"Robbie sent me to get these fixed," Cindy told the man who stood beside the Ford pickup.
He looked at the young girl who sat behind the wheel and scratched his balls through the blue overalls that he was wearing. She was young but she was sure stacked. Her jugs stuck out straight over the steering wheel and even from where he was standing, Jake could see that she wasn't wearing a bra to cover those pointed tits.
"Cost you ten dollars," he said.
Cindy looked through the back window of the cab at the two flat tires in the back and then she looked at the man. She couldn't have paid him ten dollars if she had wanted to, but without the tires her brother, Robbie, wouldn't be able to use the hay wagon.
"Robbie said that you would give me a special deal," she told him.
"Maybe I will," he told her. "Step down and let's have a look."
It wasn't the tires that he wanted to see.
Cindy opened the door of the truck and jumped down lightly. The loose material of her shirt stretched tight for an instant and Jake could see the tight little tips of her tits as they pressed through the shirt.
"We'd better take them inside so as we can see what we need."
They each took one of the tires and rolled them into the dark cool tire shop.
It had been hot in the truck and Cindy was glad to be where it was cool. There was a fan going and she sat in front of it.
"Want a coke?" Jake asked her.
"Why thanks," Cindy answered.
Jake disappeared into the office for a minute and came back with two glasses of coke. He handed one to Cindy and she took a long drink.
"Shit! This ain't coke!"
Jake had added a belt of the raw whiskey that he kept in the office desk.
"Shit, honey. That's the best kind of coke that you can get. That stuff's homemade!"
Jake sat down next to her and gently put his hand on her thigh.
"Now about that tire. The boss said that I couldn't go doing it for nothing no more but for you, well, we might work out something special."
"Honest, Jake. I can't pay no ten dollars. Robbie would skin me."
Jake rubbed against her leg harder when she didn't pull away from him. He didn't give a shit about the ten dollars but he did give a shit about his prick that had already gotten hard under the loose overalls. He would be damned if he was going to let her get away before he had gotten a chance to stick it in her.
"You sure are pretty, honey."
She looked at him, pleased with his compliment. On the farm there wasn't anyone who even noticed.
"For a pretty little thing like you, I could do a lot of things."
"Like fix a flat tire?" Cindy asked him.
"Like fix a flat tire," he promised her.
"Is that all you?" he asked, staring at her tits. He could see damn well that it was but he wanted to see more.
"It sure is," she bragged.
Cindy knew that she had a damn good figure, even if there weren't so many people around to appreciate it. Even when she had gone to school she had seen the teacher look at her with jealousy. The teacher was a little flat chested woman and she had wished that she could have had a little of what Cindy had. Some of the older boys liked it too. They would play games with her and brush against her trying to touch her tits. She didn't care if they did but she knew that a woman wasn't supposed to let a man do that, except maybe when the man took her to a drive-in movie or something. Then, after all, they were paying money for it. She guessed that if Jake was going to fix the tire for her it would sure be all right if he got a little too.
"Can I see them?" Jake asked. He wanted to grab her and tear her shirt off but he knew that if he did, her brother might come after him. He wasn't ready to fuck with Robbie Dixon.
"Well," she hesitated. "You sure that you're going to fix that tire for me?"
"It's a promise," Jake told her.
"I guess that it would be all right then," she said and she started to unbutton her blouse.
Jake watched as the buttons came undone and she pulled back the faded material of her blue shirt to reveal a pair of perfect tits. They stood out strong and firm and the nipples were dark brown against the creamy white of the rest of her.
The sight of her made his prick stand out firm against his own dirty jeans.
"You sure got something there!" he told her.
"You sure got something there!" she replied, pointing to his hard cock.
"That's what you do to me, honey."
"I sure do a lot, don't I?"
"You sure do. How'd you like to help me get it off?"
Cindy looked at the hard cock under Jake's overalls. It wasn't the first time she'd seen one. There had been plenty of times when she had been playing with her brother that he had gotten a hard-on. There had been lots of times when he had even showed it to her. She liked his a lot better than the one on the old bull that her pa still kept. Robbie's was right for a woman, big and long and white. She had wanted to try it but the most they had ever done was to play around a little and he had let her milk him a couple of times. She had always liked the way the cum had shot out of it after she had pulled it a few times. Right now she was ready to pull Jake's and see how much cum he could shoot off.
"What do I do, Jake?" she asked him.
"Come on in the back. We got us a bed there."
He led the way to a small room in the back of the tire shop. There was a dirty bed with just a plain mattress on it. There were some catalogs and newspapers piled on it and Jake took them off and piled them on the floor. Cindy looked down at the mattress and saw there were some stains on it that looked like blood. There were some other stains that looked like the cum that shot out of Robbie's prick.
"Come on honey, sit down."
Cindy sat on the mattress and in an instant Jake was beside her.
"You ever done with a man, honey?"
Cindy hadn't but suddenly with the whiskey going to her head and Jake beside her, she didn't want to admit that she still had her tight little cherry between her legs. She had heard the other girls at school talk about men and she had always thought that they had known some things which she hadn't. She didn't want Jake to think that she was a stupid kid.
"Sure. I done it lots of times."
"How do you like it best?"
"How can you give it to me?" she replied, without being sure what he had been talking about.
"Well, let's just see."
Jake reached out and covered her hard tits with his hands. He started to kiss her cheek and Cindy could smell the liquor on his breath. It made him smell like a real man.
Jake pressed her back on the bed until most of his weight was lying on top of her. Cindy could feel his hard body press against her and she could feel his stiff tool pressing against her leg. She liked the feeling but she wanted him to press against her cunt. That was where she needed something.
Lots of times when she had been alone, Cindy thought about men. She liked the way that they were made. There had been times when she had snuck through the bushes and watched the boys at the water hole but they didn't have stiff pricks the way that Jake did.
She had seen her brother fucking once but she hadn't said anything about it. He had been with some girl that he had gone to school with. They were out in the barn lying in the hay. The girl had been wrestling with her brother and then all of a sudden her brother was taking up the girl's skirt. Cindy had seen that the girl hadn't had any underpants on and that she had had a real hairy snatch. Her brother had seen too and suddenly they had stopped wrestling and her brother was taking his pants off.
Cindy had seen his long prick sticking straight out at the girl but when the girl had seen it, she had just lay back on the hay and held her legs apart. With her legs apart, Cindy had seen the pink cunt lips that were spread all the way apart. She had seen the white cream on the girl's cunt which was just like the cream on her own cunt that she got when she rubbed herself with her finger. Her brother hadn't stopped to look but in two seconds he was right on top of the girl and he was sticking his long hard cock right into that deep twat.
Cindy had heard her father calling that day and she had had to leave before she could see what finally happened. Now with Jake, she was going to do the whole thing. Only this time she wouldn't have to just stand and watch. This time she was going to get a stiff prick shoved up her own cunt.
"Oh shit, honey. You got the best tits that I ever got my hands on!"
"Come on, Jake. Let me feel you!"
Jake rolled over on his side so that Cindy could reach her hand down and press it against the spot on his overalls where it was sticking out sharply.
"Jesus, how does it get so hard?" Cindy asked.
"That's what you do to it," he told her.
"You want to see it?" he asked.
Cindy nodded her head. She did want to see it. She wanted to see if it was as long as her brother's. She wanted to see how wide she would have to open her legs so that Jake could stick it all in her. She wanted to see what she was going to have to take to get her flat tires fixed.
"Here it is, baby!"
Triumphantly, Jake reached his hand into the unbuttoned fly of the overalls and brought out his angry prick. Cindy looked down and saw that his balls were covered with the same thick black hair that covered his chest but that the clean prick stood straight out from them. Cautiously, she reached down and touched him.
"Watch it, baby. I can't take too much of that."
Cindy drew her hand away from his prick and just sat and stared at it. She knew that she wanted it.
"Baby, why don't we get comfortable?" Jake told her.
