The onset of puberty invariably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For others the change is marked by tension and anxiety, and a growing awareness that their world is changing much faster than they would like.
For the young girl in this book the initiation into the world of sexuality is full of frustration and fear. Eager to explore the bounds of her femininity, she becomes a victim of many uncaring people, until finally, she learns the power she holds over the men in her life.
ABUSED STEPDAUGHTER--the story of a young girl's struggle to make her own, very personal transition into adulthood. Her story is a reminder of the pitfalls standing in the way of those growing up. It is a lesson for society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sandra Knight was sitting in front of her bedroom mirror brushing her long blond hair. She was tired after spending her eight hours as a checker in a supermarket down the street from her house. She had just finished her shower and was dressed in a shortie blue nightgown. She really liked the nightgown because it was transparent enough to reveal plenty of her creamy body.
Sandra heard her mother's footsteps and she quickly put on her robe. She didn't mind her mother, but she knew her leering stepfather would not be far behind.
Her mother knocked and opened Sandra's bedroom door. Sandra's stepfather was right behind her. She was glad she had on the thick robe because she could feel his eyes undressing her.
"Did you see what they've done down the street?" Sandra's mother asked.
Gail Thompson had the same blond good looks of her daughter. Gail had her hair cut a little shorter and her shapely tits were just a little smaller than Sandra's. Gail was also a lot more excitable than Sandra.
"I didn't notice anything new," Sandra answered.
"They've put up a sex club," Gail said. "One of those places where women dance naked."
"It's not so bad, honey," John Thompson said.
"Not so bad," Gail said. "It's terrible. What are the children going to think when they walk to school past those awful pictures?"
"I bet Sandra doesn't think it's awful," John said. "These young people have different views on things."
"I don't," Sandra said quickly. "I agree with my mother."
Gail and Sandra's stepfather remained in Sandra's room for about a half-hour and they talked about things that could be done about the sex club. All the time Sandra could feel John looking at her, almost as if he was caressing her with his eyes.
Sandra was glad when they left. Sandra went to her bedroom window and looked out. She could see the flashing lights of the new nightclub. She felt a little strange when she looked at it. Sandra's life had always been a little dull. She had plenty of dates because she was a beautiful girl, but most of the young men were boring.
Sandra was a virgin, but it wasn't her fault. She would have loved to meet a man who could bring some excitement into her life. So far she hadn't. The only different kind of man she'd met lately had been her new stepfather.
Sandra felt a little strange as she thought of her stepfather. He was certainly different from anyone she'd ever met. He had been a sailor and he had the language to go with it. He had been around the world and he had seen things that Sandra would never see. It was hard not to be fascinated by him.
He was also a yery sexy man. She knew what her mother had married him for. It made Sandra nervous to be around him. She was sure that she would have to leave home pretty soon. She couldn't live under the same roof with John Thompson.
Sandra felt suddenly thirsty and she thought she would get herself a cold soda before she went to bed.
It was dark in the hallway outside her room. She didn't turn on the lights. She walked softly down the hallway and almost ran into her stepfather. He was holding a beer and was walking back to the bedroom he shared with her mother. He was dressed in nothing but his shorts.
Something caught in Sandra's throat. She had never seen him like this before. His chest was muscular and hairy. He looked like some kind of hairy beast. She would have expected to be turned off. Instead she felt a hot tingling between her thighs.
"I thought I'd go down for something cold to drink," she said.
'Try the beer," he told her.
"No thanks," she said. "It always makes me feel ill."
She felt him brushing past her in the hallway. She felt the hairy warmth of his body. She somehow expected him to do something, to grab her. But he just brushed past and walked on. It was a few minutes before she could catch her breath.
Sandra walked on downstairs and took a coke out of the refrigerator. She sat down at the kitchen table and drank it. She got another. She seemed to feel hot all over. It took her a little while before the shivers passed.
Finally she felt well enough to go upstairs again. She was halfway up the hallway when she heard her mother's voice. She realized that her stepfather hadn't shut the bedroom door.
"Stop it, John," Gail was saying. "Stop it or lock the door!"
"I don't fed like getting up," John Thompson said. "Or maybe I'm already up. Feel that!" "Oh John," Gail said softly. Sandra could feel the warm tingling back between her thighs. She had the sudden feeling that her stepfather had left the door open on purpose. Sandra knew she couldn't get past her mother's bedroom door without being able to see the bed. She told herself that she didn't want to see what was going on.
It was a lie. She found herself walking to the door and looking in. She knew her stepfather had planned things this way, but she couldn't help herself. Watching her mother and her stepfather seemed to be the most exciting thing that happened to her in a long time.
Sandra was complete darkness and it took a few moments for her eyes to adjust. There was a single light behind the bed and Sandra could soon see everything that was happening, but the people on the bed couldn't see her.
But Sandra was sure that her stepfather knew she was there, watching.
"John, your cock feels so big and hard," Gail moaned softly. "I love to touch it when it's hard!" John was on his back and he was completely naked. Sandra gasped when she saw the size of the huge cock that her mother was gently stroking. Gail was not naked, but she was dressed only in her panties. Sandra could see one of John's big hands massaging one of her mother's round soft titties.
She could see her stepfather's thumb rubbing roughly against her mother's hard red nipple. Sandra could feel her own nipples growing rigid and pressing against the front of her nightgown.
"Oh Christ," Gail moaned. "I love it when you do me that way. Won't you shut the door now?" "No," he answered.
"But Sandra might get up," Gail protested.
"The thought just makes it more exciting for you. It does, you know. Just think about it. Think about your daughter standing in the doorway watching you."
Now Sandra was sure that her stepfather knew she was there. She could feel the heat taking over her body again. Her knees felt weak. She knew she should leave, but she somehow couldn't.
John pulled Gail down on top of him. Sandra saw his tongue licking at her mother's nipple. She saw him opening his mouth and sucking the hard nipple between his lips, and making loud sucking noises.
"Oh Jesus, that makes me feel so hot all over,"
Gail moaned. John was stroking one of Gail's titties with his hand while he roughly sucked the other. Sandra wondered what it would feel like to have his hands and mouth sucking at her own flesh.
Sandra watched her stepfather slowly moving his head from one of her mother's succulent titties to the other. His hungry mouth was making loud sucking sounds as he lavishly tongued Gail's nipples. Gail was moving against her husband, her pussy rubbing against one of John's hairy thighs.
"Oh God," Gail moaned softly. "You are making me feel so good! Eat me like that! Suck my titties. Chew on them, baby!"
Sandra was shocked by her mother's language and actions. Her mother had always seemed to be such a prude. Her prudish ways had always made Sandra wonder why she married an animal like John. Now Sandra knew the reason. Gail was as much of an animal as John.
Sandra's big tits had swollen so much that they were actually hurting. She didn't want to touch herself, but she couldn't help it. She had spent many long evenings touching her tits and her pussy, but she had never felt as hot as this. Watching her mother and stepfather was making her body tremble.
Sandra moved her hands up her silky sides underneath her nightgown. Her fingers touched the bare skin of her belly. She felt her body jerking with excitement as her fingernails gently traced a path up to her hot titties.
She made a soft moaning sound as her hands closed over her aching titty mounds. She rubbed her nipples against her palms and felt the wicked jolts of excitement shooting through her body. She almost collapsed from the rush of pleasure. "You know what I want, baby," John moaned.
"Give it to me!"
Sandra turned her attention back to the couple on the bed. She saw her mother kissing her stepfather on the chest. Sandra could see the tip of her mother's tongue licking at the dark mass of chest hair. John put his rough hand on the top of Gail's head and forced her head down lower. Suddenly Sandra knew what her mother was going to do. Sandra had heard about it from kids at school, but she had never really believed it. Certainly she would never have believed her own mother could do something like this.
But Gail was already positioning herself between John's legs and her blond head was moving down. Everything in Sandra's upbringing told her that it was wrong to watch, but she couldn't take her eyes away. She saw her mother licking the massive prick between John's legs.
Sandra gasped. It was impossible--it couldn't be happening. But she could plainly see her mother's tongue slithering up and down John's red prick. John's hard cock was pressed against his belly, but
Gail was licking all over the top of it. Her pink tongue moved down to John's big balls.
"Oh Jesus, baby," John groaned. "Lick me, baby. Lick my prick!"
Gail brushed her hair back from her face as she began licking his cock all over. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his staff and lifted it up so that she could cover the red head of his prick with her tongue. Sandra had never dreamed of looking at anything like this. Her body burned with fever.
"Now take it in your mouth, cunt!" John gasped. "Now take it in your fucking cunt mouth!"
With a groan, Gail started swallowing the massive piece of cock-flesh. Sandra couldn't understand how her mother got so much of it inside her mouth.
"That's great, baby!" John cried out. "Nobody can suck cock the way you can!"
Now it was Sandra's mother's turn to make sucking sounds as her lips worked on John's cock. Her head slid up and down quickly, and Sandra could actually see her pink tongue working at the sides of the fat prick each time she raised her head.
Sandra's pussy was burning deliciously. She dropped one hand to her thighs but that didn't help. She crammed her hand up between her thighs to rub her pussy.
John pulled Gail away from his cock. Now Sandra could see how hard her mother's mouth had made it. She could see a few drops of thick white cum on the tip. She felt her heart pounding as she looked at it. She found herself wondering what it would be like to have that huge thing inside her own mouth.
Sandra wasn't sickened at the thought. Instead, she felt a peculiar dryness in her throat. She saw John pulling her mother up until she was stretched out on top of him. They were kissing, and Sandra could only imagine John ramming his tongue into her mother's mouth.
John grabbed Gail's shapely ass with one hand and squeezed roughly. Sandra could see the quick movement of her mother's ass and Sandra knew she was rubbing her cunt against her stepfather's massive cock. The thought of it made Sandra's pussy ache with pleasure, and she was no longer content simply to rub her cunt through the material of her panties.
Sandra skimmed out of her panties and dropped them on the floor. She shoved her hand between her legs. This time she pushed a finger into the tight wetness of her pussy. It made her shiver. She worked another finger into her twat. She knew she was behaving badly, and she would have been ashamed if her mother had caught her. But she just couldn't help herself.
"Take your panties off," John said. "I want to fuck you. I want to put my big prick up your cunt!"
"Oh yes, honey," Gail moaned. Gail very quickly stripped her panties off. Sandra could see the thick mass of pussy hair between her mother's legs. John put his hand between her legs and Sandra knew he was working his fingers in and out of her cunt.
"Oh God, John," Gail cried out. "Don't play with me anymore. I need to ride your hard cock!"
He took his fingers out of her cunt and pulled her up on top of him again. Sandra could see his fat cock between her mother's thighs, probing softly at her pussy hole.
"Put it in me!" Gail cried out. "Put it in me deep."
John shoved his cock into Gail's cunt. Sandra could see her mother squirming all over the bed as she got the full effect of his huge cock. Sandra almost ran into the room. She had never wanted anything so badly as she wanted to take her mother's place. She wanted to feel that huge cock between her thighs.
John didn't move for a few minutes. He rested with his cock deep inside Gail's pussy. Then he started to move. He drew his cock out slowly and then slammed it back into her again. Sandra could hear her mother making little sobbing sounds each time he rammed his prick into her cunt.
"Let me get on the bottom," Gail pleaded. "I really want to feel you getting deep!"
Gail rolled over on her back and spread her legs wide. John was on top of her in a second. He made a movement with his hips and his cock slammed back into her cunt. This time Sandra heard her mother squeal with delight.
"That feels so good!" Gail cried. "That's what I want. Fuck me, sugar. Fuck me good and hard!"
John was. no longer taking it easy. He began to ram his cock into Gail as hard as he could. Sandra could hear the delicious smack of his balls against her mother. She rammed two fingers as far up into her cunt as she could get them.
John put his hands underneath Gail and grabbed her ass. He was lifting her higher off the bed. His cock really seemed to be getting deep into her cunt. He kissed her mouth and moved his hand up to play with her creamy tit.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," John said. "Now I'm going to fuck your ass off!"
Sandra knew her stepfather was putting on a show for her, but that didn't seem to matter. She had never seen a man fuck before, but she was sure that her stepfather had to be the best.
Her stepfather pulled out of her mother and then rammed his cock back into her pussy. He began a quick in-and-out motion and Sandra could see his gleaming cock each time it rammed into her mother's cunt.
Her mother gasped with pleasure each time he shoved his fat cock into her pussy. Sandra saw her running her fingernails down John's broad back. It was obvious that her mother was enjoying what was happening to her.
"Oh God, John, give it to me hardl" she cried. "Give it to me as hard as you can! Fuck my cunt!"
Sandra didn't understand how her mother could want it so savagely. They were like animals. Yet Sandra stroked her cunt in excitement. Her mind was disgusted, but her body craved what her mother was getting.
"Your cock feels so big," Gail cried. "So big. You're making me crazy. Your cock feels so big! It feels so good! I'm coming, coming, COMING!"
Her mother started jerking with pleasure and somehow it seemed like John was ramming his cock into her even harder. He kept ramming his cock into her even after the shudders had passed through her mother's body.
Now Sandra couldn't take her eyes away as she saw her stepfather take his massive cock out of her mother's cunt. His cock was dripping juice on her mother's belly.
"I'm going to shoot my cum all over you, bitch," he said. "I'm going to shoot my cum all over you!"
"Oh yes," Gail cried. She reached up for his cock and arched her belly so that his prickflesh was rubbing back and forth against her skin. Sandra couldn't believe what she was watching.
"Feel it, bitch," John cried out. "Feel my cum! Feel it shoot all over you! FEEL IT, CUNT!"
Suddenly John arched forward and a gob of thick jism shot from the end of his cock. Sandra could see the thick white liquid running down her mother's belly and tits. She watched her mother rub her fingers in his thick jism, smearing it over her tits. Then she brought her ringers to her mouth and sucked on them. Sandra could watch no more. She ran to her room and shut the door violently behind her.
"Oh my God," Sandra moaned softly. "Oh God!"
Her searching fingers found her pussy again and she began working her fingers in and out of her slippery cunt. She could feel her tiny, sensitive clit getting hard against her fingers. She started gasping for breath as the quick spasms of pleasure shot through her body.
"I'm coming," she moaned savagely. "Coming, I'm coming--COMING!"
She had to lean against the door as the flush of pleasure rocked her body. It was a few minutes before she could move. She went to her bed and fell immediately to sleep.
CHAPTER TWO
Sandra had spent her morning shopping. She had to admit that she looked with curiosity at the new club that had opened up on the street. It was really fancy. There were bright colored lights and a big poster out front. The girl on the poster was barely dressed and there was plenty of tit and pussy hair. She wasn't completely naked, but almost.
Sandra wondered what kind of woman would work in place like that. What kind of woman would take off her clothes in front of a lot of men?
Sandra felt a wicked little thrill at the thought of undressing with so many eyes watching.
Sandra was prudish, but she was also proud of her body. She knew that she had a body as good as any of those women who worked there. As good as her mother.
Again the hot chills went through her as she thought of her mother and her stepfather. She still couldn't believe what had happened the night before. Her stepfather had deliberately arranged to have her watch. Her mother had been degraded before her eyes. And it had excited Sandra more than anything in her entire life.
Sandra tried not to think about her stepfather as she tried on the new outfit she had purchased. It was a long yellow evening gown for a party she had been invited to. It looked a little more daring than she had really wanted it to. Her firm, creamy tits threatened to pop out of the gown at any minute.
She was looking at herself in the mirror when she heard the door open behind her. She turned around quickly and saw her stepfather standing in her doorway. He had his usual leer. "Where's my mother?" Sandra asked. "Your mother had to go out for a while," John answered. "I found a little errand for her to do. I thought it might be good for us to get a little better acquainted."
"I have to go out, too," Sandra lied.
"Dressed like that?" John asked. "It's a little early to be going out for a fancy ball."
"I have to take it back," she said. "I've decided I don't like it."
"It looks really good on you," he said. "I don't like it," she said. "Now get out of my room and let me dress."
It made Sandra nervous to have John in the room, especially after last night. He was dressed in casual slacks and sports shirt, but she kept thinking about how heavy his cock looked and the hairy muscles of his chest.
"You have to get out of my room," Sandra said, attempting to sound braver than she felt.
"All right," John said. "I'll leave. But first you'd better take these. You won't be completely dressed without them!"
John dropped a pair of panties on Sandra's bed. It took a few seconds before Sandra recognized them. Then she remembered the pair of panties she had taken off and dropped on the floor in front of her mother's bedroom. "Oh no," Sandra said.
"You left them out in the hall," her stepfather said. "It's a good thing I found them. I don't think your mother would have understood what they were doing there."
Sandra sat down on the bed. She knew her face was red, and she didn't know what to say. She had been determined not to think about the fact that her stepfather knew she had been watching. Now she had to face the facts.
"Please don't tell mother," Sandra said. "You don't have to worry about that," her stepfather assured her. "I wouldn't tell her. But you have to do something for me. You have to be a little nicer to me. You haven't been exactly all sweetness and light for your stepfather." "I'll try to be better," Sandra said. "You're going to have to do better than try,"
John said.
John sat down beside her on the bed. Sandra had never been so close to him before. She could feel the animal warmth of his body through his clothes. It made her even more nervous than she already was.
John put his arm around her shoulders. The could feel the strength of his body. She could feel those wicked tingles going up her spine. She tried to move away but he held her firm.
"Tell me what you were doing out there in the hallway," John said. "Did you play with yourself while you watched your mother and me?"
"I don't want to talk," she answered. "Please go away."
"I think you did," John said. "I really think you played with yourself. I think you got all excited watching."
"Please go away," she said. "Now, you don't really mean that," John said. His voice sounded so confident. His fingers gripped her shoulder and he was squeezing in a gentle rhythm. "You don't really want me to go away. You know you're getting all excited just sitting here next to me."
