Revenge is a trait which can often lead an individual to commit acts or pursue directions which would be normally be considered reprehensible. Frequently responsible for self-corruption and a certain level of personal tragedy, revenge may, however, be the only alternative and, indeed, the only solution to wrongful humiliation.
This is the story of a young runaway, Linda Kay, a teen-ager who is cast on a course of humiliation and degradation, though not of her own free will. Her alternatives are few, but she recognizes a need to avenge her humiliation, to find some satisfaction in persecuting those who have carved her corruption.
LINDA'S TALENTED TONGUE-a searing portrait of a young girl motivated by vengeance.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
The girl was young, no more than eighteen, with honey-blonde hair and abundant tits. Tanner surveyed her with the critical eye of a man who knew pussy.
He didn't feel like she'd be too good. Probably dumb in bed and he'd have to tell her everything. Tanner sighed. Well, at least she was different and he was in the mood for something different.
He pulled his patrol car to the curb and got out. The girl's eyes went wide when she saw his uniform and the big gun strapped to his wrist.
"Get in the car, girlie," he ordered.
"But I'm waiting on the bus," the girl protested. Tanner jerked her suitcase from her hand and dropped it into the back seat of his patrol car.
"Get into the car," he said. "I don't have all day. You think picking up runaway teenagers is all I have to do?"
The girl looked downcast as she realized that he knew she was running away, Her shoulders drooping, she did as she was told. As she slid into the car, Tanner caught a glimpse of white thigh as her short skirt slid up.
She pulled it down quickly when she saw Tanner grinning at her.
Tanner got into the driver's seat and started his engine. He drove the squad car slowly out of town. He found the place he was looking for and drove into the shadow of some frees, out of sight of the road.
Tanner turned off the ignition and put the keys in his shirt pocket. He turned to look at the girl, his white teeth showing under a wicked grin.
"My name's Lon Tanner," he said. "I always like the girls to know who I am. I'm the deputy out here. The only one for miles around."
"I thought you were taking me to jail," the girl said with frightened eyes. "What are we stopping out here for?"
Tanner sighed. "Now come on, honey. You're not stupid. Now there's two things I can do with you. I can take you to jail and wait until your folks come for you."
"No!" the girl cried. "You don't like that way. Why not?" "Because he beats me! My father beats me. All the time." "That's too bad," Tanner said. "But like I say: There's two ways we can go. That's only one of them."
"What's the other way?" the girl asked. Tanner could see that the girl had forgotten about her short skirt. She had turned toward Tanner, with misery in her blue eyes, and her short skirt had hiked up her white thighs.
Tanner had been thinking about taking her home to bed but there was something about her thighs that was turning him on more than he thought possible.
"Well," Tanner said. "For a price I could let you go. I'd even take you up to the bus station and put you on myself."
"But I don't have any money," the girl said. "I spent everything I had on my ticket."
"I wasn't talking about money," Tanner explained.
Suddenly the girl seemed to understand. She jerked back from him and tugged her skirt down once more. Her face had blushed a crimson red.
"I couldn't," she said. "I couldn't do, anything like that!"
"Okay," Tanner agreed. "Let's go to jail." He reached for his keys and the girl stopped him. He wasn't surprised. They always stopped him. He had played the same game many times before.
"What do I have to do?"
Tanner grinned at her and got out of the car. He walked to the trunk and took out his blanket. He spread it carefully on the ground.
"I don't like to fuck in the car," he explained. "Too cramped."
The girl blushed again at his expression and she showed signs of wanting to run away. That was all tight with Tanner. He liked them scared.
He took off his pistol and locked it in the trunk of the car. He didn't want to take any chances of any of the sweet young things ever putting a magnum slug through his head.
The girl seemed frozen as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He stripped off the shirt and then the undershirt. He saw her eyes go to the white scars on his chest.
"War wounds," he explained.
He stripped off his trousers. He never wore shorts. His cock was not hard. It dangled limply between his legs. But he knew that in only a moment it would be.
"Get your clothes off," Tanner said.
She turned to run. He caught her in two strides. He caught her around the waist and pulled her close so that her ass was against his cock. He got immediately hard. He brought his hands up to squeeze her tits.
"Nice," he said. "You shouldn't be afraid to show it off."
He tugged at her sweater and slipped his fingers beneath her bra. He found her nipples and began to massage them.
"I didn't think you were much at first," he said. "But you sure got an ass on you. Is that where your father likes to strap you? Across your naked ass?"
She tried to pull away but he slowly forced her toward the blanket. He took her hand and twisted it until she went down on her knees. His cock looked her in the face.
"Give it a kiss, baby," he commanded.
"No!" she pleaded.
"Damn you," he said. He grabbed up a handful of her hair and pulled. "Give it a kiss or I'll break your little neck!"
She gave the head of his throbbing cock a little peck and drew back in evident disgust. He took her by both sides of her head and pulled her back to him again. Her mouth was closed tight as he pushed his stiff meat against her lips.
"Open your mouth," he said. "Open it!"
"No!"
He began to squeeze her head until she had no choice. Her mouth opened and he pushed his dick against her teeth, until they opened and he pushed deeper into her mouth. She gagged, but he wouldn't withdraw his cock.
"Don't you bite me, honey," he said. "I'll kick your teeth in!"
She began to suck him. He drove in deep and then back and then almost to his balls again. "Umn!" he cried. "With a little practice you'd make a good cocksucker!"
He felt the tingle in his balls and he drew back. He didn't want to come so soon. He had other plans. His dick left her mouth with a popping sound. He thought the girl was going to be sick-her face had grown pale and white and she was shaking.
She didn't protest as he pulled off her sweater. His eyes popped out. She had firm, womanly tits under the white bra. They were the tits of a much more mature woman.
"Baby," he said. "I bet the boys tried to grab hold of them!"
She only nodded as he unhooked her bra and let her tits tumble out. He pushed her backwards and he sucked one tit into his mouth. He teased the nipple with his tongue-she had a sweet-tasting flesh.
He ran his hands up under her skirt and squeezed her ass. Her ass was firm and full. "God," he said. "What a body! And to think I thought you were just an average cunt!"
Quickly he drew back so that he could strip off the rest of her clothes. She wore cheap white panties and he jerked them off in disgust.
"A girl like you should be wearing expensive stuff," Tanner said.
"Please," she begged. "Please don't hurt me- I'll do what you want but I can't stand to be hurt!"
Tanner slapped her face. "You'll do what I want anyway. No matter what I do. But I don't think I'll have to hurt you anymore."
He pushed on her thighs and she opened them to him. He kissed her sweet blonde pussy, happy to see that the blonde hair was natural.
He stood up and walked to his car and grabbed his camera from under the seat. He always liked to take the pictures first. The pictures seemed to have more feeling when he was ready to fuck a girl.
This was how he really made his living-being a cop was just to be able to get the girls. Taking the pictures was what he really enjoyed and what made him all his money.
"No," she pleaded.
"Anything," he laughed. "You said anything. Well, this is anything. And if you don't pose for me, I'm going to hurt you. Understand?"
She nodded. He posed her. He posed her with her fingers holding her pussy apart. He posed her with her beautiful ass high in the air. He posed her with her hands holding up her tits for the camera eye.
He took nearly a hundred pictures before he felt he had enough and put his camera back. She watched him with wide open eyes as he walked back to her again.
He placed one hand on her tit and squeezed it, and then pushed her down on the blanket and parted her thighs. Her face was pale and frightened. He took her hand and placed it between his legs on his hard shaft.
"There it is, baby," he said. "That thing gives girls like you so much crazy pleasure."
At the last moment she tried to get away. She brought her knee up and attempted to crush his balls, but he rolled away a moment too soon. She cursed him and her sharp fingers poked at his eyes.
He knew she had gone crazy for a moment. Some of the girls did when they realized he was really going to fuck them, that he wasn't going to get soft-hearted at the very last moment and allow them to go free.
He slapped her hard. She jumped up and tried to run, but he tripped her and she tumbled over and he put an arm lock on her.
"Okay, damn it," he said. "If you want to play this way then I'll play rough."
He jerked her along to the front of his patrol car and bent her double over the car, pushing her face into the cool metal. Her tits were flattened against the edge of the car.
Tanner pulled her back and positioned her so that her ass was easily reached. He pressed his cock at her anus.
"My God!" she cried. "Not that. Anything but that. Please!"
He wasn't listening. He took a tin from his pocket and opened it and rubbed some of the jelly along his hard and throbbing cock and fingered some into her ass.
"I'd do it rougher," he said, "but I get more enjoyment when it goes in easier."
She struggled against him as he pushed his cock against her ass. It felt warm and good. He pushed harder and she cried in pain. He turned deaf ears to her cries. The only thing that mattered now was the tight ass enveloping his cock as he pushed inward.
He met resistance and he shoved. She screamed in agony and then he was inside her.
"Oh, damn!" he said. "You feel good. There's nothing I like better than a nice warm ass rubbing against my balls!"
He remained still like that, for a moment, just enjoying the hot walls around his cock. She tried to jerk out from under him, and he once more pushed her against the car. He slipped his hand between her tits and the car and pinched a nipple.
"Jesus!" she cried.
He enjoyed the humiliation he knew she was going through. He enjoyed the feeling of having her ass impaled by his stiff cock and there was nothing she could do. He began to rock back and forth gently.
"Oh, damn!" she cried again. "Oh, quit! Oh, please quit!"
Tanner laughed loudly. Nothing could have made him quit.
"Just hang on, baby," he said. "It'll all be over in a little while. I'll give you something to tell your children about."
The blonde groaned again when Tanner began to pump in and out of her furiously as the tightness began to build up in his balls.
"Oh," she cried. "Oh, no!"
"That's right, baby," he said. "I'm fixing to come. I'm fixing to drench your ass in my cum. Get ready for it, baby."
"No!" she said again.
But words were not enough to stop the plunging of his dick and the warmth of his balls. He pulled her off the car and clutched her big tits. He began to squeeze them as he fucked her. She cried out once more before he drove deeply into her and let his dick go. His prick filled and exploded as he kept pumping his seed into her warm ass.
Finally Tanner was done. He drew back from her and sat down on the blanket. She painfully stood up straight. There were tears in her eyes that streaked her cheeks.
"Why?" she said. "why did you have to do that to me?"
"Hell," he said. "It's what makes the world go around. A little ass-fucking never hurt a girl."
"Can I put on my clothes now?"
"Put your clothes on?" Tanner questioned, astonished. "Are you crazy? I haven't finished with you yet. You think I'm going to let a warm pussy like yours get away without getting fucked. Hell no, baby. We've just gotten started."
She looked at him in disbelief. It was at that moment another car pulled into the shady wooded area. The girl was off in a flash, but Tanner didn't bother chasing her. He watched her out of lazy eyes as she ran to the car where a big, black man was getting out.
He heard her begging voice. "Please," she said. "I've just been raped by this policeman! Please take me out of here. Please!"
Tanner laughed aloud as Bo Simpson, Tanner's closest friend, took out a long, slender cock and waved it before the girl's frightened eyes.
"Honey," he said softly. "This don't look like your lucky day."
Chapter Two
Linda Kay felt her knees begin to tremble as she took a good look at the black man who stood before her. He was twice as big as the deputy and there was no hint of kindness in his eyes.
She tried to run. She made it a few feet before Bo Simpson's strong arms caught her by the waist. She felt his cock between the cheeks of her sore ass.
"Please," she begged. "Not again! I couldn't stand it again. Please!"
"What you so scared of?" Bo Simpson asked. "You couldn't be afraid of me? Why, girl, I wouldn't hurt a pretty little thing like you."
All the time Linda Kay felt his cock growing harder. She tried to move around, but his arms kept her still. His huge hand came around to fondle her tit. She looked down to see that his big hand had covered all of it. And she had been told by the boys that she had big breasts.
Why hadn't she stayed at home with the people she knew? She had run away, because her stepfather had constantly beat her. Sometimes he had even made her take off her skirt and panties and be had laid the strap across her ass.
She had thought him sick, but he was nothing compared to these two men. Bo Simpson kept one hand across her tits, holding her solidly, and his other hand and slipped between her legs.
Linda Kay jumped as his lingers probed between her legs.
"I think we got some virgin pussy here," Bo said.
"She has virgin ass," Tanner giggled. "Or at least she used to have virgin ass."
"You been messing around her ass," Bo said. "I bet she's hurting."
"She'll learn to love it," Tanner said. "They all do."
Bo Simpson held her tightly as he dragged her back to the blanket. Tanner moved over fin him to drop Linda Kay between them. Bo never let go of her legs as they fell down to the blanket.
Do stared into her face. "That right," he said. "You going to learn to love it."
"I hate it!" Linda Kay gasped.
"That's not the right answer," Bo said. His heavy hand crashed against the side of her head. For a moment Linda Kay went blank. She shook her head to clear the cobwebs.
"Now I'm going to ask you again," Bo said softly. "This time I want you to come up with the right answer. Are you going to love it? Are you going to learn to love it?"
"Oh, God," Linda Kay said. "Please let me go!"
This time Bo hit her in the stomach. Linda Kay felt all the breath leave her body. She felt as if her ribs were cracked. He hit her again. She tried to twist away from him but he kept hitting her.
She went mercifully blank again. When she opened her eyes Bo was sitting on her stomach. His prick was hard and he was slowly rubbing his balls on her stomach.
"Are you going to learn to love it?" Bo questioned again.
This time Linda Kay nodded. She didn't know what these men had in mind, but she didn't want to die. Maybe if she just did what they wanted it would all be over quickly.
"Good," Bo said. His voice was sincerely glad. "Now we're going to start by teaching you how to suck a good cock. Tanner tells me you're an average cocksucker but you've got possibilities. Let's try you out."
The black man moved forward until his prick was even with Linda Kay's face. He stared down at her with a cruel gleam, and Linda Kay knew she had better do as he directed.
She touched her tongue to his cock. He was having none of her hesitation. He jerked her head by her hair and drove his prick deep into her throat. She had never felt as sick. It seemed she couldn't breathe. She thought Tanner's cock was big, but Bo's filled her mouth.
"That's it," Bo said. "Now use your fingers on my balls!"
He directed her as she gently began to finger his balls.
She wondered suddenly what her boy friend would say if he saw her now. He had never even been allowed the liberty of touching her breasts. He had begged and pleaded for the opportunity but Linda Kay had always thought it nasty. Now she was not only allowing a man to touch her tits, but she was sucking his huge cock.
He began to get more excited and began to jump up and down on her tits, not hard enough to hurt, but each jump drove him down into her throat.
For the first time in her life Linda Kay tasted the salty jism from a man's cock. It wasn't altogether a bad taste, but she wondered what it would be like when he began to pour it into her throat.
She would choke and die. She couldn't possibly swallow that awful stuff.
Suddenly she felt other hands on her. She turned her head to see Tanner sitting at her feet. His hands were running up and down her legs, and she felt one of his fingers slide into her pussy.
"Damn!" Bo exclaimed, "she sure does feel good. I could do this all day!"
"Maybe you could," Tanner said. "But you'd better not. We want to get this cunt onto the bed and on her way out of town by five. We can't have whores like this hanging around. Give our town a bad reputation."
Bo laughed. Tanner was crawling between her thighs. She could no longer see him. But she felt him. She felt his hard prick at her pussy.
She could not speak for the prick that filled her mouth, but she voiced a silent scream. She couldn't even keep her virginity. A second later fire shot through her body as Tanner plunged into her cunt.
"Damn!" Bo Simpson shouted. "You almost made her bite my pecker off. Couldn't you go a little easier?"
"Sorry about that," Tanner said. "But she's so tight I thought my prick was going to break off."
Linda Kay knew she was going to be sick. She could feel the sickness building in her and there was nothing she could do. Be Simpson helped her. He withdrew his cock from her mouth and she was able to gulp in fresh air.
She looked at him in puzzlement. Why had he stopped? She didn't have long to wait before finding out. Bo moved off her chest and Tanner fell against her tits, his breathing heavy.
"What?" Linda Kay gasped, as she felt Bo Simpson's hands go beneath her ass, squeezing and pinching, and lifting her ass up so that Tanner's prick went in deeper.
"Ease off a minute," Bo said. "Let's turn her so that I can get in her ass while you fuck her pussy."
"Oh, God, no!" Linda Kay shouted, but the two men were already turning her on her side.
Tanner never stopped his fuck and moments later Linda Kay felt a hard prick sliding up her ass. This time it was easier than when Tanner had fucked her in the ass, but it was still painful..
She screamed. Screaming did no good for both men simply renewed their efforts, grunting and panting, and shouting filthy words, in her ear. Bo Simpson's hands snaked around her body and began to fondle her tits.
Her nipples grew hard. Linda Kay was beginning to feel an emotion different from any other she had ever felt. She was being degraded, but her body was beginning to respond to it.
She couldn't believe it. Her body was actually moving to suck up more of the two men's cocks into her. It was unlike anything she had even known.
"Damn!" Bo Simpson said. "She's beginning to move her ass. I think she's liking it!"
"Of course she's liking it," Tanner panted. "Ain't no cunt in the world that won't respond to two big cocks inside her. Move it, baby. Move it!"
Linda Kay was moving it. She had fires racing through her whole body. She cried out and this lime it wasn't in pain. She was loving the feel of two men's pounding cocks tearing into her insides.