"You sure must be hot in them jeans."
Cindy looked up at him, still standing with his prick sticking straight out of the greasy overalls.
"Yes. It is hot."
"You bet your sweet little ass it is. With a cute little pussy like that in it."
Cindy stood up next to Jake and unbuckled her belt. The loose jeans fell easily to the floor and she stood before him wearing only the tattered panties that she had gotten from the mail order catalog so many years ago. Her blonde cunt hair stuck through the holes.
"Christ almighty, how long have you been hiding that little twat?"
"Back at home, there ain't nobody who even wants to look."
"Well I'll be damned. They must be blind or stupid."
"Do you like it?" she asked.
"Christ, yes! I'll show you what we can do with it."
Jake took Cindy's arm and led her back to the bed. He helped her to lie on her back. Standing over her, he quickly unbuttoned the straps of his overalls and let them fall to the floor. Under the overalls he was naked.
"Just take it real easy now, baby. Just spread those legs a little."
Cindy did as he told her. She could feel the walls of her cunt open up as her legs spread wide. Then she felt Jake's finger probe between them.
"Oh, baby. That's the cutest little snatch that I ever seen."
Cindy lay back and closed her eyes as Jake began to run his hands all over her. Then he was kneeling between her legs. The finger was no longer pressing at the tight little cunt but now there was something new. Cindy looked up and saw that Jake's tool was pressing into her. It looked bigger now and she began to get scared. She wondered how all that hard meat would get in a hole so small that she could barely get her finger in it. But Jake didn't look worried.
"Easy, baby. Just real easy."
"Oh!" she cried as his prick began to hurt her.
"Easy, baby."
Jake pressed again but was again stopped by Cindy's tight cherry.
"Christ, I thought you said you screwed before."
"No," she confessed. "You're the first. Make it good for me," she pleaded.
"Shit, baby, I'll make it good."
Jake drew his prick away from her for an instant. He coughed deeply and spat into his hand. He rubbed the spit on his hot red prick, cooling it and lubricating it so that it would go into Cindy's tight snatch.
"Let's see how this goes," he said as he pressed the spit soaked cock forward into the quaking walls of her cunt.
"OhhhM!"
"Shit, are you tight!"
Jake pressed himself into her hard and with one quick thrust of his hips he had driven his cock past the tight cherry.
"OhhhM!"
"Uh!"
Jake felt her tight cunt practically tear the flesh off his cock. She was the tightest virgin he had ever gotten into.
"Oh, yes!" she was saying. "Fuck me. Fuck me!! ! "
Jake could see that he was really warming her up. He pressed down deep into her, trying to find the bottom of the endless pit.
"Ohhh!! ! " she was moaning. Her eyes were closed and her arms were wrapped around Jake tightly. The pain that she had first felt when he had broken her cherry was turning to pleasure. The charge that he was giving her was like nothing that she had ever felt before.
"Ohhh!! Fuck me!"
She kept saying it over and over as Jake drove on into that damp cunt. Her fuck juices were beginning to come now and Jake's prick was sliding easier into her. He was working faster and Cindy was beginning to raise her hips to meet him. His cock was like a ramrod, pressing the thick head of his prick into her. He worked faster and faster and she held him tighter and tighter. Her fingernails dug into the skin of his back as she clung to him.
They were grunting together now as he pounded into her.
Then he came with one final gasp. "Oh!! ! "
She felt his hot load of cum shoot deep into her cunt. It was a feeling that she had never felt before. A feeling of warmth and a feeling that shot thrills throughout her body. Every muscle of her body went tense for a moment and then she relaxed. She clamped her legs tightly around Jake, trying to hold him to her. She wanted to trap his hard cock in her and to be fucked over and over again. She just wanted to be fucked until she passed out with joy.
"Was that good for you, baby?" he was asking her.
Cindy didn't answer but just gave a little nod with her head.
"That cunt of yours is really something," he told her admiringly.
She wanted to tell him how good his prick was but she was too exhausted. She just lay on the dirty mattress with her eyes closed.
"Jesus, look at my prick!"
Jake was looking down at his limp prick which was a flaming red from getting up into Cindy's cunt. It was covered with her thick white cream and his own slippery cum.
Cindy raised her head slowly and looked.
"Shit, honey. Look what happened."
"Yeah. And it's sore as hell." Jake touched his cock tenderly. "You sure got a tight box."
"It ain't so tight any more," Cindy said, sticking her finger up into her cunt.
"I couldn't do that before."
"Maybe we can ream it out some more," Jake told her.
"Oh shit, I'm ready right now."
Cindy stroked her clit with her finger. Jake had really gotten her horny, but her young body was just coming alive to the feeling of a man's cock. Now that she had tried it she wanted more. She didn't care about the tire any more or her brother back at home who was waiting for it. She just wanted to stay here on the bed with her legs spread for Jake.
"Hey! What's going on here!"
They both jumped when they heard the shout. Cindy knew that it was Mr. Peterson, Jake's boss. She realized that if he was here then Jake wouldn't be able to fix the tire without charging her.
"Coming, Mr. Peterson," Jake called quickly. He grabbed for his overalls and quickly stepped into them, not waiting to button up the fly.
"You stay here," he told Cindy.
Cindy could hear them talking out in the shop. Peterson was asking about the truck that was parked out in the front and about the two tires that were waiting to be fixed. Cindy didn't want to put her clothes back on. She was hoping that Mr. Peterson would go away so she could get fucked by Jake again. She needed more of what he had been giving her and she didn't want to have to wait for it.
"Where's that goddamn catalog?" she heard Mr. Peterson saying.
"It's in the back, sir. I'll get it for you."
"No, goddamn it. I'll get the catalog. You just get these tires fixed."
Cindy looked down at the stack of catalogs on the floor and realized that one of them must be the one which Mr. Peterson was looking for. She realized that he would be coming in the room where she was lying and she grabbed her panties and tried to dress. She was just stepping into her jeans when the door opened.
"Well, Christ Almighty! What do we have here?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Peterson. I'm just going."
"Well not so fast there, young lady. Just where do you think that you're going."
"I just came to get my tires fixed, sir,"
Cindy told him humbly. Mr. Peterson was one of the richest men in town and it wouldn't pay to get him angry. He had given her father trouble once before when their truck had broken down and they didn't have the money to get it fixed.
"I suppose that those are your tires out there in the shop?"
Cindy knew that Mr. Peterson knew that she couldn't pay for the work that Jake was doing.
"I suppose that you're going to pay for those tires?"
Cindy looked up at the tall man.
"I thought that we could have credit."
"Credit? There's only one thing that you've got that I would give you credit on."
He looked down at her. He had known her as a little girl and he had never paid much attention to her. He hadn't noticed how she had grown into a lush young woman, but he was noticing now.
Cindy looked up.
"Yes? You would give us credit?"
"I might. If somebody made me feel like I ought to."
He leered at her and Cindy knew what he wanted. She wondered how he would compare with Jake. He looked a little mean, but he looked like he might be well hung. Cindy was ready to try.
"What is it you want?" she asked again.
"What about a piece of ass for a start," he told her.
"I got to have those tires, Mr. Peterson."
"You'll get your tires. Just as soon as I get mine."
Peterson didn't wait for her to slip off her jeans again. He stepped forward and took her in his arms and pressed her naked tits into his chest. He held her ass firmly and ground it against his cock which was already becoming hard under his pants.
"Shit, baby," he said rubbing against her. "You've got real nice little knockers."
"Do you really like them?" she asked.
"They're the best!" he told her.
Cindy was pleased that Mr. Peterson thought that she had a good body. Even if her pa didn't like him, he was a man. He was a rich man but it wasn't his money that she wanted. What she wanted was the stiff prick that was already digging into her cunt. She wanted to tear off her jeans and spread her legs again. She wanted Mr. Peterson to tear off his pants and let her see what he had underneath them. She wanted to see if his prick was as long and as hard as Jake's.
