moaned. "What are you doing?"
"I'm sucking your clit." Martha said. "You're going to love it. I really know how to suck!" Martha's hot. sucking lips drew Glenda's clit between them.
"Ooooh Jesus." Glenda wailed softly. "I'm getting so hot."
Glenda tensed as she felt the first shuddering spasm go through her body.
"You're making me come." Glenda said. "You're making me come. Oh God. Your tongue feels so good. It feels good. Oh God. I'm coming. COMINGGGGG!" Glenda expected Martha to pull away but instead she pressed even closer. Glenda heard the sounds of Martha swallowing her juices and it turned her on even more. "Oh Martha," Glenda said softly. "That did feel good. It did!"
Martha continued to suck at Glenda until the shivering in Glenda's body had stopped. Glenda did feel good. What had happened had been wrong but it left her feeling relaxed. Martha finally lifted her face from between Glenda's open thighs. She had a grin on her face as she licked some of Glenda's juices away from her lips. "You liked that." Martha said. "I could tell you did. You really went crazy."
"Yes." Glenda admitted. "I liked. I admit I liked it. What more do you want from me? Go away and leave me alone. Just go away."
"Not yet." Martha said. "I can't go away just yet. First you have to do a little something for me."
"What do you mean?" Glenda asked.
"Now you're going to be nice to me. honey." Martha said. "Now you're going to be just as nice to me as I was to you. You wouldn't want me to go away feeling itchy', would you? You have to return the favor. For a moment Glenda didn't know what Martha was talking about. Then it dawned on her and she felt sick inside. Martha was still grinning and Glenda had the sudden impulse to slap the grin away. "No." Glenda said. "I couldn't do that. You can't make me do that. It's disgusting."
"It wasn't disgusting when I was eating you." Martha said. "So don't sound so shocked now. You're going to like this. I promise you."
CHAPTER SIX
Martha got up from the bed but she didn't bother getting dressed. She looked down at Glenda. The young girl had closed her eyes and was already half asleep. Martha sighed. "You think you've had it all. girl." Martha said to herself, "but you haven't gotten started yet." Martha left the room and walked next door to where she knew Nick would be waiting. She knocked softly and heard his booming voice tell her to come in.
Nick was seated on the bed and he had his shirt off! As always. Martha got a weak feeling as she looked at Nick's hairy, muscular chest.
"Nice show." Nick said.
"I'm glad you liked it." she said.
Nick rubbed his hand across his crotch and grinned.
"Damn nice, in fact." he said. "Come over here."
He never took his eyes from her as she walked across the room toward him. Damn, what a fine figure she had. Those big tits and flat stomach and that big. plump ass. She was a sweet looking thing. He reached out and ran his hand across one of her plump tits. "You know what I want." he said.
He always liked the sense of being in command. It made him harder to think that he could make this fine woman do anything he wanted her to. Sometimes he even made her suck Hank. It was almost funny to big staff bulging her jaws. At the same time it was a huge turn-on.
She dropped down to her knees between his legs and he grabbed her by the hair.
"Take it nice and slow." he said.
He leaned back and closed his eyes and thought about what he had just witnessed in the next room. It looked like Glenda was going to be around for a long while. She was hot. all right, hotter than he had expected her to be.
The little red-headed girl almost went out of her mind when Martha had been sucking her pussy. "Ummm. baby." he said softly.
She was licking his cock as only she knew how to do. Her full red tongue was licking down the length of his staff and then back up to his sensitive cockhead. "Shit, baby." he groaned. "You can sure suck a dick!"
She licked down to his balls and she started gently running her tongue over his heavy sacs. She got them completely covered with saliva before sucking one of his tender balls into her mouth. She rolled it in her mouth and played with it with her tongue. Quickly she released one and moved to the other.
Damn, but she had a fine hot mouth. Like sticking his cock into liquid fire. He had an impulse to slam his cock to the back of her throat and fuck the shit out of her mouth. He controlled himself because he wanted it slow and easy. He wanted to feel the pressure build and build until he flooded her mouth.
"What a sweet sucking mouth." he said.
She ran her tongue up the underside of his cock to his sensitive crown.
She carefully held his cock in her tight fingers as she began licking his cockhead. She pushed her tongue into his tiny hole. "God. baby." he groaned.
He felt himself leaking into her mouth and she sucked harder. She seemed to crave his cum like other women wanted a good meal. His juices coated her full red lips before she opened her mouth wider and sucked his entire cockhead into her throat.
"Fine, baby." he said. "You're so fine. You really had the little cunt squirming. You know how to use your mouth. She was hotter than the Fourth of July. God. baby, it makes me hard just thinking about you two."
She kept her mouth around his crown and used her tongue to circle it. It gave him a tingle down his spine and he gripped her head tighter.
"I got so turned on watching you two." he said. "I loved the hell out of it. Both your big titties rubbing together and your fine asses jumping and squirming. And when you put your mouth between her legs. God. I thought I was going to blow it right then!"
He couldn't stand the wait and he gave a shove that sent his cock into her hot mouth all the way to the back of her throat. He heard her gag. at first, but then she relaxed and he was able to go deeper. "Ummm." he groaned.
He began to fuck her mouth in short savage strokes and she didn't mind a bit. She was moaning softly each time he drove his rod into her mouth.
"Baby." he said. "I love fucking your mouth. I love pushing my cock down your throat. But most of all I love filling your mouth with my cum. I love it. baby!"
She fingered his balls as he pumped her willing mouth faster and faster. He felt himself leaking hotly into her mouth and he knew it was getting close.
"I'm going to fucking blow your head off!." he said. "I'm going to blow it off. I'm going to drown you with my load this time. Shit. baby, get ready. Get ready. Her I FUCKING COMEEEEEE!"
He held her tightly as he crammed his meat deep into her mouth and spurted again and again. She was good at sucking but even with her experience she couldn't keep his thick jism from spilling out the corners of her mouth.
He kept pushing his cock in and out of her mouth until he felt himself begin to go limp. She started to get up off the floor but he grabbed her shoulders and held her down.
"No. baby." he said. "Stay there. I want your mouth on my cock. I want to get hard again and then I'm going to fuck you in your ass."
He knew she wasn't all that fond of being fucked in the ass. but she would do what she was told.
She sucked on his cock hard and used her tongue until he felt his cock once more growing in her mouth.
"All right, baby." he said. "Get on the bed."
"Does it have to be in the ass?" she asked.
"Just do as you're rucking told," he commanded.
She didn't argue any more. She climbed up on the bed on her hands and knees and turned so mat he could get into a good position. She felt his cockhead pressed against her tight anus and she winced in pain. "Please be gentle." she whispered.
She always said mat but he never was. He seemed to like to hurt her when he fucked her in the ass. It was part of his enjoyment.
"Get ready, baby." he said. He shoved savagely and she screamed as she felt him enter her. It was like having a spear shoved up her. a hot spear. She moved around to get into a better position, but she knew better than to try to wiggle away from him.
She would allow him to fuck her anywhere rather man trying to escape. She didn't know why except mat she knew he was her man. and no other man would do. Her husband had never given her the feelings that Nick gave her and she doubted that she could find another man who could.
He was only partly into her and he slammed again and his big prick tore into her ass. She felt his pulsating cock filling her up. stretching her anus and still he wasn't all the way into her. "Oh. that hurts." she whispered. "Please go easy. Be a Utile more gende."
She knew that would only make him go harder, and perhaps that was one of the reasons she did it. She wanted him to have a good time even if it meant hurting her. He pushed again and this time his cock was all the way into her plump ass.
"All right, shake it." he demanded. "Shake that pretty' ass. Shake it and tell me how you want me to fuck the shit out of your ass."
"Yes." she said, starting to move in the way he Uked. "I want you to fuck my ass. I'm yours. I want you to do anything you want with me. Fuck me. Beat me. Give me to the other men. Make me suck their dicks and get fucked by them. Make me suck other girls' pussies. Make me do anything you want. Anythinggg!"
"That's the way I want you to act. sugar." he said.
He hardly had to do a thing. He just stood there moving sUghtly as she moved back and forth on the bed as violently as she could. He felt his spear drawn time and time again into her hot sheath.
"God. that's fine." he groaned. "You're so rucking fine. There's nothing you can't do!"
The only sound was the slap of his balls against her as she drove back against him. He reached around and started to squeeze her hanging titties as they fucked. "You bitch." he said. "You fucking bitch. I love to fuck your ass. I love to fuck your big ass. I like to watch other men fucking you. you fucking cunt-whore!"
"Oh. God yes." she groaned. "That's what I am. I'm your fucking cunt-whore. Oh fuck. Nick. Oh fuck me harder."
He grinned because he knew that she was now beginning to get turned on. She was moving faster and her nipples had gotten hard against his hands. "Oh give it to me in the ass." she screamed. "Give it to me hard!"
"Fucking right, baby." he groaned.
He began pumping her as hard as he could. He was grinning as he felt the hot pressure growing in his balls and he knew he was going to fill her ass. He grabbed her by the hair and jerked her back against him and made her stay there. "Don't move, baby." he said. "Just stay like that for a few minutes."
He loved the feel of her tight ass contracting on his cock. He could sense the desire in her. She wanted to move. She wanted to badly, but she didn't dare do anything against his wishes. God. it was nice to own a cunt like hers.
"AH right, baby." he said. "Take it soft and easy. I want to hear you work for it."
She knew exactly what he wanted. She began to speak to him as she moved softly back against his cock. This way it made it last longer for him. and it drove her nearly crazy.
"You animal." she moaned. "You can do crazy things to me with your cock. You make me sick inside and you make me feel so weak and hot all the time. I love it when you fuck my ass. I love your big cock in me."
"Play with yourself." he said.
She had to remain balanced on one arm while she reached between her legs with her other hand. She moaned as her fingers touched her ripe clit. She was ready to bust. "Now do it. baby." he said. "Now start to move!"
Once again she started slamming herself back against him and this time he had no intention of stopping. He started meeting her backward movements with a savage thrust. "I'm coming." he said softly.