She felt Tanner begin to gasp.
"Oh, God," he cried. "Oh, fuck. She's laying it on me now. Oh, come on, baby! Move your pussy! Eat my cock up with your hot pussy! Make me come, pussy! Make me shoot my hot come all up into your belly!"
Linda Kay moved her pussy like she was told. Her eyes were closed and she was seeing stars. She felt Bo Simpson jerk and then his prick was deep in- side her ass and he emptied his load deep into her ass. At that moment she must have blacked out, for when she opened her eyes she was lying on the blanket alone. Tanner was standing near her zipping up the front of his uniform trousers. Bo Simpson was already gone.
"Get up, cunt." Tanner snarled. "Get your clothes on. I'm taking you back to the bus station."
Linda Kay rose tiredly from the blanket. She reached for her bra and panties but Tanner tore them out of her hand. He dropped them into the back of his carts he got his gunbelt out.
"No underwear," he snarled. "I like for the people to see what kind of girl you are. I like them to know you're a cheap little whore. Besides, I keep the panties for sentimental reasons."
Linda Kay felt too sick to argue. She took her dress and buttoned it up. She felt as naked as if she hadn't put on anything. She saw Tanner looking at her and she realized that her nipples were plainly visible underneath the thin material of her dress.
"My, God," Tanner breathed. "You're still a big-tittied woman. If I didn't have to move to make my rounds, I think I'd have another go at you."
Linda Kay didn't answer. Tanner opened the car door and she got in. Tanner slipped in beside her and smiled at her.
"Are you ready to get on the bus, girlie?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Well I'm taking you there. But you have to be nice to me on the drive in."
She looked at him in horror. What more could he possibly expect? There was nothing that he hadn't done to her. But she knew it was no good to argue. Besides, what did she have left.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked numbly.
"Well, I can't but help being turned on by your tits. So how about letting them out of the top of your dress and then giving my prick a massage. I'll let my seat back far enough to give you room."
Tanner did as he promised. Linda Kay slowly unbuttoned the top of her dress so that her magnificent breasts could fall out. She saw Tanner looking at them with a greedy smile. Was the man never satisfied?
She stretched out in the seat and let his prick loose while Tanner started the car toward town.
Linda Kay did not really know what she was doing. She did the best she could. She buried his prick between her tits and began to move up and down on the shaft.
"Damn!" Tanner said. "That Feels good. That's a pair of tits you got there, girlie. Better than I've ever felt. Keep rubbing my prick like that and I'll come all over you."
Linda Kay did not want to be responsible for his come being all over, but she had no choice. She began to rub his prick hard with her tits and he groaned.
She saw the street sign from the corner of her eye and knew she was almost to the bus station. She knew she was going to have to finish him fast or he would certainly make her miss her bus.
She lowered her head and caught the head of his prick in her mouth. She continued massaging him with her hand and tits and he was groaning and his ass was lifting up so that his prick was being driven into her mouth.
Tanner stopped the car. There were people passing by on both sides of the street and she knew it would only be a minute before someone looked in.
Tanner didn't seem to care, but Linda Kay did. She didn't want anyone seeing her sucking off the cop.
"I'm getting there, honey," Tanner shouted. "I'm getting there. Oh, fuck, baby! I'm going to come all over your beautiful titties."
Linda Kay thought that people passing must surely hear. But no one looked into the car.
And then Tanner came.
Linda Kay gagged on his jism and had to jerk her head back. His cum spurted onto her abundant tits and rolled in rivulets on her belly. Some of the jizz spotted her cheek and touched the corners of her mouth.
"Ah," Tanner said, as he gave one last jerk. "You're a good cocksucker!"
He looked at her and grinned. "Now, how about licking me clean. I can't put my prick back into my trousers with it sticky that way."
Linda Kay obediently bent her head and licked him clean. But when she tried to find something to wipe herself, his hard hand stopped her.
"No," he said. "I want you to go out of town with my cum on you. Just button your dress and wipe your face."
Linda Kay did as she was told. She could feel his hot jizz still on her tits and running down to her thighs. It felt sticky and uncomfortable.
It was growing dark as Linda Kay got out of the car. She reached for her bar, but Tanner stopped her.
"Hell no," he said. "You're leaving here with just the dress on your back. But don't you worry, honey. A whore like you can buy all the clothes she wants in exchange for a few good fucks. I've broken you in right."
Linda Kay was too numb to argue. Tanner walked her to the bus. There was nobody aboard but a driver in his fifties who licked his lips when he saw Linda Kay's nipples under her shin.
"Here's a present for you, Hal," Tanner said. "You treat her right. She's going to New York."
Even though it was still light enough on the sidewalk for people to see, Tanner deliberately ran his hand up Linda Kay's dress and squeezed her ass. The driver could not help but see.
Tanner slapped her ass a couple of times. "Don't came back, girlie," he said, "or trouble is all you'll find."
Linda Kay stepped on the bus and the doors closed with a swish. She could feel the bus driver's eyes on her all the way as she walked to the rear of the bus.
Chapter Three
Hal Edwards had been driving a bus for twenty years and he had never seen anything like the girl the deputy had put on his bus. He told himself that he was too old to be having thoughts about her, but his eyes kept going to the minor.
The girl had sat down in the last seat. It was dark on the bus, but now and then he could see the white flesh of her legs as she changed position.
He couldn't get his mind off her. He had seen the way the deputy had handled her when she'd gotten on the bus. The deputy had put his hands all over her. He'd decided that she was a whore that the deputy was running out of town.
Whore! The word stuck in his mind. She looked awfully young and innocent to put out for money but she'd certainly not protested when the deputy had squeezed her ass. She'd simply looked kind of dazed and sleepy. She probably wouldn't protest if he wanted to stick his cock into her.
Hal had to shift his position because his cock was growing hard. It had been a long time since he'd had anything as young and as sweet-looking. His wife had long ago started treating sex like a chore. She opened her fat legs to him only when he forced her.
There had been a few other women. His wife's best friend, for example. But she too was aid and fat, even if she did enjoy a good stiff cock now and then.
But this girl. There was nothing fat about her. And such huge tits. A man could bury himself in tits like those. He knew that her cunt would be warm and tight.
But could he do it? Hal looked down at his watch. He was running ahead of schedule. He could cut out stopping for his coffee break and he could probably make an hour up. A long hour. Plenty of time to enjoy the young thing.
Hal began to rub his cock. He was afraid, but his cock was screaming for release. It was like it had a mind of its own. He knew a place where he could stop. An old dirt road halfway to the next town. The dirt road ran deep into the woods and he had often stopped there to have his break-not many people rode the bus on this run. Hal made up his mind to stop. One more slice off her loaf wouldn't harm the whore any, and he needed some pussy bad.
He drove for a half hour more until he came to the place where the bumpy dirt wad led off into the woods. He glanced in his mirror. The girl looked like she was asleep, her head resting on the glass. Hal turned off. The girl must have been really tired, for she didn't awaken as he drove the bus deep into the woods.
Hal stopped the bus. He left the motor running and made sure the emergency brake was holding. Smiling, thinking of what was ahead, he left his seat and walked to the back of the bus.
The girl had her legs curled up underneath her. Her skirt had pulled up and Hal looked at her white thighs hungrily. He put a hand on her knee. The girl awakened. Her eyes went wide with fright.
"Are we? Oh, my God! Nat again! Please not again!"
"I'm not going to hurt you," Hal said softly. "I just thought that you and I might have a little fun before we get to the next town."
"No!" she begged.
But Hal was too hot to listen. He dropped his full weight on top of the girl pinning her in her seat. Her dress pulled up above her waist and Hal gaped in astonishment. She wasn't wearing panties.
"You really are sweet," Hal whispered.
The girl seemed to realize that there was little she could do. She seemed to resign herself to the fact' and she relaxed her body. Hal lowered his head. He could not help himself. The sight of that blonde hair was too much to resist.
He sucked in some of her tender flesh and the girl gasped.
"What are you doing?" she asked. "What are you doing!"
Evidently the girl had never experienced anything like Hal. He couldn't believe it, but she was acting like her pussy had never been eaten. A whore who'd never been eaten? That really was different.
His tongue slipped through her pussy hairs and into her cunt. He tasted cum and suddenly realized that it had not been long before that she had been fucked.
She was beginning to move under him a little as Hal jerked his head away. He wasn't sure he still wanted to eat her, but he knew one thing for damn sure-his prick was bursting out of his trousers and he needed to fuck.
He unbuttoned her dress to let her huge boobs out. He nuzzled at them greedily. The girl was no longer acting as if she wanted to fight, and she had started rubbing at his hair.
Hal reached down and unzipped his trousers. His huge prick jumped free. He was proud of his prick. It was larger than most. A lot of girls had fainted just looking at him.
But he knew this whore could take it. He kicked out of hit uniform trousers and dropped them to the floor. To hell with the cleaning of them. He'd let the laundry get the chewing gum out. Right now his only concern was fresh young pussy.
He went back to nuzzling Linda Kay's boobs as his huge prick nuzzled at her pussy. He put one hand underneath her ass to lift her up to him and he pressed gently.
She gave a little gasp as he started inside of her. He pushed more of himself in. Then a little more. Her ass suddenly came off the seat and sucked him in hungrily.
Hal gasped this time. He had never felt anything so tight and warm. It was almost like she was virgin pussy. His other hand went underneath and he cupped her ass cheeks.
Linda Kay didn't know what was wrong with her. She was going to fight him, but when she realized it was no use, she simply decided to let him have his way. But she certainly had not wanted her body to respond the way it was.
She had never known anything like this. There were sharp fires going through her whole body as the bus driver drove his prick into her cunt. He was so huge. She could feel his heavy balls hitting her ass and she was loving the feeling.
With the deputy it had only hurt. She had thought that she would never again allow a man to do anything to her. But now.
"Fuck," the man grunted. "This feels so good. So good. Tight little pussy. Best ever. Oh, God. I wish my wife could fuck like this! Oh Jesus!"
Linda Kay brought the man's head back down to her tits. She wanted to feel him nuzzling there. It felt good. It helped the fires to burn in her body.
The bus driver wasn't reluctant-he went everywhere she wanted. His tongue licked out at her nipples and she felt as if his tongue was fire. He was roughly sucking a nipple into his throat and she pushed her back to give him more of her flesh.
"What's wrong with me!" Linda Kay was saying. She didn't realize that she was talking out loud. "Oh, God, what's wrong with me? I've never felt anything like this! Oh, help me!"
"I'll help you, baby," the bus driver panted. "I'm going to give you every inch of hot and throbbing meat. Every big inch. I'm going to drench your insides. I'm going to fuck you until you see stars."
Linda Kay was already seeing stars. They danced before her like they were fled together on a string. She cried out as he squeezed her ass and pumped with his prick.
"I'm coming, baby!" the bus driver panted. "I'm fixing to shoot my wad inside your pussy. It feels so good!"
Linda Kay wanted to feel his prick spurting into her hot cunt. She wanted every inch of his delicious cock. She loved the feeling of being pounded into the seat. She knew that it was wrong, but she didn't care. It just felt too good.
"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Give me your cum! Give it to me. Give me all your cum!"
"Squeeze my balls, baby," he said. "Squeeze them!"
Linda Kay reached underneath and began to fondle his balls as he drove into her. She felt the sacs when they began to lighten, and then she felt his warm jizz shooting into her cunt.
She raised her ass so that she could get every drop of it. For an old man he had plenty. He kept shooting into her until Linda Kay thought he never would stop.
Finally he rolled off her. It was good for Linda Kay, but it was not completely satisfying. She knew that if he had stayed with her a few moments longer, she would have reached climax, too.
"Damn!" the driver said, as he zipped up his trousers. "You're one fine piece of ass, baby. I thought you were going to be cold when I got started, but you sure warmed up in a hurry."
Linda Kay didn't answer.
The driver took out his wallet. "I guess I should've asked you this first. How much are you?"
"How much?" Linda Kay asked, confused. "Sure. I don't take a ride for nothing. A piece like you has got to make a living. Tell you what. I don't usually pay this much but for a tail like yours."
The bus driver laid ten dollars down on the seat.
Chapter Four
Linda Kay was aware of the men looking at her as she walked through the bus terminal. She was aware that a lot of them licked their lips. They wanted her. They wanted to stick their cocks in her like the others had done.
Linda Kay felt sore and ashamed. All she had in the world was the ten dollars still clutched in her hand. She was tired and she was cold. The thin dress she wore was not enough to keep the city wind out.
She stopped on the sidewalk, outside the bus terminal, and looked around. She didn't know where to go. The city buildings and lights were frightening.
"Can I help you, baby," a soft voice said.
Linda Kay looked around in surprise to see a smiling young man standing beside her. He was not much older than her, but his eyes were old and experienced.
"Thank you," she said. "I was looking for a hotel. Do you know a nice inexpensive hotel?"
"Sure I do," the young man said. "I was just on my way there. You can follow me." "Thank you."
She followed the young man. She knew that she might be getting into trouble again but the young man had such a nice face. She didn't think that he would be very much trouble.
They walked for about ten minutes. There had been fewer and fewer and fewer lights. Suddenly the boy turned into an alley. Linda Kay wasn't sure she wanted to follow there. She started to turn away but a strong arm reached out and grabbed her about the waist.
A knife was suddenly at her throat.
"Come on, whore," a harsh voice said. "Came into the alley with us or I'll cut your throat."
She felt herself tugged backwards and she went where she was told. There were boxes piled high in the alley. She was pushed into a circle of grinning faces. There were several boys there and a couple of girls. They all wore dark jackets.
She saw the boy she had met at the bus stop.
"Please," she said. "I just want to find a hotel. I'm so tired."
The boy spat at her feet. He stepped forward and struck her across the cheek. She fell backwards. She found herself lying on a dirty mattress that someone had discarded.
"So you're tired," the boy jeered. "Maybe a good turn on the mattress will help."
"Please!" Linda Kay said. "What are you going to do with me?"
"We're going to fuck you," the boy jeered. "You're going to give our cocks a good time."
She tried to got up but he placed a foot an her head and pushed her back. He reached down and tore the ten dollar bill front her hand.He looked at it and then stuck it in his pocket.
"That's how I like it," the boy said. "I like it when the girl pays me."
One of the girls laughed. "I wonder who gave her ten dollars. She sure don't look like ten dollars worth"
"Maybe it's the tits. She's sure got a big pair of tits for such a little girl."
"They couldn't be real."
"Let's find out"
"Why don't we," the boy standing over Linda Kay smiled. "Let's find out if her tits are real or not. Then well find out if she's worth ten dollars."
The boy took out a knife from his pocket. The blade looked deadly in the poor light.
"Don't hurt me," Linda Kay pleaded.
"I don't intend to hurt you," the boy said. "I don't want to damage the merchandise. Very much."
He put the knife to Linda Kay's throat. Linda Kay had never been as frightened in her life. That boy's eyes were cruel now, not at all like they had been before.
"Strip," he commanded. "Get your ass bare."
Linda Kay nodded as she began to unbutton her dress with trembling hands. The others crowded around licking their lips like hungry animals.
"Jesus," a girl said. "Would you look at them tits."
"I'm looking. I'm looking!"
Linda Kay finished unbuttoning. The boy moved so that she could lift up and take her dress off. The boy took it from her hands and flung it aside.
"Goddamn!" he said. "My cock's getting hard looking at her stuff."
He stood spread-legged over Linda Kay. Linda Kay could do nothing but watch as a girl unzipped the fly. The girl had short black hair and a baby face, but there was nothing innocent about her searching fingers.
She pulled the boy's cock from his jeans and began to stroke it. He didn't move as the girl pulled his trousers before his knees. She bent her head and kissed his cock.
"Not you, Janie," the boy said.
He pushed her away and looked at Linda Kay. "Come here, Janie," a boy said. "I need mine sucked."
The girl named Janie quickly moved to another boy. She unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock free. She bent to her knees and began to suck him.
"Do you suck good cock?" the boy asked Linda Kay.
Linda Kay couldn't answer. Her throat was dry and her eyes were riveted to the girl sucking the boy. She seemed to know all about it. She drew him deep into her mouth and even sucked in his balls.
"I asked you a question!" the boy said.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her up to his hard and throbbing cock. Linda Kay almost gagged at the first taste but he rammed her mouth onto his cock.
"I want you to suck my cock," he said. "I want you to suck it good or I'll hurt you. Do you understand?"
Linda Kay nodded. She had little desire to suck the red prick before her, but she had no choice. She began to draw him into her mouth.
"Finger my balls," he said.
She began to fondle his balls like he had commanded. His hands curled in her hair and pulled her tight. Out of the corner of her eye she could still see the girl, Janie, sucking the boy.
Her eyes strayed to the other girl. She had pulled her tight jeans down and was bent over a trash can. Another boy had pulled his trousers off and began driving a hard shaft between the girl's legs. The girl was moaning in pleasure. The other boys had begun to take off their clothes. There were five other hard cocks standing at attention all around Linda Kay.
"Oh, God!" the boy being sucked by Janie started crying. "I'm going to come. I'm going to come in Janie's mouth. Oh, suck me. Suck me, Janie!"
"No," the boy who Linda Kay was sucking commanded. "I don't want your come m your mouth. I want it over here. I want it dripping on this bitch."
Linda Kay froze in horror. He slapped the side of her head. "Suck, bitch!"