"Come on, Baby. Let's have it!"
Mr. Peterson stepped away from her and stood looking as she slipped out of the loose jeans again. He saw the holes in her panties.
"Hey, you treat me good and we'll put some patches on those pants!"
"Do you really mean it, Mr. Peterson?"
Cindy hadn't bought any new clothes for over a year now. Clothes were something which the Dixons couldn't waste money on. Anyway, clothes didn't last long around the farm. But the thought of having something new excited Cindy. She wanted to be sure and please Mr. Peterson.
"You bet I mean it. A pretty little pussy like that ought to have some nice little panties over it."
"Jesus, I sure would like that."
"Cindy, do you know how to make a man real happy?"
Cindy looked up at him. She knew that she had just made Jake pretty damn happy.
"Yes. I know."
"No. I don't mean that. We'll do that too but I want to show you how to make a real man happy."
Cindy looked up at him questioningly. She wasn't sure what he meant but she did want to make him happy. The thought of having a nice new pair of panties to wear to church really pleased her. She wanted to please Mr. Peterson.
"Let me show you how."
Mr. Peterson slowly unbuckled his belt and opened the fly of his pants. He dropped the loose pants to the floor and stepped out of them. His prick was pushing his loose underpants straight out in front of him.
"Here."
Mr. Peterson reached into the fly of the shorts and pulled out his prick. Cindy was surprised to see that it was even longer than Jake's. She bet that Mr. Peterson had fucked a lot of women to make it that long.
"Let me show you what to do, Cindy."
Cindy just watched him.
"Come here."
She sat up on the bed as he directed her. Her face was right in front of his prick and instinctively she wanted to reach out and kiss it. Her lips touched against the swollen head lightly.
"By Christ, you've got it!"
He ran his fingers into her long blonde hair and drew her closer to him.
"Who taught you how to suck cock?"
When she just stared up vacantly at him he realized that she had never done it before. He realized that she was just a natural.
"That's the right idea. Just open your mouth a little."
Cindy parted her lips and Mr. Peterson pulled her head forward so that his bulging prick slipped forward into her mouth. Cindy gulped a little.
Mr. Peterson's prick tasted salty with sweat, but Cindy found that she liked the taste. She explored cautiously with her tongue and ran it over the length of the shaft, wetting it with a little spit.
"Jesus, baby! That's the way!"
Mr. Peterson was standing stiff as a board with his eyes closed but Cindy wasn't paying any attention to him. All attention was on the horny prick that was embedded in her cheek. She wanted to please its owner but she really just wanted the prick.
Cindy began to move her head a little. She felt the stiff cock beginning to twitch and she moved her head faster. She was beginning to understand what she was doing and she knew what had to be done. It was like milking the cows, only she was using her lips rather than her hands. Her lips tightened on the swollen shaft as it slid in and out of her mouth.
"Suck it, baby! Suck it!"
Mr. Peterson's voice sounded funny now. It was no longer firm and confident like it had been, but now it was confused and gasping. She knew that she was giving him the pleasure that he wanted.
"Suck me!"
She moved her head faster and faster, trying to make it as good for him as she could. She wanted her panties, but she wanted his cock.
"Oh, Christ! I'm coming!"
Peterson grabbed her head and held it tight against his balls. His cock stuck deep into her mouth. Suddenly she felt his hot load pumping into her waiting mouth. Her tongue was bathed in the thick cum as he spurted off another load. Cindy didn't move as he squeezed the last drops out of his cock with his hand.
"Shit, baby! Shit, baby!! ! "
Mr. Peterson was twisting his head from side to side. His eyes were still closed. Cindy looked up at him.
"Did I please you, Mr. Peterson?"
She mumbled the words. Her mouth was still full of Peterson's cum.
"Shit, baby! That was the best sucking I've ever had!"
"I'm glad," she said. "I'd like to do it again!"
"Oh, Christ! We'll do it again, but not now. Look at me."
Cindy could see that his prick had gotten limp. She wondered how it could go from being so big to being so small.
She began to choke a little on the cum that still filled her mouth. She picked up her tattered panties and let the cum drool into them.
"Oh! Look at all that!" Cindy was fascinated by the thick cum which she had just spat into the panties. "That's all yours!"
She looked et Mr. Peterson admiringly.
"There's so much of it!"
"Christ, baby, you sucked it out of me! That was the best goddamn cock sucking ever!"
Without warning, the door opened and Jake stepped in.
"Oh, sorry, boss. I just wanted to know where the new patches were."
Jake looked down at the load of cum in Cindy's panties and saw that she still hadn't gotten any on her cunt. He guessed what they had been doing.
"Fuck the patches," Mr. Peterson was saying.
"Did you get some already?" he asked Jake, nodding his head at Cindy.
"I got a little, but then you came in."
"Well, don't just stand there! Get some more!" he shouted at Jake. "Can't you see she wants it?"
Jake looked at Cindy. She sure did look like she wanted it. Her cunt hairs were all fluffed out over the gaping lips of her snatch and a tiny bit of his first load was still dripping out of her.
"I guess that I could use some."
Cindy lay back on the bed as Jake took off his pants.
"How about it baby? Are you ready for some more?"
"Shit, Jake. Give it to me!"
Jake's tool was already hard as his pants fell away. The overalls were on a pile on the floor and Jake was beginning to pile Cindy. His cock slipped into her snatch easier this time and the cum from his first load helped to lubricate it. His prick was still sore, but he didn't care. She could have had sandpaper up her cunt and he still would have wanted to fuck her. He grabbed the firm little knobs in his hand and twisted them gently. His prick was going deep into her. Cindy closed her eyes.
Peterson stood over them, watching. As Jake's ass humped furiously, his own cock began to rise again. He could see Jake's tool driving deep into Cindy's cunt and coming out covered with her thick white cream. She really had a creamy cunt, Peterson thought. He wanted to try it.
"Get her in the mouth!"
Jake heard the shout and turned his head.
"Suck him!" he cried to Cindy.
Jake slowly pulled his ready cock from Cindy's gaping twat and got up. While Cindy lay on her back, Jake knelt over her head. She looked at the thick cock that was coated with her own creamy fuck juice. It looked delicious and inviting. She took it carefully with her hand and placed it in her mouth. Her own cream tasted pungent but she licked his cock until it was clean.
Peterson's cock was again hard. He pulled it out of his pants and jumped on the bed between Cindy's outstretched legs. Quickly he found the tight little cunt hole that he was looking for. He guided his prick with his hand and pressed into her. "Ohhh!! ! "
Cindy cried as she felt Peterson go into her cunt. Her cry was muffled by Jake's cock which was stuck in her mouth. As he began to twitch his hips and shoot the cock deeper into her mouth, she felt Peterson's hard tool driving her down into the mattress. Cindy was in ecstasy. She had two men to please and she was going to please them both at the same time. That was really something.
"You little cunt!"
Peterson was riding her madly.
"Take it!"
He was shooting at her breathlessly.
Then Cindy felt that same feeling that Jake had given her and she knew that Mr. Peterson had come off again. His cum shot deep into the tight folds of her cunt and deposited the load of warm wet spunk.
"Oh yes, baby!"
Jake was coming too. With a gush his fuck pumped into Cindy's throat. He held her head to the mattress so that she would get every last drop.
For Cindy it was heaven.
CHAPTER II
"Don't be late now!"
Their mother always told them that when they went anywhere. Cindy knew that no matter what time they got home, ma would be sound asleep.
"Let's go, Cindy."
She looked at her brother sitting behind the wheel of the pick-up. He was a real handsome man and who was to know that he was her brother. Going to the movies with him was just like going with one of the guys, but ma didn't let her go with the guys. She just complained that all the drive-ins were passion pits and that any girl who went alone with some guy was a little whore.