"Oh yes!" she screamed. "I can feel you coming in me! I can feel your hot dick squirting into my ass! Give it all to me! Give me every drop! God. love it! I love it! I'm coming with you. I'm coming WITH YOUUUUUU!"
They fell together on the bed as his cock spurted one last load into her ass.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Glenda was staning. She'd taken a long shower after Martha had left her. but she'd been so exhausted she couldn't find strength enough to do anthing else. She'd fallen back into bed and slept until she heard knocking at her door.
"Get dressed in these." Martha said, stepping into the room and putting some clothes on the bed. "Everything should fit."
"Are we going some place?" Glenda asked, eyeing the clothes nervously. "Someplace to eat. I hope."
"Oh." Martha said. "I'm sure you're going to get to eat something." Glenda wasn't sure she liked the way Martha said that.
Martha left Glenda to get dressed. It was quite an outfit and it made Glenda blush just to look at it. A pair of flimsy panties, a tight, short blue skirt with a frilly blue blouse to match. There was no bra. The outfit was complete when she'd put on the black garter belt, sheer hose, and high-heeled shoes, higher than she'd ever worn before.
After brushing her long red hair until it was shining, she gave herself a last glance in the mirror. She looked like an expensive whore. She could plainly see her big nipples through the flimsy blouse, and there was plenty of thigh showing.
"My goodness." Glenda said. "Surely he can't expect me to go out in public like mis?"
But mat was exactly what Nick expected. He was dressed and ready for her downstairs. He no longer looked like a country hick. He had traded his jeans for a conservative looking business suit.
Martha was sitting on the couch, and Glenda noticed that she wasn't dressed.
"Aren't you going?" Glenda asked.
"Oh no," Martha said. "This is your night. Enjoy yourself!"
There was something mocking in Martha's eyes. Something that made Glenda nervous. "Come on." Nick said, taking her arm. "We've got a lot to do."
Nick drove like a wild man and they reached the little country town in a half hour. It was Friday night and already there were a few couples waiting outside the movie house. Glenda recognized some of them as kids she'd gone to school with, and suddenly Glenda realized what was happening.
She had been in town once when Nick had brought a girl in on Friday night.
She remembered talking with her friends about how cheap the girl had looked, and how angry she had been that her date kept his eyes more on that girl than on herself. Glenda also remembered some stories that went around town about the girl. About how some boys had taken turns with her right in the back seat of a car parked on the street. "Let's get out." Nick said, opening her door for her. "I want to show you off."
"I suddenly don't feel so good." Glenda said. "Can't we just go back home? I'll show you a good time if we go back home."
"Get out." Nick said, his eyes going hard. "This is another part of your lesson. It's time you really started to learn your place."
Glenda nodded and slowly got out of the car. She was immediately aware of eyes turning toward her and she felt naked. She wondered what her father would think when he heard about this, and he would surely hear about it. People in a small town did a lot of talking.
"You were hungry." Nick said. "Let's go get something to eat."
They ate supper in the town's only cafe. Glenda found that she wasn't as hungry as she'd thought at first. She ate like a bird picking at her food. She blushed each time someone opened the door and walked in. "Cheer up." Nick said. "Smile a little. You look like you're in pain."
A tall, sandy-haired deputy came into the cafe. Glenda recognized him as Bobby Peterson. She had never liked him. He had been a couple of years ahead of her in school and he had constandy tried to paw her. Since he was big and kind of mean, no boy wanted to defend his girl's honor with Bobby around. "Hello. Nick." Bobby said. "I see you've got a new Utile playmate."
"New house help." Nick said, grinning.
"I could use a Uttle help like that myself." he said. Bobby leaned across the table and leered at her. "I never liked you much. You were always too good for the Ukes of me. Well you're not too good for me now." Glenda's eyes popped open wide as she felt his hand touching her leg.
"I could screw you right now." Bobby said. "Right here in the cafe. Nick would let me. You'd look good with your pretty bare ass banging against the table." He was making himself hard. His fingers played with the inner curve of her leg. and she could easily see the bulge growing in his uniform trousers. "Don't." Glenda said.
"You hear that. Nick." he said. "She's begging me not to play with her."
"I hear." Nick said. "She's still not very well trained for house help."
Glenda felt tears stinging at her eyes. How could they treat her this way? How could they treat her as if she were a piece of merchandise on display? And how could her father ever allow this to happen? Her father had known what was going to happen when he sent her to live with Nick.
She felt Bobby's probing fingers go higher up her thigh until he was almost touching her pubic mound.
She had to turn her eyes away from his leering face. She could still smell his hot beer bream very close to her cheek and she could feel his eyes burning holes in her thin blouse. "God. I'm getting hot." Bobby said. "I got to have a Utile piece of mis."
"All right" Nick said. "Let's take her over the the jailhouse."
The two men were helping her get to her feet. She felt sick and unsteady'. She could see people watching. Everyone seemed to be watching. She had friends outside on the sidewalk, but they all seemed to be looking somewhere else. Everyone knew what was going to happen.
Nick kept her elbow in his hand as he guided her across the street to the Utile green jailhouse. And then Glenda's heart fluttered because she saw her father standing there. Her father. He would not allow this to go on any more.
Nick seemed surprised to see him.
"smith." Nick said, tensing. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Mr. Brady." Glenda's father said weakly. "I didn't know you were coming in tonight. I was just going to catch a movie with the wife."
"Don't you think you'd be better off spending your time working on the farm?" Nick said. "You know, a Utile pussy from your daughter will only go a Utile ways."
Glenda's father turned red and flustered. Glenda almost felt sorry' for him. He had probably made up some stories in his mind about what Glenda was doing to enable him to keep his farm. It was hard for him to be faced with the truth.
"Well?" Nick asked. "Don't you think you'd better be getting on? The movie starts in five minutes and we sure as hell don't need you. We're about to take your daughter in the jailhouse and fuck the hell out of her." Glenda wanted her father to say something, anything. Instead he looked down at the ground with a humble expression on his tired face. "Yes. Mr. Brady." he said. "Oh Poppa." Glenda said.
He walked away with the sound of Bobby's taunting laugh still in his ears. The three of them watched until he met his wife in front of the movie house.
Glenda noticed that her mother was dressed in one of her two pretty dresses. Glenda had to admit that her mother was still pretty after years of work. "You know." Nick said. "Your mother has a pretty little ass on her. I never noticed it before. I might have to try some of that stuff out."
Glenda got mad as hell, and she turned on him quickly. She got two fingernails into his face and she clawed two bloody lines down the side of his cheek before he could stop her. Then Bobby had her arms from behind and Nick punched her in the stomach.
She felt weak and sick as Nick punched her again in the same place. She saw some angry faces in the onlookers but nobody wanted to interfere. They were too afraid of Nick and Bobby. "Bitch." Nick said. "I was just kidding but you're going to play right now. You're going to pay a prick price for that little temper." Nick told Bobby to take her inside, and that he had something to do.
Bobby was more than willing. Glenda was too hurt to offer any resistance as Bobby dragged her inside. He kicked the door shut and pulled her inside one of the musty smelling cells to a cot. "It ain't much." Bobby admitted, as he pushed her down on the cot. "but it's all we need."
Bobby sat down beside her. He put one hand on her knee and used his other hand to grasp the back of her head. He made her turn her face toward him as he kissed her hard on the mouth. She tried to keep her lips together as his tongue probed.
"Goddamn you." he said. "You're going to do like I want. You proud little cunt!"
He slapped her and kept slapping her until she was sobbing loudly. He pushed her down on her back and stretched out on top of her. She could feel his body pressing against her everywhere. "Now you kiss back you little cunt." he said. "Kiss me the way I always wanted you to when I saw you walking around school."
His mouth pressed hotly against hers and he gripped her leg tightly. This time she opened her mouth and she felt his tongue wiggling into her mouth. He drove his tongue deep into her throat and began to work it in and out like he was mouth-fucking her.
His hands went higher on her soft thighs until he was touching her panties.
"You little cunt" he said. "I wanted to fuck you so bad. I used to see your proud litde ass walking around school and I wanted to grab it but you were always too good to spread your virgin legs for me. Well, y going to spread urn now. you Utile cunt!"
His hand probed wickedly at her sensitive cuntlips and Glenda knew she was going to get it really rough mis time. There was nothing gende about Bobby. His hand somehow found a way through her garter belt and panties and touched her auburn nest. "Feels good." he said. "You've got a soft pussy. You're going to be fun to fuck!"
He kissed her again, this time his lips hard and demanding and he sucked her tongue into his own mouth. He bit her tongue until she was almost hurting.
His other hand touched her swollen titties and she felt it move to the top button of her blouse. She closed her eyes as she felt his fingers deftly undoing the buttons. He got the blouse undone and he pulled the tw halves apart.
She felt the cool air touching her bare skin and this time there was no material to keep his hand from her tit. "Aghhh. Jesus." he moaned. "I wanted to do this for so fucking long."
He fondled her as if she was a piece of merchandise. It was exacdy the way they had been treating her in the cafe. Like she was something he owned. His fingers were almost cruel as they touched her nipples. He moved his hand from one ripe tit to the other, his fingers exploring every deUcious inch of her. "God. you're nice." he groaned. "Such big titties. I love it."
He got up from the bed and quickly tore offhis uniform shirt and trousers. She could see his hard prick poking through his shorts. "Come on. sugar." he said. "I've got a Utde present for you."
She realized what he meant and she shook her head. She'd never done that. Hank and Nick had not made her do that. They had eaten her and fucked her but they had not made her suck their dicks. "Get the fuck over here." he said savagely.
She still didn't move and he came to her. He grabbed her by her hair and lifted her slightly. This time he hit her with his closed fist. She went backwards against the wall and she tasted a little blood. "Little bitch." he said. "You'd better rucking do as I say when I say it. or I'm going to break your ass. Now get the fuck over here." Something happened to Glenda. She didn't know why, but suddenly she felt weak and there was a hot warmth flowing through her body.
She told herself that it was sick, that she couldn't possibly get turned on by what was happening. And yet there was that familiar aching between her legs and that knot in her stomach. "Move you ass." he said. She knew that Bobby was taking out all his anger on her.