She sucked and watched as the boy withdrew from Janie's mouth. He walked over so that he stood directly above Linda Kay. His hard cock was already dripping. Linda Kay could no longer see him, but she knew that Janie had taken him in her experienced hand and was slowly bringing him to climax.
A hot sticky drop fell on her cheek.
"Damn!" the boy cried. "I'm going to come. Oh damn! Oh, Fuck! Oh, Fuck!"
Then there was a river of hot sticky cum falling on Linda Kay's cheeks and in her hair. Almost immediately the boy she was sucking gave a hard lunge, nearly choking her, and began to empty out into her throat.
"Swallow me, bitch!" he cried. "Don't you drop one precious bit of my jizz. Swallow it all or I'll beat you."
Linda Kay tried to swallow it all. She choked and swallowed and tried to catch her breath, but he kept pouring the cum into her throat.
Some of it dripped out of the corner of her mouth and fell onto her tits. The boy withdrew from her mouth and Linda Kay gasped for breath. For a moment she thought she was going to be sick, but the fresh air revived her.
"Fucking bitch!" the boy said. He slapped her hard across the face. "I told you not to waste any of my cum."
Another boy was crying out loud and Linda Kay saw the boy at the trash can moving wildly. Linda Kay knew he was pouring out his jism into the girl's pumping ass. She was crying wildly, enjoying every minute of it.
Another cock was brushed against Linda Kay's face. A boy, took her hand and wrapped it around his throbbing meat. Linda Kay began to masturbate him. A new hand came by to fondle her tits, and she looked up in surprise.
It was Janie. There was an evil smile on Janie's face. Suddenly there was pain. Janie had squeezed too hard.
"Oh!" Linda Kay cried.
Janie pushed her backwards; She was in an awkward position. Her hand was still masturbating the boy and she could hardly move as Janie slid on top of her.
"You ever felt tits?" Janie whispered. "I bet you never felt any as good as mine."
Janie began to rub her tits along Linda Kay's. Linda Kay's hand was suddenly covered in sticky jism. The boy she had been jerking off had come quickly.
Suddenly Linda Kay was being kissed by Janie. The young girl's lips were like burning firebrands. A tongue slipped between Linda Kay's lips and began to brush at her own.
Linda Kay was surprised and shocked. Back home the boys were always trying to get some-but a girl? Two girls was unheard of, but here was this sexy young thing kissing her.
Oddly enough, Linda Kay was enjoying the experience. The lips were soft. Not like the boys. They were almost kind and Linda Kay had known no kindness since she had left home.
She found herself kissing back. She didn't complain when Janie's hands came up to fondle her tits. She didn't back away when Janie tore off her own top and began to rub her naked tits against Linda Kay.
In fact, it felt good. Linda Kay found herself fondling Janie's tits without being forced. For the first time in her life she ran her fingers lightly over another woman's body and she loved it.
There was none of the hard, bulging muscle of a man, but tender flesh that did not bruise her own. She responded to the feeling even though she knew the boys were still looking on.
Her enjoyment didn't last. A rough hand pulled Janie from her. Janie angrily buttoned up the front of her blouse and turned sullenly away. The boys dosed in around Linda Kay. Now all she could ace was hard cocks and smiling faces.
The next hour was the most painful Linda Kay had ever experienced. The stuffy bodies of the boys sank down upon her. Cocks were stuffed into her mouth, pussy, and into her sore ass.
One boy would finish with a cry and another would quickly take his place. There was no rest. She lay on her side and did what each told her to do. They positioned her like they wanted. She tasted salty jism from each of their cocks and she must have swallowed gallons.
Finally they were done with her. The last boy drew his limp cock from her ass and patted her tenderly.
"Fine stuff," he said. "You'll make it in the big city, baby. Just move that ass."
There was laughter all around.
"Are you done with me?" Linda Kay asked. "Can I go now?"
The first boy she had met bent down and smiled at her,
"Not done with you, bitch," he said quietly. "But almost. You see, we wouldn't want you to go crying about getting fucked your first day in the big city. So we have to give you an example of what might happen to you if you cry too loud."
Linda Kay was not sure of what they meant but she was not long finding out. Each of the boys drew his belt from his trousers. They were wicked looking things.
"No," Linda Kay said. "Please don't hurt me. I did like you wanted. I let you use me. I let you degrade me all you wanted. Please don't hurt me!"
The boy gave a laugh and swung the belt in a cutting circle. It struck her on the hip and Linda Kay cried out loud. She wasn't given much of a chance to escape from the swinging belts. She protected her face from the swinging belts but the rest of her body was badly abused. There were dozens of sharp pains that shot through her.
She cried for mercy, for pity, but they showed her none. It seemed like hours before the belts stopped swinging. Linda Kay lay sobbing as a face was pressed close to hers.
"You remember, baby," the boy's voice said. "You talk and we'll tear your body up! Understand?"
Linda Kay could only nod. Then a balled-up fist came out of the night and knocked her into blackness.
Chapter Five
Pam Hodges had been returning home when she found Linda Kay. She was not surprised to find a naked girl, beaten and raped, lying on a dirty mattress outside her apartment building.
There were a lot of gangs who frequented the area around her apartment. Some of the boys and girls who were members were, really cruel. Linda Kay was not the first girl who had been degraded by them.
Pam got the manager to help her get Linda Kay up to her room. The manager was a friendly, elderly man who asked no questions. He knew Pam's profession and he didn't evict her and occasionally Pam had given him a few free shows by going braless and wearing short skirts.
Pam got the girl into her room and thanked the manager.
"Poor thing," the old man clucked. "They really beat her badly." The old man licked his lips. "And she's such a pretty thing."
Pam pushed him out the door and closed it. He didn't need to be standing there getting any dangerous ideas about Linda Kay.
Pam got her into a tub without awakening her, and she washed her carefully. She could not help but take an interest in the girl's body. Her tits were good. Pam ran her fingers lightly aver them and kissed a nipple gently. Pam had other plans for the girl, but first she was going to have to get her well.
The girl still did not awaken as Pam rubbed her down and then treated the cuts and bruises. The girl had been worked over well.
Pam tucked her into her own bed as the door chimes rang. With a sigh, Pam walked to the door and opened it. A smiling, fat man stood there. He was dressed in a conservative business suit.
"Pam," he said. "I've got only a few minutes." "Charlie. You know I like for you to call first." "I know," Charlie admitted. "But I was in the area and I thought.. I need you, Pam. I'll pay you double."
Pam sighed again. "Okay. But we'll have to do it on the couch. The bedroom's taken."
Charlie Fisher quickly stepped into the room and shut the door. He took out his wallet and laid two crisp hundred dollar bills on the corner table.
"Double," he said. "Like I promised." Pam smiled. She pulled his tie loose and unbuttoned his shirt.
"You really are hard-up," Pam said softly. "Why don't you leave your cold wife?"
"Because I really like her as a person," Charlie admitted. "It's not, her fault that she doesn't like sex and she doesn't complain about my paying for a little entertainment."
Pam stripped off his shirt and bent her head to his nipple. Her teasing tongue soon made it hard. Pam felt a tingle between her legs.
It was no secret, that Pam liked sex. That was the reason she had become a highly paid prostitute. It didn't matter who the sex was with. As long as the man was gentle, she enjoyed it. Charlie Fisher was a gentle man, but he was also with a huge cock. The first time she had seen it, Pam had been amazed. The cock did not suit short Charlie. It was a magnificent thing, huge and reddened with lust, and never failed to make Pam tremble.
She slipped his zipper down and unbuckled his trousers. She pulled them down and kicked them off. He wore no shorts. His prick was already hard.
"Charlie," she said. "Oh, Charlie."
She bent her head to tongue it. He groaned and he began to squeeze her tits. Quickly Pam pulled back. She wanted that huge thing between her legs. She stripped off her blouse and arched her back.
Charlie's lips fell to her tits. She was proud of them. There was far more than a simple mouthful, and Charlie was using his tongue to good advantage.
Both of them sank to her soft carpeted floor. Charlie's busy hands were immediately beneath Pam's short skirt. Pam gasped with delight as Charlie pushed her skirt up above her waist and began to nuzzle at her pussy. Even through her panties she could feel Charlie's rough tongue.
"Oh, take my panties off," Pam pleaded. "Oh, take them off, Charlie! I want to feel your tongue inside me. Oh, please, Charlie!"
Charlie laughed as he pulled her panties down and buried his face in her red pubic hair. Her pussy smelled good to Charlie. He flicked experimentally with his tongue and Pam jumped and began to pull at his head.
"Eat me, Charlie," she begged. "Oh, eat my cunt. Give me all your tongue deep inside. I love it, Charlie. I love your tongue in my pussy!"
Charlie glowed himself to be pulled downward into her crotch. Her pubic hair smothered him. Her cunt was being pushed at him and he loved it. He drove his tongue inside. She spread her legs wider so that there was no part of her he could not reach.
As he ate her, he began to fondle her tits. They felt good and hefty in his hands. Solid, creamy flesh that made his cock feel like rock.
His tongue found her clit and she cried out in pleasure. He began to gently massage her clit with his tongue and teeth and Pam began to move more urgently.
"Damn!" she cried. "That's it, Charlie! Oh, eat me. Fill me up with your tongue. Fuck! It feels so good. Nobody can eat pussy like you can, Charlie. Oh, it feels so fucking good!"
Charlie knew that she was not just saying the words without feeling them. He could taste the fire and urgency in her cunt. He knew by the frantic way her fingers tugged at his hair, his ears, and his fingers that she was not just mouthing words.
Charlie fucked other whores, but none were as good as Pam. None enjoyed it as much as Pam. Now Pam was jerking wildly underneath him and he knew she was nearing her finish.
"Fuck!" Pam cried. "There's nothing like a good cunt-eating. And you eat it so good, Charlie. Oh, God, Charlie, I think I'm coming. Oh, I know I am. Eat my pussy, Charlie! Eat it good."
Charlie doubled his efforts to make her come. He liked the feeling of power having Pam so helpless beneath his tongue. He began to squeeze her tits harder.
"Jesus Christ, Charlie!" Pam yelled. "I'm coming. Your tongue's making me come! Oh, damn, Charlie. Eat up all my juice. Eat it all!"
Pam's ass bounced off the floor in a shuddering climax and Charlie found himself drenched in her juices. He didn't mind. He loved the taste of cunt. He sucked and lapped until Pam quit trembling.
"Damn!" Pam said softly. "You sure know how to eat a girl, Charlie."
"The pleasure's all mine," he answered.
Pam tugged at him until he raised up. She pulled him up on her. He lay on her soft tits and his prick was jumping at her cunt.
"Let me taste me," Pam said, and Charlie bent his head to her lips. Her tongue was fiery as it searched his lips and mouth for her cunt's juices.
Charlie couldn't wait any longer. He gave a shove and his prick was partly inside her. Pam nodded.
"Easy with that thing, Charlie," she said. "You could put a girl out of business."
But already Pam's hips were moving, her twat trying to suck in more of his hard cock. Charlie obliged her. He pushed until his prick was inside her. He lay quiet for a moment, liking the feel of her tits against his chest and her warm cunt walls against his prick.
But Pam would not let him remain still. Already her ass was moving and her fires were building again. He began to pump in and out, trying to drive her ass deeper into the soft carpet.
"Oh, yes," Pam cried. "Oh, yes! That's the way to fuck me. You've got a big cock. I love your cock!"
He took pleasure at her words. He felt the tingling in his balls and he wished he could put it off for a few moments. But he knew that time was growing short and he needed to finish.
He began to fuck harder, his tongue racing into her mouth. Her experienced hands went beneath their bodies and began to play with his balls. In a moment he could feel the tingle grow and he knew it would be only a few moments more.
"I'm coming, baby!" he cried. "I'm coming!"
"Yes," she said. "Come inside me. Fill me with your cum! Drive your cock deep inside me. Fuck me good and hard!"
He could hold it no longer. His prick jerked and he felt the warm rush of sperm pouring from his cock. She pushed her cunt up at him so that she could capture every drop.
He fell away from her exhausted and immediately she was on top of him licking at his cock and drawing the last of his jizz from his prick.
"Oh, baby," he said, as she finished licking him clean, "you're the best!"
Chapter Six
Pam wrapped herself in a robe after Charlie left. Charlie was good, but he had left Pam with an edge. She could feel her muscles tensed and ready, and she almost wished that another of her clients would show up.
Almost. Really, she didn't think she was in a mood to handle any more, even if she did feel sexy. It had been a long and tiresome day.
She and Al had made four films that day. Four short features that would soon be running in porno movie houses all over the country. She enjoyed doing the films and they paid well, but they were tiring.
She went in to look at her new young lamb and found her sitting up.
"Well," Pam said. "It's nice to see you up and around again."
"Where am I?"
"In my apartment. My name's Pam Hodges. "What's yours?"
"Linda Kay." A puzzled expression came over her face. "How'd I get here?"
"I brought you here. I thought you might get cold in that alley."
Linda Kay's eyes misted. She remembered the pain of the horns before. Her back and arms throbbed with agony and she began to sob. Pam put her arms around her and drew her close.
"Hey," she said. "It's all right now. You're safe here. How'd you get in that alley, anyway?"
Linda Kay felt the warm friendliness of the girl. She began to pour out her story in heartbroken sobs. She told about her stepfather beating her and she had to run away and then the deputy raping her. And then the teen-age gang. It was almost too much to bear.
"Those bastards," Pam said. "You really have had it bad."
While she nodded in sympathy, Pam had been running her fingers lightly down Linda Kay's warm skin. The young girl was interestingly sexy, all youth and innocence except for the sudden growing up that was evident in the eyes.
Pam knew how Linda Kay must feel. Pam had been raped by a group of boys when she was only sixteen and sex had been very confusing for a long time after that. Pam had thought that she would never know how to enjoy sex, but a good and gentle teacher had taught her differently.
"Such sore muscles," Pam said softly. "And so tense. Lie down on the bed and let me rub the tenseness away."
Linda Kay stretched out on the soft bed. She turned over on her stomach as Pam began to softly rub her shoulders and back. Pam stopped and Linda Kay groaned in protest.
"Be right back," Pam said soothingly. "I've got something that'll help those sore spots."
Linda Kay did not lift her head as Pam left the room. A moment later Pam returned with some ointment. The smelt went away as Pam began to nib the stuff into Linda Kay's skin. It made her skin tingle at first, but then it gave a warm pleasant feeling.
"This will take the hurt out," Pam said. "It's very good stuff. I have a druggist friend who makes it up for me."
At Pam's tugging, Linda Kay turned back over. The gentle hands were then rubbing her, stomach. Then Pam began to rub her breasts. Soft, soothing hands that became too familiar with her flesh. But Linda Kay didn't care. The hands were making her feel relaxed and sleepy.
The hands were suddenly gone. Linda Kay opened an eye to see Pam shrug her robe off. Pam stood naked in the light from the lamp. Her body was beautiful and mature. It made Linda Kay long to touch it.
Then Pawn stretched out beside her and pulled her close so that their bodies were touching.
"Do you want to be close to me?" Pam asked.
"Yes," Linda Kay answered.
"Good. Because I want to be close to you. I want to feel you rubbing against me. Your body is warm and soft and I like to touch you."
Pam tugged Linda Kay closer. She put one soft leg over Linda Kay's thighs and moved so that her pussy was rubbing up against Linda Kay's knee.
"You're beautiful, Linda Kay," Pam said softly, as she began to gently rub her pussy against Linda Kay's knee.
Linda Kay showed no sign of being aware of what Pam was doing. "I'm not beautiful. My mother used to tell that I was oversized."
"Oversized?" questioned Pam, shocked. "Where?"
Linda Kay squeezed her tits.
"No you're not," Pam protested. "Don't you know th5:11 AMlove to ace women with tits like yours! I wish I had them."
"Yours are nice."
"But they're not as big as yours."
Pam gently sucked one nipple into her mouth. Linda Kay gave a little squeal. Pam did not suck her as the boys had done-there was nothing hard about her. Her mouth was gentle, urging and it sent shivers down Linda Kay's spine.
Linda Kay remembered Janie and how good Janie was making her feel. This was the same feeling, except that Pam was starting fires in her that she didn't know she had.
Pam licked hungrily at her nipple and then sucked more of Linda Kay's tit into her mouth. She released the nipple and ran her tongue down Linda Kay's side. Her tongue flicked at the skin of Linda Kay's stomach.
"Does this feel good?" Pam asked.
"Yeah," Linda Kay admitted. "It feels great! I like your tongue doing that to me."
Again Pam ran her tongue up the flat stomach to Linda Kay's tits. She sucked one nipple into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue. After a moment she left it and went to the other nipple.
Pam pushed a little harder against Linda Kay's knee and Linda Kay began to move her knee slowly. It was what Pam wanted. She had an ache between her legs that Charlie had left.
Pam knew that the soft, satiny body beneath her could fill her needs. Linda Kay may not have known much about sex, but Pam was certain she could teach her. And she would be gentle, just as her teacher had been gentle.
Linda Kay pushed her tits into Pam's face and Pam realized that she wasn't concentrating. Linda Kay wanted to be sucked, pampered, eaten and Pam was going to do whatever it took.
Pam sucked one of the delicious nipples into her mouth again. The flesh was clean and sweet tasting. She rubbed her pussy harder against the knee.