Cindy knew some of the girls that did go to the drive-in with the guys and she had to admit that her mother was right. Hadn't Betty-Jane gotten knocked up when she went with Sam Fowler? They had tried to get Sammy to marry her but he had just said that Betty-Jane had gone with a lot of other guys too and finally her old man had just beaten the shit out of her and sent her away to her aunt's house. Betty-Jane had never come back and some of the boys had started a rumor that she was working in a whore house in Memphis. Cindy sort of envied her.
She climbed up in the truck alongside of her brother.
"All right, Robbie, I'm ready."
Robbie started the car and after a few weary cranks the engine came to life.
"Christ, I don't know how this old heap runs."
"Pa don't want to fix it. He says we owe Mr. Peterson too much already."
Cindy looked at her brother.
"How much does pa owe?"
"God almighty, I don't know," he shook his head. "But he ain't never going to be able r to pay it, that's for sure."
"I heard that Mr. Peterson wants to take the farm," Cindy said.
"Naw, he don't want the farm. He just wants to bleed pa to death."
"Maybe we can help pa," Cindy suggested.
"How the Christ would we get any money?"
"Maybe we can find a way."
Robbie laughed at her. They drove on for a ways in silence.
"I hear that this is one of them real sexy movies they're showing," Cindy said.
"Yeah. Ma don't know cause she don't read. Pa knows but he won't tell me. I heard about this one."
Cindy looked down at her brother's tattered pants. Through an unpatched hole she could see the strong muscles of his legs. She looked to see if she could see his cock under the pants and was just about to make out the outline.
"What do you think they do in those movies?" she asked.
"I don't know, but I guess we'll find out."
"I'd like to do some of those things," she told her brother.
"Christ, I warned you, if pa ever heard that you was whoring around he'd kill you!"
"Suppose he didn't hear?"
Robbie thought for a bit.
"Suppose the guy tells?"
Cindy looked over at him, staring hard at his prick. She reached out and touched him.
"Would you tell, Robbie?"
She could see the surprise on his face but she could feel his prick getting hard under his pants. He rubbed it a little, pressing lightly on his balls.
"Would you, Robbie?"
Robbie took a deep breath. Cautiously he looked over at his sister. Her tits stuck out against the shirt that she was wearing. Most of the girls he knew wore bras, but they were too poor to buy anything that they didn't need and ma said that Cindy didn't need no bra to go showing off her tits. Christ, that was the truth. The tits stood right out straight without no bra.
"I guess that I wouldn't. If I was the man."
"Any reason why you can't be?" she questioned.
"I don't know any, but you are my sister."
"I got a twat, don't I?" she insisted. "Just like any other."
"Shit, yours is better than a lot of women," he testified.
"Then what about it?" Cindy repeated.
"Hush up now! Here we are."
They paid their way into the drive-in with the money that Robbie had made working part-time down at the store. There were a lot of cars at the drive-in, but they didn't see anyone they knew. They parked away from the other cars.
"To look at us nobody would know you were my brother," Cindy told him.
Robbie knew that it was true. Nobody that they knew had the money to go to the drive in and these people here would never have known the difference.
"That don't make it right," Robbie stalled.
"You leave the making it right to me," Cindy told him.
They sat quietly in the cab of the pick-up and watched the final rays of the sun sink below the horizon. Then the movie was starting and it was getting dark and Cindy was moving closer to where Robbie was sitting.
"Robbie, let me make it right for you," she told him.
Without waiting for him to answer her she pressed her hand to his cock. He frantically looked around to see if anyone was watching them but when he saw that nobody could see them he relaxed a little. Already his cock was getting hard.
Cindy squeezed his prick in her hand and felt the blood pumping into it. She reached for the buttons of his fly and undid them. She knew that he didn't have any underpants on under them.
"Oh, Christ, Cindy! What are you doing?"
"Wait and see," she said.
Her hand reached under the soft denim and touched the tender flesh of his cock.
"Ohhh!"
The touch of her hand felt good to Robbie. He didn't want her to stop but he wasn't sure how they were going to do this with all the cars around.
"Let me do it to you, Robbie," she pleaded.
"Oh yes! Do it to me!"
She freed his prick from the confines of the jeans and brought it out where she could see it. He was hard and long. His cock almost reached to the steering wheel.
"Make it good for me, sis!"
"Just leave it to me," she told him.
Cindy squeezed the throbbing cock in her hand, not sure what to do with it. She was going to make it good for him but there was no hurry. She could make it good for him all night.
Slowly Cindy began to run her hand up and down the shaft of his cock, pulling the loose foreskin with her. She pulled it down tight against his balls and then she stretched it up over the purple head of his prick. She liked the way the skin felt under her touch and she liked the way that she could feel the pulse pounding under her hand.
"Oh yes! Do it like that!"
She started to frig the cock harder, taking shorter, faster strokes. Robbie was pressed back against the seat, bracing himself.
"Faster!" he was moaning.
Cindy frigged faster.
"Oh, Christ, I'm coming!"
Cindy frigged even faster. Then suddenly spunk was shooting from the tip of his cock, wetting the front of her shirt.
"Oh, Christ!" he was moaning.
It was a good load. Her brother really had balls. The cum was still pumping out of the cock that was now growing limp in her hand and there were gobs of cum dripping down the front of her shirt. She let go of his prick and raised her hand to her mouth.
"Hey what are you doing."
"Didn't you ever taste it?" she asked him. "You're not supposed to do that!" he told her.
"Who says?" she asked.
"It just ain't right!" he said firmly.
"Well if you ain't never tried it, how do you know it ain't right?"
She brought her hand up to her mouth and tasted the creamy cum. She licked a little of it from her hand.
"What does it taste like?" Robbie asked curiously.
"It tastes like you," she told him.
Cindy didn't eat all of the cum. She just took enough in her mouth so that she could taste it and tease her brother a bit.
"You get caught doing that and people are going to call you a cock sucker!"
"So what?" she replied. "Show me one girl who don't like cock!"
"There's lots of them," he answered.
"Just cause you never got laid with them, don't mean they don't like it!"
"Girls ain't supposed to like it!"
"I like it!" she boasted. "You'd like to get your cock sucked, wouldn't you?"
Robbie knew damn well that he did want to get his cock sucked. It was one of the things that he had always wanted and a few times he had tried to get girls to do it for him. Once he had been with a real whore named Sally and he was about to get into her cunt. Then she told him she was having her monthly. He already had his cock hard and it was really aching him. He had asked her if she would put it in her mouth and she had said that she would if he would go down on her.
He had never eaten pussy and when he put his head down to her cunt it smelled so bad that he had almost been sick. He had wanted to get sucked off really bad, but he just couldn't make himself stick his nose in her stinking snatch. She had ended up by jerking him off and he had fingered her, but his finger had smelled for a week and his cock had been almost torn off from the way she had pulled on it. He looked at Cindy.
"You ever suck a guy's cock?"
"I could suck yours," she told him without answering his question. It was none of his business who else she went with.
"You gotta get it hard first."
Robbie looked down at his prick which was still limp from getting jerked off.
"I can get another hard-on," he promised.
"Maybe this will help you," she said.
Cindy slowly unbuttoned the buttons of her shirt. She knew that her brother had seen her tits lots of times, but she knew that he was always trying to get a better look. Even around the house when she was getting dressed or taking a bath in the kitchen. He had always given her that look which meant that he had wanted to have his hands touch her and to fondle the perfect, cone shaped knobs.
"Christ, are you stacked," he said admiringly.
"Go ahead and feel me up," she offered.
He reached out for her and took a hold of one of her breasts.
"Like a brick shithouse," he mumbled.
"Damn right, I'm like a brick shithouse," she said. "Only feeling me up is a lot better than hanging your ass over the shithole!"
Robbie bent his head over her and kissed her breasts lightly. Then he was kissing her harder and sucking at her nipples. His sucking turned to nipping and she felt the sharp teeth catch her nipples. The nipples were getting as hard as diamonds under his touch.