He was taking out his hostility on one of the girls who had treated him shabbily when he'd been in school. She moved like a zombie. He made her get up on her hands and knees and he pushed his cock into her face. "Kiss it. cunt." he ordered.
She felt sick as she kissed his male flesh. He grabbed the back of her head and made her open her mouth. Quickly he crammed his cockhead between her lips. "Now you do a good job." he said. "If you don't. I'm really going to get fucking pissed off."
His fingers tightened against the back of her head and she was forced to take more of his throbbing shaft between her lips. Actually, it was the thought of sucking his cock rather than doing it that was frightening. "Get it in your mouth, cunt." he said. "Swallow my rod. Show me you know how to give a good suck!"
She felt his savage rod being pushed into her throat until his cockhead was against the back of her throat and he could go no farther. She felt like she was going to suffocate. She had never felt like this before. "That's it. cunt." he said. "Now I'm going to show you what a good mouth-fucking feels like."
He kept his hands on the back of her head and he began to move his cock in and out. With each deep stroke he almost made her choke. "Feel my balls." he ordered. "Play with them, you little cock-sucking bitch!"
She ran her hands up his hairy thighs. She touched his shorts where his rod was poking out of the hole. She slipped her hand inside and found his heavy balls. "That's it." he said. "Now play with them, bitch. Play with mem and I'm going to fill your fucking mourn!"
She played with them as he began driving his cock faster and faster into her mouth. She tasted a little of his leaking fluid and she choked again. "Goddamn it." he said. "Suck it. Suck it harder!"
She was doing the best she could. She felt his fiery sword growing in her mouth with each stroke. She couldn't breathe and yet she still felt that warmth in her belly. It was like a part of her body was responding to his rough treatment while the rest of her was sick.
"Shit yeah." he said. "I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to give you my cum."
She suddenly realized that he really did intend to come in her mouth. She remembered the stickiness of Hank's cum hitting her face, and she remembered the taste of it still clinging to her lips long after. She wanted to taste his cum. She really wanted to. She wanted to have him come in her mouth. She wanted to feel that same salty stickiness filling her throat. God. it was sick but she wanted to. "I'm going to do it, baby," he yelled. "I'm going to blow your throat open. Here I come. Here I fucking come. Oh, you fucking bitch take it! Take my fucking CUMMMMMMM!"
He spilled into her mouth and she started swallowing quickly to keep from choking. She felt the warm liquid going down the back of her throat and she started sucking for more. She knew that he would really think her depraved but she simply had to. She seemed to need it.
Finally he quit coming and he pulled back from her.
Her eyes were sleepy and she could feel that tense knot in her belly as she looked up at him. "I need it," she said. "I need your big cock in my cunt. Fuck me."
"Jesus," he said softly.
He couldn't believe what he was hearing but he was going to waste no time. The proud little cunt had gotten hot sucking his dick, and now she wanted to be fucked.
"Christ." he said. "Let's get your clothes off. I want to see your body naked."
She helped him by lifting up off the couch. Between the two of them they had her naked except for her hose and garter belt in seconds. Bobby sighed as he looked down at her.
"Jeez, what a sweet looking cunt." he said. "What a piece of cunt. God. I'm getting hard again just looking at you."
She didn't care what he thought of her any longer. She only knew that she needed his big cock to fill the empty place between her legs.
She grabbed his stiff cock and pulled it back to her mouth. She gulped his prick in between her lips and used her tongue around the sensitive crown.
"Christ!" he yelled. In moments she could feel his rod growing straight and hard. She opened her mouth wider and sucked him deep into her throat. This time she found it wasn't as hard to do as it had been before. She was more relaxed and she could use her tongue on him. She knew she was getting him really hot again. That was what she wanted. She wanted to feel his big rod slamming into her pussy. She kept sucking him until he could stand it no longer, and he jerked his cock from between her lips. "I want to taste your honeypot." he said.
She leaned back and lifted her legs slightly so that her plump pink cunt could be easily visible to him. He smiled and looked hungry as he dropped to his knees before her. She felt his tongue dart into her fleshy cuntlips and she groaned. "Oh baby." she whispered.
He was eating her as she'd never been eaten before. Not even Martha had eaten her so well. He pushed his face as deep into her wet pussy as he could and he sucked at her like she was something precious and he needed to get as much as he could.
She grabbed the back of his head and held on tightly as he began sucking her clit. He worked on her sensitive bud with both his teeth and tongue, and he was driving her out of her mind with the need for his cock.
"I want you to fuck me." she groaned. "I need your big cock in my pussy."
His face left her cunt and she felt the weight of his body on top of her. She spread apart her thighs wide as she felt his prick-head nudging her. "Fuck me." she groaned. "Put that big thing in me and fuck the hell out of me. Give it to me good. My pussy's so hot. I'm so hot. Fuck me hard!"
"I'm going to give it to you. baby." he said. "I'm going to come right out your mourn."
"Oh yes," she cried. "That's the way I want it. That's what I want."
He pushed until just his cockhead was inside her sensitive cuntlips. She was too impatient for him to play games like that. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back. Her ass came off the bed and she sucked his cock right up into her hungry pussy.
"Ohhhhh yesssss!" she wailed. "I love it. I love your big fucking cock. Give it to me! Give it to me good!"
Bobby hardly knew what to make of the wildcat he'd gotten hold of. He'd expected a shy. demure girl who'd fight him every step of the way. He had never expected to hear Glenda Smith begging for his cock like this. Damn, she felt so good and tight. It was good that she'd sucked the edge off his cock or he would be already coming. He could feel a lot of hot pressure in his balls. "Give it to me good!" she cried.
Her fingernails scratched at his back as she began moving under him. He couldn't help but fuck her as hard as she wanted. He began to drive his rod into her tight feeling cunt as if he could drive her right into the cot. "That's it!" she cried. "That's how I want it. Oh. give it to me like that. Like that. Ooooooh!"
Her legs tightened around his waist and he found her humping up to meet him as hard as he was thrusting. He could feel the heat going through his balls and up his cock. "Oh shit," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to put it right in your pussy. Oh fucking Christ Oh fuck, OFUCK.OFUCK.OFUCKAGHHHH!" She humped up again as she felt his liquid spilling into her cunt. She loved the hot feeling of his cum filling her and spilling from the sides of her cunt. "Oh God. yes." she groaned. "Give it to me. Fill me up with your come. Oh God. yes."
She kept thrusting up to meet him until she felt the trembling in his body stop. She could feel the knot in her stomach growing larger and threatening to explode. "Now it's my turn!" she screamed. "Oh. pound me a few minutes longer. Just a few minutes more. Oh. I'm coming. I'm coming. It feels so goooodddd!" She milked his cock for everything she could get as her juices soaked him. She kept grinding back and forth on his rod until he went limp. "Ummmm." she moaned softly. "That was fantastic."
She had really enjoyed his fucking and she had almost forgotten about Nick until she saw him standing there.
He had put a bandage over his scratched face and he looked mad as hell.
"Get your clothes on. cunt." he said. "I've prepared a little show for you."
"A show?" she asked. "What kind of show."
"Just get your fucking clothes on!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Glenda wondered what was going on as Nick pulled her across the street to the movie house.
There was no longer a crowd out front. Glenda noticed a sign she hadn't seen before. A sign that announced the movie house was going to be closed for repairs that evening.
"I didn't know about this." Bobby said. "I thought it was open a little while ago."
"It was." Nick said. "I closed it."
"But you can't do that," Bobby protested.
"I did." Nick said. "Everyone got their money back, so don't worry.""What are you going to do?" Glenda asked. "You'll find out." Nick answered.
She didn't like the cruel sound of his voice. Nick was angry and she had a feeling he was capable of doing anything when he was mad enough.
The inside of die movie house was dark and Nick took her hand. He pulled her to die very front and made her sit down. "You'll get a good view here." Nick said. "What am I watching?" Glenda asked.
Nick leaned closer and Glenda smelled beer on his bream. She knew mat he had been drinking since he'd left them, and she had a feeling drinking would only make him angrier. "I'm going to let you learn a lesson." Nick said. "You scratched my face but it's not enough just to make you pay. I've got to teach you a good lesson."
Suddenly Glenda was afraid. She didn't know what Nick had in mind. She'd thought that he would be hurting her somehow, and she thought she could stand anything after what she'd already gone through. But Nick seemed to be enjoying this too much and that was really scary'.
"Open the curtains." Nick said.
A man with a pale face pulled the heavy cord and the big curtains opened. Glenda gasped. Her mother stood there in front of the screen. She was still dressed in the pretty' dress that she'd worn for her evening in town.
"Mother." Glenda said. "What's going on?"
She turned her head and she saw her father sitting a few chairs from her. He had his big. rough hands on his knees and his face was white and tense. "Poppa." she said.
Her father didn't answer. His mind seemed to be somewhere else. Again Glenda was wondering what Nick had in mind, if he intended to teach her a lesson, then why' didn't he beat her or something? Why did he bring her mother into this? Nick sat down beside her and put his hand on her knee.
"I'm the boss around here." Nick said. "You haven't understood that yet. I run things. People say 'yes sir' and 'no sir' and they' do what they're told. Now your daddy' wants to keep his farm. I don't blame him. It's all he's got. It's all he knows how to do. If he loses it. then he'll be out in the cold. Now you wouldn't like that, would you?"
"No." Glenda answered.
"Your momma didn't like it either when I told her mat her daughter was scratching my face just because I complimented her on her ass. She was willing to do anything to make up for my hurt. And I mean anything."
Glenda suddenly understood. She turned to Nick with hate in her eyes.
"You can't mean what I mink." she said. "You can't. My momma's a good woman."
"Shut the fuck up." Nick said. "Watch the show." Glenda felt her heart hammering as she looked back at the stage. Her mother was standing there looking tired. And then Glenda saw Hank walk out onto the stage. "Oh. my God." Glenda said softly.
Hank was grinning and licking his lips as he looked at the red-headed woman. He didn't know if he liked performing on a stage, but he sure as hell liked the woman.