It was true. Her body was burning up just being next to him. She kept thinking about the things she'd seen the night before and it was making her pussy quiver. She wished he'd leave.
"I'll tell you what," John said. "Why don't you prove how much you want to be nice to me? Give me a kiss!"
She struggled but he easily turned her head toward him and kissed her mouth. She had been kissed plenty of time, but she had never felt such brutal hunger. It took her breath away. She was shivering when he stopped the kiss.
"Try not to fight the good feelings, baby," he told her.
"But you're my stepfather," she said. "You're married to my mother."
He didn't argue with her. Instead, he brutally shoved her back on the bed and pressed his body down on top of hers. She felt completely helpless. His mouth covered hers and she felt the first stabbing thrust of his tongue. She tried to keep her mouth closed but his tongue kept jabbing at her lips. She finally had to open her mouth and admit his fat tongue. She felt his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth again and again until she was gasping for breath.
"You like that, don't you?" he whispered. "You're a hot box just like your mother!"
She couldn't fight him anymore. Her entire body ached for him. She could feel her tits pressing against the front of her gown, and they felt hard as rock. Her large nipples rubbed against the fabric until they felt painful.
She found herself rubbing her body gently against his. She had lost control of herself. Somehow it didn't matter anymore that he was her mother's husband, that he was her stepfather.
"I've got to have you, baby," her stepfather groaned. "I've wanted you ever since I first saw you. You're the sexiest-looking thing I've ever seen."
Even as her stepfather was talking, he was peeling down the straps of her gown. She put her hand on his, but she didn't have the strength to stop him. He peeled her gown all the way down to her waist and freed her big, shapely tits.
"Beautiful," John said softly. "They look better than I thought they would."
She knew what he was doing as he dropped his head down to her tits. She felt his tongue licking one of her erect nipples and she nearly went out of her mind. She had never felt anything so good.
"Oh yes," Sandra moaned. "That's nice. That's so nice."
His wet mouth opened slightly and he sucked her nipple up. He closed his teeth around her nipple and gently pulled his head back and forth. She had never felt anything like this. It sent shivers up her spine again, but it also caused a strange tingling sensation in her belly.
"Suck on them like you did my mother," she moaned. "Suck on them hard!" "Just like your mother," John said. His mouth opened wider and he began to suck hard on her titty. He got more than half of her large tit into his mouth before he spit it out and then began licking the nipple again. She put her hands in his thick hair and tried to pull his face closer.
"I'm so ashamed," she groaned. "I'm ashamed, but I can't help it. It feels so good!"
He moved his head to her free tit. This time he sucked and bit on her titty-flesh until she was gasping for breath. He played with her free titty with his hand. His fingers ran over her hard nipple.
"Oh God," she moaned. "It makes me feel so hot all over!"
She had never dreamed that anything could make her feel this hot. She felt swollen with lust. She grabbed his head and pulled his face back up to hers. This time she darted her fiery little tongue into his mouth. For a few seconds they rubbed their tongues together. Then his lips moved back down to her tits.
"That's it!" she cried. "Suck them. Bite them. Make me feel good!"
His teeth nipped savagely at her titty-flesh. He was like an animal. He was no longer gentle with her as he bit at her tits.
"I'm going to make you feel good," he told her. "I'm going to make you feel better than you've ever felt!"
He turned her over on her belly. His hands slipped underneath and roughly massaged her tits while he bit her on the neck and seemed to be sucking at the silky strands of her hair.
She felt his crotch against her asscheeks. He was pressing the thick bulge in his trousers against the crack of her ass. It was a new kind of feeling. She found herself pushing her ass back against his cock and it made her pussy even hotter.
He kept this up for a few minutes until she thought she was going crazy with hunger. Then he rolled her on her back and finished peeling her gown off. This time she offered him no resistance. He lifted her legs so he could pull the gown off completely. He dropped it on the floor. He turned back to look at her.
She was dressed in only a pair of yellow panties, and the panties were brief. So brief that some of her curly pussy hairs slipped out of the sides.
"You are a good-looking bitch," he said, "I'm going to enjoy the hell out of fucking you!"
He dropped down on top of her again. His mouth crushed hers and he moved his hands underneath her to grasp her titties. He squeezed them roughly as he started stabbing his tongue in and out of her mouth. It was like he was fucking her with his tongue.
At the same time she could feel his prick rubbing against her panty-covered pussy. It made her panties wet. Her juices nearly flooded her panties. She spread her legs wider, as if that would help, but nothing helped the aching hole between her legs.
He took her hand and pressed it between his legs. He was still wearing all his clothes, but it seemed like he was naked as her fingers traced the outline of his huge, hot prick. She could feel it quivering in his trousers.
"Take it out, baby," he told her. "Don't be scared of it. Take it out and play with it."
She was scared of it, but that didn't stop her from searching for his zipper. She fumbled for a few seconds before she found it. She finally closed her fingers over the tab. She took a deep breath to calm herself before she pulled the tab down and opened his trousers. She put her hand inside his trousers. He wasn't wearing shorts and her fingers came into immediate contact with his hard cock. She gasped as she felt his sweaty cock-flesh. She didn't pull away. The excitement seemed to shoot through her fingertips as she circled his cock. 'Take it out," John said. "Hurry up, baby. It's getting hard as hell!"
She gently eased it out of his trousers and raised her head to see it. She was still shocked by how big and hard it seemed. She felt it vibrating against her fingers. She closed her fingers tighter around it and felt his cum-cream leaking out the rosy tip and wetting her fingers. It felt thick and sticky.
She closed her fingers tighter and began to move her hand up and down. More of his cum leaked across her fingers. She worked her hand faster as the excitement of actually playing with a man's cock started to grow in her.
"That's enough," John said. "I don't want you to make me come too soon!"
She didn't want to move her hand, but he forced her fingers away. He jumped off the bed and peeled off the rest of his clothes. Again she got a good look at his body. He did look like a great, hairy bear. She could feel her pussy quivering as she stared at him.
"Peel your panties off, baby," he told her. She didn't waste any time peeling her panties down her long legs. She kicked them off and lay back on the bed. For the first time she started to feel really scared. He was such a brute and she had never fucked before. Maybe he would hurt her.
"Don't look so scared," he told her. "I'm not going to kill you. Just relax!"
He lay down on top of her again. This time she felt his long cock against her belly. She felt his sticky jism leaking on her skin. Her pussy seemed to be opening up and closing in hungry expectation.
He was kissing her again. His hands went underneath her to lift up her ass. She could feel his broad hands completely covering her asscheeks. He pulled her asscheeks apart and it made her pussy pucker. He began to squeeze her asscheeks with the same rhythm he used to push his tongue into her mouth.
Whatever he was doing was making her hot again. She wasn't so scared that her cunt couldn't drip hot juice. She could feel her pussy juice dripping against the inside of her thighs.
John moved down a little and she felt the hard knob of his cock rubbing against her pussy hair. She had to spread her legs wider. She felt his swollen knob rubbing up and down the entrance to her pussy. She felt her pussy juices soaking her cunthairs. She felt his hands on her thighs. "Are you ready for it, baby?" John asked. "Yes," she answered. "Oh yes, I'm ready!"
John laughed as he moved forward gently. His cockhead was wedged into the entrance to her cunt. John felt so big and Sandra's cunt felt so little. She tried to pull away from him, but it was already too late for that.
"Don't be scared of it, cunt," he told her. "It hurts for a little while, but then you're going to feel better than you've felt in your life!"
John moved forward and she felt his huge cock spreading her cunt-walls apart. She started twisting and turning but she couldn't escape from him. She felt his cock stop as he pressed his cockhead against her virgin walls.
"Please stop," she whispered. "It hurts!"
"It only hurts for a little while," he promised her.
John put his big hands back underneath her asscheeks again. This time he rammed forward hard and his prickhead broke through her virgin cherry. His cock slipped into her without any more resistance. She felt stuffed with cock.
He didn't move right away. He gave her time to get used to it. She could feel her cunt getting loose. Then his prick began to move in and out of her slowly. His gentle rhythm gave her time to get used to the size of his cock. She found herself responding to his thrusting prick.
"Now you're starting to like it," he told her. "I knew you'd like it once you got started. You're a hot cunt, just like your mother!"
His hands moved from her ass to her tits. He began squeezing her titties while he fucked her. She could feel his cock getting bigger as he slowly thrust into her. She'd never dreamed she could take anything this big.
"You're tight, baby," he groaned. "You've got a beautiful cunt and it's tighter than shit!"
He was getting really excited and he began pounding her cunt a little harder. She didn't mind it. She had gotten used to his cock and she started feeling the excitement again. She started running her fingers down his back as she'd seen her mother do.
He was no longer trying to be gentle with her. He was driving his prick into her cunt powerfully. He acted like he was trying to drive her shapely ass through the bed.
"Oh God," she whispered. "I've never felt like this before. I've never felt anything like this!"
Simply playing with herself had never prepared her for anything like this. She could feel the growing fires in her belly. She began to hump up at his cock like she had gone mad. She wanted more and sore of his fat cock. She wanted to feel it all the way into her belly.
"I'm coming!" she cried. "I'm going to come. Oh Jesus, it feels good. I never thought anything could feel this good! OH FUUUUUUCK!"
She yelled loud enough for the entire neighborhood to hear, but she didn't give a damn. It felt too good. At that moment she wouldn't have cared if Her mother had walked in. She felt her juices flooding his fat cock as he drove his prick into her even faster.
"Does it feel good, baby?" he asked. "Did it feel good when you came?"
"Oh yes," she cried. "Better than anything!"
He thrust his cock into her wildly. She could feel her pussy being opened up as it had never been before. She felt his heavy balls slapping her.
"Come in me," she whispered. "I want to feel your cum. I want it more than anything!"
He was stroking faster and faster. She felt some of his cock-cream leaking out of his cock.
"I'm going to give you cum, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to fill your pussy with cum! I'm going to give you more cum than you've ever dreamed about! Feel it, baby! FEEL IT!"
He drove into her powerfully and she felt the hot gush of his cum. His thick cum filled her pussy and started dripping out of the sides of her cunt and wet her cunthairs. He kept moving in and out of her cunt until he shot the last drop into her.
"Oh shit," he groaned. "Shit, if you only knew how badly I've wanted to fuck you!"
Sandra knew. She had wanted it just as badly, and it had been everything she thought it would be.
CHAPTER THREE
Sandra wasn't sleeping well and she got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. She made herself a pot of hot cocoa and sat at the kitchen table while she drank it. Through the large kitchen window she could see the bright lights blinking on and off in the front of the sex club.
It reminded her too vividly of what had happened the night before. She had tried not to think about it all day long. It wasn't that her virginity was so important. She would have lost that sooner or later. But the thought of having her stepfather take it was making her feel sick.
What was worse was how much she had enjoyed it. She knew she would never be able to forget her first time and the wonderful sensations her stepfather had caused. She also wondered if she could keep away from her stepfather.
She knew that things would now be a lot harder than they were before. She would be thinking about her stepfather every minute. It would be almost impossible to be around him without thinking about his big cock. Sandra squirmed uncomfortably. It was going to be hard keeping control of herself.
Sandra wondered if her stepfather was upstairs right now fucking her mother. She felt resentful of her mother. It wasn't fair for her to have all that wonderful cock to herself every night. It just wasn't fair.
"Oh my God," Sandra said softly, as she suddenly realized that she was angry at her mother for fucking her husband. Sandra was really starting to feel sick.
Sandra finished off her cocoa and then carefully washed the pot and cup and saucer. She didn't want to explain why she couldn't sleep. Her mother would think that she was physically ill, and she didn't want to explain that she couldn't sleep because she was horny.
She dried off the pot, cup and saucer and put them up. She heard heavy footsteps in the kitchen and turned quickly. She had somehow known it was going to be her stepfather. He was dressed in nothing but his shorts and was scratching his bare chest.
"Well," he said. "You're up kind of late."
"So are you," Sandra said.
"I been doing my husband duties," John said. "I just fucked your mother to sleep. I bet I left that pussy of hers so sore that she won't be able to use it for a month."
Sandra blushed at hearing her mother talked about that way, but John didn't seem to notice. He went to the fridge and pulled out a beer. He popped the top and sat down at the kitchen table. He took a long drink and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Fucking sure makes a man thirsty," he said. Sandra felt his eyes go over her body. She was wearing a long, slinky nightgown with nothing underneath. Not even panties. She had to admit that she liked the way he looked at her--as if he could eat her alive. "I have to go now," she said. She started out of the room but John caught her hand. He pulled her down onto his lap. He put a strong arm around her shoulder to make sure she didn't get away.
"You don't have to leave right now," he told her. "You can stay and talk for a while."
"I'm tired," she said.
"But you're not to tired to talk to me," he said. "Besides, I want you to stay."
She relaxed. There was no sense fighting him. She didn't have the courage, and she didn't really know if she wanted to fight. She had been thinking about him all day long. She had been wondering if part of her pleasure had been built up in her mind. Now that he held her she knew that none of it had been made up. Her stepfather had a way of making her feel weak and hot.
"Your mother wears me out," John said. "She was just up there begging me to fuck her harder. I treated her like the worst whore in the world and she still keeps coming back for more."
"Please don't talk about my mother," Sandra begged.
"Why not?" John asked. "You know my talking about your mother turns you on. That's why you got all hot and bothered watching us the other night."
Sandra didn't answer. She couldn't. It was true. And John didn't feel all that worn out. His hand was on Sandra's leg just above her knee and she could feel him squeezing. She felt an itchy excitement between her thighs.
John pulled down the top of her gown and let one creamy tit pop free. He rubbed his fingers over the nipple and felt it grow hard. He laughed at the effect on her.
"You really are a hot cunt," he said. "It must run in your fucking family. Damn, it almost makes a man wish you had a couple of sisters!"
John poured a little of his beer on her nipple and then licked it away. She moaned. The beer felt cold but his tongue felt hot. The combination made her shiver all over. She knew it was no good trying to fight with him. Just the touch of his fingers turned her into jelly.
He sucked harder at her tit and she put both hands on the back of his head. She ran her hands through his curly hair. She moaned deep in her throat. This was what her titties were made for. She didn't understand why she hadn't had someone sucking her tits long before this. God, if she'd only known how good it felt.
He peeled the other strap down and freed both her tits. He began to move his lips from one to the other. In seconds he had them both achy and hard. She felt his teeth starting to bite gently.
"That's it," she cried. "That's what I've needed all day long. Oh, that feels so good!"
Her stepfather knew when he had her turned on. He wasted little time before running his hand up her inner thighs to her fur-covered cunt. She felt his fingers rubbing up and down her pussylips and it made her gasp for breath.
"Yes," she moaned. "Do that to me. Do anything to me! Everything you do feels good!"
Sandra opened her thighs a little and let one of his searching fingers find her pussy hole. She gasped again when she felt his finger sliding easily into her moist cunt. John started working his linger in and out of her pussy and he soon had her opening her legs wider.
"You do that so good," she moaned. "Oh, finger-fuck me like that. You make me feel so good!"
He was tugging at her titty with his teeth. Every time his teeth touched her sensitive titty flesh she could feel tingles going down her spine. She kept rubbing her fingers through his curly hair.
She thought about her mother, and wondered what she would do if she walked in right now. Probably pitch a goddamned fit. But Sandra couldn't worry about that now. She could only worry about what her stepfather was doing to her.
She put her hand on his thigh and tried to push it up his legs. She was crammed too tight on his lap and couldn't find his cock. He made it easy for her. He lifted her up and put her on the table. He stood up and slipped out of his shorts.
"Is this what you wanted, cunt?" he asked. He stood with his legs spread wide and she could see his cock growing in excitement. It made her heart pound faster. "It's beautiful," she whispered. She reached out for his cock and he moved closer. She wrapped her fingers around the top of his cock and used her other hand to play with his heavy balls. His cock still felt slippery and she realized it was from her mother's cunt. Somehow that turned her on even more.
"Kiss it," he told her. "I want to feel your lips on my prick. Go ahead, bitch. Kiss it!"
She remembered watching her mother kiss and suck this beautiful cock. She remembered how excited she had gotten. She wanted to feel his feverish cockflesh against her own lips. Now she was going to get her chance. She bent her head forward and let her lips touch against the rosy crown.
His cock was still warm from her mother's cunt and she could actually smell her mother's juices mixed with his cum. She felt sexier than she had ever felt in her life as she tasted his meat.
"Go ahead, cunt," he said. "Kiss it good. Take it in your mouth. It's not going to hurt you!"
She could feel her heart pounding faster as she took the throbbing head of his prick into her mouth. He had such a strong salty taste that it took her a moment to get used to it. She almost gagged, but she wanted to suck his cock more than she had ever wanted anything. For some reason, she felt like she was in competition with his mother. She wanted to prove she was a better cocksucker than her mother was.
Somehow she kept his cock inside her mouth while she used her tongue to wash it clean. Then she drew a little more of his vibrating rod into her mouth. In seconds she had more than half his fat cock inside her mouth and she was glad she'd managed it. It was the most exciting thing she'd ever done.
John reached up and took two handfuls of her thick blond hair. He began to pull her head back and forth until she got the message. Then she no longer needed his help as she started her own bobbing rhythm.
"That's the way, baby," he moaned. "Now you're doing it right. Suck my cock. I'm going to let you suck it until I come. I'm going to let you taste my hot jism!"
That frightened her as she realized that he actually wanted to come inside her mouth. She had thought that he would let her suck him for a few minutes and then he would fuck her, just like he'd done with her mother. But he was going to let her suck him off.
John gripped her head a little tighter and he began to ram his cock into her mouth. She knew she looked really wicked with her spit dripping out of the corners of her mouth. Somehow she couldn't help it. Her mouth felt sloppy with her spit and his leaking jism.