Cindy could feel her cunt getting hot down under the panties that still had traces of Mr.
Peterson's cum on them. She could feel her creamy fuck juice pouring out of her cunt and she knew that what she needed was a hard cock.
"Fuck me, Robbie!"
"Fuck you?" He looked at her amazed. "With all these people around?"
"Please fuck me!" she begged.
Cindy's cunt was aching for cock.
"We can't do it here," he told her.
"Do something to me! I'm going to go crazy!! ! "
Robbie could see the pain on his sister's face. He could see that she was feeling now the way that he had been feeling a few minutes ago when she had frigged his cock. He wanted to fuck her but there were a lot of people around and his cock still hadn't gotten hard again.
That whore Sally's cunt was smelly but maybe his sister's wouldn't be so bad. He looked at her and saw that she had already started to take off her jeans.
"Cindy, I'll lick it for you!"
Cindy looked up at him with a grateful look on her face. She had never had anyone eat off her cunt, but she was ready to try it. The way she felt now she was ready for anything that could satisfy the burning feeling that was running through her cunt.
"Oh yes! Suck it for me!"
Cindy pushed down her jeans to the floor of the pick-up truck no longer caring if anyone could see them or not. What should she be ashamed of anyway? She had the best cunt around and she was learning how to use it very rapidly.
"Here!" she told him.
Cindy reached down to her pink pussy lips and held them apart with her hands.
"Here it is waiting for you!"
Robbie saw it and lowered his head cautiously. He had expected her to smell bad, but he wanted to satisfy her. He was pleased to find that there was only a mild smell that was sexy to him. He stretched out his tongue and touched the lip of her cunt.
"No! Do it here!"
Cindy tried to guide his head to her clit. She had never seen what the inside of her cunt looked like, but she knew where it felt the best when she stuck her finger in it. She pushed Robbie's head onto her clit until his tongue was finally touching it.
She moaned as his tongue found its mark. Once he had found it, he seemed to know what to do.
Robbie's tongue began to lick softly over the little button that Cindy had guided him to. Some spit dribbled off the end of his tongue and into the open snatch. He watched it drool down until it settled in the rim around her ass hole. That was another target that he had always wanted to try.
"Oh, yes! Do it to me, Robbie!"
He could feel her thighs twitching under him. He wanted to make it good for her, to show her that she was not the only one who knew how to please. His tongue ran faster and faster through the pink grove and up into the tangle of hair that surrounded it.
He began to fuck her wildly with his tongue. He was no longer aware of any smell or of any people around in cars. All he saw was the deep cunt below his probing tongue.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!! ! "
He knew that he had done something to her from the way that she was crying and the way her muscles suddenly went tense. He kept licking, but she pulled his head away from her cunt.
"No, stop! I can't take any more!"
Cindy had felt herself come in a wonderful, warm sensation which had swept over her whole body. She lay on the seat exhausted from their love making. She covered her cunt with her hand and found that it was soaked with Robbie's saliva but she also knew that her own cream had added its share.
"Oh, Christ. You were wonderful!"
"You've got the sweetest little pussy that I ever saw!" he told her.
"And I'll bet you've seen a lot," she told him.
"Enough," he said modestly. He was proud that he had pleased her.
They sat for a while just looking at each other. Then Robbie looked up at the screen and told her to get dressed.
"It's going to be intermission soon," he explained.
Reluctantly, Cindy pulled her pants back up over the wet cunt and buttoned her shirt. She wished that they could go somewhere where they could really be alone.
They sat a little bit apart during the intermission. Cindy wanted to get out and walk around a little but Robbie had told her that maybe someone would see them together and suspect something. Cindy hadn't been really worried but she didn't want to get her brother pissed. She was afraid that if he got mad at her, he wouldn't let her suck on his cock during the second picture. That was something that she didn't want to miss out on.
Just as the second picture was starting, a big Cadillac pulled up alongside of them and parked. Robbie could see that there were four men in the car but he didn't see any women. He could see that they were drinking beer.
The men were laughing and shouting and making a lot of noise. One of them was shaking up a can of beer. As he pulled off the top, the beer shot out and sprayed Robbie.
"Hey!" he called. "Watch what you're doing!"
"Sorry kid!" the man called out to him.
Another of the men got out of the back seat and came over to Robbie. At first Robbie thought that the man wanted a fight, but then he saw that he was carrying a can of beer.
"Here, kid. Have a drink!"
The man spotted Cindy sitting in the front seat.
"Sorry, ma'am! Please, you take this one. We've got another."
He handed the beer to Robbie, who passed it to Cindy. In a moment he was back with another.
"Here. This one's for you."
"Thanks, mister."
"Any time," he said. He turned to Cindy, "Hope you enjoy it ma'am."
When the man had returned to the Cadillac Cindy turned to her brother and spoke quietly.
"That sure was nice of them. I can feel this stuff going to my head already."
"Yeah. It's nice and cool."
"It don't look like we're going to be able to do anything here," Cindy told her brother as she nodded slightly toward the Cadillac.
"Shit, what can we do? We can't just move, not after they were nice to us."
They fell silent, wondering what they could do to get at each other again. Then the door was opening on the Cadillac again and the man was getting out.
"Say, we were talking. This movie's not so great and we've got a whole case of cold beer back at the motel. Maybe you'd like to have a little party with us."
Cindy looked at Robbie to see if he understood. With five men and her the only girl, she knew what kind of a party this was going to be. She wanted to go, but she was afraid that Robbie would make trouble. She was afraid that he would be worried about pa finding out.
"What do you think, Cindy?"
She could see that her brother was impressed with the big car, and by the way they had given them their beer.
"Why not?" she said.
"Are you sure, are you sure that you want to go with strangers?"
"If we went with friends, pa would find out!" Cindy said.
"Well, I don't know."
Cindy could see that her brother would have offered to go in an instant, if he had been with any other girl.
"Look, maybe I'll go without you!" she would have liked to say, but she would never have dared.
"Okay then, we'll go with you, mister," Robbie told the man.
"Fine. The name's Ted. You just follow us back to the motel."
He looked at the battered pick-up.
"You can make it okay, can't you?"
"Ain't no trouble," Robbie answered, thinking the man was talking about his sister.
They followed the Caddie to the Happy View Motel. Both Robbie and Cindy knew that this was where the rich people stayed. They were a little afraid to park the pick-up outside of it.
"You can pull it around back, if you want to," Ted told them.
They were relieved that he understood what they were thinking.
Cindy went in the room with the men while Robbie parked the truck out in back.
"Wow!! This is really nice!" she said, seeing the clean fresh motel room. They didn't have anything like this at home.
"It's cozy," Ted said. He introduced the other men, but Cindy didn't remember their names.
Robbie knocked at the door and they let him in. Ted handed him a beer.
"Here, have a frosty!"
Robbie opened the can and drank slowly. He was still a little dizzy from the first beer that he had had. At home, pa would have tanned his ass, if he had caught him drinking.
"Make yourself comfortable," Jonny told Cindy. "That bed is the softest thing around."
Cindy looked at the bed. It was inviting. At home she slept on a narrow mattress on a cot with the springs out bf it. Here they were with a bed bigger and cleaner than any one that she had ever seen. She wanted to try it, but she was afraid of what Robbie would think.
"Go ahead," Jonny urged her. "See how soft it is!"
"Christ, I've got to pee!" Robbie announced as he headed for the door.
"Hey no! You can't do it out there!" Ted told him.
He realized that Robbie didn't even know what indoor plumbing looked like. It gave him an idea.
"Hey, come on. I'll show you."
Ted had picked up two more cans of beer and was leading Robbie to the bathroom.
The other three men waited until Robbie had left the room.
"Hey, now you can try the bed. Your friend won't be back for a while."
"Well," Cindy looked at the bed. The temptation was too much for her.
"I would like to try it just a little."