She was big and pretty, a kind of plump twin to her daughter. Hank had seen her in town a dozen times and each time his big cock got hard. Maybe he didn't feel good on the stage but he would fuck her anywhere. "Hello, pretty momma." he said. "You sure are a pretty thing. You sure are."
Glenda watched Hank's big. powerful arms go around her mother's waist. She heard her father groan. Her mother didn't try to resist as Hank's big paws felt her ass. "Nice," Hank said. "Real nice."
Hank kissed her throat and then her lips as his hands kept rubbing across her ass. He was dry humping her. He would grip tightly and pull her against his big cock. She kept trying to wiggle free but Hank was just too strong.
"Please stop this." Glenda whispered. "Take me home. I'll make up for it. but please stop this. Don't make my parents suffer like this."
"Hell," Nick said. "I can't stop the show now. It's just getting started."
Nick reached over and took her hand. He pressed her hand against his bulging crotch.
"Play with it." he said. "You play with it while I watch your momma get fucked."
Glenda allowed her hand to remain where it was. She started ghing his cock gende squeezes as she watched the stage. She heard her father sobbing and it made her sick.
Why didn't he act like a man? Why didn't he get up and do something? Anything at all. He could act like a man and take her mother down off the stage. He was strong enough. The farm wasn't worth this. Then she thought of all the hard work her father had put into the land, all the sweat and tears. Perhaps it was worth that much to him.
Hank had picked her mother up and now he laid her down on her back on the hardwood floor. Her pretty dress had ridden up high and showed plenty of her mother's plump pink thighs. "Oh. please stop this." Glenda said.
Hank made a sound like an animal as he shoved his hand beneath her mother's skirt. His lips were drawn back in an animal grin and there was pure animal hist in his eyes. "Ooooooh." Glenda's mother groaned.
"It's my fault." Glenda whispered. "Don't make my mother suffer. It's my fault."
"Keep playing with my cock and shut the fuck up." Nick said. "It's just getting good."
Hank was standing up. Glenda watched her mother's expression change as Hank started to undress himself. Glenda knew exacdy how her mother felt. Glenda could still remember her own sickness and fear when Hank had her in the hayloft. Hank stripped down to his shorts and Glenda could see the huge bulge that had so frightened her before. Slowly he drew the shorts down his thick, hairy legs and his massive organ popped into view. For the first time Glenda's mother spoke. "Oh. my God." she said softly. "I can't take that!"
Hank only grinned an answer. He dropped down on top of her and began to rip her clothes off In a few moments he had her completely naked.
Glenda felt really shamed for her mother. She knew that this was probably the first time that anyone but her father had looked upon her pretty pink body. Glenda admitted to herself that her mother had a good body after so many years. Her tits were big and round and soft-looking.
Hank seemed to like them. His rough mouth sucked in the flesh of one sweet tit and he sucked on it hard. Glenda watched her mother trying to wiggle out from under him.
Hank continued to suck loudly and after a few more moments Glenda's mother gave a soft sigh and the tension seemed to flow out of her. Glenda couldn't believe what she was seeing. She couldn't believe that it was her mother who seemed to be pushing her sweet flesh into Hank's mouth.
"Goddamn, look at her." Nick said. "She's getting turned on!"
Glenda squeezed a little harder than she should have, but Nick's attention was on the stage.
Hank's long red tongue trailed down her mother's body, and Glenda could almost feel his wetness. She saw her mother shiver when Hank licked at her navel. His tongue went lower until he was touching at her mother's pubic hair.
"Oh shit." her father said, and he stood up like he was going to do something. There was a tense silence in the room for a moment. Then her father turned and left the movie house. "Damn," Nick said, "and he left right at the best part."
Hank's face pressed between her mother's legs and Glenda watched her mother begin to squirm. Glenda couldn't blame her. She could almost feel Hank's tongue in her pussy, feel him licking at her sensitive flesh. Hank raised his head and licked at her full hips. Glenda watched horrified as he changed positions. He bent his face back between her mother's thighs but now his big cock was right at her face. "I'll be damned." Nick said, as Glenda saw her mother lick at the bulbous head of Hank's cock. Surely her mother wouldn't do that. No woman would do that, it was awful.
She felt her heart pound as her mother opened her full red lips and sucked in Hank's cock. Her mother just sucked in the cockhead. at first, but then she seemed to be sucking the entire length of his huge cock down her throat.
"She was always a hot bitch." Nick said. "I always knew she was."
"Oh," Glenda said softly. "Oh, my God."
She could hear the noises the two of them made. Hank sucked loudly at her mother's pussy, but no louder than her mother was sucking on Hank's big cock.
Glenda couldn't believe how far down her mother was sucking on his big staff. Her mother had his cock almost all the way down to his thick, hairy balls and she was sucking lustily on his prick as if she was really enjoying it.
"God." Nick said. "I'm getting really fucking hot. Take my cock out!"
Glenda didn't argue but her fingers trembled as she unzipped Nick's fly and reached into his trousers. She fumbled for his hot meat and finally got her fingers wrapped around his staff. "That's right." he said. "Take it out. sugar."
She lifted his throbbing cock out the opening of his trousers. Her hand immediately got sticky as he leaked a little. Nick really was getting turned on. "Shit." Nick said.
Hank took his big cock out of her mother's mourn and he rolled between her legs. Glenda gasped as she saw her mother's hand grasping him and directing his cockhead to her moist pussy.
"Put it in!" her mother yelled. "Put that big hunk of meat in my hot cunt!"
Glenda's fingers tightened on Nick's cock. She just couldn't believe it was her mother up mere, her mother who was loving what Hank was doing to her. Her mother who was begging Hank to fuck her. Her mother who was using those words.
Hank pushed and Glenda's mother groaned. Then Glenda's mother was lifting her legs and wrapping them around Hank's waist. Then her plump legs were squeezing together. "Fuckme good." she said. "Fuckme good!"
Hank drove his cock savagely into her and began pumping like mad. Glenda couldn't take her eyes off what was happening. She could hear the squishing noise each time Hank drove his cock savagely into her. She could hear her mother groan each time his balls slapped her.
"You hot bitch." Hank groaned. "You hot cunt. God. I love your pussy."
"Then keep fucking me." she screamed. "Keep fucking me!"
Bobby took Glenda's free hand and placed it on top of his bulging trousers. Bobby was also getting turned on by what was happening. Glenda couldn't blame him. She was beginning to feel a little warm herself She was beginning to forget that this was her own mother on the stage. She was rubbing Bobby's cock as she massaged Nick's prick.
Her fingers felt slippery as she ran her fingers up and down the length of Nick's cock. She pressed her thighs closer together as she felt her fires spreading.
"Oh, MY GOD," Glenda's mother cried. "I'm coming. Oh, my God, I'm coming. I'm comingggggg!"
Hank only rucked her faster as she came. Her body seemed to jump about as if she was on fire.
"Take your cock out. Hank," Nick said. "Let's see you shoot all over her."
Hank pumped faster and faster and then Glenda watched him pull his big cock out of her cunt and hold it on her soft stomach. He began to shoot thick wads of jism onto her stomach and on her thighs.
Then, as Glenda watched, he moved up and placed his spermy cock against her mother's mouth. Her mother licked him clean.
"You've watched long enough," Nick said. "It's time you played the game."
He grabbed Glenda by the back of her neck and she realized what he wanted.
"No," Glenda said. "I can't. I've never--"
"You're going to," he said.
He pulled on the back of her neck until she was forced to bend her head down. His hard, throbbing cock pushed out of his trousers and she knew she had no choice but to do what he wanted. And she had to admit, if only to herself, that she was just a little excited by the idea.
After all, she had just seen her mother perform on a man, and she seemed to enjoy it.
Glenda licked around his big, throbbing cockhead and she found his taste wasn't bad. His cock was already spermy but she had tasted sperm before. When Hank had come in her face. Now she was tasting it, really tasting it, and it didn't taste so bad.
"Go ahead," he said. "Suck my cock. Suck it deep in your mouth. Just like your mother!"
She opened her mouth wider and sucked his rubbery stiffness deep into her throat. She felt his cockhead push hard against the back of her throat and she almost choked. He held the back of her head firmly and she couldn't come up for air.
She kept choking until she found a way to breathe and keep the thickness in her mouth at the same time. After a few moments of catching her breath, she began to do other things with her mouth and tongue. "Jesus, that's it." he cried out softly. "You're getting into it now. Suck it. baby."
She began to move her mouth up and down on his staff. Each time his rubbery shaft went into her throat she felt herself getting warmer. She could feel the juices boiling between her legs. She couldn't believe it. but she was getting turned on sucking his cock.
She felt hands on her hips and she realized that Bobby was doing something back there. Then she felt him lifting up her short skirt and pulling her panties down. He was standing behind her and he began to grunt. She felt his bare cock brush against her thigh. His cockhead felt wet as it caressed her skin.
She was going to be fucked at the same time she was sucking Nick's dick. She would have thought that such a thing would have turned her off. but it only seemed to make her hotter. She was really getting depraved, and she really didn't mind.
She began working her mouth faster on Nick's staff as she felt Bobby's big prick being directed to her juicy cunt. "I'm going to fuck you." he said. "I'm going to put my prick right in your stomach."
She couldn't answer him. but she would have told him that she wanted his prick inside her. She wanted to feel his hardness fucking her. He slammed his prick into her savagely and she moaned. She loved it. God. she loved his fat prick filling her insides. She loved the fat prick that filled her mouth and the taste of his salty cum. "Oh shit." Nick said. "This is feeling really good. Oh shit!"
He grabbed her by the sides of her head and he began to slam his cock into her mouth. She couldn't move except as he wanted, but she didn't mind.
She'd never felt so degraded and yet she'd never felt so turned on. She knew her mother would be watching from the stage just as she had watched her mother. Well, she was really going to give her mother a show.
She released Nick's cock for a moment.
"Fuck me." she cried out to Bobby. "Oh. fuck my cunt good and hard!"
"I'm trying, baby." he said. "I'm going to fuck you right out of your mind."