The taste in her mouth grew a lot more salty. She found herself letting his leaking jism drip out of one corner of her mouth so she wouldn't have to swallow it.
John caught her. "No, don't do that. Take it all, bitch. Learn to swallow every drop. I taught your mother how to suck one and now I'm going to teach you. Swallow it all!"
He was moving back and forth so that his fat cock was getting deep into her throat. She wasn't choking anymore, and she was trying to swallow all the cum that leaked from the end of his massive cockhead.
"That's the way, baby," he said. "You're learning. I'm going to make a fantastic cocksucker out of you!"
He was pushing his cock gently in and out of her cum-covered lips, but each time she felt his prick getting deeper into her throat. She didn't want to gag. She wanted it to be good for him. She wanted to prove she was better than her mother.
"Oh shit yeah, baby," he moaned. "It takes practice but you're getting the hang of it!"
He started pushing his cock a little faster in and out of her wet mouth. She could hear herself making loud sucking noises. She also found herself getting a little excited. She moved her hands down to her thighs, but that wasn't much. She groped around until she had found his rough hand. She brought his fingers up to her cunt.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked, laughing. "Is sucking my cock getting your pussy lathered up?"
She could do nothing but grunt, but he understood what she needed. She opened her thighs to allow one of his fingers to slide into her hot pussy. Then another finger. He got three fingers inside her cunt and began moving them in and out with the same rhythm she was using to suck his prick. She couldn't help but move her ass against the kitchen table, but she didn't care about that either.
"I'm getting fucking close, baby," he moaned. "Start taking it all. Start taking every inch!"
Now he was cramming every inch of his fat cock between her lips. She didn't understand how she could take it all, but somehow she was doing it. She could feel his heavy cockhead seeming to get all the way down into her belly. She began to use her tongue on his hot cockmeat as his rhythm got faster. He was jerking his cock in and out of her mouth and she could taste more of his cum on her lips and inside her throat. She could also feel his cock getting fatter, and she knew it wouldn't be long before he was shooting his cum into her mouth.
Again the thought frightened her. She had heard about girls doing this to boys and actually swallowing the cum, but she had never dreamed she would consider doing anything like it. It seemed so nasty before. Now, it seemed delicious. It was just something else she could do for her stepfather.
"I'm getting there, baby," he moaned. "I'm almost there. I'm going to shoot your mouth full of cum. I'm really going to give you a mouthful!"
Now his fingers gripped the back of her head. He didn't want her to escape. He was driving his prick into her lips as savagely as he could. He had forgotten about playing with her pussy in his excitement, but she didn't mind that. She only wanted it to be good for him.
"Jesus," he gasped. "Oh Jesus, I'm almost there. I'm almost fucking there. Oh Jesus, baby! Did you feel that? I'm leaking. I'm leaking cum! I'm shooting it! I'M FUCKING SHOOTING!"
He held on tightly as he rammed his cock into her throat as far as he could go and his cock suddenly erupted with what seemed like a gallon of milky white cock-cream. She didn't want to lose any of it. She wanted to swallow it, but there was just too much. She swallowed a load before she choked and started spitting the thick cum out of the corners of her mouth. She felt the sticky cum dripping over her chin and onto her tits. Still, he seemed to keep coming and she didn't know when it would ever end. She felt like she was covered in the sticky cum.
Finally he stopped with a soft sigh. She felt his prick start to get soft and he let it fall out of her mouth. He grabbed a handful of her hair and made her bend her head so that he was able to wipe himself clean.
"Was I good for you?" she asked.
"You need some practice," John answered. "But you were pretty damn good!"
"I'm glad," she whispered.
She put her face against his chest and felt the warmth of his chest hair. She could also feel his heart beating in excitement. It didn't seem to matter that he hadn't taken care of her pussy. It was enough to please him.
But John wasn't about to let her go away unhappy.
"Now it's your turn," John said softly. "I'm going to show you something I know you've never felt before!"
He meant what he said. He fell down to his knees on the hard kitchen floor and spread her legs a little farther apart. She knew that nothing would ever make her feel shameful again. Not even John's hot eyes looking right up into her pussy hole could ever make her feel ugly.
"I'm going to eat you," John said. "I'm going to gobble your sweet cunt like it's never been eaten before."
His words made her feel as weak as a new-born kitten. He moved his face between her legs and she could feel his hot breath blowing on her pussy. It made her jump with pleasure. She tried to close her legs but he held them apart.
"Don't worry, baby," he told her. "It only tickles for a little while. Then it starts to feel good!"
He moved his face closer. For the first time a man's lips touched the tender lips of her cunt. He was right. Nothing felt better than his hot lips pressed so snugly against her cunt. He didn't move. He just rested his lips against her sensitive cuntlips.
In a little while it was she who had to move. She spread her legs wider and started pushing her cunt at his face. She felt his tongue licking at her cuntlips.
"I want to be eaten," she said softly. "Oh yes, eat me. I want to have my cunt eaten!"
She had asked for it, but she wasn't ready for the sudden tongue that rammed into her cunt. She could feel his tongue getting deep inside her. He pulled his face back and began to lick the outside of her cunt again. She grabbed hold of the back of his head and jammed his face back against her pussy.
"Don't tease me," she sobbed. "Fuck me with your tongue. I need it so bad!"
She was too close to the edge for him to tease her. He started stabbing his tongue into her pussy as fast as he could. She knew her juice was filling his mouth, and she could hear him swallowing. She had never felt anything so good!
"Suck on my clit," she moaned. "Take it in your mouth. Bite it!"
Sandra was going crazy. Especially when she felt John sucking her hard clitty between his teeth and biting down gently. It sent hot shivers all the way through her body, and she knew she couldn't last any longer. She closed her thighs tightly around his face and started bucking wildly against his tongue.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm coming!" Oh God, it feels so good. It feels so good! I can't help but love it! IT FEELS SO GOOD!"
Sandra bucked up against her stepfather's face one last time. She felt him swallowing her thick juices. He kept moving his tongue in and out of her pussy until the last shudder went through her body.
"I love it," she moaned. "Oh, John, baby. Nothing ever felt so good. Nothing ever did!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Sandra had barely gotten back into her room and stretched out on the bed when the door of her bedroom opened. Her mother came quietly into the room with a look of pure hatred on her face. "You little bitch," she said. "Mother?" Sandra asked. "What is it?" "I saw you and John," she answered. "I went downstairs and saw you."
The entire house seemed to shake as her mother slapped her face. The slap brought tears to
Sandra's eyes. She put her hand on the side of her face. Her mother had never struck her before.
"I want you out of my house, you little cunt," her mother told her. "I want you out of my house tonight."
"But where will I go?" Sandra asked. "I don't care, cunt," she answered. "Go and find yourself a man to live with. I don't give a damn. But you'll never get your hands on John again. Now get out of my fucking house."
Sandra had never seen her mother so angry. It wasn't one of those times when her mother was going to cool off in a little while. Sandra knew it was going to take a long time for her mother to get over her hurt and anger. Maybe never.
Sandra got dressed and packed a few things in a suitcase. She kept expecting John to come in, but evidently he had his own problems. She could hear her mother yelling at him.
Sandra went quietly down the stairs and outside. It was starting to rain, and she didn't know of any place she could go. She had no close relatives and she didn't want to go to any of her friend's houses. They would know why Sandra was leaving.
Sandra started walking down the street. It was well past three in the morning and everything was dark except for the few blinking lights over the new sex club. The parking lot of the club was completely deserted and Sandra didn't think it would do any harm to get in out of the rain. She stepped under the big metal roof to wait until the rain stopped and she could think of a place to go.
She hadn't been there for more than five minutes when the door opened and a man looked out. Sandra had never seen a man as good-looking as he was. He was tall and dark-haired and he flashed her a brilliant smile.
"I saw you walk up," he said. "There's no sense in your standing out in the rain. Come in." "I couldn't," she said.
"Come on," he told her. "I'm not going to bite and I'm the only one here."
Sandra had to admit that she was fascinated by the place. Besides, she didn't need to stand out in the rain. And the man did say that he was the only one. It wouldn't hurt anything. "All right," Sandra said. She followed the tall man into the dark confinement of the club. It was smelly with alcohol and smoke. There wasn't much inside the place. A dozen tables around a long ramp that led from some curtains above a stage. There was also a bar with about a million different kinds of liquor. "I'm Jim Steele," he said. "I own this place." "I've never been in any place like this," she said. "I didn't figure you looked the type. What were you standing out in the rain at three in the morning for?"
"I had to leave home suddenly," she said. "Oh," he said. Jim looked sympathetic. "I know how that is. I was kicked out of my house when I was fourteen. Sometimes it helps to have a friend close by. Would you like a drink?" "I don't drink," she answered. "A little wine won't hurt," he insisted. He poured her a glass and she sipped it slowly. It was very good. She had finished the entire glass before she realized it. He poured her another and she drank it. It made her feel a little giddy and a little brave.
"What do they do on the ramp?" she asked. Jim recognized the good girl's fascination with the seamy side of life. He usually didn't put up with it, but there was something about the gorgeous young blond that appealed to him.
"They take their clothes off, what else?" said Jim. "They strut their stuff down the ramp."
"You mean they strip all the way naked?" Sandra asked.
"Sometimes they leave their panties on. It makes it more exciting that way. Sometimes a girl gets carried away and she takes everything off."
"Don't the men get too excited?" Sandra asked, licking her tongue across her suddenly dry lips.
"That's the idea," Jim said. "They get excited and they come back for more. Now and then I let a girl take care of a really excited guy. Only when I
know there's not any cops in the place."
"You mean they do it on the stage?" Sandra asked. "In front of everybody?"
"Only now and then when a girl really takes a liking to a guy. The girls get excited up there, also. Sometimes they get an itch to really perform on the stage. If a guy has a really bad hard-on and is willing to get up there, it's OK with me." "I just can't believe that," Sandra said. It hadn't been that long ago that Sandra had been sucking her stepfather's cock and having her pussy eaten. She wouldn't have thought she could get excited so quickly after that. But it was happening as she could feel the tingling warmth spreading through her body. She wondered what kind of woman allowed a man to fuck her with an audience watching.
"You think it's interesting in here?" Jim asked. "You should see the back room."
Jim could feel his cock getting hard as he stared at the bright flush on the girl's cheeks. The little bitch was getting horny just thinking about the ramp.
"Let me show you the back rooms," Jim urged.
She was like a zombie as she took his hand and let him lead her out of the bar and into one of the back rooms. The first room was a hot bath. There was steam coming up from the water.
"This is one of the guys' favorite rooms," Jim said. "And the girls'. A lot of my girls have been really fucked in that water. They seem to love it!"
Sandra had put on pink pants and a fluffy sweater when she'd left her house. She felt Jim's hand gently touching her ass. The pink pants could not hold back the heat of his hand. She knew that something was wrong with her. She couldn't be feeling so hot so quickly. She just couldn't help it.
Jim turned her toward him and put his arms around her. He kissed her mouth. His lips felt harder, more brutal, than her stepfather's. She fought off the feelings his kisses gave her, but only for a few seconds. Then she felt herself responding by pressing her body against him.
"How about the rest of the rooms?" she asked. "We'll save them for later," Jim answered. Jim was no longer gently playing with her ass. He grabbed her asscheeks with both hands and crushed her against him. She felt his dick in his trousers.
"You're something else, baby," Jim said. "I sure am glad you came by tonight."
She had little will to resist as he peeled her fluffy sweater up from her waist and over her blond head. She was wearing a lacy black bra that set off her creamy colored tits. Her bra did little to cover her hard nipples. She heard him gasp for breath as he looked at her perfectly shaped tits. He pushed his cock against her.
"I see naked women all the time, baby," he said. "But you are really something else."
His words made her shiver and she found herself pulling him closer. She stroked the back of his neck and then his broad shoulders. He really was a handsome man and he did something for her. He was exciting in a different kind of way than her stepfather had been.
"Let's get into the water, baby," he told her. He stepped away and began to undress. He had a muscular body and he wasn't quite as hairy as her stepfather. He stopped when all he had on was his shorts.
"I'm going to let you take these off," he told her. "I bet you know a good way!"
His strong hands went to her shoulders and he was forcing her down to her knees in front of him. She saw the thick bulge pushing at his shorts and she knew he would have a good cock. She licked her dry lips. She felt his hands easily undoing her bra and pulling the bra down her arms. She let it fall to the floor.
"What a pair of fucking tits," he said. "You'd be a smash in my show!"
His hands covered her tits and he began to squeeze them. She could feel her nipples getting even harder. She bent over and put her hands on his shorts and pulled them away from his cock and down his legs. He stepped out of them. She raised her eyes to look at his fat cock. She could see that it was longer than her stepfather's and the heavy balls looked huge. She had thought her stepfather's was the biggest cock a man could have, but now she realized she was wrong.
"Give it a little kiss, baby," he told her. "Show me how much you love cock!"
His fingers kept playing with her nipples and she found it hard to refuse him anything. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock. For the second time that evening she was kissing cock. His cock had the same salty taste of her stepfather's. She found that the first time hadn't been a fluke. She was going to love sucking cock.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Do that to me. Play with my cock. Suck it. Make it hard and I'll give you a treat!"
Jim had had his cock sucked by experts. Most of the girls who worked for him were very good at sucking a man off as quickly as they could. Some of them even enjoyed it. But Jim realized he had a real cocksucker on his hands with Sandra. She had shown no hesitation when he had demanded she kiss it. There was none of the look of disgust he had sometimes seen on girls' faces. No, Sandra was the type to suck cock.
. Jim put his hands on the top of her head and coaxed her to take his cock into her mouth. He saw her red lips open and the head of his prick vanished between her lips. It was like putting his cock into hot liquid oil. He almost came right then, but he somehow stopped himself.
"That's fucking nice, cunt," he groaned. "You sure know how to take a man's prick in your mouth!"
He held her head tightly and began to slide his prick in and out of her tender lips. He didn't go fast. He wanted to enjoy the suction of her mouth and the delicious touch of her tongue.
"Play with my balls," he told her. "Use your fingers on my balls!"
She shoved her hand up the insides.of his thighs and started fingering his balls. She felt the sudden tension going through his body and she tasted his thick cum in her mouth. He wasn't coming yet, but he had a lot of thick lubricating cream. She swallowed quickly and her mouth was filled with his salty taste.
She could sense his growing excitement. He gripped the back of her head a little tighter and began to push his thick cock deeper into her mouth. She could feel the thick cockhead growing against her throat and more of his jism leaked.
Jim still wasn't ready to come, but it was with a lot of willpower that he pulled his cock out of the blond's mouth. His cock came out of her lips with a soft plop. Jim could feel a burning sensation in his balls. This sweet bitch was really getting to him.
"Let's get in the fucking water," he said. She nodded. She got off her knees and finished undressing herself. Jim felt his cock getting harder as he saw her stripping out of her pink pants and matching pink panties. Her golden pussy hairs made his mouth water.
"You've got a lot of pussy hair for a young girl," he said. "That's all right. I like a lot of pussy hair!"
Jim put his arms around her again and they kissed. They rubbed their tongues together. Jim's big hands went down to her asscheeks. She moaned as he lifted her off the ground by her ass. She could feel his stiff cock rubbing against her belly and leaving a wet trail.
"Oh God," she moaned. "You're making me hot, so hot!"
He lifted her up and put her in the hot water. It did feel steamy and delicious. In just a few seconds she could feel the tension draining out of her body. It was amazing. The water seemed to pound at her pussy and made her quiver all over. She couldn't have refused him anything.
"How do they fuck in water?" she asked. "It's easy, baby," he told her. "I'll show you!" It was amazing that only a few hours before she had been a virgin. Just yesterday. She had been saving it for her husband and she had let her stepfather fuck the shit out of her. Now she was about to let another man, a stranger, do the same thing. It made a part of her feel ashamed, but not ashamed enough to stop.
Jim took her over to the side of the hot pool and made her stand up with her back against the edge. He then lifted her so that she was sitting on the edge. He put his cock between her thighs and started letting her down slowly.
Sandra's eyes widened as she felt the first hard pressure of his cock. She hadn't thought he would fuck her this way. She had never thought about fucking standing up, but evidently that was what he was going to do.
Her weight rested against the edge of the pool as he kept easing her down until she felt his cockhead pop suddenly into the tender lips of her pussy.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "You're inside me. You're inside my cunt. You're fucking my pussy!"
He let her down and his hard cock slid all the way into her cunt. She had never felt anything so deep. It took her breath away. She found herself locking her legs around the back of his legs and slowly moving up and down.
"That feels good," she moaned. "God, that feels good. I've never felt anything like this!"
Jim was comfortable now that his cock was inside her. It felt too damn good to rush things. He was content to let her do the moving. She was excited enough so that her ass was twisting and turning like she was on fire. He could feel the walls of her cunt gripping him like fingers.
"I think you've got a snapping pussy there," he told her. "Oh shit, I think it's trying to eat me alive!"
She only laughed as she kissed his mouth again and drove her tongue wickedly between his lips. She had never felt so wanton. His cock felt so good and stiff and there wasn't any fear of their being stopped, so she could relax and enjoy it completely.
She began to bounce faster as she felt the hot fires raging through her body. She leaned forward so that her hot tits could rub against his hairy chest. She wanted his cock. She needed it. She needed as much as she could get. She felt a ripple of pleasure run up her back.
"I'm coming," she moaned savagely. "I'm going to come! Fuck, it feels good! You know how to fuck! Fuck me with your hard cock! Fuck me good with it! FUUUUUUUUCK!"
She seemed to go crazy as the wonderful spasms of pleasure shook her body. She jerked a couple of times and almost lost her balance, but somehow he kept his cock deep inside her. She leaned over and bit him on the neck as the last shuddering spasm went through her.
"Oh fuck me," she groaned. "You fuck so good. That felt so good!"