Cindy stepped over to the bed and cautiously sat on it. Then she jumped up.
"I'll get it dirty."
The men looked at each other.
"You could take off your clothes," he suggested.
Cindy would have liked to, but she was afraid that Robbie would come back and catch her.
"I'd better not do that."
"Go ahead and sit on it anyway," they told her.
Cindy lowered her ass to the bedspread and slowly sat on it. It felt more comfortable than any bed she had ever slept on. Slowly she sank back into the soft folds of the covers.
"This is really something," she announced.
Jonny walked over to the bed and put down his beer.
"It's big enough for two people," he said as he lay down beside her. "And you ought to try hugging and kissing in this bed!"
She looked at him. She was ready to try and she hoped that he could tell. She lay back and closed her eyes as she saw him reach out with his arms.
"You're a beautiful woman."
Cindy blushed. Nobody had ever called her a woman before.
Jonny kissed her gently on the lips. Her mouth opened a little and his tongue found its way in. Then she felt his hands running over her body, exploring all her secret places. He was touching her tits and pressing against her cunt. He really knew women. She could tell. Her brother had been good, but he wasn't like this man.
"You're beautiful," he was telling her.
Jonny's hand was working the buttons open on Cindy's shirt and hrs hand was reaching in and caressing her firm tits. Cindy could feel a tingling sensation shoot through her as she quivered under Jonny's touch.
Then he was reaching for her jeans and his hand was rubbing along her stomach and going down under the faded denim.
"OhhM"
Cindy moaned as Jonny's hand caught in the tight curls of her cunt hair. She reached down herself and unbuttoned her pants. She arched her hips as he slid them off of her.
"So beautiful," Jonny was saying as he started to kiss her stomach.
Cindy could feel him reach her clit without having to be guided. She could feel him tickle it a little. Then he lowered his head and kissed the tight button.
"Ohhh!! "
Cindy was moaning louder now. She wasn't aware of the other men in the room, who sat watching them. She had forgotten about her brother. She just wanted to get fucked.
"Do it to me," she whispered in Jonny's ear.
"Do what?" he teased her. He knew what she was feeling under his touch. He drove all the girls wild like that until they were begging him to give it to them.
"Fuck me!" she whispered.
"I can't hear you," he told her.
"Fuck me!! " she said just a little louder.
His tongue pressed hard against her clit.
"Fuck me!! ! "
Jonny let go of her for an instant and stood up. He quickly unbuckled his belt and took his trousers off. He threw them to the floor and stepped out of his tight underpants.
Cindy looked up and saw his prick towering over her.
"Do it to me!" she begged.
In another instant he was kneeling between her legs. He had his cock in his hand and he was searching for the hole in her cunt. She knew that her cream would be ready for him. She had been ready for cock ever since they had left the house.
"Yes. That way," she said as his prick slipped in to her tight cunt hole. She was still a little sore from losing her cherry, but she didn't care. She just wanted a man. She had to be taken by a long hard cock. She had to be taken by a lot of them.
"God, you're tight," Jonny was saying to her but she didn't hear. Her hands were pulling his shoulders down on her, her legs were wrapped around him.
"Oh, it's so sweet!"
His prick was slipping into her now. She just wanted to faint away from the feeling. She felt the walls of her cunt being spread apart and she felt the angry shaft diving between them. She thought that he might split her in two.
"Oh yes! Do it to me!"
"Uh!"
It was the only sound he had enough breath to make.
"Oh, God!" she was crying.
Jonny started driving himself hard into Cindy's cunt. He had wanted to go slow and control himself, but it was too good. He couldn't take it much longer and the tight hole was bringing him off quickly.
"Oh, baby. This is it!"
He gave one final hump with his whole body and hurled his prick into her. He came with a gush that flooded her tight snatch.
"Ohhh!! "
She felt the cum pour out of the stiff rod. Then he was rolling off of her and lying alongside her on his back.
"Hey, Jerry, you want to go first?"
Cindy opened her eyes a crack and saw that the other two men in the room were talking about her. One of them was starting to take off his pants.
"Oh, yes. Please hurry," she urged him.
When he saw how badly she wanted it he dropped the pants to the chair without bothering to fold them.
"Please fuck me," she said.
She could see that his prick wasn't as long as Jonny's, but she didn't care. Just as long as he had a prick it would be good enough for her. As long as he had a prick and he was willing to use it.
Jonny got up from the bed as Jerry came over to her.
"Hey baby, you were great!" he told her as he took Jerry's chair.
"Give it to me like you gave it to him!" Jerry was saying.
Cindy wiped her hand across her cunt and felt the cum that was dripping out. She took Jerry's prick and wiped the cum on it.
"How's this for a start?"
She began to frig him a little.
"Oh, Christ. Don't do that! I'll come before I even get it in!"
He knelt between Cindy's legs and pushed his prick into her. All the soreness had vanished from her cunt now and she felt like she could take on an army without getting sore.
Jerry worked slower than Jonny had. He drove into her with long, slow strokes of his thick cock. Gradually he brought her up and she knew that she was going to come.
"Harder!! ! " she cried. "Fuck me harder!! ! "
Jerry did what she asked and drove harder and harder into her. She could feel herself coming and then his spunk was shooting into her.
"Ohhh!! ! "
She wrapped her legs around him tightly.
Somewhere in the glorious dream that she was having, Jerry rolled off of her and then Mike was fucking her and then Mike rolled off of her and Ted's hard cock was into her. She lost track of how many times they had done it to her. When all their pricks had been limp, they had fingered her and cunt sucked her and done all wonderful things to her. She had moved her hips like a machine, all the while.
She felt like she could fuck forever. Then a voice was saying something to her which she didn't want to hear.
"Hey, baby. You'd better get up."
She opened her eyes just a crack and saw Ted standing over her. His prick was limp and she could see white flakes where his cum had dried on it. He was trying to tell her something.
"Honey, don't you have to get home?"
"Home?"
The word sounded strange to her. She wondered what he was trying to tell her.
"Hey! What's your old man going to say, if he finds you've been out all night?"
Pa. Now she remembered.
"Where's Robbie?"
"Come here, I'll show you."
Ted helped her up and led her to the bathroom. There in the bathtub, Robbie was sleeping in three inches of water.
"I was showing him the bathtub and he fell asleep."
"Robbie!"
Cindy shook her brother trying to wake him up. Then she realized that she didn't have any clothes on. She looked in the mirror and saw that her cunt and her thighs were glistening with cum.
She grabbed a towel and hurriedly wiped herself. She found her clothes and dressed.
"Robbie! We got to go!"
He looked at her, not understanding. Then he looked at himself and at the bathtub.
"Christ!"
He rubbed his head. "What time is it?"
"We got to hurry. It's almost day."
CHAPTER III
"Robbie, I'm going to make some money."
Cindy was swinging lightly on the old swing out in back of the house. Her brother was sitting on the ground in front of her. As she pumped the swing, he could see up under her dress. He noticed that she was wearing a new pair of panties. Pa would have tanned her ass if he had known where she had gotten them from.
"Where could you make some money?"
His sister was always full of wild schemes about how she was going to be rich some day, but Robbie had never paid any attention to them. He had enough trouble just making the few dollars a week that he made at Mr. Peterson's store.
He wondered how it was that Mr. Peterson had come to own half the town. He knew that Peterson could probably take their land away if he had wanted. Robbie resented the fact that their land wasn't worth enough for Mr. Peterson to even bother with.
"I was talking to Jake, down at the tire shop."
Robbie knew Jake. He didn't like him much. He knew that Jake had screwed a lot of girls and that he bragged about it. He wondered if Jake had fucked his sister.
"I know Jake," he said sullenly.
"Well, Jake knows about this job. He says that the man is a friend of his."
"What kind of job?" Robbie asked, skeptically.
Cindy knew that he wasn't going to like it when he heard.
"It's for a dancer."
"A dancer!"