Bobby really was good with his cock. Glenda was almost sorry she hadn't tried him earlier when she had the chance. He would have been more man willing to fuck her. He'd tried to many times when they'd gone to school together.
"Keep sucking, cunt." Nick demanded.
She allowed herself to be pulled back onto Nick's thick shaft. He began pumping her mouth as hard as he could. His fingers tightened on her head, keeping her from pulling away. He kept slamming his big cock as deep into her mouth as he could get it. She had to be careful to keep from choking.
"That's it. cunt." he said. "Keep sucking me like that. That's all you're good for. I'll teach you to scratch me. I'll fuck your mouth until you swallow my cum!"
She wasn't sure she wanted to swallow his cum but she knew she had no choice. Besides, that big cock going into her from behind was still keeping her really excited.
She knew she must have looked really degraded to her mother. She was bent over on her knees while one man fucked from behind and she sucked another's cock.
She knew her auburn hair was in a tangled mess and that she was making loud sounds as she sucked. She knew that half a dozen people could have been watching. There were people in the back of the movie house when they'd come in.
She could see a couple of them still sitting in the back, both men and women. They were sitting there watching as if they were in shock. The woman was trying to look disgusted but there was obvious interest in her "Aww fuck, this feels nice." Nick groaned. "You've got a hot fucking mouth, sugar. Almost as good as Martha. Almost as good."
For some reason that made her angry. She didn't want to be almost as good as Martha. She wanted to be better. She wanted to be the best goddamned suck Nick had ever gotten.
She opened her mouth wider and swallowed his entire staff down to his balls. It was almost painful but she didn't care. She wanted Nick to know he was really getting sucked. She didn't want him to ever forget. "Christ." Nick groaned. "She's taking my prick. She's taking every inch of it. Christ!"
She moved her mourn up and down on his slippery staff as quickly as she could. She started to feel his fat cock growing and she knew he was getting ready to come. "Christ" Nick cried. "Christ I'm going to blow it in her mouth. Oh Christ it feels good. Christ Jesus, I'm coming. AGHREEEEEEE!"
His duck cum splashed against her tongue and she almost choked at first. He made her swallow by holding her head back and making her take the thick, salty stuff down her throat. At first she thought she was going to be sick and then she began to like it.
"Christ." he said. "Suck it. baby. Take every drop in your mouth. Every fucking drop!"
She took it all. She sucked it down the back of her throat and she sucked it quickly. She sucked hard and then she began to lick his prick for more. "Christ" he said. "She's a natural cocksucker!"
She felt Bobby fucking her harder. She could feel the steady rhythm of his balls slapping against her. She pushed back against him with each rhythmic thrust. "Lick it clean, baby." Nick said.
She kept licking on his cock until she had licked away' every drop of his jism. She licked all the way down to his balls and even licked a spot away from his hairy' thighs. "Christ." Nick said. "She's hungry for it!"
"I've got some more." Bobby groaned. "I've got a whole lot more!"
"Hell," Nick said. "Give it to her."
She groaned as she felt Bobby' pulling his hard cock from her pussy. He made her turn around so that she was facing his leaking rod. "Suck me." he said.
She hardly got it into her mouth before she felt the first of his thick jism spurting into her mouth. This time she was better at it. She sucked his prick deep and she felt his spurting fluid going down the back of her throat.
This time she didn't spill any. She kept sucking until she was sure every drop had been drained from his bloated cock. Then she released his cock and sat back. "Christ." Nick said softly. "Who'd of believed she could suck a cock like that. She's even better than Martha."
"Yeah," Bobby said softly. "She's better than anyone I've ever had." For some reason Glenda was proud of herself.
At least she was proud until she got up and saw her mother slowly pulling on her clothes. Her mother was looking at her with a disgusted look on her face. What right did she have to feel disgusted? Her mother had enjoyed herself just as much as Glenda. Her mother had been wiggling and squirming just as Glenda had.
And her mother hadn't protested when Hank had pushed his cock into her mouth. What right did her mother have to be disgusted because Glenda had gotten carried away? Yet Glenda knew that was exactly how her mother felt. Disgusted with Glenda because Glenda had done what she herself had done. "Get your clothes on." Nick said.
Glenda saw other people giving her disgusted looks as she dressed. They were the same people who had been so excited while they sat in the back row. Even Bobby looked a little ashamed. Glenda didn't feel so proud any more.
CHAPTER NINE
Glenda studied herself in her bedroom mirror and she wasn't pleased by what she saw. She'd been an innocent girl when she'd come to the farm and her innocence had been evident in her face. Now she noticed that she had a new way of holding herself and a new way of smiling that said to everyone that she was no longer innocent. "Oh Poppa." she said, shrugging. "Was the farm worth this much?"
Glenda pulled on the long, flowing gown that Martha had put out for her that morning. Glenda could still hear Martha's taunting voice saying that she was to wear it that evening. "But what for?" Glenda had asked.
"Nick wants you to." Martha said. "We have some important men coming for dinner tonight and Nick wants you to do the serving. He wants you in the gown."
"But I haven't got any experience serving." Glenda had protested.
"Don't worry." Martha said. "The men won't be interested in the way you serve. They'll be more interested in what's under your dress."
Glenda had understood then, and she hadn't liked it. She'd done a lot of things she considered wrong since she'd come to the farm.
A lot of the things she had enjoyed, and she couldn't deny that. But she knew that she couldn't just keep doing things that went against her feelings.
Glenda dropped the long gown down and turned around so that she could look at it. It was a pale green and it set offher auburn hair and the green of her eyes. Her full breasts pushed out the top and showed off plenty of tanned flesh.
She turned around and saw that the dress was smooth everywhere. It would certainly knock any man's eyes out. At least a man like Bobby.
She'd been thinking of Bobby a lot lately. He'd been rough with her but later he'd been kind, and there was something about him that turned Glenda on. She'd never noticed it when they'd been going to school together, but there was something really macho about him.
Not like Nick's macho. She had a feeling Bobby could be gentle and loving as well as rough, and that he would really know how to make a woman hot! There was a knock on the door.
"Hey. hurry." Martha said. "The guests are starling to get here."
Glenda hurried out into the hall. She was astonished to find Martha dressed in a long blue gown that was cut almost to her navel in front.
Martha could be really beautiful when she fixed herself up. and tonight Martha had really fixed herself up. Her hair was like golden waves flowing down her back and her blue eyes seemed to glitter.
"Come on." Martha said. "He might be pissed if we don't get down on time."
Nick didn't get pissed because they made it before the first guest knocked on the door. Martha had explained to Glenda just what the young girl was supposed to do.
As the elderly gendeman stepped in. Glenda took his coat and Martha gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.
"Good evening. Henry." Martha said. "Mr. Brady is having a drink in his study. You already know the way."
"I sure do." he said. "You're looking lovely tonight. Martha. And I see we have another fine dove."
"She's the new upstairs housekeeper." Martha said, laughing.
"Hmmm." he said. "Upstairs, huh. I hope that Nick keeps you busy."
"Busy enough, sir." Glenda said.
He smiled and walked on through the Ihing room into the rear where Nick's study was. Glenda was surprised at the manners of the men who came that evening.
There were four more men and each one of them looked rich and educated. Glenda hadn't been aware that Nick had that kind of friends.
There was only one woman. A tall, thin blonde with very hard eyes. She said little to Martha but she looked at Glenda with a hungry' stare.
"You're a pretty one." she said. "I see Nick is still up to his usual standards. Turn around."
Glenda felt dirty as she turned for the hard-looking woman. She closed her lips together with a nervous impulse.
"Very nice." the blonde woman said.
Glenda was glad when the woman also went into Nick's study. "Whew." Glenda said. "Who was she?"
"That was Cynthia Noble." Martha said. "She's the richest woman in the state so be very careful what you say to her. Nick is thinking about a partnership with her."
Glenda was again surprised when they served the supper meal and Glenda saw Nick. He was a changed man sitting there in his new suit and drinking imported wine. He didn't look anything like the unshaven beer-drinking man who had met her on her first day. the man who had raped her upstairs. This man looked completely different.
Martha noticed the puzzled glances she kept giving Nick and she smiled.
"He's very surprising sometimes." Martha told her. "I never expected to see him like this after the first time I met him. He just seems to fit in where he's at." The supper was over and the men and one woman began to drink. They sat around the living room while Martha and Glenda served the drinks.
Glenda found she was being stared at more and more by the tall, white-haired man Martha had called Henry. He was openly interested in the way her breasts partially fell out of her gown each time she brought him a drink.
"You know, you are a pretty thing." he said. Glenda didn't see the look being passed between Nick and Cynthia.
"A very pretty thing." he said. "Why don't you quit serving for a while and come sit by me."
"I don't think I can do that." Glenda said. "Of course you can." Nick said. "Martha can handle it. Sit down and talk to the Judge!" Glenda sat down beside him and took a good look at him. He did look like a judge. He had kindly eyes and firm set chin. Of course, he was getting just a little bit drunk. Twice. Nick himself had made the Judge's drinks and he had made them strong.
"Pretty lady." he said, his voice shirred. "Would you give me a little kiss?"
"Oh. Judge." she said, smiling. It was strange but she liked him. She didn't know why except that he did seem like a nice person, and she'd been meeting few of those lately'. She wouldn't have minded kissing him except there were so many of them there watching.
"Just one little kiss." he said.
"Oh, all right" she said. "Just one."
He put his arm around her and his hand dropped to her soft white shoulder. He pulled her to him and his mouth closed over hers. She felt the probing of his tongue and she quickly opened her mouth. His mouth felt hot and tense and his tongue drove into her throat deeply.
"Hmmmm." she said, gently pushing him away. "You kiss nice, but you're so tense. You should let someone rub those hard muscles of yours."
"Maybe you." he suggested.
"I'd love to." she said, "but I'm so busy this evening. Martha can't keep the drinks coming by herself. I'm afraid that I couldn't this evening." She was going to say something else but she was stopped by a strong, firm hand placed on her shoulder. She looked up to see Cynthia. "Don't by shy." Cynthia said. "Take him upstairs and rub his shoulders. He had a dull day and he needs some fun. Nick won't mind."