She moved her hand down to squeeze one curvy hip. She fondled it for a moment and then her fingers moved between Linda Kay's legs. Pam felt Linda Kay stiffen-she was still suffering from the fear of what the boys had done to her.
"It's all right, Linda Kay," Pam said gently. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to make you better. I'm going to make you happy."
Linda Kay could do nothing but nod as Pam once more searched between her legs. She opened them a little to give Pam easier access, even though her first impulse was to close them.
But the mouth that sucked her and the hands that pried between her legs were not rough hands. They were gentle, insistent hands that made Linda Kay feel good.
A finger was inside Linda Kay. A finger had rubbed against the walls of her pussy, that urgently, hungrily searched out her clit and began to massage.
Twice that day Linda Kay had felt a warm, pleasant feeling of fires building up in her. Both times the feeling had not lasted for long. But Pam was making the feeling last.
Suddenly Pam drew back. "I'm going to eat you, honey," she said.
Linda Kay didn't object when Pam lowered her head. She felt the first probings of Pam's tongue as it licked through the pussy hairs and licked the walls of Linda Kay's cunt.
Linda Kay had felt her first tongue with the bus driver but that had only lasted for a brief moment. She had not realized how good it could feel. An excitement built in her as Pam began to work on her cunt.
Pam reached up to fondle Linda Kay's nipple as she sucked-that was the last straw. Linda Kay could feel all of the tenseness drain out of her like someone had sucked it from her.
And perhaps that was what Pam was doing. Sucking all of the tenseness out through Linda Kay's cunt.
"Oh, God!" Linda Kay said. "That feels so good. I've never felt anything like that!"
Linda Kay began to move underneath Pam's licking tongue. Pam intensified her efforts. Now, more than anything, she wanted to bring Linda Kay to a climax. Linda Kay was screaming and lifting her hips with each taste of Pam's tongue.
"What's happening to me?" Linda Kay cried. "What's happening to me?"
Her hips began to move faster. Pam felt the first of Linda Kay's juices flood her mouth and then Linda Kay's ass was jerking about the bed, almost getting away from Pam's persistent tongue.
"Damn," Linda Kay cried. "I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, help me! I've never felt like this before. Oh, what's happening to me! I'm coming!"
Linda Kay jerked and twisted underneath Pam's tongue, uttering soft cries and her fingers clutching at the bed. Finally she gave one last shudder and sank back.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned.
Pam raised up and drew Linda Kay into her warm, loving arms. There would be time enough to teach her other things in the morning. Linda Kay was exhausted, but Pam still had that ache between her legs. A throbbing that only a hard dick would care.
But there were no tricks available. Then Pam thought of the elderly manager who was always licking his lips when he looked at her. His cock would certainly be hard and it would quench the tire, between her legs.
Pam slipped out of bed and put on her robe. She padded silently into the living room.
She picked up the phone and dialed the manager's number.
"Hello," a sleepy voice answered.
"Mr. Blythe," Pam said sweetly. "Could you please come up for a few minutes. I was trying to take a shower and the faucet is stuck."
"Right away," the voice said.
Pam put down the phone with a chuckle. She could imagine the elderly man making some kind of explanation to his wife and hurrying upstairs to her apartment. He was probably thinking all sorts of things as he rushed up the stairs.
He was probably hoping for a quick glimpse of a naked tit or pussy underneath a robe. Boy, was he in for a surprise.
Sam had been manager of the apartment for twenty years and this was the first time he had ever answered a call this late at night. If it had been anybody else, he would have told them to go to hell, but Pam Hodges was different.
Sam was aware of how she made her living. He was also aware that many times he had gone into the bathroom, shut the door, and jerked off with the sight of her naked body filling his mind.
Tonight he hoped for a real glimpse. If she had been taking her shower, then she would have to be in robe and naked underneath. Sam wiped the sweat from his brow as he rang the bell.
Pam opened the door. She was pure sex standing in the doorway. She wore a blue robe that was almost transparent. Her red hair was brushed and shining. He could see the curve of one thigh pressed against the robe.
"I got here as quick as I could," he said.
"I see you did," Pam said. "And I appreciate it. I can't imagine what's wrong with the shower."
Sam followed her luscious-looking ass into the bathroom. He swallowed as she stepped aside to let him examine the shower. He turned it on easily. He tried the hot water. There was no problem with it, either.
"Well," Pam said. "It looks like I got you up here for nothing."
"It's all right," Sam said, as he stood up. "Sometimes they do get stuck for a minute. It might have cleared itself out."
"I sure do thank you," Pam said. "I need my shower each evening. It makes my skin feel so much better."
Suddenly, to Sam's astonishment, she dropped the robe. All his dreams of her were nothing compared to the sight of her naked body standing no more than two feet away from him.
He swallowed.
"Don't you think I have nice skin?" she asked, teasingly. "In my profession, I have to take care of it."
"Y-Yes," Sam croaked.
"And it's very soft. Here. You can tell by touching it."
She took his trembling hand and placed it on her tit. Sam's palm felt sweaty, but he was no longer afraid. He knew what the woman' wanted, and he wanted to give it to her.
He grabbed her long red hair and brought her face to his. He kissed her hard. She gasped. She tried to pull away, but Sam had turned barbaric. He began to massage her tits and his tongue found hers. "Oh, Sam," she said, drawing back. "Sam!"
He had strong arms and he picked her up easily. He walked her toward the bedroom.
"Not there!" she protested. "The couch."
But Sam was beyond caring. His cock was hard and he wanted it inside her. He wanted to fuck her and he didn't want to wait. He kicked the door open. He realized then that the girl was still there. The young thing lay on her side with the coven pulled back, revealing her huge tits.
It made him horny as hell. His mouth bruised down on Pam's as she started to protest again. He dropped her beside the girl.
Quickly he stripped his clothes off and he saw her wide-eyed stare at his hard and throbbing cock. He was proud of it. He took it in his hands and pointed it at her.
"Pretty damn good for an old man," he punted.
"Yes," Pant gasped. "Oh, yes!"
He jumped on top of her. He had no time to waste. He ripped his meat into her like a spear. She cried out at the sudden attack but she didn't try to fight him off. Her ass came up to welcome his plunging motion.
"Jesus," Pam cried. "Jesus! You know how to lay it to a girl. My, God! Why didn't I fuck you a long time ago?"
"I don't know," Sam choked, "but I sure wish you had."
He was gasping for breath as he plunged deeper into her tight cunt. Her fingernails raked his ass, urging him on to greater speed.
"I'm getting there," Pam cried. "I'm going to come. Oh, yes! You feel good, Sam. You've got a good cock!"
Sam laughed loudly as he drove himself. He remembered all the times when he had wanted to plunge his prick into her. It was too good to be true. All her warm and willing flesh was his.
"Hot damn," Pam cried. "Oh, give it to me. Fuck me like a whore. Treat me any way you want. Give me all of your hot dick!"
Sam was giving her as much as he could. He pumped in and out and his lips nuzzled at her tits. Sweet tasting tits!
"I'm coming!" Sam said, as he felt the tension build in his balls. "I'm going to soak you in my cum. I'm going to fill you up!"
"Yes!" Pam cried.
Suddenly Sam felt another hand fingering his balls. Linda Kay had awakened.
"Damn," Sam cried. "Oh, my God!"
His prick jerked and he began to spew out his insides into Pam. Pam raised her ass to catch his every drop and she moaned at the pleasure it was bringing her.
"Oh," Sam said, as he finished and fell away from Pam. "I've never felt anything like that. I'll never get hard again."
"That's what you think," Linda Kay said sweetly.
Sam watched, speechless, as Linda Kay lowered her blonde head -to his prick. She licked at him. She ran her tongue down one side of his stiff prick and back up the other. Her tongue played gently with the hole at the tip.
Sam groaned in pleasure. Pam laughed in delight. Linda Kay sucked the head of his prick into her mouth. Sam had never felt anything so delicious. Her mouth sucked at him while her tongue played.
Pam pushed Linda Kay away from his cock and Sam groaned in protest. "Not so fast, honey," Pam said. "We'll give this man a blow-job he'll never forget. You tongue one side and I'll tongue the other."
Sam watched as two heads met at his cock. It was the most exciting thing he had ever seen. Pam's raven black hair and Linda Kay's blonde mingling together as they sucked at his cock. Sam watched as they touched one another's nipples and made them hard, and at times their tongues would slip from his cock and search inside each other's mouth.
Sam had thought he wouldn't be able to get hard again. He was wrong. His prick had jumped up, stiff, hard and throbbing.
"What have we here?" Pam said sweetly. "A hard cock. Poor Sam's cock is hard again. We'll have to do something about that, Linda Kay."
"Oh, yes," Linda Kay hissed.
Linda Kay's mouth closed on the head of his prick again and it almost made Sam jump out of his skin. Pam moved her lips up the side of his body, kissing him gently.
She suddenly moved so that her cunt was directly over Sam's face. Sam had never eaten a pussy before. He had always thought it dirty. But now he didn't hesitate. He drove his tongue up inside her, delighting in the way she squirmed and moaned in pleasure. He had no idea of how to eat a cunt properly, but he did the best he could. Mostly he just wiggled his tongue around as fast as he could, and got it as deep as he could. She seemed to enjoy it.
Sam could feel the flood building up in his prick again. He didn't know if he should tell Linda. Kay-she might get mad if he came in her mouth-but he couldn't anyway because Pam kept grinding her cunt into his face and he could hardly breathe, much less talk.
"Ahhhhh!" Pam cried, as she began to flood Sam with her juices. "It's wonderful. It feels so good." Sam could do nothing but agree with her. Linda Kay was nuzzling on his prick as if she owned it. He screamed with pleasure. His prick began to jerk and he knew he was pouring rivers of cum into her mouth. He couldn't see her, but Linda Kay's mouth never left his prick. She drank every drop he gave her.
"Dear Jesus," Sam said. "Nothing ever felt so good!"
Chapter Seven
Linda Kay was going to learn a lot of things the next few days. Pam was an expert teacher, and she started by taking Linda Kay to work with her.
Linda Kay wasn't entirely clear about what Pam did for a living until she entered the studio where Pam worked, then everything was made perfectly clear.
There were naked pictures of bath men and women on the walls. Men walked around completely naked, with their hard cocks sticking out.
"This is the largest porno house in the city," Pam explained. "We do everything here. Here comes the, boss."
Pam waved to a smiling young man who approached them. He had a yellow notepad in his hand and he greeted Linda Kay kindly.
"My name's Jim," he said. "You can watch Pam's next shooting with me. We've got her on the blue set."
Pam waved and Linda Kay followed Jim. She learned the blue set was a blue office surrounded by cameras. There was a balding fat man who sat at the desk. A young girl was fixing his tie and patting him on the shoulder.
"You can sit here," Jim said, pulling out a folding chair from a stack. "You can see everything clearly."
Jim gave her a pat on the head and walked away. He was soon busy directing people to do what he wanted. He had the office furniture moved around a couple of times until he got it where he wanted it.
"Okay," he said. "We're ready to shoot the scene.
The girl, who had been patting the man on the stage, reached down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She came down and took a folding chair off the stack and sat down by Linda Kay.
Linda Kay saw that she was a sexy young thing, about her own age, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore a short skirt that revealed the white of her thighs as she sat down.
"Hi," the girl said cheerily. "I'm Anita. I saw you come in with Pam."
"I'm Linda Kay. Do you work here, too?"
"Me?" Anita looked shocked. "Heaven's, no. I just came here with my father."
"Your father?" Linda Kay questioned.
"Yes. The man behind the desk.. He's my father."
Linda Kay wanted to ask more questions but a stern look from a cameraman silenced the two girls. Linda Kay turned her attention back to the stage. Anita's father was writing something on the desk. He appeared deep in thought. The stage door opened and Pam entered.
Linda Kay was shocked at her appearance. In just a few minutes Pam had gone from a super sexy young lady to a sweet, demure child. Her raven hair was fixed properly on her head, her face clean of makeup, her dress revealing nothing of her figure.
"Mr. Ryman," Pam said sweetly.
Anita's father looked up. His face took on a stern, dignified look.
"Come in, Pam," he said. "Sit down."
Pam did as she was told. She sat down on the hard chair facing the desk. She crossed her legs and demurely pulled her skirt back over her knees.
"I'm ashamed of you," Anita's father said.
"I know," Pam said, looking down at the floor. "This is the third time this week you've been in my office. The first time you were caught reading after hours. I gave you two days detention. The second time you were late for class. That time I had to give you four days detention and an essay to write. Now you've been caught for being late again. What am I going to do with you, Pam?"
"I don't know," she said.
Anita's father stood up and walked to Pam's chair. He placed a hand on her head.
"Pam," he said. "I'm going to have to spank you.
Pam's face blushed red. "Oh, please," she said. "Don't do that!"
"I don't want this," he said kindly. "But you must learn to behave."
Anita's father walked to his desk and took out a wooden paddle. He smashed it against the desk a couple of times. The sound was loud in the studio. Pam's eyes got big and round.
"Stand up, Pam," he commanded, "and bend over my desk."
Glumly Pam stood up. She bent over the desk so that her face was pressed against the hard wood. Her ass was facing the camera and Linda Kay could see her white panties.
Anita's father could see them, too. He wiped sweat away from his brow as he looked at Pam. He swung the paddle. Smack. Pam cringed and cried out aloud.
He started to swing again but this time something seemed to halt him. He put the paddle down. This time his hand hit the cheeks of her ass. His hand seemed to remain there a little longer than necessary.
Again he struck her and she cried aloud. Again his hand began to fondle her ass cheeks before he raised it.
"Oh, please, sir," Pam cried, water-eyed. "Don't hit me again! I'll do anything you say. I'll be good. Please don't hit me again!"
She had tried to rise, but he forced her back to the table. This time he ran his hands up her thighs making no pretense of trying to hit her. He fondled and pinched the white skin of her thighs.
"Please, sir," Pam was pleading.
He paid no attention to her. Sweat was pouring off his face as he played with Pam. He kissed her on the thighs.
Linda Kay was shocked, but not by what was going to happen on the stage. She was more shocked when she looked over at Anita to find the girl staring in anticipation. Her short skirt had ridden even farther up her thighs and she was rubbing her cunt through her panties.
Anita was getting turned on watching her father and Pam. Linda Kay couldn't believe it. She turned her eyes back to the stage, Anita's father was making no pretense of punishment any longer. He was on his knees and his face was buried in Pam's crotch.
Pam was squirming and pleading with him to stop. He pulled her down to the floor. Pam was playing her part very well. Her eyes were young and shacked as he began to undress her.
First he raised her skirt so that he could freely play with her pussy. He pulled her panties down to her knees and buried one finger in her bushy mound.
"Please, sir," Pam said.
"Don't worry, Pam," he said. "I'm not going to punish you anymore. I'm just going to make you feel good. Don't you want to feel good, Pam?"
"Yes," she admitted.
"Good. Then let me play."
He pulled her panties all the way off. He rolled her over on top of him and pressed a knee between her thighs. His hands went to her tits. In a moment he had opened the top of her dress and undid her bra. Her tits came bursting free.
"Oh, Mr. Ryman!" Pam yelled. "What are you doing to me? What are you doing?"
"I'm just making you feel good," he explained. "Like I told you."
He pursed his lips to tease her nipples. She gasped. He sucked her creamy flesh into his throat. Linda Kay could feel her own nipples pawing hard as she watched. Suddenly she felt a hand on her thigh.
She looked up to find Anita standing over her. Linda Kay opened her mouth in surprise. Anita had opened her blouse and her tits were free. They were smaller than Linda Kay's but well formed.
"I'm so hot," Anita said. "So damn hot I can't stand it. Won't you please help me."
At first Linda Kay started to refuse. She was aware there were others watching them. Especially the cameramen. But one look in Anita's begging eyes and Linda Kay knew she couldn't refuse.
"What do you want me to do?" Linda Kay asked.
"Just suck my tits. Please suck my tits."
Linda Kay nodded as Anita moved closer. She sucked one of Anita's nipples into her mouth and Anita moaned. Linda Kay found herself growing excited. She sucked more of Anita's warm and vibrant flesh into her mouth. Anita was moaning loudly and men were stopping their work to gather around.
"My God," someone said. "Turn the cameras over here."
Anita pulled away from Linda Kay's mouth. Anita sank down on her knees and her mouth was suddenly at Linda Kay's. Their tongues met. Linda Kay fell as if someone were putting liquid fire into her throat.
She felt a hand at her dress. She looked down to see Anita's fingers unbuttoning her dress. Linda Kay felt a moment of panic. She didn't want her tits to be shown in front of all the men and women in the studio, but then Anita's fingers were fondling her nipple and she no longer cared.
With a moan Linda Kay stood up and locked her body against Anita. They began to rub bodies.
"You've got big tits," Anita said as her fingers explored. "God, I love your tits."
"And I love yours," Linda Kay said.
Anita wormed her hand between Linda Kay's thighs. Heat seemed to flash upward through Linda Kay's entire body and she longed for Anita to find her way beneath the panties. Anita did.
A moment later Linda Kay moaned as a finger was inserted into her hot cunt.
"Kiss me hard," Anita urged.
Linda Kay bent her head to kiss Anita's nipples. She teased one nipple with her tongue, but then she did as Anita was begging. She sucked one of Anita's tits into her mouth and sucked on it hard.