Robbie looked at her, wondering how she could be so stupid.
"Christ Almighty. How in hell do you figure on becoming a dancer?"
He looked at her and shook his head. "First of all, you ain't never done no dancing, and second, pa would never in a million years let you go wiggling your ass for money."
"Pa don't have to know and Jake says it's easy. He says that I can learn real quick."
"There's only one thing that Jake wants to teach you real quick and that ain't dancing."
She looked at him. "You're just jealous. Jealous 'cause I'm going to be a dancer."
"Christ, you ain't going to be no dancer. You're going to be a whore!"
"You go fuck yourself, Robbie. Anyway, I'd rather be a whore than live around here all my life."
"Christ, sister, watch what you're saying."
Robbie looked toward the house to see if their mother had heard Cindy.
"I'm going to be a real imagine lady some day!"
"And I'm going to be President of the United States!"
While they had been talking, Robbie had been looking up her dress. The new panties that Mr. Peterson had brought her had hardly covered her hairy snatch. Robbie guessed that that was the reason that he had got them that way. He knew that his sister was started already but he didn't want to admit that she was such a slut.
"If you're such a fine whore, why don't we go into the barn and you can suck off my cock."
Cindy looked at the house to make sure that nobody was watching them. "Let's go."
Robbie had only been kidding. What they had done the other night they had done away from home. It had been dark and they had been all alone. Even at the motel, it was a sure thing that none of their people were about to show up. But right here in the barn! Anyone could come along!
"Well, do you want it?"
She pulled up the hem of her skirt a little so that he could get a better look at her panties. "All right. Let's go."
Robbie could feel his prick getting hard. If ma came out and saw him that way with his sister he would really get it.
"Come on," he urged her.
It was dark and cool inside the barn.
"Let's go up in the loft," Robbie said.
They climbed the ladder silently.
Cindy found a soft spot and spread the hay around evenly so that they could lie in it.
"We're going to go out of here looking like two scarecrows," Robbie said as he saw the hay sticking to Cindy's dress.
"Quit worrying," she told him.
Cindy lay back in the hay and pulled her skirt up over her cunt. Robbie could see her hair through the thin nylon of the panties.
"Those damn things don't do nothing," he said pointing to her panties.
"They're not supposed to," she told him. "They're to look at."
"Who have you been having look at them?" he asked curiously.
"That's none of your damn business. Do you want to do it or not?"
Robbie did. He really didn't care who his sister had been fucking just as long as pa didn't find out and just as long as he could fuck her himself. He got down beside her in the hay.
"Put your hands on me," Cindy told him, opening her dress so that her tits showed.
Robbie always went wild no matter how many times he saw those tits. He reached out and touched her. She put her hand out and felt for his prick.
"Have you got it hard, Robbie?"
It was hard as a rock.
"Do you want me to suck on it?" she asked. His hand was on her cunt now, forcing its way under the new panties.
"Hey! Be careful. Don't rip them."
"Take them off, Cindy. Please!"
She saw that he wasn't going to give it to her in the mouth. She was glad. She could do that anytime, but she couldn't always get laid. She slipped off the thin panties and spread her legs for him.
"Take me, Robbie. Take me!"
In another minute his pants were off. His big prick was waving over her, looking for an opening.
She spread the lips of her snatch wide and let him push in between the fairy folds of cunt. It hurt her a little as he tried to force his way in, but Robbie was really learning. He shoved down on her just a little and then he pulled back. He took his prick in his hand and rubbed the head of the long shaft over her bud-like clit.
"Oh, yes!" she was saying.
He shoved his cock back to her tight cunt hole and wet the head in the white cream that was beginning to ooze from between the red folds. He rubbed his prick back and forth in the warm cunt until she was wet all over with her own cream. Then slowly he dived into her again. This time the head of his prick went into the cunt. "Oh!"
She gasped sharply as he entered her. "Yesss!" she was saying as he pushed down deeper.
"Fuck me!! ! " she cried.
His cock was in up to his balls.
"How is it, whore! Do you really like it?"
"Oh, yes," she cried.
Robbie was angry at her for liking it so much. She really was going to be a whore. "Do you still like it?"
He was forcing his cock into her harder now, trying to hurt her.
"Yes! Keep doing that!"
He fucked at her frantically, trying to hit the bottom of her bottomless cunt. Battering his balls against the round little ass-hole. He was giving her everything that he had to give.
"Take it!" he cried.
She felt him shoot off. It was good, but it wasn't good enough. She needed more of the thick cum than one man could give her. She needed enough cum so that she could swim in it.
"Christ, you ain't even tired!"
Robbie lay back on the hay and looked at his sister in wonder. He had really fucked her good and already she was aching for more.
"You still got more where this came from," she told him as she held out a finger full of cum which she had scooped out of her snatch.
"I'll bet you can still get it up!"
Robbie looked down at his limp prick. He felt tired all over. He had humped the shit out of her and now she was begging for more. Christ, what a woman.
"I know you can get it up," she told him.
Carefully, Cindy bent over him and pressed her lips to the head of his limp prick. She took his prick in her hand and tried to stretch it out. She made it longer, but it stretched thin like spaghetti. She' put the head in her mouth and let her teeth rub against the tender skin of his prick.
"Hey! Take it easy. You don't have to bite it off!"
She didn't answer him, but pulled at his cock a little. She stuffed the limp prick in her mouth and licked it all over with her tongue. Suddenly she felt a little pulse in it and she knew that it was coming back to life.
Cindy frigged his tool harder and buried the shaft deeper and deeper into her mouth. It was beginning to stand up by itself now and her hand dropped down to hold his hairy balls.
"Oh Christ, honey! How do you do it?"
Cindy wasn't listening to what he was saying but watching the tight hung balls as they kept coming up to meet her eyes as she sucked on the thick rod.
"Jesus, you're making me come!"
She knew that he could do it. She was glad that she could suck it out of him.
"Here it comes, baby!"
Cindy clamped her lips down hard on his tool but Robbie gave such a thrust with the long prick that it came out of her mouth.
"Ohhh!! ! "
He gave a cry as his cum spurt out and shot into her face. Robbie could see the thick fuck cover her cheek. She grabbed his throbbing tool and thrust it into her mouth in time to catch one final gush of the hot load.
CHAPTER IV
"You're sure that you want to do this?"
Jake looked at her carefully. He was damned if he was going to get fucked up over old man Dixon's daughter, but he had promised her. That had been the price that he had to pay to get a little more pussy than she had wanted to give him. Christ, he had been stupid. If he had held out on her she would have given it to him anyway. He knew that she couldn't refuse a cock.
"You promised me," Cindy reminded him.
"Yeah, I know I promised, but what about the old man?"
Jake looked at her nervously. If she had a plan to get away from her pa, it had better be a good one.
"Don't worry about me. Just take me to this guy."
Jake scratched his balls and thought. He had promised to introduce her to Billy Jeffers, a sort of talent agent for the Moonlight Tavern, a place just outside of town. Billy booked girls for the Moonlight and if they were any good he sent them around the state. It didn't take more than one talent to get a booking from Billy and he knew that Cindy had that.
"Okay. When do you want to go?"
"Now."
"Christ," Jake complained. "I can't leave this place!"
"You ain't got no tires to fix," Cindy reminded him.
"What if Mr. Peterson comes by?"
"Just tell him you were helping me. He won't mind."
Jake knew that it was the truth.
"Let me call him," he told her.
He gave Cindy a coke with some homebrew whiskey in it. She sat down on a broken chair while Jake went to the office to make his call.
She could hear him on the phone.
"Hello, Billy? This is Jake. I got that gal I was telling you about. The one with the nice tits. We're coming right over."
Cindy reached her hands to her tits. They were nice. Nice enough for Billy Jeffers or anyone else that was willing to pay a little to see them.
"Let's go, baby."
They took the pick-up.