He laughed as he kept moving his cock in and out of her cunt. Her pussy felt a little sore, but she didn't rnind that. It was worth it just to feel what she had felt. Jim really knew how to use his cock to make her happy.
Jim had bent his head and he was nuzzling at her tits while he shoved his prick into her cunt. She could feel his tongue working a lather up around her nipples and she felt his teeth nipping gently. It almost got her started again. She had never met a man like Jim.
"Shoot your jism in me, baby," she moaned. "I want to feel it. I love cum. I like to feel it in my pussy. Shoot it inside me!"
Jim was moving faster, pumping in and out of her pussy as fast as he could manage. It felt so strange every time he shoved his prick into her, because she could also feel the swirling water.
"Oh fuck," Jim said. "I'm getting there, baby. I'm getting so fucking close!"
She used the last of her energy to really give Jim a ride. She started bouncing up and down as hard as she could. She felt his cock growing thicker and his hot cum leaking into her cunt.
"That's it, cunt," he moaned. "That's the way to bounce. Oh Jesus, it feels good, so fucking good! You know how to do it, babe. You know how to do it, Jesus, that feels so fucking nice. So nice!"
He crammed his prick into her deep and she felt his hot jism spurting into her pussy. She felt flooded with his thick cum. The swirling water washed it away as it dripped out of her tender cunt.
"Oh Jim," she moaned. "I've never been fucked by anyone like that. I haven't."
Jim knew he had a priceless piece of ass on his hands. She was practically a baby and there would be many things for her to learn. His sex club would make a mint if he could get a girl like this. And Jim knew what she loved. His cock would keep her in his sex club. Somehow he would convince her to perform.
"You can stay here tonight," Jim said. "I have a little apartment in back. We can talk about things in the morning.
Sandra was half asleep when Jim took her to her room and left her. She was asleep before he got out the door. She had been well satisfied for that evening, and she slept like a baby.
CHAPTER FIVE
It didn't take Jim very long to convince Sandra that she should help out in the sex club. She wouldn't be doing anything, he promised her. She would serve a few drinks and smile at the men: For that she was being paid much more than she had been making at the place she had been working. Jim even gave her such a big advance that she was able to rent a small apartment on the next block.
Sandra wasn't worried about running into her mother. Her mother wouldn't ever come into a place like the sex club, and neither would her mother's friends. So Sandra knew she would not have to face her mother's anger again.
She was glad of that because Sandra didn't want to move away from the town where she'd lived all her life. And besides, she found out that she liked the job.
Sandra expected a skimpy costume when she came to work that first afternoon. Instead, she was given a beautiful floor-length gown to wear. It was low cut, but it really didn't look any worse than her prom gown.
Sandra decided that Jim had simply made up some of that stuff he had told her. Why, the police would put Jim in jail if he actually let the women do that on stage. There were only a few customers when Sandra came out, and all eyes turned to her. She had never felt men looking at her so lustfully before, and it made her feel good. She couldn't help herself. She liked being thought of as a sexy woman.
For a while it was dull. Sandra carried drinks to the tables and tried to stay out of the way of grabbing hands. Sometimes she didn't make it, but none of the men got so grabby that she was forced to call for help.
By about nine o'clock the place had filled up and the pace was getting a little more hectic. Jim came out on the stage and announced the first dancer and there was loud applause.
The lights were turned down low and Sandra was no longer able to see to serve drinks. A nice looking redhead came out onto the stage and walked down the platform. Music was playing softly. The redhead was wearing a shimmering green dress that matched her eyes. The dress looked like it was painted on. The music grew faster and the redhead started to strip.
Sandra couldn't turn her head. This was what she thought it would be like. The loud music. The clapping hands. The hungry looks of the men in the audience. Sandra could feel ripples of pleasure going through her body as she put herself in the redhead's place. She could almost feel those eyes staring at her own body as she stripped.
"Take it off, baby," a man's rough voice shouted. "Show us those big tits."
The redhead did have a big pair of tits and she didn't mind showing them. She pulled down the front of her dress and Sandra saw the snaps where she could pull the top completely off. She was naked underneath and her huge creamy tits jiggled with every bounce.
The redhead licked her lips like she was hungry for something and then she began to rub her fingers across her hard pink nipples. Something was happening to Sandra. She could feel a wetness between her legs, soaking her panties. She knew she should stop watching this before she got too excited, but she somehow couldn't move away.
"Do you like this, baby?" a man asked. "Does watching this turn you on?"
Sandra realized that a man had walked up beside her while she wasn't watching. He put his hand around her waist and pulled her close. She could feel the hard lean lines of his body and she could smell the beer on his breath.
"I like to watch it, baby," he said. "Watching her shake her tits really turns me on."
Sandra started to get scared. She hadn't bargained for anything like this. She shook herself out of his arm and backed away from him. In minutes she had backed through the door leading to the inner rooms. She breathed a sigh of relief as she walked into the light again. Her pussy was still itching, but she had gotten away from that man.
Sandra hadn't really explored the back of the sex club, and now she started walking down the hallway. She opened a room she hadn't been in. A man and a woman were lying on a big bed. The woman was on her belly and the man was shoving his fat cock into her cunt from behind.
Sandra knew she shouldn't be watching but she couldn't stop. For a few minutes she stood in the doorway while the man shoved his fat cock in and out of the girl's pussy. Sandra could hear the young woman making sobbing noises each time his thrusting cock entered her. Sandra could even hear the steady slap of his balls against her.
"Oh my God," Sandra moaned. She stepped away and let the door close. Sandra was hotter than hell. She had seen so many things and she knew that there was plenty more to see. She walked down the hallway and opened another door. This room was empty but it was filled with mirrors.
There was also a bed and that was what Sandra needed right now. She felt weak and dizzy and she went to the bed and stretched out. Her body ached. She had always been a nice girl, and she couldn't understand why she had suddenly turned into a woman who couldn't live with fucking. She closed her eyes but she couldn't blot out all those hungry male faces.
She heard the door open. "I thought I might find you here," Jim said. "Right now it's the only room empty. What's the matter?"
"I just felt dizzy," she said.
Jim came over and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You're not dizzy. You're hot. And that's nothing to be ashamed of."
Jim put his heavy hand on her leg just above her knee and she almost screamed with pleasure. She bad never felt such wicked delight shooting through her body. It was crazy. She couldn't be feeling like this with just one touch of Jim's hand.
But she was hotter than hell! She felt his hand gently moving up her thighs. His fingers went underneath her gown and she could feel his bare fingers on her flesh. She felt his fingers touching her inner thighs. Another delightful shiver went up her spine.
"Oh, Jim," she moaned. "Lately I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel so hot all the time."
"That's all right, baby," Jim said. "You can feel hot as long as I'm around to take care of you."
Jim's hand went between her legs. He covered her pussy hole with his palm and started rubbing up and down. She couldn't help herself. She was completely at his mercy. She began to move her ass in response to his gentle touch.
"That feels good," she whispered. "Oh, Jim,, you know how to make me feel good!"
He leaned over and kissed her mouth. She darted her tongue into his open lips and started rubbing his tongue. He started to draw back his head but she didn't want him to go. She was hungry for him. She grabbed the back of his head and held him steady.
"Jim," she moaned. "Jim, you make me so hot all over!"
For a long time they just lay together with his hand between her legs and their tongues touching With each second, Sandra could feel the fires in her belly growing.
"I love it," she said. "I love the way you touch me. I love it!"
Her pussy ached and she started lifting her ass off the bed to rub against his palm. The added friction sent new shivers through her body. She could think of nothing she wanted more than his stiff cock in her cunt.
Jim took his hand away but only for a few minutes. He pulled her dress up around her waist and revealed her black panties with her pussy hair curling out the sides. He licked his lips.
"You make me hot, bitch," he told her. "You make me hotter than hell!"
His hand went back between her legs. His hungry mouth covered hers and she felt his tongue thrusting deeply, savagely between her lips. This time his kisses took her breath away.
He pushed his hand down the front of her panties and touched her bare cunt. She almost jumped off the bed. She spread her legs wide and let him rub his fingers up and down the entrance to her snatch. She could feel her juice soaking his finger.
"Sweet Jesus," she moaned. "Oh, sweet Jesus, that feels good!"
He took his hand out of her panties but this time it was only to pull her panties down her long legs, She kicked them off and spread her legs again. She felt so lewd with him looking right into the puffed-up lips of her pussy, but the lewd feeling only added excitement.
"Put your finger inside me," she moaned. "Play with my cunt. I want to feel you playing with my pussy!"
He laughed at her obvious excitement. He rubbed his hand up the inner thighs and felt her quivering. God, he'd never known a bitch to need it as bad as this one did. All he had to do was touch her and she was ready to go. She was going to make a great addition to his club once he had broken her in right.
His hand covered her pussy again. She was jumping off the bed now, trying to suck his fingers into her pussy. He wasn't ready yet. Instead, he kept rubbing his fingers up and down the entrance to her pussy and he felt her getting more excited every second. He could feel her juices making his fingers sticky.
He leaned over and pulled the top of her gown down. He revealed her luscious tits. God, she had a nice pair. They were still big and firm and virginal looking. He could chew on them all day long.
"I'm going to suck your tits, bitch," he told her. "I'm going to eat your fucking tits until you scream for mercy!"
Her hands were already buried in his hair as he lowered his face to her tits. He started by licking at one nipple like it was an ice-cream cone. He felt it growing hard under his tongue's expert touch.
He opened his mouth wider and sucked the hot nipple into his mouth. He rolled it beneath his tongue. Her hands were pulling on the back of his head as if she was desperate to get the rest of her hot titty-flesh into his mouth.
"I love it," she moaned. "I love it. Suck on my tits. Eat them good. Suck on my tits!"
His face went to her belly and she felt him licking her navel. She was desperate. She wanted his mouth on her tits. She was hot for it. She pulled at his head until he was licking at her hard nipples again. Then she felt her tit being sucked hard into his mouth. She felt her titty going deep into his throat before he spit it out and moved to the other one. She felt him sucking just as hard on this tit, and then starting to bite. It was making her crazy. She was making soft mewing sounds as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Finally she gasped as she felt two of his fingers sliding into her cunt. He left them there without moving. Her ass jumped from side to side as she tried to make his fingers move. She could feel her cunt juices dripping out on her thighs, but he still wasn't moving.
"Oh please," she sighed. "Please don't do this to me. Please make me come. Play with my pussy!"
His fingers started moving gently in and out of her pussy. She could feel the hard edge of his fingers rubbing her clitty each time he moved. Her ass was still responding with a wild jerking. She needed it more than she needed anything. She found herself opening her legs wider and begging him to stab his fingers deeper inside her. She was behaving like a whore, and loving it. Jim got off the bed again and slowly pulled his clothes off. His slow pace was driving her crazy. She was rubbing her thighs together in hunger as she saw him pull his shorts down over his thick prick. He rubbed his hand across his thick cock and she saw it grow harder.
"Get on your hands and knees," he told her. "Show me how much you worship my prick!"
She didn't hesitate. She was so hot that she would do anything to please him. She jumped up on her hands and knees so that she was level with his cOck. He moved forward and his cum-tipped cockhead was pressed against her lips. She started licking it.
"That's the way, baby," he said. "You learn fast. You know what a man likes. Lick my cock, cunt! Lick it good. Show me what you like most of all!"
Her long pink tongue was going all over his cock. She could taste his salty cum on her tongue, and she didn't mind the strong flavor. In fact, she loved it. She moved her tongue down to his balls and started covering them with her saliva. She had him dripping wet in seconds. She raised her head.
"I don't know why I like sucking cock so much," she said. "I just can't help myself."
He laughed as he pulled her head back down to his prick. Her warm mouth covered the head of his prick. It was so damn nice. He watched her as she started bobbing her head. She had her hair pulled back with one hand and he could see her wet lips covering his cock over and over. He could see her pink tongue working.
"God, you're a natural cocksucker," he moaned. "Nobody can suck a fucking cock the way you can!"
His words seemed to make her work harder. Her tongue was licking quickly up and down his cock. He could feel a hot pressure in his balls and he knew he was almost ready to shoot. He pulled her head back. She acted like an animal deprived of its supper. She tried to jerk his hands away so she could suck at his cock again.
"Take it easy, baby," he told her. "Just take it easy. You're going to get all my fucking cock that you can handle. Just take it easy!"
Now he pushed her back on the bed. He could tell by the sudden light in her eyes that she could tell she was going to get fucked. He stretched out beside her and put his lips on one of her hard nipples. He sucked it slowly into his mouth, his teeth biting roughly. He felt her hands on the back of his head.
"I need your cock," she moaned. "I need your hot cock. Give it to me please!"
He rolled over on top of her and she spread her legs in hunger. Again she got that whorish feeling as she felt his hands going underneath her to grip her ass. He lifted her off the bed and her thighs spread even farther apart. She felt his wet cockhead moving up between her legs. She felt his prick juice rubbing against the inside of her thighs.
"You feel so hard," she whispered. "That's nice. Your cock feels so hard. That feels so good to me!"
He moved forward slowly and she felt his cockhead pressing against her cuntlips. She hunched herself against him and she felt his cockhead spreading her cuntlips apart. His cock started sliding into her. She felt stretched by his thickness. She didn't mind that. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back.
"Get it into me," she moaned savagely. "Get into me deep. Fuck my pussy hard!"
He still moved slowly. He drove his prick half into her and then pulled back again. She wanted it all. She was bucking against his cock like a wild woman. She tried to draw it all into her, but he was teasing her.
"Put your cock in me," she moaned. "Put it all the way in me. Don't tease me anymore! Oh God, don't tease me!"
He quit teasing her. He shoved his fat prick all the way into her cunt and she shuddered all over her body. He pulled back and then rammed into her again. He rested for a few minutes before he started the gentle in and out motion that drove her so crazy.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That's what I wanted. That's what I need. Fuck me like that!"
They were both so excited that it didn't take long to turn them into animals. They began to pound their bodies at one another. Sandra didn't think she had ever been fucked so good as she was fucked that time. She kept closing her eyes and pretending she was the redhead who was taking off all her clothes. That made her pussy even hotter. "Harder," she cried. "Fuck me harder!" He couldn't have fucked her much harder. He was driving his prick into her pussy with such force that it threatened to tear her in half. She could feel his knob rubbing against her clitty each time he thrust. This was it. This was the way she liked to be fucked.
"That's so nice!" she cried. "You're going to make me come. Your hot cock is making me come. You don't know how nice that is. It feels so good, God, it feels so good, so good!" Her ass jerked with the hot spasms that shot through her body. She could feel his hands gripping her harder as the sweet pleasure filled her. She knew her juices had soaked the bedsheets. She couldn't ever remember coming so much.
Now his cock was making wet sounds as he thrust into her. She could feel him driving his cock into her faster. His balls slapped her so hard that she was afraid she would be bruised. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down closer so that her tits were mashed flat against his hairy chest.
"Come in me," she moaned. "Shoot your cum in me, Jim. I love your hot cum! I love to suck it and fuck it!"
Jim lost complete control. He started slamming his cock into her. She could feel his prick growing fatter and his jism was leaking into her.
"Come in me," she whispered. "I want to feel your cum, Jim. I want to feel it so bad!"
"Bitch," he groaned. "Bitch, you're going to feel it. I'm going to give you a gallon. I'm going to shoot a fucking gallon of cum in your twat! I'm going to fuck your ass off, cunt! Fuck your fucking ass off!"
He rammed into her again and she felt his wet cum shooting into her pussy hole. She started moving her ass up and down on the bed so that her pussy sucked every drop of his jism. Finally his cock went hmp and he slipped out of her cunt.
Sandra laughed at the sudden thought that she had spent her first night on the job fucking the boss.
She was really going to like this job.
CHAPTER SIX
Sandra had been working at the sex club for three months before Jim called her into his office. She wasn't sure what she'd done wrong, but she was nervous about going. Jim had fucked her plenty of times in the past three months, but she'd never been called into that inner office. Sandra understood that in the inner office nothing went on but business.
Jim was working on some papers when she came in. She was dressed in her long gown and she waited until he looked up. He had a worried look.
"Vicky has just called," he said. "She's going to be out sick. She's caught a virus or something."
Vicky was the redhead that Sandra had watched that first night. Sandra knew that Vicky was the special warm-up act, to get the men ready for the things to come later. Sandra also knew that Vicky was the best-looking woman in the club, besides herself.
"I'm sorry to hear that," Sandra said. "I've got to have a warm-up act," Jim said. "Won't any of the other girls do it?" Sandra asked.
"They'd be plenty willing," Jim said. "But none of them are pretty or talented enough. It has to be someone special. Somebody like you."
Sandra was shocked, even though she'd had the feeling that this was coming. She had known that Jim wanted to put her on the stage, but she'd always backed away. Now it was a business concern. The first act was very important.
"I told you before," Sandra said. "I just couldn't do that."
"You've seen the act," Jim pointed out. "You could do it."
"I couldn't take my clothes off in front of all those men," Sandra said. "I've done a lot of things wrong but I just couldn't do that."
"I need you, Sandra," he said. "I need you to do this."
Sandra felt tears stinging in her eyes. She didn't want to turn Jim down. He had been such a friend to her. She had enough money saved so that she could goto college and take a secretary course. She knew she could make good. Jim had been responsible for that. She hated to turn him down, but she just couldn't.
"I'm sorry, Jim," she said.
"Then you're through working for me, bitch," Jim said.
"If that's the way you want it," Sandra answered.
Jim found it hard to believe that Sandra walked out his door. He had waited too long. Sandra was a lot more confident than she'd been when she had first walked into his club.
The little bitch really thought she was going to walk out on him. Jim smiled. He had been nice to her up until now, but now was the time to take the kid gloves off. She had been paid for and now she was going to come through for him.