Glenda looked over at Nick and he gave her a nod to go ahead. Glenda didn't like the sudden quiet in the room. Something was going on that she didn't know about--something funny. "All right," Glenda said softly.
She knew she couldn't argue with what Nick wanted her to do. but there was something that didn't feel right. She didn't like the way Cvnthia was smiling. She was almost afraid of her. Cynthia looked like the type who would be cruel to animals, and anyone who crossed her path.
Glenda had to help the Judge up the stairs. He was growing a little unsteady on his feet. She helped him into her room and into her bed. "Now just let me take off your coat and tie and open your shirt. I'll get at those sore muscles."
She got his tie and coat off and she slipped her hands beneath his shirt. She found his muscles really tense and she began rubbing them hard. "Hmmmm." Glenda said. "You must have really had a hard day. Your muscles are like rock. Just let me do something about that. Relax a Utile."
"That's nice." he said. "Let me take off your shirt." she said.
She peeled his shirt off and then his old-fashioned undershirt. He didn't have a bad body for an elderly man. He was trim and flat.
"You must work out a lot." Glenda said. "I bet your wife really likes you."
"My wife is a sick woman." he said. "I never see her except on visiting days."
"Oh." Glenda said. "I'm sorry."
Glenda realized she really was sorry for this nice man. He seemed to be a man with problems. She wondered what he was doing coming to parlies that Nick had. She could feel some of the tension leaving his shoulders and she made him turn over. She hadn't realized he could see so much until she saw him grinning. "Why, Judge." she said. "You peeping torn."
"I couldn't help myself." he said. "You are really a fantastic looking woman."
She realized that the gown she was wearing and the way she looked made him think she was older. That was all right with her. She pressed herself closer to him as she rubbed his shoulders.
"I think you're just a little bit drunk." she said. "Not that drunk." he protested. "I still know a beautiful woman when I see one."
He was looking straight down the front of her gown and Glenda didn't pull back. Instead she pressed even closer so he could get his eyes full.
"You're beautiful." he said.
She wasn't expecting what happened next. After all. he was a judge. He was also an educated man and educated judges just didn't poke their hands down the front of ladies' gowns. But this one did. He pushed his hands right down the front of her gown and fondled her breasts. He ran his hands over her like she was something delicious, something that he hadn't been able to have in a long while. "God. what tits." he said softly.
"Why Judge." she said, but she didn't pull away. She liked him and she liked the feeling of his hands fondling her flesh. She pushed her tits into his hands. "Do they feel good?" she asked.
"Oh. yes." he groaned. "Oh. God yes. I haven't felt any in so long."
Glenda knew exactly what she was doing as she reached behind her back and unsnapped her dress. She allowed the gown to fall away from her shoulders. "Oh God." he said.
He could look at them now. His eyes could feast on her beautiful naked body. He touched her. and stroked her. He ran his fingers across her full red nipples and felt them come alive under his touch. "You're beautiful." he said.
Glenda was getting hot. It was hard to believe but he was turning her on. She began to rub her tits into his squeezing fingers as she pressed her thighs together to try to control the hot feelings there. She moved and she suddenly felt his hard prick poking at her through his trousers. "Ummm." she said. "What's this?"
"Oh Jesus." he groaned, as her fingers searched for his prick and finally found the bulge. She squeezed him gently right through his trousers. She began running her fingertips over his chest and down to where his trousers started. Twice she gave his bulging cock a gentle little squeeze. "Now you just relax." she said. "I really am going to take the tension away."
Glenda stood up and let her gown fall off. She saw his eyes go big and wide as he looked at her. She was dressed only in a pair of white panties and his eyes went all over her. She smiled and ran her fingers down her side and grasped her panties. "You want me to take these off." she said, teasing.
"Yes." he said. "God. yes. Hurry. Take your panties off. I want to see your pussy."
She kept smiling as she slowly stripped her panties down her slender legs. He groaned as he stared at her beautifully hairy bush.
"Come here." he said. "I want to feel you."
She went to the edge of the bed and he put his hand between her legs. He rubbed his hand back and form over her already sensitive cuntlips. She could feel herself getting wet. "Put a finger in me." she whispered. "Put one of your fingers in my cunt!"
He slipped a finger up into her pussy, and she squirmed against it. He looked like he had died and gone to heaven as he fingered her cunt. "It feels good." he whispered. "It feels so goddamned good!"
He kept his finger in her until she made him stop. Already' she could feel the warmth spreading throughout her body. She pulled his fingers out and he pushed them back. "No. stop." she said. "I want to do something else for you."
He kept his hands by his side as she knelt by the bed. Very quickly' she unhooked his belt and pulled his trousers down. She helped him with his shorts and shoes and she had him naked. His cock stuck up straight and hard and Glenda thought his was one of the most beautiful cocks she'd ever seen.
It was funny but she'd never thought a man's cock beautiful before. She'd been excited by them but she'd never thought of them as beautiful. But she liked the Judge and somehow this made his cock beautiful. "I'm going to make you feel really good." she said.
She bent over him and began licking his cock. He groaned as she licked up one side of his cock and down the other. In a few moments she had his cock completely' covered with her saliva, but she kept up her steady licking.
"Oh Jesus." he groaned. "Oh Jesus, what are you doing to me?"
"I'm making you feel good." she said. Hasn't anyone ever done this before?"
"No," he admitted.
She felt good that nobody' had ever given the Judge a blow-job before. It was hard to believe but he had grown up in a different world and it could very' well have been true.
She was glad she was the first. She wanted to believe that she was. It gave her a hot excited feeling.
She licked down to his balls and began to nip gently at both of them. He groaned and grabbed her head but there was no pressure to do anything. He simply held her while she did as she pleased. She moved her tongue back up to his cockhead and she carefully sucked just his sensitive crown into her mouth. He nearly went out of his mind. "Christ." he moaned. "Oh Jesus, that feels good. That feels so good!"
She knew he might not be as willing to do these things if he hadn't been slightly drunk, but that was all right. She knew he couldn't feel that guilty if he really enjoyed himself. "Baby." he gasped, as she began to use her tongue around his crown and gave him little nips with her teeth.
She was getting good at giving blow-jobs. She had him moaning in seconds and she could feel a little of his cum leaking into her mouth.
She knew he would have a big load. He had been saving it for a while. She also knew he might have been an old man. but she had a feeling one wouldn't stop him. One would only take the edge off. She was taking a chance. She wanted him to come in her mouth but she also wanted to feel his big cock in her cunt.
She sucked his rod deeper into her throat and began to massage him with her tongue. She felt his prick growing fatter in her mouth and she knew he wasn't going to last for long. She began moving her head up and down very quickly on his shaft. She loved his rubbery thickness filling her throat and she loved the salty flavor of his cum filling her throat. She ran her fingers up his thighs to touch his balls. She took his balls in her hand and began to squeeze them as she sucked. "Christ." he groaned, "you're killing me. You're making me feel so good."
There was a certain amount of satisfaction in what she was doing to him. Before she had been made to suck Nick's cock even though she hadn't really wanted to.
This was the first time that she really wanted to suck a man. and the first time she was filled with such a sense of power as she sucked.
She could feel his fat cockhead pulsating warmly at the back of her throat and again she tasted his leaking cum. He was getting close, very close.
Her mouth moved faster up and down his broad staff. She squeezed his balls a little harder and she began to make low sounds in her throat.
His hands dropped from her head to her titties. He ran his fingers over her aching flesh as he got more and more turned on by the hot rhythm of her mouth.
"Oh Christ I love it!" he cried.
He moved his hands back up to her head and this time he squeezed hard. He held her firmly as if he was afraid she was going to pull away at the last moment. "Suck me." he said. "Oh. suck my prick. I can feel my balls burning."
His hips began to thrust his rigid prick deeper into her throat and she felt the first hot spurt of his thick jism. She didn't need to be held. She sucked for more. "I'm coming;' he screamed. "Christ I'm coming. Oh Jesus, I'm going to come in your mouth. CHRISTTTTTT!"
He tried to pull his cock away as it erupted down the back of her throat. She wouldn't allow that to happen. She wanted to get every drop of his jism. She sucked hard and felt the globs of his jism resting on her tongue. She moved her tongue back and forth and felt the rest going down her throat. She knew she had it all. Still, she wouldn't release his cock because she wanted to feel it in her cunt. She wanted to feel him fucking her. She kept her mouth on his cock and she began licking. He went limp but she didn't worry. She knew she was going to have him hard in a few minutes. "What are you doing?" he asked.
Again he tried to lift her head, and this time she allowed him to pull her up. "I need you to fuck me." she said. "My cunt's so hot. I need your big prick!"
"I'd like to," he said, "but I don't think I can. I'm an old man."
"You're not that old," she said, smiling.
She lowered her head to his prick again and he gave a low groan. Her mouth enveloped him in her hot liquid warmth and he felt his prick sliding deep into her throat. She continued to suck on him until he felt a fire in his balls.
"I can't believe it." he said. "It never happened mis fast when I was young."
He wasn't hard yet. but she released him and wrapped her fingers around his staff. She began working her fingers up and down and his prick grew as rigid as it had ever been. "See there," she said. "I told you that you weren't that old."
She pushed him onto his back and she slowly moved on top of him. She'd never done it this way before, but she wanted to. She rubbed her tits on his hard prick until a little streak of wet touched her. Then she moved farmer up his body and rubbed her tits against his chest. He groaned as he felt her soft melons touching him. her hard nipples exciting him. "You like that," she said. "I can tell."
"Oh yes," he groaned.
She continued to give him a body massage. She rubbed her heavy tits all over his body. She started again at his feet and rubbed herself up to his chest again. This time she moved farther so that one of her nipples hung over his mouth. "Taste me," she whispered.
He gobbled up her titty like a teen-age boy. He sucked on her with a delicious expression on his face. He sucked hard and loud and it really turned her on. She couldn't stand but a few minutes of it. "Oh," she whispered. "I have to fuck you."