Anita moaned and her head went back.
"God," she cried. "Oh, dear God! I need it so bad. So bad. Let's find a bed somewhere."
Linda Kay agreed to being pulled along as Anita went in search of a bed. She looked up to see Anita's father fucking Pam with hard, long strokes. Pam was crying in pleasure. She was also aware that she and Anita were being followed by a gaggle of cameramen, actors, actresses, and prop men. She didn't care if they watched. All Linda Kay cared about now was getting her mouth once on Anita's tits and to feel Anita's hand between her legs.
Anita found a bed. It was on an unused set. There were soft satin sheets covering tile bed. Anita ripped one of the sheets away and they sank down on the second. Quickly, Anita undressed Linda Kay. Her dress and panties were dropped on the bed.
"Jesus," Anita said. "You're beautiful."
"Look at those tits," a male voice said from the crowd.
"I'd like to bury my face in them," a woman said.
And then Linda Kay quit hearing the voices. She was being pressed down on the bed and Anita was between her legs. Anita's tongue was experienced. It darted between Linda Kay's thighs until she was begging for release.
"Please," she said. "Don't tease me. Put your tongue in my pussy. Put it in now. I want to feel your delicious tongue in my pussy!"
Anita laughed and her face was pressed down into Linda Kay's bush and Linda Kay cried out in delight at the wonders Anita's tongue was performing.
Anita's tongue slipped into her pussy like a hard cock, plunging in and out a couple of times before finding Linda Kay's clit.
"Now she's feeling it," someone said. "Look at her move her ass. Anita's tongue's getting in there now.
There was a silence for a while as Anita continued her administrations. Linda Kay was nearing her climax. She could feel the bubbles of pleasure rising in her.
"Oh fuck!" a male voice said. "I can't stand this. I've got to have some of that pussy! It looks so delicious!"
A moment later Anita was being forced away from the blonde's cunt. Linda Kay muttered in protest, but her eyes opened wide at the huge red cock that was sticking out of a man's trousers. It was the largest thing she had ever seen. A thing like that could kill a girl. Linda Kay involuntarily squeezed her thighs together.
"Look Dave," someone laughed. "She doesn't want your cock. I think she's scared of it."
"She'll get used to it," David said gruffly.
David began forcing her thighs apart and Linda Kay felt a speechless horror. But Anita was helping. Anita had immediately moved upward and was now feasting on Linda Kay's tits. Her mouth was jumping from one nipple to the other and Linda Kay could not help the feelings Anita was creating in her once more.
She could no longer see David. Anita blocked the view. But she could feel David moving between her legs and she suddenly felt the huge cock at her cunt. She tried to roll away, but with one lunge David drove his cock into her.
"Oh, Lord!" Linda Kay cried. I've never felt anything like that. Oh, Lord!"
"Wait until you get it all," David laughed.
Linda Kay almost fainted. She felt as if she couldn't take another inch. Surely all his cock was in as far as possible. But then she felt him forcing more into her, pushing harder, his big hands squeezing her ass.
"No!" she protested. "You'll kill me!"
"It won't kill you, honey," David's soft voice said. "Just relax and enjoy it. You'll love it after a while. You've got plenty of room down there for it."
"No!" Linda Kay protested again, but her protests did her little good.
Slowly, relentlessly, David forced the rest of his huge cock into Linda Kay. She could feel him in her stomach, or at least it felt like she could. She imagined that in a moment she would be tasting the head of his cock in her throat.
But then it was all and he was slowly moving around inside her.
There had never been another cock like David's He moved slowly but his cock filled all of her and gave her a feeling she had never known before.
"Oh, fuck," she cried. "Fuck me with that thing! Stick it in me all the way. Never take it out. Never, never take it out!"
"I knew you'd like it," David laughed. "They all do."
"Oh, fuck me too, David," Anita was pleading. "Fuck us both. You can do it."
David laughed as Anita positioned herself on the bed. She opened her. thighs so that her cunt was showing to David's greedy cock. He left Linda Kay and plunged into Anita all the way up to his balls.
Linda Kay started to protest, but then he was back fucking her. It was a new experience for all of them, and David wasn't shy. He drove his cock into both of them repeatedly while the rest of the crowd gathered around and licked their lips.
"I'm coming," Linda Kay cried. "I'm coming!"
"Wait on me," Anita said. "I'm getting there, too. I'll be right behind you. Oh, I love your big cock, David. Yours is the biggest."
"I'm coming," Linda Kay cried. "I'm coming. I'm coming! Oh, fuck. I've never gone like this. Oh, fuck. Fuck!"
"Jesus!" Anita cried. "Here I go flooding your cock, David. Oh, Jesus. Oh, fuck! Fuck, David. It feels so good."
The bed was rocking as Linda Kay and Anita orgasmed while David plunged into them. Linda Kay tried to eat up David's cock with her pussy as she came, and it was exciting her that Anita was getting fucked by the same huge cock.
"God!" someone said. "That was a show! I hope they had the cameras running."
"Of course," someone snickered. "You don't think Jim would allow a show like that to go unfilmed. Why this will make porno flick hall of fame."
David withdrew his cock and held his massive tool in his hands slowly massaging the head.
Linda Kay watched as a drop of pearly white appeared on the end of David's cock. Then he groaned and a river of jizz shot from the head of his cock and sprayed Anita and Linda Kay. It ran down their stomachs onto the bed.
"That was the best," David said.
And Linda Kay was pleased.
Chapter Eight
"You really made a hit on all the people at the studio," Pam said as they ate supper that evening.
Linda Kay blushed beneath Pam's sharp look.
"I wasn't trying to," she replied. "Things just happened."
Pam laughed. "They do seem to happen with you, don't they? But no matter. You now have a job." "A job?"
"Yeah. Jim loved the film he took of you and David this morning, so he wants to make more. You'll go to work when you want to. It's not hard work, and it's, interesting, but I think you've already found out how interesting it is."
"Yeah, I think so."
After supper the two girls went shopping. Pam had secured an advance in pay for Linda Kay and they used the money to buy her new clothes. Linda Kay was badly in need of them. They bought some see-through blouses that put the emphasis on Linda Kay's sexy tits.
Afterward, Pam had a date and left Linda Kay at the apartment alone. It wasn't long before Linda Kay started feeling the emptiness of the room. She tried to play solitaire, and then watched television, but nothing seemed to help.
She was almost happy when there was a knock on her door. She went to the door and opened it, and a young man stood there. The boy was about her own age, maybe even younger, but he was well developed. He wore a conservative suit. His hair was cropped short and he had some flowers in his hand.
"Yes?" Linda Kay questioned.
"I-I think I've got the wrong room," he stammered. Linda Kay saw that he was obviously staring at her and she realized that she had come to the door without a bra. Her nipples were plainly visible through one of her new sheer blouses.
"Which room were you looking for?" Linda Kay purred.
Uh, three-oh-seven."
"Then you do have the wrong room. That's the one next door."
He stammered an apology and went next door. Linda Kay watched as he knocked on the door. The door opened and a huge woman stood there. Linda Kay knew the woman could not be the boy's date. She was past her sixties.. "Yes?" she asked.
"I'm here to pick up Kathy," the boy said.
"You are?" the woman said. "But her date's already picked her up. A football player at the high school."
The boy looked crestfallen. The old woman shut the door in his face, and the boy started to walk away.
"Wait a moment," Linda Kay called.
The boy stopped and looked at her curiously. "Did you call me?"
"Yes. So your date stood you up."
"It happens to me a lot," he shrugged. "I'm kind of stupid and clumsy around girls."
"Well, maybe a cup of coffee will cheer you up. I've got some on."
He looked at her, astonished at being offered a cup of coffee by someone like her. He didn't argue, and followed her into the room. Linda Kay could feel his eyes burning holes into the seat of her short skin.
She poured him a cup and motioned for him to be seated on the couch and sat down across from him. She saw his eyes stray hungrily to her crotch and then look quickly away.
Why the poor thing's hands are sweating, Linda Kay thought. She suddenly had the feeling that the boy was a virgin.
"So you're shy with girls," Linda Kay said.
"I'm not really shy," the boy said. "I just never seemed to have much luck with girls. I get shook up around them."
"Are you a virgin?"
He looked shocked. "Of course not. I've had lots of women.
Linda Kay could see it was a lie. She saw the truth in his eyes.
"Being a virgin is nothing to be ashamed of," Linda Kay assured him. "It just means that you've never had a real experience with the opposite sex. Have you really been with a woman?"
"No," the boy admitted.
Linda Kay grinned. She knew the boy was about to get his first piece of pussy. She thought with horror how stupid she had been when the deputy had raped her. It seemed so long ago. She was growing to love sex. She wanted to teach this boy to love it, too, but first she would have some fun with him.
Linda Kay stretched so that her nipples were taut against her blouse. The boy's eyes popped wide.
"What's your name?" Linda Kay asked.
"Bobby Davis," he answered.
Bobby sat watching as she stretched again. It was true that he had never been with a woman. He had touched a breast once and he'd gotten his face slapped for that. And the girl was nothing like the woman who sat in front of him now. He knew she was older. He didn't know how much, but she seemed much older, and he had heard stories about young boys being seduced by older women. Right now he hoped the stories were true.
"Would you like to kiss me, Bobby?"
Bobby felt himself freeze. He tried to speak, but nothing would come out of his cracked throat. He could only nod.
"Then why don't you?" Linda Kay asked.
Bobby stood up, almost spilling his coffee. He leaned to kiss her lips. Her lips were soft and pleasant. They seemed to suck at his mouth and take his breath away. He was aware that his cock was growing hard and he was petrified.
What if the woman starts crying rape? What if she has a husband in the closet? What if... But Linda's lips were searching for his again and he couldn't think clearly.
He pushed with his tongue and was rewarded by the opening of Linda Kay's lips. He had tongue-kissed before, but it had never been like this. Her tongue was alive. It was a wiggling, squirming thing that seemed to be fucking his tongue. He reluctantly reached for one of her tits. She did not fight him. His hand touched her and he squeezed. Her tits were something else. He could feel the nipple going hard beneath his hand.
"Ahhh," Linda Kay said, pulling her mouth away. "That feels good. But we mustn't continue this way. It gets so uncomfortable in a chair. Let's go to the bedroom."
Bobby felt his whole body trembling as he walked behind her to the bedroom. He knew he was finally going to get it. After all the months of trying to get in different girls' panties, after all the money he had spent on them, he was going to get it from a girl he didn't even know.
He couldn't believe what was happening. The girl turned on him and began to kiss him again. She was moaning softly.
He began to squeeze her tits again. They were firm and wonderful underneath his hand. He wanted them naked, like the pictures of the girls he had just seen in the magazines. He wanted to have her naked tits under his hands and his mouth.
He went to the top button of her Mouse. She didn't protest as he slowly undid them. She shrugged her shoulders and the blouse fell to the floor.
Bobby gasped. They were the biggest, most beautiful things he had ever seen. They were much better than those in the magazine pictures. Much better than anything he could have ever imagined.
"Do you like them?" Linda Kay purred.
"Yes," Bobby whispered. "I love them. I want to feel them and touch them, and kiss them. I want to make love to your tits!"
"Oh, yes," Linda Kay excitedly said. "Do what you want to with them."
Bobby pushed her backwards onto the bed. He wasn't sure how to begin, but he wasted no time starting. His tongue flicked at one of her nipples. She gasped. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, and rolled it beneath his tongue.
Linda Kay's warm and willing flesh tasted better than any meal he had ever had. He moved from one tit to the other, sucking, kissing and nibbling. Linda Kay was pressing more of her flesh into his throat.
Nobody will ever believe this, Bobby thought. Nobody would ever believe this sexy thing let me suck on her tits. She had tits as big as any movie actress. Big, beautiful, bouncing tits that he couldn't kiss enough.
"Oh, Bobby," Linda Kay moaned, "I like what you're doing to me. I like for you to kiss my tits. It feels so good."
Linda Kay's hand slipped between Bobby's legs and rubbed his prick through his trousers. Bobby froze. It was the first time in his life he had ever had a girl's hand on his cock. At first he thought it was a mistake, that the sexy young thing underneath him didn't know what she was rubbing, but Linda Kay kept rubbing.
"God!" Bobby whispered.
"What's the matter? Hasn't a girl even felt of your prick before."
"No," Bobby admitted.
"Well have to do something about that."
Linda Kay deftly opened the zipper of his trousers and released Bobby's throbbing prick. She began to gently stroke it, her fingers running down the shaft to his balls.
"My God!" Bobby said.
"Do you like that?" she asked.
"Oh,"
"I know something that'll make it foci even better. Why don't you take off the rest of your clothes?"
Bobby was quick to undress. He stood up and stripped off his shirt and trousers, pulling them down over his stiff prick. He saw her eyes flick to his prick, and the tip of her tongue rubbed against her lip.
"Is it all right?" Bobby asked.
"It's fine," Linda Kay smiled. "It's beautiful."
"Now you," Bobby said.
Linda Kay smiled again. Slowly, hesitatingly, she slipped her skirt down and was clad only in her sheer panties. Bobby swallowed. He had never seen a woman so beautiful. Her legs were tapered finely and her tits were huge. His eyes stayed hungrily to her crotch and her patch of blonde hair.
"You're beautiful," he whispered. "You're so beautiful."
"Come to momma," Linda Kay said, stretching out her arms.
Immediately Bobby was on top of her, his prick touching at the triangle between her thighs. A grin touched at Linda Kay's face. She knew what she was going to do was cruel, but she was going to enjoy every minute of it. She was going to teach this boy a few things about life.
Bobby was working at getting Linda Kay's panties down when she suddenly rolled off the bed and stood before him.
"You didn't think I was going to let you have me for nothing?" she questioned.
Bobby looked crestfallen for the second time that evening. He looked at the girl who stood teasingly before him. He knew it was too good to be true.
"I don't have much money," he said. "Money," Linda Kay laughed out loud. "I don't need your money. But I do want to make you pay a price."
"What price?" he asked suspiciously.
"The price all little boys must pay when they're caught doing things with their pricks that they shouldn't be doing. A spanking. Momma's going to spank."
"A spanking," Bobby said incredulously. "You don't think I'm going to let you spank me."
Bobby's prick had gone soft. He certainly wasn't going to let this girl spank him. He had heard of some weird things, but this was going too far.
"I won't do it," he said.
"Have it your own way," Linda Kay shrugged. "I thought you wanted to fuck me. That's the only way you're going to do it."
Bobby looked at her and swallowed hard. He was frightened. There was a cruel gleam in Linda Kay's eyes. He wanted her. He wanted her in a bad way. But spanking?
"Well?"
"Okay," Bobby reluctantly agreed. "I'll let you spank me."
Linda Kay smiled in victory. She could feel the excitement growing in her. A sense of power. She knew now that she craved power. Linda Kay had been raped and beaten and it wasn't all that exciting for her. It was much more fun to be the one doing the raping and the beating.
She took a belt out of Pam's closet and smacked it against the bed. She saw Bobby's eyes go wide with fear and Linda Kay felt the excitement rushing through her like electricity.
"Lay face down on the bed," Linda Kay said.
Bobby did as he was told. He felt humiliate but he knew that there was nothing he would not do to ease the throbbing of his prick. The belt cut through the air with a vicious force. It hit on Bobby's naked back and it hurt like hell. It brought tears to his eyes.
But that was only the beginning. The belt must have came down on his back and ass a hundred times. He was crying out loud when she finished. He knew that he was strong enough to stand up and tear the belt from her hands, but he couldn't do it.
Linda Kay experienced a climax such as she had never known while she was whipping the boy. She hadn't meant to whip him so hard, but it was like she could not stop herself. All of her anger and frustration was taken out on the boy.
When she finished with the belt, she was still not finished with his humiliation. She breathed deeply as she put the belt away. She could hear him crying softly, still face down on the bed. His back was raw in a few places.
"Turn over," she demanded.
Her cunt was hot. The fires had grown in her again upon seeing the boy crying.
Bobby turned over. His back hurt, but he couldn't control the tingling of his prick. He knew that he belonged to this girl, that he would hate himself later on, but now he would do everything she told him to do.
Linda Kay stood over him.
"Come here. Get down on your knees and eat my pussy. My pussy needs your tongue."
Like a machine, Bobby obeyed. He approached her and dropped to his knees. She spread her thighs and he licked at her pussy.
"Get your tongue in there, goddamn you!" Linda Kay said angrily.
Bobby hesitated no longer. He drove his tongue deep inside her. He marveled at the new and exciting tastes and smells of a woman. He could not help the excitement that made his prick as hard as stone.
Linda Kay was moaning. Her hands were playing with her tits. The boy was doing a good job of eating her for one so inexperienced. His tongue was going deeper and exploring at Linda Kay's sharp commands.
"Jesus!" Linda Kay cried. "I'm going to flood your tongue with my juices. Fuck, you're a good cunt lapper. I may just keep you. I may just move you in here just so you can eat my cunt any time I need it."
Her hands played in his hair. She pushed him closer to her cunt, loving the feelings he was giving her.
She knew she was close to a climax, knew it by the driving urgency of her body pulling the boy's tongue deeper inside her.
She bent her knees and thrust her cunt forward and the fires raced through her, threatening to explode her entire body with urgency.