Jim picked up the phone and spoke into it for a few seconds. There was a line outside at the club where he knew that Alex Canady had been waiting for his call. Alex and Scott were two young men that he kept around the club for insurance. Their official title was bouncer, but they only sometimes handled a drunk. Their real job was to keep the girls in line. Some of them got a little particular about what a client liked sometimes. They might not like having a cock stuffed into their mouth or asshole, and the boys would have to talk to them.
Now they were going to teach Sandra a little lesson.
"Don't mark her up," Jim said. "I want her pretty for the show tonight!"
"Right, boss," Alex said, and put down the phone. He smiled at the younger man who stood beside him. They were both squat and muscular and they looked as tough as they were. "The boss wants us to have a talk with the little blonde cunt." "I've been waiting for this," Scott said. Sandra was just zipping up her skirt when the two men walked into her dressing room. She looked up in surprise. None of the girls ever came into the dressing room, and she was never bothered by anyone but Jim. She didn't know these two men.
She was dressed in her skirt and bra but she didn't try to cover up. The bra was big enough to cover her ample tits.
Something about the two men frightened her.
"What do you want here?" she asked.
"We came to talk to you," Scott said. "About the contract you signed with Jim!"
"I didn't sign any contract," she said.
"Oh, you signed a contract, bitch," Alex told her. "The first dollar you took from him meant you'd signed up with us. Now you're going to earn your money."
Sandra didn't know what these two men were talking about but she knew she was getting more frightened of them by the minute. Both of them had a look she didn't like.
She reached down and picked up her blouse. Scott crossed the room in seconds. He snatched the blouse from her hand and gave a little shove. She went tumbling backwards over a chair. Her skirt flipped up over her creamy thighs and gave the men quite a view. She pulled it down quickly.
"The boss said not to mark her up too bad," Alex said.
"I'm not going to mark her up," Scott said. "The little bitch is going to learn quickly. Aren't you, bitch!"
"Get out of here," she said. "Leave me alone!"
"You're not learning, bitch," Scott said.
Scott picked her up off the floor and then pushed her against the wall. He twisted her arm up behind her and she had never known such pain. She almost blacked out.
He held her firmly with one hand while he peeled her skirt up to her waist with the other. She didn't know what he was doing until she felt the hard flesh of his prick against her inner thighs.
"Please don't do this," Sandra begged. Sandra could never remember being so frightened of a man. Scott seemed to handle her easily, as if she was a small child instead of an adult woman. "Shut up, bitch," Scott said. He held her tightly as he began rubbing his cock up and down the soft creamy flesh between her thighs. She had never been treated like this before. "Remember not to bruise her up," Alex said. "Goddamn it," Scott said. "I'm not going to hurt the bitch. I'm not going to hurt her bad, anyway."
Scott put his arms around her. His hands grasped her tits. She could feel the strong heat of his fingers through the bra material. She tried to twist away but she was held tightly.
"Feel this, bitch," he said, rubbing his cock hard against her. She could even feel his swollen prick getting a little harder and some of his jism leaking out on her thighs. "It's not the first one you've felt. You'd better get used to them, bitch. You'd better get used to them!"
He savagely turned her around and pressed her back against the wall. His mouth covered hers and she felt his tongue brutally thrusting against her lips. She tried to fight it but he kept stabbing his tongue deep into her mouth until she was gasping for breath.
He grabbed her by a handful of her thick hair and he made her go down on her knees in front of him.
"Look at my cock, bitch," Scott said. "Worship it. I'm going to make you suck it and worship it until you learn your place!"
He grabbed the back of her head tightly and forced her face to his swollen cock. Before she had enjoyed sucking cock. But now it was different. Now she was being forced to suck cock, and it somehow seemed repulsive. She felt his prickhead press against her lips and she started trying to turn her head.
"Goddamn it, bitch," Scott said. He grabbed her by the throat and began to squeeze. In seconds she was gasping for breath. He released her and let her breathe and then he started squeezing again.
"You'd better start doing what I fucking say," Scott said. "You'd better do it or you're going to get hurt bad!"
She dimly remembered that Scott had promised not to hurt her, but somehow she believed what he was saying now. He was about to lose his temper and he would hurt her if he did.
She tried to relax as she let her lips touch the end of his cock again. He put his hands back in her hair. She forced herself to open her mouth and cover the head of his cock. He had a much stronger taste than any cock she had ever tasted. She almost gagged on it. She felt Scott pressing a little harder on the back of her head.
"Come on, bitch," he said. "You're mine now. Take it in your mouth all the fucking way. Show me how much you love my cock!"
She kept from gagging as she opened her mouth wider and took his swollen prick all the way into the back of her throat. She felt his slimy cockhead leaking on her tongue and down her throat. Again she almost gagged on it.
"That's the way, bitch," he said. "I knew you could suck cock. Go ahead and chomp on it, cunt!"
He reached behind her back and easily unhooked her bra straps. He jerked her bra away and let her tits bounce free. He moved one hand down to caress her tits as she sucked his cock.
"Now move your head back and forth," he demanded. "That's it, bitch. Let me fuck your sweet mouth like this. You're not a bad cocksucker once you start trying!"
The thickness of his cock filled her mouth. She could feel his cockhead stabbing so deep that it almost felt like he was getting down into her belly. She knew there was no sense in trying to spit his cock out anymore. She kept up the fast back-and-forth pace that he wanted, and all the time she could see the other man standing across the room, rubbing the front of his trousers.
"Use your tongue some more, cunt," he said. "Yeah, that's the way. Now you're using your talent."
He moved both his hands around her tits, rubbing his fingers across her hard nipples. She didn't want to get excited, but somehow his brutal treatment of her was making her excited. She found herself moving her head without his hand to guide her.
"Take it all, cunt," he moaned. "Take every fucking inch of it!"
She could feel it growing and she knew it wouldn't be long before he was shooting his wad into her mouth. She was ashamed of herself because she was enjoying sucking his cock so much, but she couldn't seem to stop excitedly gobbling his prick.
"Look at this cunt, Alex," Scott said. "Look at her sucking on my joint. She knows how to use her tongue. I bet her pussy's getting wet just from sucking on my prick!"
He pushed her away and stood with his hands on his hips. Sandra made no attempt to get up off her knees. She only wanted to do what this man wanted and get it over with. Sandra had never been frightened of anyone in her life, but she was frightened of this man.
"You do a good job, cunt," he said. "Now get off the floor and strip your clothes off. I want to see you naked. I want to see what the fuck you've got!"
She felt like she was burning with fever as she got up off the floor. It took her only a few minutes to finish the job of undressing. She sensed that the two men liked what she had.
Scott put his arms around her and pulled her close. This time she didn't resist as he stabbed his tongue between her lips a couple of times. She felt his hands moving down to stroke her ass. She didn't want to feel anything, but again she felt that hot flesh between her legs. She closed her thighs together but that didn't help. She hoped he didn't put his hands between her legs and feel how hot she was.
"Are you scared of me, cunt?" Scott asked.
"Yes," Sandra answered.
"Then you'd better remember that and do everything I tell you to do. Now I want you to undress me. Treat me good, bitch!"
He almost laughed to see how quickly this cunt tried to undress him. He wished she was a little braver. It was always more fun breaking the stubborn ones. But the resistance had gone out of Sandra quickly.
She went down on her knees again as she pulled off his shoes, trousers and shorts. She was careful with his shorts as she pulled them down over his fat cock.
"Now turn around," he said. "Put your hands against the wall and bend your body so I can fuck your pussy from behind. Just like a dog."
He could tell that he had humiliated her even more and that was what he wanted. He wanted the little big-titted bitch to know her place. She was blushing as she turned around to face the wall. She bent forward in an awkward position. "Move that ass out more," he said. She moved as he wanted until he had her bent almost double in what had to be a very uncomfortable position. He didn't give a goddamn about how comfortable she was. All he was after was to teach her her place.
"That's right, cunt," he said. "That's right where I want you!"
He gave her no warning. He stepped up behind her and thrust his thick cock all the way up into her wet snatch. He felt her cunt walls closing around his cock. He knew he was going to like her tine pussy. She was still young and tight.
"Now you'd better move that sweet ass," he said. "I don't want to fuck no woman who just stays still. I want a little movement. Move, you goddamn cum-sucking whore!"
Sandra was so humiliated. She had never been made to do anything like this before. She fought back the tears as she started moving her ass as he wanted. His cock was deep inside her, so deep that she could feel his cockhead in her belly. She started pulling against the wall and then pushing backwards. This way he didn't have to move and she was riding his cock back and forth. She knew he would like that. He reached around and grabbed her tits and kept his body pressed, tightly against her.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "I knew the first time I looked at you that you knew how to fuck. Stick it to me!"
He gripped her tits hard and he began to slam his fat prick into her cunt. He wasn't gentle. He rammed her as hard as he could. She could feel the jarring impact of his balls each time he thrust. There was none of the style of Jim or her stepfather. Scott was simply using her as a man would use a whore. She knew that the only thing he cared about was his own pleasure.
"You know how, baby," he moaned. "You fucking know how. Move that sweet ass. Move it!"
She was getting more and more uncomfortable, but she knew she wouldn't stop until he did. Her fucking movements were laced with fear. She wanted to make Scott happier than she had ever made any man. She wanted Scott content so he would not hurt her.
Scott started fucking her with quick, rabbit strokes. She could feel his swollen cock getting harder and longer and she started feeling some of his dripping cumjuice. She started moving faster. She wanted Scott to come in her cunt.
"I'm almost fucking there, bitch," he groaned. "I'm almost fucking there! Shit, it feels so good. It feels so fucking good. I'm almost fucking there! Oh Jesus, it feels good!"
He rammed her again and she started feeling his wet cum spraying the insides of her cunt. His cum seemed to touch every part of her cunt and wet her creamy thighs.
"You fucking sweet bitch," he said. "You know how to give a fuck to a man!"
She felt Scott's cock slipping out of her and she gave a sigh of relief. She started to raise up but instead she felt other hands on her back forcing her back down. She was back in the same uncomfortable position. She turned her head and saw the other man, Alex, standing behind her with his cock in his hand.
"You're not done yet, bitch," he said. "Oh no," she said. "Not again!" "You tried to walk out on the boss," he said. "You shouldn't have done that. This is a nice way to teach a lesson. We could have broken your arms and legs and ripped up that pretty face!"
Sandra felt a moment of horror. She realized that these men meant exactly what they said. She would have to go along with Jim or all those things would happen to her.
She felt Alex's cock pressing her back and then her legs. Then she felt his cockhead nestled in the juicy plumpness of her pussy. He thrust hard and she felt his cock slide all the way into her cunt. She felt the snug pressure of his balls.
"Shit, this is nice," Alex said. "You've got a nice cunt, baby. Nice and tight!"
Alex started fucking her with a slow, steady pace. He seemed to like the feeling of his cock rubbing against her cuntlips before he thrust.
"Don't take all night," Scott said. "It's getting late."
Alex understood and he began to pound her pussy as hard as he could. It was a shame to waste a good piece of ass like this, but he had to be finished before the evening show started. The idea was to have the little blonde bitch on the stage then.
That was all right. It had been a while and he could already feel the swollen aching in his balls. He increased his pace and he could feel the cum shooting up from his balls and through his cock.
"This is fucking nice," he cried. "Fucking nice. Move that sweet ass, baby. Move that sweet ass! Feel me come. Feel me fucking come!"
He stabbed deep into her pussy hole and his cum started shooting. He relaxed as all of his hot cum was milked from his cock by her moving pussy. She really was tight. It was a damn shame to rush a piece of ass like hers, but he was sure he would get another chance.
He finally pulled his cock out of her pussy and wiped it on her puss,.hairs .
"Now you put on Vicky's outfit,"Alex said softly. "We'll expect you out on the stage in fifteen minutes.'
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sandra was dressed in Vicky's costume and she was standing on the stage looking at the sea of lusting faces. She had seen most of these men in the past few weeks. She had waited on them. But this was different. This time she was going to walk out on the ramp and take her clothes off. She was going to get completely naked in front of those men.
Sandra was afraid. She wasn't afraid that she couldn't do Vicky's routines. There was nothing complicated about the way Vicky danced. It was just a little movement to the rhythm of the music. There was nothing hard about that.
And it really didn't frighten her to be naked in front of the men. She knew that the men could do nothing to her. They couldn't even reach her up on the stage. They could only reach her if she bent over, as Vicky sometimes did, and let her tits sway closer to the grasping fingers. No, Sandra wasn't frightened of being hurt physically. She was actually afraid that she might enjoy it too much!
There had been so many times that Sandra had been barely able to keep her eyes off Vicky when the redhead had been going through her routine. And all those times had made Sandra wonder if she might not enjoy getting up there on stage and taking off her clothes. Even the thought made her tingle.
Sandra heard the music start. Her music. She was tempted not to go out there, tempted to try and escape. Then she remembered the easy way the two men had so brutally fucked her and she knew they would be able to find her anywhere. She would never be able to get away from those two.
No, she would have to stay and do as they wanted.
Sandra took a deep breath as she walked out on stage. She heard the loud applause of the men who recognized her. She started swaying to the slow music.
"Hey, Sandra," someone shouted. "Let's get it on. Show us your tits. I bet you've got some nice ones."
Other men joined in the shouting, but Sandra took her time. She had her eyes closed and she was trying not to think about all those men in front of her. She was pretending she was back in her bedroom playing her striptease game in front of her mirror.
Slowly the applause and jeering died down. The men seemed to recognize they were watching something special. Sandra looked so innocent. It was like they had suddenly been allowed into a young girl's bedroom.
Sandra swayed a little faster and she reached behind her to unhook the top of the gown. She let it fall slowly so that her grapefruit-sized tits came teasingly into view. She kept it above her nipples for a few seconds before she dropped it. She loosened a few of the buttons and let it fall to the floor. She heard the gasps of breath as the men admired her perfectly shaped tits. It was happening to her. She didn't want it to happen but she could feel the warm heat growing in her belly. She felt a dryness in her throat. "Jesus Christ," someone said. "What a pair." Sandra kept her tits bobbing to the music. She slid down the zipper of her skirt and stepped out of it. It was hard to appear sexy as she stepped out of her skirt, but somehow she managed it. She was dressed in only her panties and high-heeled shoes.
"Shake it, baby," a man said. "Shake that body!"
She reached up and let the band out of her hair and her long golden hair fell around her shoulders. She began to dance faster and she could feel the fires growing in her.
She couldn't fight it. She was enjoying this. All those men's eyes were like a thousand cocks raping her. She was getting sticky with her sweat but somehow she was thinking that it was the cum of all those men squirting on her.
"Take the panties off, baby," a man shouted. "Take those panties off and show us your cunt!"
She was peeling her wet panties down her legs. She dropped them off the ramp into a grasping hand just as she'd seen Vicky do a thousand times. She then did something else she'd seen Vicky do. Something she'd never dreamed she'd be capable of.
She went down on her knees and leaned closer to the men. She felt what seemed like a thousand fingers grasping and pulling roughly at her tits, fingers rubbing her hard nipples.
It was hard to draw back. She jumped up and started dancing again. This time the music was wild and furious. She could feel her hair flying around her face as she danced. She felt like a wild woman dancing around the fire, waiting for some man to come and fuck her senseless. She wouldn't have cared if some man had jumped up on the stage right then.
The music stopped and the stage went black. It left Sandra standing there breathing in and out, feeling the hot flush of desire all over her body. She felt a hand on her arm.
"Come along, cunt," Scott said. "We leave you out here much longer and, those men are going to be jumping up here raping you!"
Sandra felt strange as she walked off the stage. Her body was burning with hunger. She felt tired and humiliated. She felt like she had been used. But she had never felt so randy. She found herself rubbing her tits against Scott's arm.
"Easy, baby," he said. "I've already had mine for tonight. You've got better things in store for you!"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
Scott led her to the hot-bath room and opened the door. There were three or four men and a couple of girls already in the bath. Sandra felt strangely proud as the men looked up at her. None of them knew her, but she knew she had a better body than any of the girls.
"Just relax and enjoy yourself," Scott told her, as he patted her ass. "You deserve a rest and some fun after that performance. You've got every man in the house buying drinks just to have a cool place to stick his dick!"
Scott laughed at his own joke and he left her standing there. She started feeling a little uncomfortable. She walked over and got into the hot pool. She could feel the warm water swirling around her heated body and actually cooling her off.
A man got into the water and moved over beside her. She had never seen him before.
"Welcome to the party, honey," he said. "I'm Alan Krebs. That's my wife Diane."
Sandra nodded to a dark-haired young woman sitting on the edge of the pool. She was naked, like everyone else, and she had her legs slightly parted. Diane was showing her cuntlips.
"You're a good-looking woman," Alan said. "Thank you," she answered. She didn't expect Alan to put his arms around her, but he did. He kissed her mouth. She struggled a little, but then relaxed. She was too hot to fight with him. Her body tingled too much.
She pressed herself against him so that her swollen tits mashed against his chest. She thrust her tongue between his lips and started rubbing it against his. She felt the pressure of his teeth against her mouth. She felt his hands going down her back and grabbing her ass like he was never going to let go.
She could do nothing but move closer and she felt the hard pressure of his cock caught against her belly. It was so big and hard, and she suddenly knew that she needed that cock more than she had ever needed anything in her life.
"I'm so hot," she whispered, her tongue licking his cheek and inside his mouth. "I want to be fucked. I want to feel that big cock of yours in my pussy."
To prove her point Sandra reached down and grabbed his cock. She felt it pulsating against her fingers. She squeezed it tighter and began working her fingers up and down.
"Jesus Christ," Alan said. "You hot little bitch. You sweet fucking piece of ass!"
He was pushing her backwards against the walls of the hot bath. He lifted her slightly and she felt his cock thrusting up between her legs. She was already wet and ready for him. His thick prick slipped inside her easily.