She went back down his body and caught his rigid cockhead in the soft downy fur between her legs. She closed her legs together and moved until she felt more wetness against her thigh. "I'm so hot," she whispered.
She opened her thighs and took his cock in her fingers. She guided his prick-head up against her juicy slit. Slowly she moved down until she felt every delicious inch of his prick filling her pussy.
"That's nice." she moaned, wriggling frantically against his prick. "That's the nicest cock. I love your big. hard cock. Fuck me with it! Please fuck me!"
"Oh yes. baby." he whispered. "I'm fucking you. Can't you feel my cock going into you? I love your pussy. It's the sweetest, tightest pussy I've ever had."
She sat up on him and his delicious cock went deeper into her man before. It felt wonderful. She began to bounce up and down on him as she felt his cock stretching her cunt.
"Oh. that feels good." she moaned. "So good!"
She bounced faster as she felt a hot warmth spreading from between her thighs. She felt that knot in her stomach that she knew was going to explode with a delicious spasm of joy. "Squeeze my titties." she groaned. "Squeeze them hard while you fuck me. It feels good." He grabbed her tits like they were handles and he began rubbing them hard. "My nipples." she moaned. "Rub my nipples."
She was really going crazy as she bounced faster and faster. His fingers made her nipples feel really good. She kept pushing her titties into his hands.
"God." she said. "God. I love it!"
"I want on top. baby." he said. "I want to fuck you!"
She hated to give up her position, but she wanted him to be happy. She rolled over onto her back and he crawled quickly between her legs. She was glad that she had given up her position when she felt him slam his cock savagely into her. He was ready to give her a good fucking. "Oh. that feels good." she sighed.
She raised her legs and wrapped them around his back as he began shoving his cock into her. In a few minutes he had established a rhythm that drove her crazy. She couldn't control the first hot spasm that went through her body.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "Fuck me hard. I'm coming! Keep doing mat! Keep slamming into me like mat! God. I love it. God. I can feel you coming. I can feel you squirting in me. Squirt that hot juice into SQUIRTTTTTTTTTT!"
She rubbed herself against him until the shuddering in bom their bodies stopped. For a long time he didn't move and she didn't mind. She lay beneath him and stroked his back and buttocks. "Ummm." she said softly. "You were wonderful!" And she meant it.
CHAPTER TEN
Glenda was handing out coats at the door. All the men left. The Judge was the last one to come to the door. She hadn't seen him for an hour, but she'd thought he was still up in the bedroom.
"Goodnight. Judge." she said sweetly.
She wasn't prepared for the hate that filled his eyes.
"Bitch." he said.
Her mouth dropped open, as she watched the back of the Judge disappearing into the darkness. Why had he said that? He had enjoyed himself. She knew he had. Why would he call her something like that? She looked at Martha and saw something curious in Martha's eyes. "Why?" Glenda asked.
"Maybe you should ask Nick." Martha said, shrugging, "he was with the Judge in his study."
Glenda remembered that bad feeling she'd had earlier when she had gone upstairs with the Judge. She remembered her vague feeling that something was wrong. "What did Nick do to him?" Glenda asked. "Ask Nick." Martha answered.
Glenda went into the study where Nick and Cynthia sat. They were laughing about something. Cynthia held her glass up to Glenda. "Come here and fill this up again." she said.
Glenda got the glass, and carefully made the drink the way Marina had shown her. She brought it back to Cynthia and Cynthia caught her hand as she took it. "Don't run off." Cynthia said.
There was something about this hard woman that made Glenda tremble. Something in the way' she looked at her. "You did a good job tonight." Cynthia said. "We really' got him over a barrel."
"What do you mean?" Glenda asked. She heard Nick laugh loudly.
"Show her the pictures. Cynthia." Nick said. "Show her why' the Judge isn't happy' this evening."
Cynthia reached into her purse and took a couple of pictures out. Glenda gasped. It was hard to tell who she was but the Judge's face was plain. He was happy-looking as he allowed his dick to be sucked by Glenda. "Where did you get those?" Glenda asked.
"We took them while you and the Judge were having such a good time." Cynthia said. "He really wasn't happy' about the idea of his poor sick wife seeing them. I think he'll be much more agreeable to our little project."
"Hell, yeah." Nick said, "he's not going to argue any more. He'll be too busy signing papers."
"You mean you're blackmailing him." Glenda whispered. "You used me to blackmail him?"
"That's right, honeypot." Cynthia said.
Glenda had never felt so sick and ashamed. She had been used to blackmail that nice old man. He had thought she was a part of the scheme. No wonder he had been so angry.
"Don't take it hard." Nick said. "He enjoyed himself. And he's not going to do anything wrong for us. He's just going to be a smaller man from now on. He's not going to speak quite so loudly." Cynthia was sipping her drink and looking amused. Suddenly all the hate and frustration mat Glenda felt was directed at her. She was too cool and it was time she learned a lesson. Glenda knocked the drink out of Cynthia's hand and went after her with a cry of rage.
She clawed at Cynthia's face and found her hand caught in a grip as strong as a man's. Cynthia was laughing at her. "Bitch." Glenda screamed. "You dirty', filthy bitch. I hate you."
Cynthia was still laughing but her eyes were hard and dangerous. She slammed Glenda on the side of her head with a hard fist. Glenda went backwards and Cynthia followed. "You shouldn't call people names." Cynthia said.
Glenda was still angry' and she swung a fist at Cynthia's head. The rich, cold young lady' was not there any more. She moved under Glenda's swinging arm and punched Glenda in the stomach. "How does that feel?" Cynthia asked.
Glenda bent over double. She felt sick. She could see Nick grinning. "Come on. cunt." Cynthia said. "Fight me. I love a good fight."
Glenda cried out softly and rushed at Cynthia. Cynthia was again too quick. The lithe young woman stepped out of Glenda's way and drove two fingers into Glenda's stomach. Glenda dropped to her knees. She felt weak and sick. She could see Cynthia smiling but she didn't have the strength to go for her again. "You're not much of a challenge." Cynthia said. Cynthia lifted Glenda's face up by grasping a handful of Glenda's thick red hair. "You're pretty." Cynthia said. "Really' pretty'." Cynthia looked at Nick. "Take off." she said coldly.
"Aw. come on. Cynthia." he said. "Let me watch."
"Take off." Cynthia said coldly. "And shut the door behind you."
Nick shrugged his shoulders. He took his drink with him as he left the study. Glenda heard the door shut firmly behind him. "Now we're all alone." Cynthia said. "Aren't you going to try to fight any more, cunt? You haven't done so well so far."
"Bitch." Glenda moaned.
"There you go calling me names again. I'll just have to stop that."
Cynthia began to slap Glenda's face hard. Glenda jerked about like a puppet on a string. She felt Cynthia's rough hand cutting her face. She couldn't look up. She couldn't see anything but Cynthia's waist. She felt tears in her eyes.
"Please stop." Glenda sobbed.
"What did you say?" Cvnthia asked.
"Please stop." she repeated. "Don't hit me any more."
"Beg me again." Cynthia said, still giving soft blows to Glenda's face. "Say 'please stop, ma'am.' Beg me."
"Please stop." Glenda said. "Pleaseee. I'm begging you. Please stop. Miss Noble. I won't call you any more names. Please stop!"
"That's better." Cynthia said.
Cynthia dropped Glenda and Glenda almost touched the floor. "Kiss my feet." Cynthia said.
Glenda didn't want any more beatings. She was sick and she knew she wasn't any match for Cynthia. Quickly she scrambled over the floor and bent her lips to Cynthia.
Cynthia was wearing a skirt that came to her knees but she wore low cut shoes and no hose. Glenda kissed bom her feet a couple of times. "Higher." Cynthia said.
Glenda kissed the soft carves of Cynthia's legs. She had never been so frightened of anyone. Even Hank had not scared her this badly. There was something extremely' cruel about Cynthia. Something that left no roi for argument.
"You're doing better, little cunt." Cynthia said. Cynthia moved away' and sat down on the couch. She picked up her drink for Glenda to refill. Quickly Glenda filled her drink and brought it to her. "Take off your clothes." Cynthia said.
Glenda looked down into Cynthia's cold, amused eyes and she was afraid not to do as she was told. She unhooked her gown and stripped it off. She hadn't put her panties back on and she was completely naked. "Nice." Cynthia said. "Turn around."
Glenda turned and she felt Cynthia's ogling eyes on her. Cynthia looked at her as a man would look, hungry'. But it wasn't like Martha. Martha had liked her body. Cynthia seemed to want to devour her. Cynthia leaned back in her chair and sipped her drink. Her dress had ridden higher and Cynthia parted her legs. Glenda licked her lips nervously. "I'm going to make you eat my cunt." Cynthia said. "Yes ma'am." Glenda said.
"I think you're a cunt and you're going to do a good job eating me." Cynthia said. "Yes ma'am." Glenda said. "Well get on with it." Cynthia said.
Glenda had no choice. She fell to her knees before the cool blonde woman. She pushed up Cynthia's skirt until she saw that Cynthia wore a pair of flimsy blue panties.
"Take them off." Cynthia said. "Hurry. I got kind of hot watching you and the Judge."
Glenda pulled the panties down and Cvnthia kicked them off. Glenda pushed apart Cynthia's legs. She saw mat the woman had shaved herself clean. "Eat me." Cynthia said.
Glenda pressed her face into Cynthia's moist pussy. The little stubble on Cynthia's cunt scratched her cheeks but she tried to pay no attention. Glenda only wanted to get it over with. She pushed her tongue into Cynthia's hot cunt and tasted Cynthia's salty juice. She started pushing her tongue in and out quickly. "Yes." Cynthia groaned. "God yes. That's it. Good!"
Cynthia's hps started moving in response to Glenda's tongue. Cynthia had been right about already being hot. Glenda could taste her juices already flowing into her mouth. "Eat me good, you little cunt." Cynthia gasped, taking a long sip of her drink.
Glenda didn't think she had been in a more degrading situation. This time people weren't watching, but this time she was simply being used. It was not a good feeling. "Suck my clit." Cynthia moaned.