"God!" she cried. "Here it is! Here I come!"
Bobby didn't draw his face away, but pushed just as fiercely at her as she pushed at him. She spasmed, her cunt juices flooding his mouth, and he lapped at the liquid as though it were nectar.
Linda Kay stepped away and sank back onto the bed.
Bobby did not move. He still rested on his knees beside the bed, awaiting her next command. Linda Kay looked into his adoring eyes and knew that she had broken his spirit. He was practically a slave to her whims.
"Are you ready to fuck me?" she asked.
Bobby nodded eagerly.
"Then come here, Bobby. Come here and put your fuck deep inside my cunt and fuck me. Come to your momma."
Bobby practically jumped between her thighs. Linda Kay expected another good fuck, but everything was too quick. Bobby pushed his cock into her pussy, she gave her ass a shake, and Bobby groaned. Linda Kay could feel him pumping his jizz deep into her cunt
"You really needed that," Linda Kay said in amazement. "But you'll have to learn to control yourself. Next time you come we'll play a few more games."
"Next time?" Bobby asked.
"Of course, sweetie. We both know you can't stay away from here. You'll come back. As soon as your back heals and you're ready for another beating."
Bobby got up and put his clothes on. His back was sore. He told himself that he would never come back here. He had gotten what he had wanted. He knew that he was lying to himself. He would be back. Now he couldn't stay away.
Linda Kay didn't bother to dress as Bobby left. She heard the door open and Pam's voice. A moment later Pam came into the bedroom.
"Who was that?" Pam asked.
"Just a friend." Linda Kay said dreamily.
Chapter Nine
Linda Kay sat in her plush new office. She had never dreamed anything like this could happen to her. Everything had almost happened by accident. She had realized that the people who made the mast money off porno movies were the people who distributed and made them. Linda Kay had borrowed a little money and began to make her own movies. It had made her more money than she could spend.
Now Pam was her secretary and they operated a legitimate model agency that first broke the girls in, and then sent them along to be actresses m. Jim's movies. Linda Kay received a large sum for each girl, so that she no longer had to make the movies. And she enjoyed breaking in the models.
She had an appointment this morning with Judy Hunter. She had Judy's application in front of her-a housewife type who had modeled before marriage. A legitimate type. Well, she would soon fix that.
There was a timid knock on her door.
"Come in," Linda Kay said.
Judy Hunter was a dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty with tits that threatened to bunt out of the tight blouse she wore. Linda Kay knew immediately that Judy Hunter would never get a real job. She was too big in the ass and her tits were just too big. But she would be perfect for porno-movies. Linda Kay could imagine her ruby red lips locked around some man's cock, while his cum dripped out of the corners of her mouth.
"Sit down, Mrs. Hunter," Linda Kay said crisply.
Judy crossed her legs and pulled her skirt primly down over her knees. Linda Kay admired Judy's legs. They were not too fat and were nicely turned.
"I've been looking over your application," Linda Kay said. "I see that you haven't been doing any model jobs for almost five years."
"Yes," the woman explained. "You see, I was married and we didn't feel like I should work."
"Yes," Linda Kay put on her most stony expression. "Well, you see, Mrs. Hunter. I just don't know of anything that you'd be suited for at this time. If we find anything, I'll be sure to call you.
Judy Hunter's expression fell as Linda Kay had known it would.
"Please! If you have anything at all. My husband lost his job and we're having a hard time."
"I'm sorry. Well call you if we find anything." Judy Hunter was crestfallen. She picked up her handbag to leave. She was almost to the door when Linda Kay looked up again."
"There is one thing," Linda Kay said suggestively."
"Yes," Judy said, with her eyes lighting up.
"No," Linda Kay shrugged. "On second thought, I don't think you'd be interested."
"I would," Judy said. "Tell me. I'd be interested in anything."
"Well," Linda Kay said. "We do have a few girls who work private contracts. They go out and model for men who aren't professionals. They do expect their girls to take off their clothes."
"My clothes!" Judy looked shocked. "You mean, they'd want me to model naked."
"Yes," Linda Kay said.
"But I couldn't do that."
"Okay," Linda Kay said. "It was just in idea."
Linda Kay started reading her folders again. She knew that Judy was not gone. The young married woman still stood, with her hand on the knob of the door.
"How much would these men pay?" Judy asked.
Linda Kay almost laughed out loud. Some of the women would simply walk on out the door when Linda Kay stated her terms. Same of them would ask leading questions. Linda Kay liked the women who came right out and asked about the money.
"Twenty dollars," Linda Kay stated. "But you're expected to take off all your clothes and pose in any way they want you too. You can't argue if he wants to put the camera between your legs."
Or anything else, Linda Kay thought, but she didn't voice her thought.
"Twenty dollars," Judy mused. "I could use the money. Could I have an appointment soon?"
"I can set it up today," Linda Kay said.
Judy Hunter looked at the address written on the slip of paper. It was the right place. It was a dirty hotel and it didn't look very impressive. But she had to have money. Her husband had given up looking for a job and she needed money and clothes for her children.
She didn't want to go through with it. Just the thought of taking off her clothes, of letting another man look at her body, made, her skin crawl. But it seemed she had no choice. She didn't have to tell her husband exactly how she had gotten the money.
She knocked on the door. A beefy-looking man came to the door dressed in jeans and a shirt. His hair was uncombed and he hadn't shaved in a while. There was the odor of whiskey on his breath.
"You the girl from the agency?" he asked.
"Yes," Judy said.
"Well, come on in, honey."
He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room. Judy saw cameras on a stand near a dirty bed. She almost turned to run away but she choked back her fear.
"Take off your clothes," the beefy man said. "I want to get started. I've only got an hour."
Judy's hands trembled as she unbuttoned her blouse. She kept thinking of the money. The money was all that mattered. It didn't matter that the man was ogling her as she pulled the blouse off and laid it on the edge of a chair.
"Goddamn!" the man roared. "I ain't seen tits like them in a long time! Makes my cock hard just looking at them. Get with it, honey. Get the rest of your clothes off!"
Judy looked at him in horror. She had not heard words like that coming from anyone. She didn't have the courage to lift her hands to her bra clasp.
"I said get with it," the man roared again. "If you can't do it, I'll help. Or maybe you want me to help."
Judy quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes except for her panties. The man stopped her there.
"Leave them on, honey. For a while."
He motioned for her to go to the bed. She climbed up on it and sat on her knees. He motioned her to squeeze her breasts and then he began to run the camera, posing her in unimaginable positions.
He offered her a drink before asking her to take off her panties. The drink was in a dirty glass, but Judy took it gratefully. Then she took off her panties and the man began to film her totally nude.
Judy began to pant. She wasn't sure what it was. Her crotch was beginning to itch, as if there was an uncontrollable fire inside her, and she began to squeeze her nipples, but this time it was in an attempt to stop her fire.
She forgot about the man. She was only concerned about the burning inside her. She forgot about him until she realized he was no longer taking pictures. She looked up to find him standing over hen He was naked, his cock swaying limply between his legs. Judy had never seen such a huge cock. Even soft, it was twice as big as her husband's. Suddenly she wanted that cock inside her. She wanted it worse than anything.
"There was something in my drink," she accused, as she realized what was happening to her.
"Possible," the man grinned, as he dropped down on the bed beside her.
He was ugly and he had a terrible body odor, but Judy no longer cared. The only thing she cared about was getting his cock hard. She placed her lips on it. She sucked it into her mouth, sucked it until it was hard and stiff. Then she drew back and pulled him on top of her, his hard prick positioned between her thighs. She tried to pull him into her, but he resisted. She could dimly bear him laughing at her.
"You hot, baby?" he said. "You hot for old Charlie's cock?"
"Yes!" she gasped. "Please give it to me!"
"You tell me what you want. You tell me what you want and maybe I'll let you have it."
"I want your cock," she said. She knew she was begging for it, but she-could not stop herself. She wanted his cock. "I want to be fucked. Please fuck me, please put your cock in my cunt!"
They were words she had never used, but she screamed them at him. She kept screaming them until he drove into her with his cock. She raised her legs and let him get deep inside, trying to find the place where his cock would ease her itching.
"You fucking housewives," the beefy man said. "I see you on the streets all the time. Twitching your asses and showing your tits. All of you are big fucking teases, but now Charlie's got you pinned and you're loving it. Aren't you loving it, bitch!"
"Oh, yes," she cried. "Oh, yes!"
He began to cruelly squeeze her tits. He fondled her nipple with his thumb and she cried out. His cock was pounding her nearly into the mattress and all the time he was laughing.
That's good little housewife. Your pussy is so fucking good. I love it. So tight and nice.
She realized that she was suffering the worst possible humiliation at the hands of this ugly man, but she didn't care at all. The only thing that mattered was the itchy fire in her cunt. If her husband had walked in, she couldn't have stopped, even though she knew she looked more animal than human with her ass coming off the bed and her legs high in the air.
"Give it to me," she cried. "Give it to me!"
"What do you want, babe?" he asked. "Tell me what you want?"
Again she used the words that excited him. Words that she had never spoken before. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want your throbbing cock to fuck me! I like it inside me. I love it inside me!"
"I knew you would," he grunted. "All you cunts are hot for Charlie's cock."
"Oh, yes!" she moaned.
He began to fuck her harder, quicker, and his breathing was becoming rapid. She knew he was nearing his climax, but the itch between her legs was going stronger.
"I'm getting there, baby," he said. "I'm getting there."
"Oh, please," she said. "Not yet. Please don't come yet. I've got to have a cock inside me. I'm burning up."
But it was too late. He shuddered and gasped and she felt his prick begin to jerk. She could then feel his hot liquid pouring into her cunt and she cried in protest. She tried to pull him into her, but he went immediately soft and fell away from her.
"Damn you!" she said. "Don't go away. I need your cock."
He laughed. He took her fingers and placed them between her legs. "Play with yourself, cunt. That'll help the pain."
He got off the bed, but she no longer cared what he was doing. She drove her fingers into herself with urgency. It was no good. Her fingers could do no more than lightly scratch her itch. She needed something hard and long. She needed a man's cock.
"Please," she said, looking up at him. "Let me play with you and get you hard again. I've got to have your cock inside me, Please let me make it hard!"
"Not me," the man laughed. "But maybe I can find you a cock if that's all you weed."
"Oh, yes," she pleaded. "Quickly!"
The man left the room. She heard the door dose. Her fingers went back into her cunt and she cried out in frustration. Her fingers were not enough. She took up the bedclothes and began to rub them between her legs. It helped only a little.
The door opened again. The man had brought two strangers back in with him. One was dressed in a conservative business suit. The other stared at her with the glassy eyes of a drunk.
"There she is," the beefy man said. "Go to her. I guarantee that she'll burn your cocks."
"Damn!" the man in the business suit said. "She looks like she's going to be worth ten dollars."
Judy cried in pain and frustration. Filled with lust, she couldn't understand that the man had sold her to the two men for ten dollars. But that didn't matter. It would matter later, she knew, but it didn't matter now. Now she needed a cock.
"Oh, please," she said. "Come to me. Give me your cock!"
The man in the business suit approached her. He did no more than unzip his trousers and let his prick spring out. It was hard and red and already crowned with a drop of white. He didn't undress. He just dropped down between her legs and stuck it in. Her ass came off the bed to meet him, hungrily, grasping his cock between her cuntlips.
It felt good. Much better than her fingers. He began to fuck in and out and she loved it. The itch was getting scratched. The fire was being quenched.
"Turn her over," a rough voice said.
She felt hands under her ass and realized that she was being turned over on her side. The man in the business suit was kissing her and she couldn't protest as she felt a prick being pressed against her ass. It made her sober for a moment. No man had ever done anything to her there. She wouldn't allow it.
But then the fire returned and she couldn't do anything but move against the man's cock in her cunt, knowing that she was exciting the man behind her. She felt the prick being pressed into her ass. She cried in pain, but that didn't stop the prick from going deeper, invading-her ass.
Then he was in and it was like no experience she had ever had. Both men fucked her in unison and she could feel their cocks rubbing together as they drove deep into her cunt and ass.
"Goddamn!" the man in the rear cried. "I believe she's virgin ass!"
"She's tight enough to be virgin cunt," the businessman said. "God, she's hot! She burns my prick!"
Then there were hands on her body again. The prick left her ass, but only for a moment. She was positioned on her hands and knees. Both pricks were out and she cried in frustration. But then the hands sat her on the businessman's cock. She was on top of him, looking down into his face while his cock drove deeper into her cunt than she thought it could. He was no longer fucking her. She was fucking him. He didn't have to move while she jumped up and down on his prick.
Then the man in the rear drove his prick once more into her ass. She was forced over on her hands and knees. The businessman reached up and began to squeeze her tits as the man in the rear drove harder.
"Oh, God," she cried out. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Jesus Christ, fuck me!"
And then her voice was muffled. The man who had given her the drink was standing in front of her and his prick was suddenly in her mouth.
She had heard of situations like that. She had even gone to a porno movie once and was disgusted by the scenes. But she wasn't disgusted now. She was gobbling his prick and getting the other two pricks as deeply into her as she could.
Never had she enjoyed anything as much. Never had the fires burned so strong within her. She sucked, moved her ass and moaned as the pricks took her to soaring heights.
"Fuck!" the man behind her breathed. "I think I'm going to come! I think I'm going to shoot my jizz in this lady's ass!"
"You're not the only one," the man beneath her cried. "Her cunt feels so good. So fucking good!"
Judy was also feeling a mounting climax. She felt so good. The prick in her ass was driving her wild it seemed to go so deep.
"Fuck!" she cried. "Oh, fuck me. All of you fuck me! Fuck me in the ass, the cunt, and the mouth!"
"Shut up and suck," the man before her said. Judy had taken her lips from his prick to speak and now his huge cock was once again at her lips. She opened her mouth and took him in once more. She tasted a drop of salty jism, the first she had ever tasted, and suddenly she wanted more. She wanted to take all of his cum in her mouth and she began to suck harder.
"Jesus," the man cried.. "Oh, do it to my prick. Suck me dry. Swallow my jizz, baby! Play with my balls. Squeeze them hard!"
She had to rest on one hand, but she moved her other hand between his legs to squeeze his balls. She felt the prick in her ass began to jerk.
"Fuck!" the man cried. "I'm coming. I'm shooting my cum into her ass. I'm flooding her with it. I'm going to give her a gallon!"
Judy felt the warm jizz flood her ass and at the same time the man beneath her began to jump. He began to push his ass up, thrusting his prick deep inside and Judy screamed in the pleasure.
"Damn," he was saying. "Damn! Oh fuck it sure feels good! I'm going to give her a gallon, too!"
And then the man was shooting his cum into Judy's cunt. Judy had no time to concentrate on the pleasure he was giving her. This time the man who she was sucking took her head in both his hands and pulled her deeper onto his cock.
"Here I come, baby," he said. "Here I come and I want you to swallow it all!"
He came almost as soon as he woke, big wads striking Judy on the roof of her mouth. She choked and quickly started swallowing. It was not such a bad taste, but he was shooting so much into her mouth. He wouldn't allow her mouth to escape his prick, but finally he was done.
He pulled his prick away from her open mouth with a pop. She pulled her head away and almost fell onto the bed, but he caught her by the hair.
"No," he said. "You'll lick me clean."
And Judy was forced to run her tongue all aver the man's cock, licking him clean. He pushed her head down to his balls and she licked and nuzzled them.
"Good," he sighed.
He moved away from her. The other two men looked sheepish. They held out ten dollar bills and the beefy man took them and tucked them away into his shirt pocket. The two men left. The beefy man turned to Judy.
"Put your clothes on, cunt," he said. "And get out of here. You've had enough fucking today."
The fires were gone from Judy. She hadn't come but she was sore and tired, and yew shamed. Slowly she dressed and left the beefy man's apartment without her money. CHAFFER TEN
Judy sat in Linda Kay's office once more. After her experience, Judy had told herself that she would never again come here. Money was not so important that she would allow herself to be used. She had found a job at a grocery store. It didn't pay very much, but it was a lot better than nothing.
She had been surprised at the agency's phone call, and had said she wouldn't come. Linda Kay's voice had gone soft but angry and very threatening; she had said that Judy would be in a great deal of trouble if she didn't come to the office immediately.
Although Judy couldn't imagine what kind of trouble, the tone of Linda Kay's voice frightened her. She'd come at the appointed time and was now looking directly into Linda Kay's frightening eyes.
"I can't imagine what you want with me," Judy said. "I don't want anything to do with your organization any more." I "But you have everything to do with it," Linda Kay purred sweetly.
"What do you mean?"
Linda Kay pushed a button on her phone and called for her secretary. Pam came in with a projector and a screen. Judy watched in a horrible fascination as Pan ran the film.
The first thing Judy saw was herself. She was standing in a dirty hotel room and she was beginning to take off her clothes.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped.
They had filmed everything. Judy couldn't believe she was on the screen sucking the man's cock and getting fucked like that. But she was. Anyone would recognize her.
"Shut it off," Linda Kay said. "You understand," she continued, "that this is just for protection. We like to keep the police out of our business and sometimes the only way to do that is to have a little protection. Do you think that your husband would like to see this film?"
"Oh, no!" Judy said. "It would kill him!"
"The only way to keep it from him," Linda Kay said sweetly, "is to go to work far us. You'll make very good money. More money than you've ever seen."