"Oh fucking Jesus," Alan groaned. "Good, so fucking good!"
Sandra thought about his wife and she turned her head. Diane wasn't worried about what was going on. She was watching with excited eyes and her hand had covered her cunt mound. Sandra could actually see Diane's fingers working inside her wet pussy.
"Fuck her good, Alan," Diane moaned. "Show her how a good fuck can feel!"
Alan pressed her a little harder against the poolside and he began to buck up against her. She felt his hot prick moving in and out of her hungry cunt. She needed it. God, how she needed it. She had wanted to be fucked a thousand times as she stood on that stage.
Sandra knew this was going to be a quickie for her. She had been fucked already twice that evening and the time she'd been on the stage had added fuel to her fires.
The hot friction of his hard cock rubbing her clitty each time he pushed his cock into her was almost more than she could take. She started bouncing a little faster and rubbing her hard nip-pies against his hairy chest. She bent forward and flattened her big tits against him. She sucked his tongue into her mouth.
She could really feel him growing as he pounded his cock into her. That was what she wanted. She didn't want any teasing. She wanted to be fucked like an animal, ripped apart savagely with a stiff cock.
"Jesus," she moaned. "I'm going to come. Oh Jesus, it feels so good! Your cock is making me come! It's making me come! Oh Jesus, FUCK!"
She felt like her body was going to rip apart as the sweet spasms rocked her. It was what she needed so badly. She kept riding up and down on his fat cock until the last pleasure spasm left her body. Then she relaxed against him.
"Oh, I needed that," she whispered. "You don't know how much I needed that!"
He was still pounding her cunt and somehow she found the energy to make the movements that would give him pleasure. She could feel his swollen cockhead still brushing her clitty each time he thrust. Now it made her feel ticklish, and she changed position. He started ramming her faster.
"Come on and come, baby," she whispered. "Come on and shoot your cum inside me. Cum!"
She grabbed his asscheeks hard and she felt him thrust one last time between her legs. She felt his prick growing and she got ready for the hot gush of cum.
"Bitch," he moaned. "Oh, you sweet bitch! I've never had pussy like this. It makes me so hot and good! Move your ass, bitch! Move your sweet ass! Do it, bitch! GOD, DO IT!"
His prick was wildly spewing cum into her cunt and she didn't let go of his asscheeks. Her finger-nails dug into the flesh of his ass while he filled her cunt with cum.
"Ummm," she moaned. "That feels good, sugar. So good!" Sandra opened her eyes and looked around the pool. She saw that the other couples had gotten into the act. One man was standing at the edge of the pool while he ate a girl out who was sitting on the steps. Another man was driving his prick into the girl's mouth and she was sucking on it with obvious delight.
Another girl, a long-legged redhead, was now bent over the table, getting a good seven-inch cock in her asshole. Sandra had never seen anyone get fucked like that, and she caught her breath.
She wondered if it were painful, and she decided it had to be. Yet, the young woman seemed to be enjoying it. Her mouth was open and she was licking her lips. She looked lewd as hell and Sandra could feel a little tickle in her cunt again.
Sandra lifted herself out of the pool and sat on the edge. She couldn't stop watching the lewd, animal-like acts going on in the room. She didn't notice when Diane came over and sat down beside her. She was startled when she felt Diane tapping her on the shoulder.
"It's quite a show, isn't it?" Diane asked.
"Oh yes," Sandra answered. "I've never seen anything quite like it."
"You should see them when they really get warmed up," Diane said. "It's amazing."
Diane leaned over and put a hand on Sandra's knee. It made Sandra feel a little strange. Diane's fingers felt as strong as a man's, and yet there was something soft about them. For some reason it frightened Sandra.
"You and my husband put on quite a show yourselves," Diane said.
"Did we?" Sandra asked.
"You know you did. I got all hot and bothered watching you!"
Diane's fingers moved slowly up and down on Sandra's leg. Diane had never been touched that way by another woman. It was really making her feel odd. She suddenly wondered if Diane could be one of those women she had only read about. Perhaps Diane liked other women.
"Maybe I'd better go now," Sandra said.
"Don't hurry," Diane said. "You know it got me kind of hot and bothered watching. Really hot!"
Sandra knew it was about to happen. She could feel Diane moving closer so that her legs pressed against Sandra's. Diane moved her hand all the way up Sandra's thigh. Sandra could feel the small fingers rubbing against her pussy hair.
"I like you," Diane said. "I like you a lot!"
Diane moved closer. She was wearing some kind of expensive perfume that made Sandra's head feel funny. She felt Diane's other hand stroking her head and then turning her face so that their lips could touch. The kiss was short and sweet. Diane moved her hand all the way up between Sandra's legs. Her hand covered the silky pussy hairs between Sandra's legs. Diane started stroking the cum-covered cuntlips. Sandra could feel the hot tingle of delight moving through her body at the touch of those fingers.
'Don't do that," Sandra said. Diane's fingers kept stroking. Sandra started to move away, but found she didn't have the energy. Besides, the slowly working fingers felt good. She found herself spreading her legs a little wider as a finger slid inside. "You shouldn't do that," Sandra said. Two fingers slipped into Sandra's cunt. Sandra's clit was suddenly hard as she breathed in soft gasps. She hadn't thought she could get so turned on just having a woman's fingers working inside her pussy.
Sandra heard other women gasping around the pool. The woman bent over the table was starting to come. She was thrashing around like she was crazy. The man pounding her ass was driving his prick into her as hard as he could.
"Give it to me!" she was screaming. "Fuck my asshole! Stick your cock in my asshole! FUCK MY ASSHOLE!"
The woman was thrashing a little wilder and Sandra could see her opening and closing her mouth in excitement. Finally her body quit trembling. Sandra gasped as she realized that fingers were no longer playing in her pussy, but Diane had found something else to do. Diane was kissing along Sandra's thighs.
This was something she really had not expected to happen. She felt Diane's tongue licking her thighs. Diane moved over so that she was lying stretched out between Sandra's creamy thighs.
"Have you ever had a woman eat your pussy?" Diane asked.
"No," Sandra answered.
"Then you're in for a treat," Diane said.
Diane moved up between her thighs. For the first time, Sandra felt a woman's lips pressed against her cunt. She closed her thighs a little closer together as she felt the wicked delight rushing through her. She felt her juices leaking into Diane's mouth.
Sandra knew Diane was also tasting her husband's cum as she licked inside Sandra's cunt. Sandra looked around the pool again. She saw the woman who had been getting fucked in the asshole was now standing on her feet. She was holding a man's face against her cunt, and Sandra knew she was feeling the same delicious tingles that Sandra was feeling.
"Eat me, Diane," Sandra moaned. "Eat my cunt!"
Diane's tongue was thrusting in and out of Sandra's pussy hole. Sandra put her hands on the back of Diane's head. She started pulling Diane's face closer to her moist cunt. She felt Diane's tongue brushing over her clitty and then sucking the hard clit into her mouth. Diane began sucking as hard as possible. Sandra could also feel Diane's tongue jabbing at her cut.
"Oh Jesus," Sandra moaned. "Jesus, I'm coming! I'm coming again. It feels goddamned good! It feels so good! Suck me, Diane! SUCK MY PUSSY!"
Sandra began to jerk with pleasure and her juices started drenching Diane's mouth. She could hear Diane making sucking noises and she knew that Diane was swallowing her juice.
"I love that," Sandra moaned. "I love that. It feels so good!"
Diane kept her swallowing motions up until Sandra quit coming. Sandra finally quit moving about. She lay back and closed her eyes. She was completely exhausted.
And she had never felt so good.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sandra had no idea how long she'd been asleep. She opened her eyes and found that she was still stretched out by the hot pool. Now she was by herself, and it was a lot darker. Evidently it was late and the lights had been turned off.
Sandra wondered if she was alone in the club. She was still naked and she didn't like the thought of walking around without any clothes on. She could find nothing but a towel in the pool room and she carefully wrapped it around herself.
She walked out into the hallway and found that it was as dark as the poolroom. She heard a noise and she walked toward it. Surely Jim wouldn't have closed up the club and gone home with her still sleeping by the pool?
But that was what had happened. The front door was closed and locked. The lights were turned off. She heard the noise again and she walked back into the hallway. She started opening doors and looking inside.
Some of the doors she had never opened before. She found everything interesting. There were plenty of beds and comfortable-looking couches that could be used for nothing else but fucking. There was also a movie room with a wide screen. Sandra wondered what kind of movies they showed and she grinned. She didn't have to wonder. She knew what kind of movies would be shown in a sex club.
Sandra had never seen a fuck movie before. She didn't think anything could be as exciting as what had happened to her that evening, but she was not sleepy and it would be something to pass the time.
She went to one of the comfortable-looking chairs in front of the screen near the projector table. She knew how to operate it. She flipped a switch and the images started.
She recognized Vicky immediately. Vicky was doing her act on the stage as she'd done a thousand times. It was almost dull after having watched it as many times as Sandra had. Sandra almost yawned as she watched the redhead strip her clothes off and start showing her cunt to the men.
But then something different happened and Sandra was immediately interested. A man had jumped on to the stage and was walking toward Vicky. Vicky opened her mouth in a scream but the man reached her before she could scream again.
Vicky started kicking and scratching but the man slapped her hands away and punched her in the stomach. Vicky went kind of pale and she bent over. Nobody was trying to stop the man as he grabbed Vicky by her long red hair and forced her down to her knees.
Sandra knew it was no act. Vicky was scared. Her lips were trembling as she knelt in front of the man. He held her hair bunched up in one hand while he unzipped his pants with the other. He fished out a long, stiff cock with a massive cockhead. He started rubbing the cockhead against Vicky's lips.
Sandra couldn't take her eyes off the screen and she felt that tickling in her pussy again. Sandra knew there had to be something wrong with her. She had been fucked three times that evening and she had been eaten out by a gorgeous woman.
And yet just looking at fuck-flicks made her horny. Except that this wasn't any regular fuck-flick. Vicky didn't want to go along with the program, but the man was forcing her. He had tired of just rubbing his massive dickhead against her mouth. Now he was thrusting forward with his hips.
Vicky didn't want to open her mouth. She kept looking around for someone to help her, but nobody did. The man grabbed her by her nose and by her throat. He forced her head back. In seconds she was gasping for breath. Her mouth opened and he stabbed his thick cock between her legs.
"Don't fight it, Vicky," Sandra said softly as her own fingers started gently massaging between her legs. "Enjoy it. Suck his beautiful cock!"
Again Sandra heard that noise, but she paid no attention to it. She was too interested in what was happening on the screen. Vicky had her mouth opened wide and the man was stabbing his prick deep into her mouth. Vicky looked like she was in pain. Sandra wondered why. Sandra admitted to herself that she wouldn't be feeling pain if she had that beautiful prick to suck.
"Oh God," Sandra moaned softly. "Oh God, why am I so horny all the time?"
Sandra moved her hands up her inner thighs and underneath the towel. She couldn't help the heat that made her pussy tingle. She started to rub her fingers up and down the entrance to her snatch. On the screen the man was driving his cock into Vicky's mouth. Sandra could tell by the wild bucking of his hips that he was getting very close. Suddenly he was pulling his cock out of Vicky's mouth and his hot cum was spraying the redhead in the face. Sandra could see the hot rivers of cum running down both sides of the redhead's pretty face. She watched the man rubbing his cum-covered prick back and forth against Vicky's white lips.
Sandra heard the noise again and this time she jerked her head around. She was surprised by the sight of two young men standing in the doorway. Both of them were dressed in black-leather jackets. They both looked like something out of a hoodlum movie.
"Oh shit," Sandra said, as she tried to pull the towel back down around her thighs. The two boys were both grinning at her and she knew she had been too late. They had both gotten a good view of her fingering her hot pussy.
"Jesus Christ, Bobby," one of them said. "When we broke into the club we never expected to find anything like this!"
"Shit no," Bobby answered. Sandra wished the towel covered more of her body. She realized that the two young boys were burglars and she could expect them to do anything. Sandra had a sudden vivid memory of Scott and Alex, and she knew that these two boys were of the same type. They would hurt her if they wanted, and there was nothing to stop them. They might even do worse than hurt her. After all, they had broken into the place. They might want to shut her up so she couldn't tell the police what they looked like.
Sandra felt her heart start to pound in fear. She had been hurt enough for one night. She didn't want it to happen anymore. She would be willing to do anything to keep that from happening. Anything.
The boy called Bobby reached over and turned on the light. The room was flooded with bright light and again she pulled at the towel to try and hide more of her body.
"Beautiful," Bobby said. "You're about the most gorgeous piece of ass I've seen in a long time."
Sandra had stood up and she was backing away. She reached the wall and she could back away no farther. She had never been so frightened. She kept the towel clutched in her fingers.
The two boys spread out and came at her in two different directions. She tried to run but they blocked her off and then forced her back toward the wall again. Finally they had her cornered and there was no place she could go.
"Drop the towel, baby," Bobby said. "Me and Joe want to see what you're hiding."
"Please don't hurt me," she begged. "I'll do anything, but please don't hurt me!"
"We wouldn't hurt a good-looking piece of ass like you," Joe said. "Now do what Bobby told you. Drop the fucking towel."
She had no choice. Her face was red as she released the towel and let it fall to the floor. She heard the collective gasps as the two boys saw her luscious naked body for the first time. She felt like she was blushing all over.
"God, you're something else," Joe said. "You look like a girl out of one of those movies or magazines. You're a fucking doll."
Joe was actually licking his hungry lips as he stared at her. Sandra had never seen so much hunger in any man's eyes. She realized that the two boys acted tough, but they might not have that much experience with women.
"Am I the first naked woman you've seen?" she asked.
"Are you kidding?" Joe asked. "I've seen hundreds."
Sandra had the feeling that Joe wasn't telling the truth, and that Bobby wasn't much different. Still, she could read the toughness in their faces and she knew they were capable of hurting her.
She wasn't going to give them that opportunity. She was going to make them as happy as she'd ever made any man. Sandra didn't want them to have energy left to harm her when she was done with them.
"There's a bed in the other room," Sandra said. "Would you like to go there?"
The two boys looked at one another. Sandra could tell they hadn't expected her to suggest anything like this. But they didn't hesitate long. They each grabbed a hand and they pulled her out of the room and into the next room where the bed was.
Immediately they were all over her. Joe was kissing her mouth as savagely as he could while one of his hands groped at her tits. Bobby stood behind her and started pressing his rock-hard cock against her asscheeks. The boys had gotten turned on fast. They started pulling her over to the bed.
Sandra knew it would do no good to tell them to slow down. They were too excited. She just went along with the program as they forced her down onto the bed. Joe pried her legs apart and his hand covered her pussy mound. Bobby was kissing her mouth and playing with one of her nipples. She felt her nipples growing hard, and she realized that the two boys were getting to her.
Sandra found herself kissing Bobby back. She started ramming her tongue into his mouth and felt him pushing his own tongue against hers. He was groping her titties a little roughly but she didn't mind that. His rough fingers caused a spasm of pleasure through her body.
"She's getting wet down here," Joe said, as he continued to play with her blonde-covered pussy. "I can feel her juice!"
The fear she'd felt earlier was now adding flames to her fire. She grew hotter with the seconds. She found herself reaching down and rubbing Joe's cock through his trousers. She heard Joe moan. He lifted his buttocks and pressed his hard prick against her fingers.
"She's playing with me, Bobby," Joe moaned. "She's playing with my cock."
Joe was really getting worked up. His cock seemed to grow two inches while she was fondling him. She found the tab of his zipper and pulled it down. Her long slim fingers slipped inside the opening and she touched his cock. He wasn't wearing shorts.
"God, she's got a hold on it," Joe moaned. "Bobby, she's fucking holding my cock!"
Sandra did more than hold it. She gently pulled it out of his trousers and then wrapped her fingers around it. He felt sticky with sweat and cream. She started moving her hand up and down and she felt some of his cum leaking out on her fingers.
"Christ, she's beating my meat, Bobby. Shit, she's beating my fucking meat!" Joe put his hand over hers and made her stroke his cock a little faster. "That feels so good!"
Sandra turned around on the bed. She got up on her hands and knees so that she was poised over Joe's cock. She took a really good look at it. It was long and fat and covered with sticky cum. She smiled as she lowered her head and let her long silky hair brush against the head of his prick. She moved her head back and forth for a few minutes until she had him squirming in pleasure.
"Oh fuck," he moaned. "She's making me feel so fucking good!"
There was a mirror on the far wall and Sandra could see Bobby in it. He was hurriedly stripping off his clothes. His cock wasn't as long as Joe's, but it was fatter and just as beautiful.
Bobby kneeled behind her on the bed. His hand covered her pussy hole and he started ramming two fingers into her from behind. It made her shake her ass back and forth and she knew she was making his fingers juicy as hell.
Joe put his hands in her hair. He pulled her closer to his jutting cock. Sandra got the strong smell of his male cockmeat. She loved that smell. She touched her lips against the crimson tip.
"Oh shit," Joe groaned. "Shit, look what she's doing to me. Oh shit!"
Sandra raised her head for a few moments. "Why don't you undress?"
Joe was quick to act. He started ripping off his clothes as fast as he could. All the time Bobby kept fingering her pussy. Her ass was shaking against his hand and she knew her face had gotten pale. She really loved having anything inside her pussy. It felt so good.
Joe was undressed and he sat back on the bed. Sandra lowered her head again. This time she didn't hesitate. She gripped his cock around the base and started licking it. She licked up and down the soft underside of his cock and felt it getting harder.
"Oh yeah," Joe groaned. "I've never felt anything like this. Oh yeah, it feels good!"
Her tongue licked down to his balls. She lifted his heavy cum-filled sacs in her fingers and she started licking the balls. She sucked them between her lips and she rolled the balls underneath her tongue.