Glenda found the tiny little bud and sucked it between her lips. Immediately Cynthia started going crazy. She began to move around from side to side. Glenda thought she was getting ready to come. She was surprised when Cynthia pushed her away.
"Not yet. sugar." she said. "Come here and kiss me."
Glenda didn't want to kiss the woman but she sat down beside her. She felt Cynthia's hands on her breasts. Cynthia bent her head and kissed Glenda on the mouth. Glenda obediently opened her mouth and admitted Cynthia's tongue.
"Kiss my titties." Cynthia said. "Play with them and get them hard and kiss them."
As Cynthia kissed her. Glenda moved her hands to Cynthia's blouse. She unbuttoned it and then reached around Cynthia's back to undo her bra.
Cynthia was slim but she had larger tits than Glenda had expected. The two globes filled her hands.
"Ahhhh," Cynthia groaned. "Now kiss diem, baby."
Glenda moved her head down to the creamy globes. She sucked one into her mourn and ran her tongue across the hard nipple. Cynthia started squirming. "Nice." Cynthia said. "Nice. Keep doing that."
Glenda sucked on one of Cynthia's firm titties and then the other. She kept gobbling the flesh until she felt Cynthia's hand on her head forcing her down again. "Back to my pussy." Cynthia said. "I'm so hot. Make me come now!"
Glenda went between Cynthia's legs and pressed her face against Cynthia's cunt. She pushed her tongue between the two pink lips and tasted. She began to gobble at the flesh as she knew Cynthia would want. "That's it. sugar." Cynthia groaned. "Keep sucking my cunt like that!"
Cynthia didn't seem to care that she was crying loud enough for anyone to hear. Glenda had a feeling that Nick would be standing just outside the door listening.
"Oh. God." Cynthia moaned, thrashing about. She grabbed the back of Glenda's head and pushed Glenda's face closer into her cunt. "God!"
Once again Cynthia cried out loud and then Glenda took that tiny' bud into her mouth again. This time she began to chew on it and she could feel Cynthia tensing up.
"I'm going to come," Cynthia sobbed, "I'm coming. Shit, keep sucking me! Keep it up! I'm coming! It feels good! Ahhhh shit, it feels good! AGHRRRRRRRRRR!"
Glenda took a mouthful of Cynthia's tangy juices. She began to swallow quickly'. Cynthia kept her face firm between her shuddering thighs until the spasms in her body passed.
Finally' Glenda was allowed to get to her feet. That cool smile was back on Cynthia's face again.
"Not bad," Cynthia said. "Not bad at all. Course, you could use some practice. I may ask Nick to let me borrow you for a while. Wouldn't you like that?"
Glenda got red-faced. She gathered up her dress and ran from the room. She'd been right about Nick standing right outside. He wasn't alone. Martha was on her knees lustily' sucking his hard prick. She ran up the stairs to the sound of Nick's taunting laughter.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Cal Peters was a travelling salesman and he was tired as hell. He had a big appointment a hundred miles away and it didn't look like he was going to make it. It had started raining earlier and he had gotten lost as hell on the Utile country road.
He might have missed the young girl if she hadn't walked out in front of him. "Damn." he said savagely.
He slammed on his brakes and barely avoided hitting her on the wet pavement. "You stupid fool." he said. "You could have gotten killed!"
He had more things to say but he stopped when he saw her getting into his car. She was a full-bodied redhead who looked about sixteen. She put her bag into his back seat.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm running away." she said. "I have to get out of this country."
Cal thought of all the things he could get into trouble for--kidnapping, being with a minor, helping a runaway. He was sure he could spend some time in jail for a situation like this. "Now hold on a minute." Cal said. "You maybe think I'm going to take you or something? Well you're wrong. I'm in a hurry and I want no trouble with the law."
The pretty auburn-haired girl brushed a wet strand of hair back from her face. She smiled at him and moved closer to him. She opened the damp front of her raincoat and he blinked. She was covered, but just a Utile. Her short skirt came to just below her thighs. She wore a white sweater that did little to conceal the lines of her firm knockers.
"Jesus." Cal said.
"My name's Glenda Smith." she said. "I haven't broken any laws and I don't think anyone's going to be looking for me. I'm trying to get to relatives I have in the next state, and I'm willing to do anything for a ride. Anything."
Cal felt his mouth go dry and his hands sweaty where they touched the steering wheel.
He had heard about situations like this, a girl offering her body. He had always thought the stories were just travelling salesmen bragging. He had never expected anything like this to happen. He thought about his wife and three children back home. He thought about how dingy his wife looked compared to this fresh young thing. "Anything?" he asked, licking his lips.
Glenda smiled and stretched. Her skirt went higher on her thighs and she knew he could almost see her panties. She leaned toward him so that her breasts brushed against his arm. "You just name it." she said.
She was young looking, but there was something in her eyes that told him she would be experienced.
"Damn." he said softly. "There's a motel just down the road. We could stop there for the evening and go on in the morning."
"Whatever you say." Glenda said.
He was nervous as he checked into the motel. The elderly woman who checked him in kept looking out at the girl in his car. "My daughter." he said.
"Sure she is." the woman grinned. "Just don't do nothing I wouldn't do." Her laughter followed him out into the rain. "We've got bungalow three." he said.
Cal was nervous about this. He was nervous as hell, but he couldn't stop himself. He could see her plump ass jiggling as he walked behind her. He could feel himself getting hard. He opened the door for her and she went inside.
"Oh yes." he said, "do you need your case?"
"No." she answered him. "I'm not planning on wearing anything."
He almost choked. He stepped in and closed the door and she dropped the raincoat. She came into his arms without saying anything. She rubbed herself against him and he could feel his prick getting rock hard.
"Kiss me." she said. "Kiss my mouth and put your tongue in my mourn."
He kissed her. Her darting little tongue caught his on fire. It was happening so fast. He could not remember ever having been so aroused so quickly. He dropped his hands to cup her ass. She moved against him as he squeezed her asscheeks. "Ummm." she said. "Play with me like that. I love to have my ass played with!"
God. she was turning him on! He wondered how a young girl like this had learned so much. She knew just how to move to make him hot. She danced out of his arms with a teasing grin. "Would you like to see me naked?" Glenda asked.
She felt good about the obvious lust in the man's eyes. He wanted her badly. She put her fingers on the bottom of her sweater and pulled it off with one gesture. She wore no bra and his eyes bulged out at the sight of her naked titties. "Like them?" she asked. "God yes." he groaned.
She unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She wore a pair of cotton panties mat she stripped off very quickly. She turned so that he could see all of her naked. "Ummm." she said, looking at the bulge in his trousers. "You look all uncomfortable. Maybe I should take it out."
"Yes." he said.
He looked at her incredulously as she dropped to her knees before him. She tugged his zipper down and reached her small hand inside. His cock jumped at the first contact of her fingers. "Ummm." she said. "You're so nice and hard. I bet you can really fuck!"
She pulled his stiff cock out the opening in his trousers. She held his cock in her fingers and began to masturbate him. Her fingers felt soft and experienced. He had never felt so hot. He could feel a pressure in his balls.
"Ummm." she said. "Such a big cock. So pretty. I think I'll kiss it."
He groaned as her mouth enveloped his cock all the way to his balls. Her mourn was hotter man anything he had ever known. He felt her using her tongue all around his staff. She released him with a loud pop and started licking down the side of his cock like a sucker.
"Nice." she said. "You have a very nice cock. It tastes nice. Like candy!"
She moved her mouth down to his balls and began to nip at his balls. He had never had a woman do this to him before. He was about to blow his mind. She moved her head back up to the tiny opening in his cockhead. She began licking his tiny hole. He could feel the fire rushing from his balls up his cock. "Now I'm going to take the edge off." she said. "You just relax and let me do it all."
She got up off her knees and took his hand. She led him to the bed and made him stretch out on his back. She knelt between his legs, on the bed. and took his cock in her fingers. She stroked his staff with her long silky fingers before she once again popped his cock into her mouth.
He could see her red hair bobbing as she began to suck him again. She brushed some of her hair back and he thought it was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen.
Her mouth worked faster and he could feel himself leaking into her mouth. He expected her to pull away. Most women would. Instead her mouth kept sucking him. He tried to pull her up. "I'm going to come." he said.
"That's all right." she said. "I want you to. I want you to come in my mouth."
Her mouth enveloped him again and he could feel his cockhead pressing against the back of her throat. He couldn't control himself as her tongue started working on him again. "I'm coming!" he cried out. "I'm coming. Baby. I'm going to fill your fucking mouth!"
He erupted in a hot spurt of cum and she never took her mouth away. Instead she gobbled his prick like he was a candy stick and she licked every drop away. "Oh. God." he said.
Glenda fell away from him with her young eyes shining. She had been frightened to leave at first. She really didn't have any relatives in the next state and she didn't know how she was going to get along.
But she knew she couldn't stay with Nick, after what had happened with Cynthia. And she knew she couldn't stay at home. She could never go home.
She had been afraid but now she was not. She had a talent. A talent with her mouth and cunt mat drove men wild. As long as mere were men she would get along.
She sucked Cal's prick back into her mourn. "Baby." he groaned. "Oh. God!"
She sucked on him until she felt him grow hard again. Then she came up his body and settled onto his prick. His thick shaft went into her easily. "Oh shit," Cal groaned. "Shit, that feels nice!"
She moved up and down, slowly milking his cock and knowing that he wasn't going to be able to last long even the second time. He sucked in one of her titties as she felt his hard cock growing. "You're going to come again," she whispered. "Don't stop. Come on. We've got all night. Next time will be mine. Come on now!"
He started to thrust roughly into her and she felt his cockhead grow and then his hot cum spurting into her. He sure had a lot of it, but she knew the third time he wouldn't come so fast and she would be able to it.
He leaned back with a satisfied sigh. "God, baby," he said. "You're fantastic."
Glenda smiled. She kept on top of him because she knew he wasn't going to take long to get hard again. She allowed him to suck her nipple some more. It felt good and she was no longer worried about what was going to happen to her. As long as there were men, Glenda would get by.