"What will I be doing?" Judy asked. She already knew the answer.
"Don't be stupid," Linda Kay smiled. "You'll do just what you're doing on the screen. There'll be a few private performances of course."
"Oh, God," Judy sobbed. "I couldn't do anything like that!"
Linda Kay's expression was furious. She stood up and walked around the desk and slapped Judy hard across the face. It sounded like a gunshot in the quiet room.
"You will!" Linda Kay said. "Or not only will your husband see this film, but so will the police. What's he going to say when he finds out his wife sucks on cocks for a living."
"But I don't!" Judy protested.
"Tell it to the police," Linda Kay whispered. Judy broke down. She buried her face in her hands and began to cry. A gentle hand fell on her shoulder. She looked up to see that Linda Kay's face had grown gentler.
"Don't worry, baby," she said. "It'll be all right. You'll make a hell of a lot of money and you can retire after a few years. Nobody will ever know."
"I'll know," Judy said, shaking off Linda Kay's hand.
Linda Kay grew angry again. Her hand came down hard on Judy's face. Judy tried to protect her face, but was slow to respond. The woman jumped up out of her chair, but Linda Kay followed, striking and cursing her until Judy had backed into a corner.
The blows finally stopped falling. Linda Kay turned to Pam. "Get this bitch out of here. And give the film to the police. They'll know what to charge her with!"
"No!" Judy pleaded.
Linda Kay turned around once more. "Are you ready to join us? This is your last chance."
"Yes," Judy agreed numbly.
Linda Kay smiled for the flint time. "Good. You won't regret it. We're really very nice people once you get to know us. And I want you to know us a lot better."
Judy felt a hand touch her lit and then Linda Kay's mouth was pressed against her own. Judy had never been kissed by another woman before. The feeling was not bad. She wanted to break away, though, knowing that it was wrong, but she knew that she now belonged to Linda Kay. Whatever Linda Kay wanted, Judy had to give.
Linda Kay's hand went under Judy's blouse and began to trace a line up her stomach to her tits. Linda Kay was good at undoing bra straps. She had Judy's undone in a second, almost before Judy realized what was happening
Then Linda Kay's fingers were kneading Judy's tits, gently playing with Judy's nipples. She drew her hand out and began to unbutton Judy's blouse. Suddenly there was another pair of hands on Judy's body. She opened her eyes to see that Pam had joined them. And Pam was completely naked.
Judy blinked. Pam was running her fingers up Judy's thighs, almost to her panties.
Linda Kay drew back and quickly stripped off her own blouse. She was wearing no bra. Judy gulped at the huge tits were mashed against her own. Again Linda Kay's soft, pleasant lips were pressed against hers.
Linda Kay's fiery tongue slipped in between Judy's lips. Judy felt the tongue probe at her dosed teeth. She opened her mouth and the tongue shot inside, probing for Judy's own tongue and finding it. Then Linda Kay began to push her tongue in and out as if she were fucking Judy's mouth.
It was not unpleasant and neither was the tongue that was running up her thighs. She looked down to see Pam on her hands and knees, her head buried underneath Judy's skirt. The tongue ran up her thighs and started licking her pussy through her panties.
"Jesus," Judy moaned, drawing her mouth away from Linda Kay's. "What are you doing to me?"
"Just relax," Linda Kay said. "We're going to get you hot and then give you a treat that you'll never forget. It's a bonus for joining us."
Pam's hands were beneath Judy's panties and were tugging them down. Linda Kay was kissing Judy again and her hands were softly kneading Judy's breasts.
"She looks good," Pam said from beneath Judy's skin. "I'm going to eat her.
Judy gasped. Her husband had never eaten her. And now there was a mouth in between her thighs, a tongue slipping between her cuntlips, causing fires she had thought impossible. She moved her ass closer into Pam's face and arched her back so that Linda Kay could rub her tits.
"On the floor," Linda Kay commanded, "quickly."
Pam drew away and Linda Kay quickly stripped Judy's remaining clothes. Judy sank obediently down to the soft carpet. Linda Kay stripped off all her clothes and stood beside her.
"Listen," Linda Kay said. "Now we're going to give you a surprise. I guarantee you'll like it."
Judy did not protest as Pain positioned her. She lay spread-eagle toward the door with her cunt open for anyone to see. And Linda Kay opened the door.
A man stepped through, but what a man! Judy felt her breath grow short. He was a golden-haired god. His muscles rippled underneath his shirt and his jeans were so tight Judy could see the bulge in his trousers. He was a beautiful man.
"Beautiful," he said. "I like to see beautiful cunts."
Linda Kay and Pam were smiling at Judy's rapt expression. The golden-haired man took off his shirt first and carefully folded it up on a chair. He flexed his muscles and Judy felt her cunt flame.
Slowly he skinned off his jeans. Judy's eyes went wide. He was not hard, but his cock was already as large as any she'd seen. Hard, he would be a monster. As Judy watched, Linda Kay fell to her knees and sucked the man's cock into her mouth. She only sucked on it until it was hard.
It must have measured nine inches. Long and slender, but jutting hard. Judy felt faint. He walked over and dropped between her legs.
"Are you ready?" he asked kindly. "Oh, yes!" Judy said. He pushed his cock in slowly. Very slowly. She kept thinking that he had given her all, but then he would push in a little more.
"He won't kill you," Linda Kay promised. "Just relax and enjoy it. You'll never feel anything so good again."
Judy relaxed and finally all his cock was in. It filled her up. She was afraid it was close to the bottom of her throat. He started rocking gently and something like electric current went through her body.
She bit him on the shoulder. She couldn't help herself. It felt so good she had to bite. She clawed her fingernails into his back and still he didn't protest. He kept fucking her gently. Judy reached the heights and plunged over faster than she had ever gone in her entire life. She couldn't control herself.
"Jesus!" Judy said. "That felt so good." But he was not finished. He lay there with the same smug smile on his face as he began to move within her once mare. She had thought it impossible. One climax was all she had ever received from her husband, and even that was hard to get. But this golden Adonis was building fires in her again.
She looked over and noticed that Linda Kay and Pam had gotten really turned on. Pam was on her knees sucking Linda Kay's pussy and Linda Kay was moaning in pleasure. Seeing their two beautiful bodies together turned Judy on all the more.
She began to move her ass against his cock, trying to get him excited and uncontrolled. But he kept the same easy pace. All she managed to do was turn herself on more.
"Oh, fuck!" she cried out. "I'm going to come again. His beautiful cock is going to make me come again. Oh, fuck! He's going to kill me with his cock. His big beautiful cock. Now. Oh, fuck! Now!"
Her ass jumped off the soft carpet and she flooded him with her juices. She felt drained, empty. She looked into his face. He had not stopped his slow fucking She began to feel his huge prick again.
"Oh, no!" she protested. "Not again. I couldn't do it again. Honest. Oh, God. You'll kill me! I've never come more than once. You're going to kill me."
"You'll be all right," he said soothingly. "Just a little sore. But you'll be fine."
She swore she would never be fine again. She would never be able to fuck again, to have a man's cock between her legs without comparing it to the one between her legs now. Even her husband. She thought about her poor husband. He now seemed so far away, almost forgotten.
The cock kept plunging into her cunt. She closed her eyes. It was beautiful. It was a soft, pleasant urgency between her legs. She knew he was going to make her come again. It was hard to believe, but his cock was a masterpiece of pleasure and sensation.
She looked at Pam and Linda Kay once more. What she saw surprised her. Linda Kay had Pam doubled over the desk. Pam's ass was high in the air. Linda Kay began to slap Pam's ass until it was flame-red, then went to her desk and pulled out an object wrapped in paper.
Judy's eyes widened as Linda Kay strapped the object on. It was like a man's prick except that it was white and looked strange jutting from Linda's blonde bush.
"You need to be punished," Linda Kay said.
"Oh, yes," Pam said. "Oh, please punish me some more!"
"I'm going to stick my prick in your ass. I'm going to fuck you just like a man."
"Oh, yes," Pam whispered. "Fuck me in the ass! That's how I want it!"
Linda Kay walked around the desk and positioned her plastic prick over Pam's ass. She gave a sudden lunge and the prick went in deeply.
"Oh, God!" Pam cried. "Give it to me! Punish me hard!"
And Linda Kay began to punish her hard, driving her plastic prick hard into Pam's ass. Judy moaned. She was beginning to feel the prick inside of her quicken its pace and she knew that finally her blonde god was nearing completion.
But so was Judy. Her body was aching for release a third time. The prick felt so wonderful inside her. And the sight of Linda Kay fucking Pain in the ass was turning Judy on even more.
She lifted her legs and wrapped them around the back of her golden Adonis. He gave a grunt. Judy knew she was finally getting to him. But, God, he was going in so deep! When he came he would probably blow her head off with his boiling cum.
"Oh, fucking good!" Pam cried. "I'm going to come. I'm going to come!"
Judy could see Pam's body shake with a tremendous explosion that seemed to rock her insides. Linda Kay backed away. Pam seemed to know what was expected of her. She turned quickly and dropped to her knees. She unsnapped Linda Kay's plastic prick and let it fall. A moment later she was sucking Linda Kay's cunt. "Oh, fuck!" Pam said. "I don't believe it-here I go again! He's making me come again!"
She exploded. It was the best she had ever experienced. It seemed like her entire body was going to come apart and she saw stars before her eyes.
"Fuck!" Judy said, as her senses returned. "It's never been like that."
But she could feel the renewed urgency of her Adonis and she knew he also was coming. She wrapped her legs around his back once more and hung on as he drove his hot cock into her. There was a loud noise in the room. Judy suddenly realized it was the slap-slap-slap of his balls striking her ass.
He was coming. He groaned and Judy lifted her ass to catch his jizz. He came in rivers. She felt him pour out his insides into her cunt. But he wasn't finished just with her cunt. He drew his prick out and his white cum fell in big drops on Judy's belly.
He ran his prick up her stomach in a white line between her tits, until the knob of his prick nuzzled at her mouth. She sucked it in and sucked his cum out of the end of his prick.
This time it was her idea to run her mouth down his prick to clean him off. She loved doing it for him. She had never enjoyed herself so much.
Chapter Eleven
Chief Deputy Tanner didn't remember ever having been so horny. He'd gotten fucked that morning. He had driven out across the tracks and found one of the poor white women in the mill section. Her husband had been away, one of those poor, hard-working saps who spent every day in back-breaking work. And he still didn't make enough to support his family. Some of the women took in a little extra work. Some of them took in laundry. Others took in sewing. And some of them had to grovel for a man like Tanner.
Tanner didn't like the mill women. Most of them were too easy. They were afraid of the law, and they were especially afraid of Tanner. He had been known to lock up a woman's husband if she wouldn't give him what he wanted. And a husband in jail couldn't work at all. But all In all, Tanner liked them young and fresh, and hard to get.
But he was so damn horny, he couldn't help himself. There had been no fresh girls in town for a long while. No runaways. No cheating wives. No nothing. And Tanner was getting desperate.
He had driven out there that morning. He had stopped at the Laundromat and watched the women go in and out until he saw one he liked. She wasn't much in the face. Her jaw was too hard and there were wrinkles underneath the line. But her us we firm and her tits looked big enough to suck on. She also had a kid with her, but that didn't bother Tanner.
He followed her in his patrol car until she turned in the driveway of her house. He parked behind her. He didn't care that everyone saw his car parked there. Everyone knew that Chief Deputy Tanner fucked a mill woman now and then. Even the husbands. All the other women could do was feel sorry for the one he had chosen.
The woman walked up to her door and sat her laundry down. She held on to her kid with one hand while she tried to open the door. Finally she got the key in and the lock turned.
"Need any help?" Tanner questioned.
She turned to look at him. Her expression told him that she didn't think she would ever need his help for anything.
"My name's Tanner," he said. "Chief Deputy Tanner. Maybe you've heard of me."
The woman had heard of him. Her face turned pale and Tanner knew that she realized what he wanted. He wasted no time.
"Take the kid next door," he said. "Your neighbors will keep him for you for as long as it takes."
She didn't protest. She took her little boy and walked him next door. She was back in a few moments. Tanner took her laundry inside and put it down on the table. After all, it was the least he could do for a piece of tail.
He heard her return, and turned to look at her. He still didn't like her face. But the rest of her might do in a pinch. And Tanner considered himself in a pinch.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Mary Hodge," she answered.
"Good," he said. "I always like to know the names of the women that I fuck."
She sighed. Mary Hodge had lived in the town long enough to know all about Tanner. Other women had often told her about him. How, if a woman didn't do as he said, he might lock up their husbands. A poor white woman had no choice. And Mary was a poor white.
She had been married at fourteen and she had given all she had to her marriage. Her husband didn't drink, like some, and he brought all of his pay home. But he would never stand jail. He didn't like close, confined spaces and their income would stop. And there would be lawyers to hire.
Tanner was grinning at her. She watched, with an impassive look, as he reached down and unbuckled his belt. He let his trousers fall. Mary stared at his cock. It hung limply between his legs, a tiny, red thing that looked much like her husband's.
"Come on over here and play with me," Tanner urged. "Get it hard so I can fuck you."
She approached him and put out her hand. His cock felt warm to her touch. She fingered the head and cupped his balls. He was not getting hard. She knew the remedy to that. With obvious distaste, she dropped to her knees and put her lips on the head of his cock. He put one hand in her hair.
"That's it," he said. "You can't teach these poor wives nothing about sucking and fucking. I bet that's all you ever do."
Mary didn't answer. She was thinking about all the times that her husband came home too tired to do anything. Mary enjoyed sex. She enjoyed a man who took his time with her, as her husband had once done. She wished for her husband now. It had been a long time since she had fucked him.
"Suck it," Tanner commanded.
She put her lips to him. He tasted of sweat. She sucked him into her mouth and fondled his balls. Now he grew hard, almost choking her. She let his prick escape her mouth and looked up at him.
"Do you want to come like this?" she said tiredly.
"No," he said. "Pull up your skirt and bend over the couch."
She pulled up her short skirt and bent down over the couch. Her head was hanging down. She felt his hands underneath her panties pulling them down. He lifted one leg and she kicked free of them.
His prick was pressing against her ass and she knew what he wanted; she knew it was going to hurt, but it wasn't the first time. She swung her arms around and braced herself as his prick pushed against her ass.
"I hope you're tight," he said. "I'm so horny for good ass I could bust my prick."
She felt him press, his prick sliding easily into her ass. He began to fuck her ass and she didn't complain. She said nothing as his prick went in and out of her ass, and felt little.
She hoped he had been right about being so horny. She had other chores to do. It almost amused her to think that she considered his fucking her another chore.
"Damn it!" he said. "Move your ass. I can't come with you acting like a dead log."
She tried, but the position was so uncomfortable. Tanner gave up. He took his prick out of her ass and took her by the hand, and walked her around the couch and positioned her on it.
"Maybe your cunt will be better," he said.
He dropped between her spread legs and drove his cock in. She couldn't help but feel its length, the way it touched her cunt walls, the driving force. It felt good. It had been so long.
He could feel that she was beginning to enjoy it. She tried to fight the feeling. Fucking him was something she had to do, but enjoying it was betrayal. It was doing her husband wrong. But she couldn't help herself. A soft moan escaped her throat.
"That's it, baby," Tanner said. "Now you're moving it. Now you're lifting your ass."
The fiery urgency grew in her until it was like a river that couldn't be dammed. She clutched him to her in a fierce passion and he laughed out loud. Tanner thought it was his wonderful prick. She knew he was complimenting himself, and she hated him for it. It wasn't his prick. It was simply being tired and having to do without.
She came so suddenly that it shocked him, but he wasn't far behind.
"Jesus!" he said. "Jesus, baby. Here I come. Here I come!"
And he flooded her insides with his cum. She lay there until he was finished and then she pushed him away. She pulled down her skirt.
"Are you finished?" she asked. "Can I get on with my chores?"
"Of course," Tanner smiled. "Do what you have to do." CHAFFER TWELVE
Tanner whistled as he walked back out to his patrol car. He didn't feel as good as he was acting. He was still horny. The fucking was good and it had taken the edge off, but he still needed cunt.
He spent the rest of the morning driving around the town. There was no pussy to be found. He stopped to talk with Bo Simpson. Bo was also horny and agreed to ride with Tanner on a little scouting trip around the countryside. Somewhere there had to be some fresh, young pussy just waiting to be had.
It was Bo who had the idea just as they were leaving the city limits.
"Hey," he said. "I just remembered. Old man Parks is going out of town this week. He's leaving his wife and daughter there by themselves."
"Jane Parks," Tanner said, licking his lips. "She's the one who always wears those short skirts around the school."
"Yeah," Bo said. "The one with the big tits."
"Umm," Tanner said. "I bet she's got a tight little cunt."
"Let's find out," Bo said. There was hunger in his voice.
The Parks lived in a little frame house deep in the country. Tanner parked out front. He and Bo walked up to the door and tanner knocked.
Mrs. Parks opened the door. She was dressed in jeans and a man's shirt. She was in her late thirties, not as young as Tanner liked his pussy, but her body was still well-formed. He openly admired the outline of her tits under her shin.
"Yes," she said.
"My name's Chief Deputy Tanner," he said. "We've come to talk with your daughter."
"With Jane?" Mrs. Parks asked suspiciously. "What would you want with Jane?"