Joe was going crazy. He moved his hands down to her tits and he acted like he was trying to squeeze them off. It felt good to her lust-swollen tits. She pushed them into his hands and rubbed the excited nipples against his palms.
"Suck me," Joe moaned. "Suck my cock. Suck my cock until I come. Oh, suck my cock!"
She opened her mouth and took the head of his cock inside. She washed the head of his prick with her tongue. She stabbed her fiery tongue into the tiny hole. She felt Joe jerking with pleasure. He tried to push more of his lust-swollen cock between her lips. She held back. She could feel how excited he was and she was afraid he would come right away. She wanted to enjoy having his cock inside her mouth for a while.
"Don't tease me, baby," Joe groaned. "Suck my cock. Take it in your mouth and suck it hard! Don't tease me."
She lifted her head and just blew against the top of his cock for a little while. She gave him time to calm down. In the meantime she felt Bobby pulling his fingers out of her pussy with a wet sound. She glanced up into the mirror. She could see Bobby moving up behind her. She could see his stiff cock waving proudly.
She knew what was about to happen, and she closed her eyes in pleasure. She felt his swollen prickhead moving up the insides of her thighs. He didn't put it inside her right away. Instead he rubbed his cockhead up and down the snug entrance to her pussy. She was shaking her ass at him, and finally he shoved his massive cock into her cunt. She cried out with pleasure as his beautiful fat cock went all the way into her pussy hole. She could feel his fat knob deep in her belly.
"I love that!" she cried. "Fuck me, Bobby. Fuck me hard. Use me like a whore!"
There were tears in her eyes as Bobby began to slam his cock into her hungry cunt. She put her mouth back on Joe's cock. She widened her lips and sucked his cock into her mouth. This time she didn't just leave his cockhead in her mouth. She took a deep breath and then sucked his swollen cock all the way into her throat. She raised her head, then sucked his prick up again.
"Shit yeah," Joe groaned. "Yeah, suck my dick. That's what I want. I'm fucking your mouth. Suck my cock!"
He had hold of her thick blonde hair like he was never going to let her go. Her mouth moved up and down on his swollen prick. She tasted some of his lubricating oils and some sweet-tasting cum in her mouth. She had to swallow.
"Shit, she's really sucking it," Joe cried out. "She's gobbling my fucking prick!"
Her blonde hair was flying as she moved her head up and down. Her cheeks were gorged with his fat meat but she loved the feeling. She loved having her mouth filled with cock almost as much as having her pussy filled with it. And Bobby was doing a good job on her pussy! Bobby had started out fast, but now he had slowed down. His prick was gently moving in and out of her pussy and she knew it was turning into one of the best fucks she'd ever had. She'd never had two cocks at once and the thought was making her even hotter.
"Your pussy feels good, baby," Bobby moaned. "It feels tighter than shit. It feels good!"
"Let's change places," Joe suggested.
It was crazy but it was happening as the two young men quickly changed places. She tasted her own pussy as Bobby put his prick against her lips. She only hesitated a second. She shut her eyes and Bobby's cock was being shoved into her mouth.
She started licking and sucking and she had her juices cleaned up in a few seconds. Then she started doing the same expert job on Bobby's cock that she'd been doing on Joe's. She didn't want it to be over too soon. Especially when she felt how good Joe's long cock felt when he easily slid it into her. Joe started fucking her a little harder and faster and she could feel his balls slapping her.
"Sweet Jesus, she is tight," Joe groaned. "God, this is amazing. I never thought I'd be doing this tonight!"
The two boys found the same rhythm as they started fucking her mouth and pussy hole. Sandra relaxed and just let herself be pleasured by it.
Bobby's heavy balls rubbed her chin each time she took his long, stiff prick into her mouth. She could feel his thick knob going deep into her throat. His sticky jism was already leaking into her mouth.
"I'm almost there," Bobby groaned. "I'm fucking her mouth and I'm almost there! Shit, it's so close!"
Bobby grabbed the back of her head a little harder and he was ramming his prick into her mouth as deep as he could. She tried to relax. She didn't want to gag on his thick cockmeat.
"Shit, I'm going to come," Bobby groaned. "I'm going to fucking come! I'm going to shoot my fucking cum in her mouth! Oh Jesus, it feels so good. It feels so fucking good! OH SHIT!"
He rammed deep into her mouth again and she felt his prick jerking up against the roof of her mouth. She started swallowing even before the first of his thick jism started shooting into her mouth. She swallowed the thick gobs of salty-tasting jism and kept sucking for more. Finally she sucked the last lingering drop of cum from the head of his prick. He groaned as his cock slipped out of her mouth and he started rubbing his prick against her chin. She felt Joe slamming his cockmeat into her pussy as hard as he could, so hard that it made her jerk with pleasure each time he thrust. She started moving her ass backwards, taking his cock deep into her pussy with each stroke. She could feel that Joe was really excited and she knew she wouldn't be able to come with him. Somehow that didn't seem to matter. All that mattered was the sweet pleasure she could give Joe.
"Ram me," she whispered. "Ram my pussy hard! Ram me!"
He was ramming her as hard as he could. She felt the impact of his heavy balls each time he shoved his cock into her. She could feel his cock getting longer and fatter.
"I'm going to fill your pussy," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot it all in your pussy! You're going to feel it, bitch! You're going to fucking feel it! JESUS!"
He rammed forward and she felt his cockhead sliding deep into her cunt. Then she felt his wet prick squirting cum into her pussy. Joe had a gallon of hot cum and it filled her pussy. She felt it leaking out the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs.
"Motherfuck," Joe whispered. "I've never fucked before. I never dreamed it could be that good!"
Even Sandra was satisfied. She somehow knew the two boys would never harm her now.
CHAPTER NINE
Vicky was getting dressed in her evening costume when Sandra walked into the dressing room. Sandra never failed to be impressed by the gorgeous redhead. Vicky had a quality that turned people on, especially men.
Vicky was naked from the waist up and Sandra ogled those two big tits, still ripe and firm after a few too many years of undressing on the stage.
"Vicky," Sandra said. "Scott said he wanted to see you after the show tonight."
"All right," Vicky said, as she pulled up the top and covered those stunning tits. Sandra tried not to look too disappointed. She couldn't help herself. She enjoyed looking at them.
"Do you enjoy going out with Scott?" Sandra asked. "I mean, he's not really a nice guy."
"You're telling me," Vicky said. "He's a rough bastard. Most of the time he behaves like an animal."
"Then why go out with him?" Sandra asked.
"You know the answer to that question," Vicky answered. "He's a scary man. He frightens me and I'm afraid that I like to be frightened a little. Sometimes I get turned on just looking at him."
"You can't be serious," Sandra said.
"I'm very serious," Vicky said. "I like it when a man's a beast. I don't want to be beaten up or anything like that, but I enjoy being dominated by a man."
"I don't think any woman likes to be dominated. Not really."
Vicky smiled, and Sandra didn't think she liked the smile. Sandra brushed a hand through her silky hair. She felt suddenly nervous, as if the good-looking redhead could look into her soul and see what was going on.
"Oh yes," Vicky said. "I bet even you like to be dominated."
"Not me," Sandra said.
Vicky was growing tired of the conversation. Sandra was such a dumb little shit, anyway. Sandra had danced a couple of times in Vicky's place, and now she thought she knew everything. The stupid little cunt had no idea of what could happen to her. Maybe it was time she started learning.
"Yes," Vicky said. "I think you would like to be dominated. I think I'll show you how." "What do you mean?" Sandra asked. Vicky walked over and locked the door. That was unusual. Hardly anybody ever locked a door around the club. Sandra could feel her heart pounding a little faster. She wasn't sure what Vicky wanted, but it frightened her. The luscious redhead had suddenly started looking so tough. "You stupid bitch," Vicky said. Sandra expected a lot of things, but she didn't expect the sudden hard hand that knocked her off her feet. She was bleeding from a cut on her mouth and she looked up in surprise. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I'm teaching you about domination," Vicky said. "Every woman wants to be dominated. Especially you!"
Sandra started to get off the floor and Vicky kicked her. She was shocked and hurt. She had never expected anything like this from Vicky. She tried to scramble out of the way and Vicky kicked her again. Vicky grabbed her by her hair and lifted her head. Vicky's hands slapped both sides o Sandra's face.
"Stop." Sandra was sobbing. "Please stop Stop! Please don't hit me anymore!"
"Kiss my feet," Vicky demanded. "Kiss them, bitch!"
This was crazy. Sandra just couldn't believe it was happening, but she knew she didn't want to get hit anymore. She lowered her head and began kissing Vicky's feet. Vicky rifted her dress and allowed Sandra to kiss higher on her legs, until Sandra's lips were touching almost at Vicky's knees.
"Now stop that," Vicky said, pushing her away. Vicky went over and sat down on the bed. She peeled the top of her gown away from her magnificent tits.
"Now come over and suck on these," Vicky said. "You can't deny that you've been watching and drooling. Now I'm giving you the chance. Get the fuck over here, bitch!"
Sandra was confused. Vicky had always seemed like a nice person. She couldn't understand how the girl had suddenly turned into such a brutal woman. And there was something else confusing Sandra. Her own feelings. She remembered what had happened with Diane, but Diane had done everything and she had not blamed herself.
But here was a woman who was demanding that Sandra do things that were wrong. Sandra stared at the beautiful tits and she knew she wasn't going to run away. She walked across the room and knelt in front of Vicky.
"That's right," Vicky said, more softly. "You suck on my tits. Make me feel good. You know you want to!"
Sandra did want to, more than she had ever wanted anything. She brushed her hair back from her face as she leaned forward and touched her lips against the other woman's ruby-red nipple. She felt the large red nipple growing stiff in her mouth.
"Yeah, cunt," Vicky said. "You know you've been wanting to suck on my tits. Suck them good, bitch! Take it in your mouth and suck them good. You're nothing but a cunt and you know you want to!"
Sandra felt something in her body she couldn't control. There was a fierce heat growing in her belly. She could smell the sweet perfume that Vicky sprinkled over her beautiful tits. Sandra could feel her mouth watering.
Sandra took the hard, rubbery nipple into her mouth. She felt Vicky's shudder of pleasure as she held the hard nipple between her teeth and rubbed it with her tongue. She opened her mouth wider and sucked more of the titty-flesh into her lips. She closed her eyes as the delightful sensations rocked her body. She began to chew on the hot titty. "Yeah, baby," Vicky said. "That's what you've been wanting to do. Now suck on both of them. Both of them!"
Vicky was holding her titties together with her hands on either side of them. Sandra began to lick and suck at both the hard nipples and taking each of the titties into her mouth.
Vicky put one hand on top of Sandra's head. She was really enjoying Sandra's sucking mouth. More than she thought she would. She had been intending just to mess up Sandra's image of herself a little, and then let the little bitch free. But she was enjoying herself too much. Already Vicky's pussy was leaking hot juice.
"You're doing me good, sugar," Vicky said. "You're enjoying that, aren't you? You're enjoying sucking my tits!" "Yes," Sandra moaned. "Oh God, yes!" Sandra was opening her mouth as wide as she could and sucking plenty of titty flesh into her wet mouth. She seemed to be overcome by the sweet taste of Vicky's flesh and the smell of her perfume.
"Bite me a little," Vicky demanded. "Not too hard. Just bite it good. Ummmmm, that's right sugar. That's the way!"
Sandra's teeth nipped gently at the hot titty while her tongue licked the place she had bitten. She could feel Vicky's hand stroking Sandra's soft hair. Sandra was making wet noises as she sucked on the titty. She was drawing the hard nipple as far down her throat as she could. It was almost as exciting as sucking cock. At least it got Sandra as worked up as she got when she sucked cock.
"Oh baby," Vicky moaned. "Baby, that's nice. You're getting me so hot. You're going to have to do something for me. I can't stand being this hot!"
Vicky pushed Sandra away long enough to strip out of the rest of her long gown. She lifted one leg and peeled her panties down her plump legs and kicked them off.
"I can't do that," Sandra said, as she realized what Vicky wanted. Sandra had been willing to suck on the big luscious tits, but she had to draw the line somewhere. She couldn't do to Vicky what Diane had done to her. She just couldn't.
Vicky settled Sandra's hesitation quickly. Vicky grabbed the top of Sandra's head and turned her face upward. Vicky brought her other hand around in a wicked slap.
"Goddamn it," Vicky said. "You'll do what I say!"
Sandra realized that she didn't have a choice. She was going to have to suck Vicky's pussy. She knelt down in front of the redhead and felt Vicky's hands in her hair again. Vicky pulled her face close enough so that Sandra could see the pink cuntlips. She could almost smell a different kind of perfume. The perfume of Vicky's juiced-up cunt.
"Go ahead, sugar," Vicky said. "Kiss it, baby.
Make it nice and hot with your mouth. Do it, baby. You can suck it!"
Sandra felt Vicky pushing her head farther up between her legs. The sweet smell of Vicky's cunt almost overwhelmed her. She tried to draw her head back but Vicky's fingers pulled too strongly.
Sandra allowed her lips to touch the pouty lips of Vicky's cunt. It wasn't so bad. She let her lips press closer and she slipped her tongue between the plump lips.
"Oh yeah," Vicky moaned, as she squirmed with pleasure. "That's the way, honey. That's the way to do me!"
Sandra pressed her mouth closer to the moist cunt. She was growing less afraid of Vicky's pussy. She found herself licking up and down the pink cuntlips. She let her teeth press the sensitive cuntlips.
Sandra could taste juices in her mouth and she had to swallow. She realized that Vicky was one of those women who got very wet. Sandra could feel juices going up her nose and smearing her face. That didn't turn her off. Instead, she started licking deeper into the wet pussy.
Vicky spread her legs wider and slipped down a little on the couch. She could feel Sandra's tongue getting deep inside her and that was what she wanted. She could feel her clitty getting stiff with pleasure. She especially enjoyed it when she felt
Sandra's tongue flicking it each time she thrust her tongue.
"You're eating me good, baby," Vicky moaned. "You're eating my pussy good. Keep doing it like that!"
Sandra slipped her hands under Vicky's plump ass and spread Vicky's creamy thighs even wider. Her tongue started stabbing faster into Vicky's wet cunt. Again she tasted more of Vicky's juice, and swallowed it.
"Play with my titties," Sandra moaned. "Please play with my tits. They feel so hot!"
Vicky laughed as she reached down and lifted Sandra's big tits out of her low-cut dress. Vicky began playing with the hard nipples and Sandra could feel the burning heat in her belly. She started ramming her tongue deeper into Vicky's boiling cunt. She felt Vicky pressing her thighs together around her face and she was tasting more and more hot cunt juice.
"Baby," Vicky groaned. "Baby, that's nice. That feels so fucking good. I'm going to fucking come!"
Suddenly Vicky was twisting and turning under Sandra's thrusting tongue. Sandra's mouth was full of Vicky's twat juice. Vicky's plump ass was coming off the couch and she was trying to drive Sandra's face as far into her cunt as she could.
"Do me that way, baby," Vicky moaned. "That felt so good. That felt so fucking good!"
Sandra kept licking at the juiced-up cunt until Vicky quit trembling. She finally felt Vicky's fingers moving up from her tits and pulling Sandra's head away from her cunt.
"That's enough licking, cunt," Vicky said. "That's enough for now. But I want you to stay right where you are with your tits hanging out like that. I'm going to find someone who will take care of you."
"What do you mean?" Sandra asked.
"What the hell does it sound like I mean?" Vicky asked. "I'm going to find a big, ugly mother-fucker to come in here and give you a good hard fucking!"
Sandra wanted to resist but she couldn't. There was something about Vicky's attitude that let Sandra know she had to do just as the redhead demanded. Sandra remained on her knees and she didn't bother covering up her tits. Vicky left the room.
Sandra wondered who Vicky would send. The room outside was already full of men and Sandra could remember a lot of big, mean-looking men. Men who knew how to dominate a woman.
Sandra could feel a weakness in her legs and her heart was pounding harder. She heard footsteps behind her, but she didn't turn her head. She felt a rough hand on her shoulder.
"The redhead told me I'd find a real interesting woman in here," a man's rough voice said. "But she didn't tell me how interesting."
Sandra still didn't turn her head as a hand moved from her front and casually lifted one of her tits. She felt a thumb rubbing over her nipple. She looked down and saw a muscular hand that completely covered her titty. She swallowed nervously.
"Nice tits," he said. "Real nice tits!"
Both hands went around her and she felt her shapely tits being roughly massaged. She felt them growing harder and more sensitive. She closed her eyes and sighed. There was no sense in trying to fool herself anymore. She did like being dominated.
Her tits were squeezed harder and she felt a shiver go through her body. She turned around. She saw a big, cruel-looking man with a heavy beard. It was just the kind of man that Sandra would have thought Vicky would pick.
"My name's Ron," he said quietly. "And you're some piece of ass, baby. Some piece of ass!"
As if to prove his point, he moved his hand down to cup one of her asscheeks. She was wearing a long skirt and panties but she could feel the strong heat of his fingers. It made her pussy drip juice on her panties.
She kissed him and darted her tongue into his mouth. She had never kissed a man with a beard before. She liked it. She rubbed her face against his and felt both his hands cupping her asscheeks. His strong hands jerked her against him so that she could feel his hard prick in his trousers.
"What a piece of ass," he moaned. "You're something else, baby. I thought I'd like a piece of that redhead, but you've got her beat, baby!"
She was dry-fucking him, rubbing her pussy against his cock. She was shivering all over. Her cunt felt empty. She wanted his cock as badly as she had ever wanted anything.
She ran her hands down his side and then slipped them in front. She traced the long length of his cock with her fingers. He had a huge cock. His prick was big enough to pleasure her.
"Ummmm," she said. "That's nice. That's big enough for me!"