"I'm afraid she's in a little bit, of trouble," Tanner said.
"You come back when my husband's home," Mrs. Parks said.
She attempted to slam the door in Tanner's face. Bo caught the door with his foot and Tanner shoved his way forcefully into the room. Mrs. Parks attempted to kick Tanner, but he struck her hard across the face. She stepped back. He struck her again. His big hands caught in the front of her shirt and ripped it down the front. She was wearing no bra and her heavy tits fell free.
"No!" she screamed. "Oh, God! What are you doing?"
"I think you know," Tanner smiled. "After all, you did have one, kid."
She tried to run. Tanner tackled her in the middle of the living room. She scratched at him but he caught her arms, forcing them backwards. He took his belt and wrapped it around her wrists. He held one end of the belt while his other hand began to unzip her crotch.
"No!" she moaned. "Please. My daughter's upstairs. She could come down any minute."
"Good," Tanner grinned. "Bo can take care of her. Right now I'm going to have a little of your ass. Nothing I like better than a plump little farmer's wife's ass."
Her eyes half-closed as he stripped her jeans down her legs. Her panties were cheap white cotton. He ripped them away easily. She had a reddish pubic bush to go along with her flaming auburn hair.
"And I always thought she put something on her hair," Bo whispered.
Tanner grinned as his finger slipped inside of her dry cunt. He began to drive his finger in and out.
"Loosen up!" he demanded. "You're going to enjoy this. I promise you."
"No!" she screamed.
"Yes you are!" he repeated. "My cock is going to show you things that your husband never dreamed of. I bet he always just sticks it in and forgets about you. How about it?"
She spit in his face. It made him angry. He stood up from her. She lay on the floor looking up at him, naked except for her ripped blouse that hung about her shoulders. He still had the belt in his hands.
"I'm going to make you regret that," he said, wiping the spit away from his face with his sleeve. "I'm really going to make you regret that!"
"Pig!" she said.
Tanner smiled. "Bo, go upstairs and get the girl. We'll let the mother watch while her daughter loses her cherry. That ought to teach the bitch a lesson."
"You can't do that!" she pleaded.
"Of course he can," Bo said. He started up the stairs. "Just wait a minute. I'll show you what he can do."
Maria Parks waited in silence as she watched the huge black man walk up the stairs after her daughter. She had heard of Chief Deputy Tanner. What woman in the county hadn't? But, until now, she had marked the rumors down to gossip. Now that she knew the truth, it was too late.
She knew there was only one way to save her daughter. To do just what this man wanted. She tried to smile at him.
"You win," she said. "Don't hurt my daughter. I'll do anything you say."
"No deals," Tanner whispered. "You'll do what I say or you'll die. You and your daughter. Do you understand?"
She saw the deep lust in his eyes and she knew be meant what he said. He was thinking with his prick! Her husband was like that sometimes. When he got that gleam in his eye, there was nothing she could do but put out for him.
She and her daughter would have to give this man what he wanted or he would kill them both. She heard screaming upstairs and her daughter's voice. Then a man's curse. There was silence.
"Don't fuck her up there," Tanner called. "I want her down here with her mother."
A moment later Bo Simpson appeared on the stairs again. Marie was shocked at her daughter's appearance. She had gone to bed in curlers and a dowdy nightgown. Now her hair was stripped free of the curlers and was hanging in wet curls down her back. Her nightgown had been ripped away to reveal her big breasts. She wore only her panties.
"Mother!"
"It's all right, Jane," Maria said softly. "We have to do what these men want or they'll kill us."
"But he put his hands on me! Everywhere!" Her voice was soft, pleading.
"And he's going to put his black cock everywhere," Tanner roared. "Now get your ass down the stairs."
Marie clutched the rug as she watched Bo. Marie clutched the rug as she watched Bo Simpson pat her daughter on her ass and push her playfully down the steps. She came to kneel by her mother. Tanner dropped the belt and walked over to stand by Bo Simpson. Both men had wide grins on their faces.
"You know something, Bo," Tanner said. "I think I want my camera."
Marie was frightened. More frightened than she had ever been. She watched Bo leave the room and come back with his camera and Tanner took a few pictures of them. "Now that ain't enough," Tanner said. "Little girl, put your hand on your mother's tit. Play with it a little."
Jane drew back in shock. "No! I couldn't do anything like that!"
"She can't do anything like that," Bo repeated in a mimic of her voice. "We'll have to see about that." Bo started taking off his big belt. Maria knew what was coming.
"Touch me like they say," Marie told her daughter.
"But mother!"
"Do it," Maria commanded.
Maria tried to be brave at the first touch of her daughter's hand. Her daughter's hand was warm and gentle. Jane just placed it on her right tit and left it there without moving.
"Damn it!" Tanner thundered. "I can't get no good pictures that way. Show her how, mother. You've seen a porno movie before. You know what I want!"
Marie, indeed, knew what Tanner wanted. She tried not to think it was her daughter beside her as she began to kiss her daughter's tits. She kissed both of them. She tasted so fresh, clean, and virginal. But she knew they would not be untouched for very long.
"That's it," Tanner said. "That's what I want. But put a little more life in it!"
She sucked one of her daughter's tits into her mouth. Her daughter gave a little shudder. Maria knew that she was turning her daughter on. No woman could resist lips that touched her flesh so gently. Jane moaned softly.
"I'm getting horny," Bo said. "I don't think I can wait much longer."
"Me either," Tanner agreed, putting down his camera. "Let's get to the serious fucking."
"Please," Maria said. "You can both have me. I'll be good to you. But please leave my daughter alone."
"Hell no!" Tanner said. "But I'll do this for you. I won't take her cherry. At least not her cunt's cherry. I like sweet ass better."
"Oh, my God! That's disgusting!"
"Maybe," Tanner smiled. "But that's what we like. Ain't that right, Bo?"
"Ain't nothing better," Bo agreed.
Both men approached them. Tanner took Maria. She tried to fight. She bit and scratched, but he knocked her down a few times. It was in a daze that she founds herself bent over her own couch. Her ass was positioned properly for Tanner. Maria looked beside her and saw her daughter bent over beside her.
"No! Please!" Maria begged. "Not like this. Just do it to me!"
"Shut up, bitch!" Tanner said roughly. "Just shut up and enjoy it."
Maria's eyes opened wide as she felt the first pressure against her anus. She looked at her daughter. Her daughter's blonde hair drooped downward. Jane was making soft sobbing sounds in her throat. Suddenly the sobs became cries of pain.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. "It hurts. It hurts so bad! Please don't do that!"
Maria tried to twist out of Tanner's grasp, but nothing did any good. He held her firm as his prick began to nuzzle into her ass. Maria winced in pain. Again the cock drove deeper into her ass. Jane was crying and sobbing.
"Oh, Jesus!" Jane cried. "Please stop. You're going to kill me!"
The only answer was the soft grunt from Bo Simpson as he pushed again with his huge cock. Suddenly Jane's whimpering stopped. Maria looked at her. Jane's hand clutched Maria's. Her eyes were opened wide.
"He's in me, Mother," she said. "He's in me!"
And then Maria couldn't talk because Tanner's huge prick was in her own ass and he was fucking her roughly. She felt her ass being slammed by his cock and heard the sound of their balls slapping against her and her daughter.
There was nothing she could do. She could only listen to the grunts of pleasure from the two men. Jane was silent. Maria could see her tits flopping against the couch as Bo Simpson fucked her.
"Oh, fuck!" Bo cried. "I'm coming. I'm going to come in her cherry ass. I'm going to come in her sweet, tight ass!"
Suddenly Maria was free. She turned to see that Tanner had withdrawn his cock from her ass. She didn't understand at first. And then she did. Tanner grabbed at Jane. He turned her around even while Bo was still slamming his big prick into, her ass.
"You said you wouldn't," Maria said, as she watched him nuzzle at her daughter's tits.
"Fuck you!" Tanner said. "You really think I'm going to leave anything cherry around here." Tanner pulled her away from Bo's prick.
"What the fuck you doing?" Bo asked. "I was just about to come."
"Give it to her," Tanner nodded toward Maria. "Right now I want some of this little cherry cunt."
Jane said nothing as Tanner led her around the couch. He sat her on the couch with her legs spread open wide. He leaned to lick between her legs.
And then Maria lost sight of the scene as Bo had her by the hair. He forced her to her knees. His big black prick rubbed against her mouth.
"Suck it!" he demanded. "Suck it! It won't take you long. Your daughter's ass has already made it dose. Suck it and swallow it all!"
She moved her head to the prick and closed her mouth over the head. She began to suck it hard. She knew how to suck a prick. She sucked her husband's every time he asked. Sometimes it was easier than having him fuck her and it didn't take as long. But Bo's prick was bigger than her husband's and she could not get her mind off her daughter.
"Suck it!" Bo slapped her.
She began to put more effort to it. Bo turned so that she could see what was happening behind the couch.
"Don't want you to miss the show," Be hissed. Maria nearly choked. Tanner was on the couch between her daughter's legs. His big, hard prick was nuzzling at her daughter's cunt. Suddenly he gave one hard drive and he was in. Jane started thrashing wildly and she was crying in pain. Bo took no notice and neither did Tanner. Be drove his prick deeper into Maria's mouth. Tanner began to fuck her in and out, very fast.
"Goddamn!" Bo shouted. "Here I come. Here I come!"
For the next few minutes she was kept very busy swallowing Bo's come. It was thick and she nearly choked on it. Finally he was done. He drew his prick out of her mouth and wiped himself off with her hair.
Maria looked down at the floor. She could not bear to look at her daughter getting fucked. She could still hear the noises. The loud noise of Tanner's breathing. The slap of his balls against her ass.
And Maria heard the loud groan as Tanner came and she could imagine his white jizz pouring into her daughter's warm cunt.
She didn't know how long she remained on her knees looking at the floor. It was long after the door closed and she knew that Tanner and Bo had left. A very long time. She finally forced herself to get up. Her daughter was crying. Her legs were still spread wide. Maria almost cried when she saw the drip of jizz between her daughter's legs.
She bent down and took her daughter's head between her hands. "Don't worry, baby," she said soothingly. "It's all over. And they'll get theirs. Somehow they'll get theirs."
Chapter Thirteen
Tanner and Bo were feeling good as they drove back to town.
"That was good pussy," Tanner said. "We'll have to go back and see them again."
"Yeah," Bo agreed. "And Momma sucks pricks like she was born to it. They'll do in a bind."
Both of them saw the girl who got off the bus and forgotten were the thoughts about Jane and her Momma. The girl standing in the dim light of the street lamp was about nineteen and she had the kind of body that Tanner liked.
Her hair was dark and shoulder-length. Tanner could feel an immediate urge in his groin.
"Jesus," he said. "That's a nice-looking piece."
"You mean you want some more? You think you can take it?"
"Damn right! I can go as long as you can."
"Well, let's get her then," Bo urged. "I feel my prick getting hard again."
Tanner pulled the patrol car to a stop at the curb. Judy saw them coming and her face almost broke into a smile. Instead, she let her eyes grow wide and frightened. Linda Kay had really fixed her up in the past few weeks. She was no longer the housewife. Her hair had been fixed in a different way and she had been made to look much younger.
Once they started playing with her womanly body, they would not be fooled. But they would not need to be fooled for very long. Not if the plan worked.
Judy was glad to see the big black man get out of the car with the chief deputy. That made things easier. She had them both together.
"Hello little girl," Chief Deputy Tanner said, smiling. "You're out a little late aren't you?"
"I'm just waiting for the next bus," Judy said.
"Well, it's kind of cold for you to be waiting here. Why don't you walk over to the jail with us. There's some hot coffee on the stove."
"No," Judy seemed to consider. "I can't miss the bus."
"You won't miss it," Tanner promised. "We won't let you miss it."
Judy started to protest, but Tanner took her bag from her and she was forced to follow the two men across the street toward the jail. As she walked, she felt Tanner s big hand brush across her ass. She moved away from him. The second time he openly fondled her ass. "Stop that!" she said.
"Now honey," Tanner said softly. "You wouldn't want to get arrested for interfering with an officer would you?"
Bo laughed at Tanner's joke.
The jail was dark and silent. Tanner took out a key and opened the front door. There was only a desk in the front office. Tanner led the way through the jail to the rooms at back. Suddenly he turned on Judy.
His arms went around her and his mouth bruised down on hers. She couldn't get away from him. His tongue forced its way between her lips. She felt other hands fondling her ass from behind.
"So nice," Bo whispered. "Such a nice ass. I wonder if it's cherry."
She pretended to be really frightened. She fought and kicked, but slowly the two men forced her into one of the cells. Suddenly a hand smashed against her cheek and knocked her to the cold stone floor.
"All right, baby," Tanner whispered. "You can quit fighting. We're going to fuck you so you might as well make it easier on yourself. Get your clothes off and I mean right now!"
Slowly Judy unbuttoned her blouse and slipped out of it. Site reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. The twin cups fell away, revealing her bountiful tits to their hungry eyes.
"Goddamn!" Tanner said. "This must be our night for big tits."
"Hurry up, baby," Bo whispered. "Get the rest of your clothes off."
Judy looked alarmed as she watched Bo strip out of his trousers. His big, black cock jutted out menacingly.
"Like this, baby?" Tanner smiled. "Well, you're going to get it soon enough."
Tanner reached down and ripped off Judy's skirt. His rough fingers tore at her panties until she was completely naked. He inserted one rough finger into her pussy.
"God," Tanner said. "There's nothing like a good warm pussy. Nothing at all."
Both men were so interested in Judy that they never heard the front door to the jail open. They never saw the two men who walked quietly through the jail. Bo never felt anything. A crushing blow rendered him completely unconscious. Tanner turned to see the two men standing in the door to the cell.
"What do you want?" he questioned. His usually harsh voice was frightened.
"You," one of them said, and he struck Tanner with the back of his hand.
Judy stood up. Now her eyes were angry and cold. The door opened and Linda Kay entered. There was an evil smile on her face.
"Hello, Chief Deputy," she smiled. "Do you remember me?"
"No," Tanner whispered.
"You should. I came to your town and you raped me. You and your black friend. I'm returning the compliment."
"What?" Tanner asked.
Linda Kay approached him. She lifted up her skirt and he saw the patch of blonde hair between her legs.
"On your knees," Linda Kay commanded. Tanner took one look at the two men and he fell to his knees.
"Eat me," Linda Kay commanded. "Eat my pussy up. And make it good."
He knew that she would hurt him if he didn't make it good. He buried his face in her warm muff. He ran his tongue through her pussy hairs and touched her clit. She began to moan softly. He put his whole self into it. He sucked and sucked as fast u he could. She was moaning, pulling his face into her pussy hair, pulling him until he could hardly breathe.
"Jesus," Linda Kay cried. "That's right. Finish me off. Finish me off, you bastard!"
She poured her juices into his mouth and pound her muff against his face and he almost choked, but he was too afraid to draw back. Finally he was let free.
"You've been raping girls for a long time," Linda Kay smiled sweetly. "Well, no more. This is just a taste of things to come. There's a car outside. You're going to be put into it and taken to a far off place. You'll work like a slave."
"No!"
"And you'll never come home again."
"No!" Tanner said again. He began to cry. The men took no notice of his tears. They tied his arms around his back and dragged him out to a waiting car. They shoved him into the back seat, and covered him with a heavy blanket.
The men returned and took the unconscious Bo and did the same to him.
They returned a third time.
"Here's your money," Linda Kay said, as she counted out some bills for both men. "Make sure they never return to America."
"Yes, ma'am," one of the men gestured. "You also told us we could have something else for our troubles."
Linda Kay smiled. She waved a hand at Judy who was gathering up her clothes. "There's a girl and there's a cot. You gentleman have fun."
Linda Kay walked out into the dark, her revenge completed. Judy stood watching the two men. They were both big, hulking brutes.
"Well," one of them said, licking his lips. "Which do you want? The front or the back."
"I'd rather have her mouth," the second man said.
"Good. I'll take the back."
Judy smiled. The men began to take off their clothes and Judy watched as they stripped. Both their cocks were huge and hard. Judy fell to her knees and gobbled one into her mouth. She took it to the back of her Throat and sucked.
"Goddamn!" the man cried. "She's sucking my guts out."
The other man walked behind Judy. He positioned her and he drove his cock into her ass. Judy winced at the first pain, but then she began to move her ass against his hard cock. She rested on one hand as she fondled the heavy balls with her other.
The man began to mouth-fuck her. His balls slapped against her chin as she sucked him in.
"Jesus!" the man behind her cried. "I'm coming. I'm going to shoot my wad into her ass. Oh, fuck!"
Judy pushed her ass against him as his prick began to spew out his cum. "Oh, dear Jesus," he cried. "Oh, fuck. I thought I could go longer. Oh, fuck!"
He finished quickly and his limp prick was slipping from her ass. The man in her mouth began to jerk wildly. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for the warm jizz. A moment later she was rewarded by his cock spewing his cum. She swallowed and swallowed until he was finished.
"Good girl," the man said, patting her head. "Well, let's get those guys on the boat."
The two men left Judy hugging her knees on the floor of the cell.
Linda Kay leaned back and let the cock slip out of her mouth. A dribble of sperm touched at her cheek and she tongued it off. "Jesus," the man said. "That was good." Linda Kay smiled.