She kept rubbing her fingers up and down the length of his fat cock until she couldn't stand it anymore. She found his zipper and pulled it down. Her hot hand snaked inside and she touched his had, throbbing cock.
"Ummmmm," she said. "That is nice!" She lifted his prick out of his trousers and felt it pressing against her belly.
"You cunt," he moaned. "You fucking cunt!" He turned her around and pressed her over the couch so that her ass was high in the air. He jerked up her skirt and jerked down her panties. He had trouble getting them off, but he finally dropped her panties on the floor and took a position behind her.
He gave her no warning. He jabbed suddenly and she felt his prick slamming into her cunt. It was a good thing she was wet enough. That way his prick slid into her easily. She felt his bloated knob going deep into her belly, so deep that she could almost feel his bloated cock-meat in her mouth.
"Feel that, cunt," he said. "Feel my fucking cock!"
He reached around her body to grab her tits. He held onto them tightly as he began ramming his prick into her pussy. He was brutal. He slammed his cock into her cunt like it was a battering ram. She jerked with each brutal thrust. She felt her pussy juice helping her to loosen up even more.
"You're a sweet piece of ass," he moaned. "Sweet fucking piece of ass! Move that ass, baby! Show me what a cunt you are! Move that big hot ass!"
She started pushing her ass back against his thrusting cock. It was making her crazy. Her cunt felt like it was going to burn up. She could hear the wicked slap of his balls each time he fucked her cunt.
"Give it to me hard," she whispered. "Oh fuck yes. Give it to me really hard!" She knew he wasn't going to last long. He was fucking her like an animal and she could already feel his prick getting fatter. She bounced back against him harder as she surrendered to the hot pleasure.
"I'm coming," she moaned. "God, it feels so good. Shit, stick it in me hard! Fuck me good! Your big cock is making me come!"
She felt the shudders of pleasure almost ripping her body apart. She reached behind her back and slipped her hand between them. She started caressing his heavy balls. He was really driving his fat prick into her now and she could feel his prick-knob getting even thicker.
"Shoot it in me," she whispered. "Shoot your cum in me!"
"I'm shooting, bitch," he groaned. "I'M FUCKING SHOOTING MY CUM!"
She kept bouncing against him as his cock jumped inside her cunt. She felt his cum spurting into her hot pussy. She kept moving until she had drained every drop from his fat cock. She felt him pulling his prick out of her and then wiping his wet prick against her asscheeks.
A few seconds later he had zippered up his trousers and left her alone.
Sandra had been humiliated, and she had enjoyed it. She knew Vicky was right. She was the kind of woman who enjoyed being dominated. And she loved being fucked.
CHAPTER TEN
It had been five years since Sandra had been home. She had left the sex club soon after she had been forced to fuck the bearded man.
Since that time Sandra had used the money she'd earned to go back to school. She found a job in an office in the city. She used her luscious body and willing personality to get ahead. She was made personal secretary to the Vice President within a year.
Sandra had learned how to enjoy her life. Sure, she had given a lot of blow jobs to her boss and she spent a lot to time on the office couch, but she had enjoyed those things. She was the perfect secretary. She was willing to fuck the boss, and she was very capable.
Sandra was happy with her life, but she had never forgotten how she had been kicked out of her home. She was angry at her mother and her stepfather, but mostly at her mother.
Her stepfather had only done what was natural. She had been a good-looking girl and her stepfather had been horny. If she'd had more experience she could have stopped him. But her mother had never told her about men, and Gail had certainly blamed Sandra more than she'd blamed her sexy new husband.
It wasn't fair, and Sandra was after revenge. The sex club was just a run-down old building that had been converted into a warehouse. Sandra was sorry about that. She'd had plans for her mother. She had wondered what her mother would do if she had to dance on the stage.
But there were other ways for Sandra to get revenge.
Sandra parked her new sports car in the driveway of her mother's house and walked up the driveway. She rang the doorbell and her mother answered. Gail hadn't changed much. She only looked a little older. Sandra had changed from an inexperienced young girl to a woman of the world.
It took a few minutes for Gail to recognize her.
"Sandra," Gail said.
"Yes, mother. It's me."
Gail turned bright red. At first Sandra thought her mother was going to get angry again and Sandra was ready for that. She was no longer frightened of her mother. Her mother might start something, but Sandra would finish it.
But Gail had no taste for a punching match with her daughter. "What do you want?" Gail asked.
"Aren't you going to invite me in? I am your daughter."
"All right," Gail said.
Gail stepped aside and allowed her daughter into the house. Sandra took a long look around. She had enjoyed living here. She wished things were different.
"What do you want?" Gail asked.
"Maybe I came to make up," Sandra suggested.
"Or maybe you came to show your ass to my husband again," Gail said. "You won't get away with it. John's my man, and you can't have him!"
Sandra didn't give her mother time to say anything else. Sandra punched her mother in the stomach and then pushed her down on the couch. She went to the door and motioned. She grinned when she saw the red van pulling up the driveway.
Her mother was coughing in pain. Sandra turned around and stood watching her for a few minutes.
Sandra didn't feel sorry for her. Her mother could have been more understanding.
"I was just an innocent girl," Sandra said. "I didn't know anything about sex. But you blamed me. You kept John in your bed and kicked your daughter out."
"That's not true," Gail protested. "Sure it is," Sandra said. "All you were concerned about was a fat cock in your cunt. Well, I'm going to help you out, mother. Since you love fat cock so much!"
"What are you talking about?" Gail asked. Sandra only smiled. The door opened and the three men from the van came in. Gail looked surprised and curious. All three men were big and heavy. They looked like athletic types. Sandra had picked them off of a street corner and had paid them each ten dollars. They had been suspicious, but they were not about to turn down a piece of ass and ten dollars besides.
"Hello again, boys," Sandra said. "This is my mother. She's all yours. She may fight a little bit, but don't worry. She likes it that way."
Gail's eyes had widened in alarm. She knew what was going to happen. She tried to scramble across the couch, but the three men surrounded her. She started clawing at the three men, but they were too strong. One of them grabbed her by her hair and twisted her head back. Another man grabbed her hands. The third man ripped her blouse down the front. Gail was wearing a tiny black bra that was no problem for the third man. He ripped the flimsy material and freed the big tits.
"Nice," he said. "I'm going to fucking enjoy this!"
He began to massage her titties and Sandra could see the shock and fear on her mother's face quickly change to something else. Her mother started breathing in soft gasps. Her pink nipples started to swell up.
"Yeah, baby," he said. "You're a cunt just like every other cunt. The married ones love it the best!"
He kept massaging her big tits until Gail was moaning with pleasure. Sandra was enjoying this. She'd had the feeling that her mother would respond quickly once these three got hold of her.
The man holding her hands let her go. He pulled at her skirt until it was bunched up at her waist. He put his hand up between her thighs and started rubbing her pussy. Her black panties covered her pussy mound and Sandra could tell that her panties were getting wet. Gail started moving with the hot pressure of the man's hand. She was spreading her legs wider.
"Please don't do this to me," Gail whispered. "Please don't do this to me! I don't like it. Please don't!"
"Shit, you're loving it," Sandra said. "I can tell!"
Sandra was remembering the other time she watched her mother fuck a man--her stepfather. She was feeling the same things again. Her pussy was vibrating.
The three men drew away from her mother but not for long. They started undressing. They had nothing to be ashamed of about their bodies. They were all hard and lean, and well-muscled. Their cocks were all larger than average. Sandra had really gotten a lot for her thirty dollars.
They were back at her mother again. This time they ripped the rest of her clothes off. They draged her naked mother onto the floor. One man knelt near her head and made her turn her face toward him. He started brushing his cock against her lips.
"Suck it, bitch," he said. "It won't be the first cock you've ever sucked. Take it in your goddamn mouth!"
Gail opened her mouth and the man forced his stiff prick in as deep as possible. Sandra could see that his cock had gone into her mother's mouth all the way to his balls. He drew back and Sandra could see the spit dripping from his cock.
"Use your hand to play with my fucking balls," the man demanded.
Gail moved her hand up to caress his balls. The second man was spreading Gail's thighs apart. His prick was already red and throbbing and he placed the point right at Gail's cunt hole.
"I'm going to give you a fucking you won't forget," the man said. "I'm going to fuck your sweet ass off!"
He pushed his prick against her snatch and Sandra could see her mother's ass coming off the ground as her pussy was trying to suck up the hard cock. The man shoved forward and Gail screamed in pleasure and pain.
"It's so big!" she screamed. "Your cock's so big!"
"It fills you up good, baby," he said. "It's enough to make you squirm like a fucking cunt!"
He had his hard prick buried in her cunt, and he started to move in and out of her cunt with the same slow rhythm of the man who fucked her mouth. This was what Sandra wanted to see. Her mother was taking on two men, fucking two cocks. Sandra didn't think her mother would soon forget the lesson she was learning.
Sandra spread her legs and slipped her hands up her inner thighs. She started lightly stroking her cunt. She could feel the shiverish feelings running up from her pussy to her belly. She started squirming against her fingers. She could feel her panties getting wet.
"Fuck her," Sandra said. "Fuck her good. Fuck her really good!"
The men were making Gail change positions again. Only Sandra and the three men knew what was going to happen. Gail was dumbly rolling over on her stomach. They forced her up on her knees and then the third man slipped under her. Gail moaned as they forced her to sit down on the third man's prick.
"Sit on my cock, baby," he moaned. "Sit on it hard. I'm going to fill your goddamn pussy!"
She sat down all the way and gasped in pleasure. Sandra had noticed that he had a big cock, and Gail was evidently feeling every hard inch of it. Gail started bouncing gently and each bounce tore a new gasp of pleasure from her lips.
Again the second man forced his prick into her mouth and she started gobbling on it like it was a piece of stick candy. The man grabbed her by the back of her head as if he expected her to try and get away. It didn't look like Gail had any intention of trying to escape.
Sandra couldn't stand it. She wasn't ashamed to pull down her panties and drop them on the floor. She spread her legs wider and started stroking her pussy lips again. She could feel the juice leaking out on her pussy hairs and drenching them. She pried her cuntlips apart and slipped one finger inside.
"Oh yes," Sandra moaned softly. "Fuck her good. Show her what a cock really feels like. Fuck her good!"
The first man was moving behind her mother. He started rubbing his cock up and down the crack of Gail's ass and for the first time Gail must have realized what he had in mind. She started twisting and turning, but the man holding her head wouldn't let her spit out his cock. Gail started mumbling, but there was nothing she could do to make the man quit fucking her mouth.
The man moved forward slowly and his rigid prickhead was pressed against the crack of her ass. He shoved hard and Gail uttered a soft scream. The man shoved a little harder and Sandra could see more than half his cock buried in her shapely ass.
Now Gail really was squirming, but there was nothing she could do to escape. She was getting fucked brutally by two cocks, and a third cock was slowly being shoved up her asshole. Finally Sandra could see all of his fat cock in Gail's asshole.
The man was smart. He gave Gail time enough to get used to it. He then started moving slowly in and out of her asshole. Gail quit squirming in pain. She was moving, but it seemed like her body was being torn apart. She was being pulled in three directions at once. Three cocks pounded her pussy, asshole, and mouth. Sandra could see lubricating cream leaking from two of her mother's holes. "Now how do vou like cock?" Sandra asked.
"How do you like big stiff pricks? You kicked me out because I liked a little cock. Now how do you like a lot, you bitch?"
Gail had quit struggling at all. She was trying to meet the rhythm of every thrusting cock. Sandra had never seen the kind of expression that her mother had on her face. Gail looked as if she was in heaven. Her mouth was dripping with cum and saliva as she took the man's cock deep into her throat with each hard thrust.
"Fucking Jesus," the man in her mouth started moaning. "I've got my fucking cock in her mouth. I'm getting so fucking close. Get ready to swallow it, cunt!"
His stiff cock was making loud noises as it pounded into her mouth. Suddenly Sandra could see a great gob of cum leaking out of her mother's mouth and running down her cheek. Sandra could see her mother swallowing as much as she could.
Sandra shoved two fingers up her wet twat and she started working her fingers in and out. Her cunt felt fiery as she watched her mother sucking cock and swallowing the cum. Her Mother's face was stained from dripping cum.
"That's right," Sandra moaned. "Come on her face. Cover her with cum!"
"Jesus!" the man in her asshole was crying. "Jesus, it feels good. I don't think she's ever had a cock in her asshole before. Her fucking ass feels good!"
He was ramming into her asshole as hard as he could. Now Gail was squirming faster and Sandra knew it was from pleasure. Gail was getting close to coming. Her ass was moving from side to side and she was gasping in pleasure.
The man fucking her mouth pulled his cock from between her lips. He rubbed his still wet cock against her cheek and then grabbed a handful of her hair to wipe himself.
Sandra looked hungrily at the fat cock. The man saw her and smiled. Sandra motioned him over to her. She kneeled in front of him but she didn't let him block her view. She started kissing the man's cock. She could smell her mother's perfume around his cock.
She sucked the now-limp cock into her mouth and started rolling it beneath her tongue. In seconds she could feel it starting to grow hard again.
That was fine with Sandra. She needed a hard cock. Watching her mother had really got her worked up. She moved her hands up to caress her swollen tits.
"Oh Jesus," Gail moaned. "I'm coming. I can't help myself. Your cocks feel good! Oh God, I'm coming. I'M COMING!"
The two men started ramming their cocks into Gail harder and faster and Sandra knew they wouldn't last long. Sandra felt a hard cock in her mouth and she spit it out.
"Walk around behind me," she said. "I want to watch while you fuck me."
"Anything you say, baby," the man said.
He walked around behind her and Sandra flipped her skirt up over her body. Her asshole and pussy were bared. She wondered if he would choose her asshole, but instead she felt his cock pressing against her hot pussy hole.
"Ummmmm, yes," Sandra moaned. "Put it in me. I need it so bad. Shove it all the way into my cunt!"
He shoved his fat prick into her cunt all the way to his balls. He left it there for a few minutes so Sandra could get the full effect. She moved gently against him and he began to fuck her.
"Yeah," Sandra moaned. "That's what I want, honey. Fuck me like that. That's what I want!"
He began to fuck her in deep, hard strokes. She moved back against him and the pleasure was so sweet that she almost shut her eyes to concentrate on it. But she wanted to watch her mother to the very end. Gail was jerking like she was on fire and Sandra knew her pussy had to be sore.
"Fuck her good," Sandra said. "Fuck her good, but don't come inside her, I want to see you shoot your cum all over her. I want to see the cum running off her tits and ass just like on her face. I want to see the cunt covered with cum!"
The man fucking her mother's asshole was slamming it into her as hard as he could.
"I'm going to fucking come," he groaned. "Your ass is so fucking tight. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad!"
He jerked his prick from her asshole and his cock began to spray white cum all over Gail's ass. Gail kept moving as the hot cum splattered all over her back and asshole. The man leaned forward and started rubbing his fat cock against Gail's shapely ass.
"That's right," Sandra moaned. "Shoot it over her. Show the whore how to take a bath in cum!"
Sandra turned her head toward the man behind her. She smiled at him and ran her tongue over her dry lips. The effect was to get him to start fucking her faster. That was exactly what she wanted.
The last man fucking Gail had turned her over on her back again and was really ramming his cock into her pussy. He had Gail's knees bent and his cock was really getting into her hot pussy.
"I'm going to fuck her ass off," he groaned. "I'm getting so fucking close to coming. I'm going to fuck the bitch's ass off! OH SHIT, IT FEELS SO GODDAMNED GOOD!"
He slammed her again and then pulled his prick out of her cunt. He held it over her as his prickhead started squirting hot cum over her pussy, belly and tits. Sandra had never seen so much thick white cum. It was smearing across her belly and filling the gap between her tits. Gail didn't move away as the hot cum splashed all over her body.
"That's it," Sandra said. "That's what I wanted to see! Oh Christ, that's what I wanted to see. God, I love that!"
She started ramming her ass against the man fucking her as hard as she could. Sandra had not expected to get this excited by what was happening to her. She had not expected to watch her mother get so worked up by what had happened.
"Fuck me harder than that," Sandra said.
"Really hard!"
The man's balls were pounding against Sandra and his cock was getting in as deep as it was possible. Sandra was moving against his swollen knob and letting her clit rub his cockhead each time he thrust.
"Reach around me," Sandra moaned. "Feel my tits!"
The man reached around and jerked her blouse up and slipped his hands underneath her bra. He started squeezing her titties until she was shivering all over.
"God, give it to me," she moaned, "give it to me hard!"
The man was ramming his cock into her as deep as he could. Sandra could feel the fires burning in her belly and she knew she was getting so very close. She also knew that the man was getting close.
She felt her juices flooding the man's cock. He was driving it into her like he was trying to drive her into the ground. She felt his cock getting thicker and then the first hot spurt of his jism.
"Feel it, baby. Feel my shooting cum. FEEL IT, CUNT!"
He shoved his prick deeper and his prick started spurting cum into her cunt. She could feel it leaking out of her pussy hole and wetting her thighs. He kept shoving his prick into her a few more times, and then he let it fall out of her.
"Fantastic," Sandra said.
Sandra didn't have strength to move. She could only watch the three men as they dressed and went outside to their van. Her mother started picking up her clothes. Gail had a strange look on her face.
"Do you really hate me all that much?" Gail asked.
"Not anymore," Sandra answered.
"John would kill me if he found out about this," Gail said. "Not about my being raped, but he would kill me if he found out how much I enjoyed it."
"You know you'll have to do it again," Sandra said. "You'll never be satisfied with just John again. You'll want other men."
"I know," Gail said.
Sandra had done enough to punish her mother for kicking her out. Sandra picked up her things and left the house. Perhaps her mother and she could be friends one day. Sandra would try. But right now Sandra was satisfied.