There were only a few cars parked outside of the Moonlight. It was the middle of the afternoon and business didn't pick up until after supper. She had never been to the Moonlight, but she knew that Robbie had. He had once gone out there and spent his money on some girl and he had come home broke and pa had whipped the shit out of him. She was curious to see what kind of girls there were at the Moonlight that would make Robbie spend his money like that.
"Come on, the office is this way," Jake told her as he led her through the bar room. She noticed that all the men were staring at her.
He knocked on the office door. "What the fuck do you want!" a rough voice called out from inside the office.
"It's Jake. I got the girl with me."
"Hold on."
Cindy heard the sound of people moving around inside the room. Then the door opened. A skinny little man in a wrinkled shirt stood there looking out at them. He glared at Jake and Cindy could see that there was a girl in the room with him. She was still trying to hook up the strap of her bra.
"Yeah?" the man spat at Jake.
Then he saw Cindy.
He turned to the girl in his office.
"Hey, you. Get out of here! I got business."
The girl was still buttoning her blouse, but she didn't hesitate to obey the man. She walked out into the barroom still doing up her buttons.
"Come on in," the man welcomed her. "Not you, creep," he said to Jake. "Me and the lady got business."
He saw that Jake didn't know what to do with himself and he got a perverse idea.
"Hey, Estelle."
The girl who had just left his office turned around.
"This here is Jake. He's an important client. I want you to take care of him.
Understand?"
Cindy could see Estelle looking at Jake. She was dressed in better clothes than Cindy had ever owned and she even smelled of perfume. Here she was being asked to entertain a greasy gorilla who still had sweat from the tire shop dripping down his bare arms.
"Yes, Mr. Jeffers," she said, trying not to show the revulsion that she felt.
"Come on in," Jeffers said to Cindy.
She stepped into his air-conditioned office.
Cindy looked around at the pictures on the wall. They were all of girls, showgirls. Some of the girls were naked and the pictures showed both their titties and their cunts. Cindy wondered what kind of work Mr. Jeffers had found for them.
"Like them?" he asked her.
It seemed like a glamorous life to Cindy.
"It would be nice to look like that," she said, pointing to one particularly beautiful nude.
"Well, looks are everything in this business. Well, almost everything. A good looking girl can go a long way if she's smart."
Jeffers' eye was trying to catch the lines of Cindy's body. Even with the ill fitting dress that she was wearing, he could tell that she had one hell of a build. He liked the way her tits stuck out against the front of the dress. He wasn't sure, but he thought that she wasn't even wearing a bra. God, that would be dynamite.
Cindy looked again at the pictures and then at Mr. Jeffers. She waited for him to say something.
"Well, let's see if you can qualify for the job," he told her as he sat down on top of his large desk and looked at her.
Cindy could feel his eyes looking straight through her clothes. She felt very naked and a little afraid. He had seen so many women. She began to wonder if she could really get the job.
"Yes, Mr. Jeffers," she said without moving.
"Let's see what you look like."
Cindy twirled her body around for him so that he could see her from every side.
"No, not like that. Take your clothes off!"
She looked at him, suddenly embarrassed. She felt that her clothes were her only protection from the look that he was giving her.
"Come on. I haven't got all day!"
Cindy's eyes turned down to the floor. Her hand reached for the button at the neck of her dress and unbuttoned it. Hesitantly, she reached for the next button and undid that one too. When she had finished unbuttoning the dress she slipped it off her shoulder and let it fall to her feet. She stood before him dressed in only the tiny panties that Mr. Peterson had given her.
"God! What a pair of tits!"
Cindy couldn't raise her eyes to meet his.
"Come here," he told her.
Without looking up at him she walked to where he was sitting.
"Let me see those," he said as he reached out and took hold of both her tits.
Cindy tried to look away as he fondled her and tweaked the hard tips of her upturned knobs.
"Okay, take off the rest."
Suddenly Cindy wanted to run from the room. Fucking was good, but what Mr. Jeffers was doing was something else. She thought of the way he had treated Estelle and made her go with Jake. She realized that he was going to treat her this way too. She remembered how she had told her brother that she wanted to be a whore. Suddenly she didn't want to be a whore any more. Suddenly she just wanted to be back on their farm, away from this man.
"Look, sister. Either take it off or get the hell out of here. I'm not going to fuck around all day with some bitch who thinks she's too good to show her snatch!"
Then Cindy thought about the job. She knew that she couldn't get another one and her heart had been set on this. She thought about the plans that she had already made about all the money that she was going to have. Without looking at Mr. Jeffers she reached down and stepped out of the panties.
"Christ, what a cunt!"
He held her hips and stared at it.
"You really got something to give!"
"Mr. Jeffers, I want the job."
She looked up at him now. The spell was broken and she knew that she would do anything that he asked, just so that she could have the job.
"Yeah, you can have the job. First do this one little thing for me."
Without getting up from the top of the desk where he was sitting, Jeffers unzipped the fly of his pants.
"You ever done it this way?"
She watched him pull his cock out of his pants. It was beginning to get hard. She nodded her head.
"Fucken Jake did okay with you," he told her.
His balls came out of his pants along with his prick.
Cindy just stared at the hardening tool for a moment.
"You want the job don't you?"
She nodded her head again. She knelt down on the floor in front of him and took his throbbing cock in her hand. She licked her lips to wet them. Then she put the fat prick in her mouth.
"That's it, baby. You know how."
She licked at the purple head of his cock until the whole shaft had gotten hard. She ran her hand over it and felt the skin stretch taut. She took his balls in the palm of her hand and rolled them around gently.
"Oh, yes, baby!"
Cindy began to close her lips further and further over the red shaft. She felt the head of his cock rub against the roof of her mouth. She felt him grab her hair and pull her head further over the hard prick. Then she was licking wildly and sucking. She started making fuck motions with her head and her lips became a hot cunt. He poked deeper and deeper down her waiting throat.
"Yes, suck it!"
"I'm coming!"
The thick wad of cum shot into Cindy's mouth and she almost choked on it. Mr. Jeffers wouldn't let go of her head and her mouth was filling with his hot load. She coughed and he finally let go of her. Quickly she found a waste basket and leaned her head over it. She spat his cream into the shredded papers that lay on the bottom of the basket. She kept spitting until his cum was all out of her mouth.
"Hey, what's the matter, baby? Don't you like it?"
Not yours, she thought.
"I was going to choke," she told him. "I never seen a man shoot so much."
She hoped that he believed the excuse.
"You never seen a real man before," he told her, pleased with what she had said.
"You really have got a hot little mouth there!"
"You've got a pretty hot cock," she flattered him.
"You'll be seeing a lot of it when you come and work for me!" he promised her.
"But the job, Mr. Jeffers. What do I have to do?"
"The job?" he asked her.
For a moment, Cindy thought that he had forgotten.
"Sure. You want a job."
"Yes, Mr. Jeffers. You said that I could have the job."
"Yeah, sure. Come with me."
Cindy looked at him. She was still naked.
"Like this?" she asked him.
He looked at her a little surprised.
"No. You can put those on," he pointed to her panties.
He saw that she had no other underwear.
"You don't have no bra?"
"No, sir. I never owned one," she confessed.
Jeffers stared at her tits. Christ, he thought, she sure as hell doesn't need one with jugs like that. Cindy's tits had a beautiful upturned curve to them and the hard nipples stuck out sharply.
"Oh, Christ. Put your fucken dress on."
Cindy slipped back into her panties and covered herself with her dress. Quickly she buttoned it up.
"Come on!" he said roughly.
Mr. Jeffers opened the door to his office and stepped out in the barroom. "Estelle!"
He looked around for the woman.
"Estelle!! ! " he called louder. "Where is that fucken broad!"
Jeffers looked to the bartender.
"Charlie, where the fuck did that dumb bitch Estelle go?"
The bartender pointed to the front door.
"She went out with that other guy."
Jeffers remembered Jake.
"Oh Christ, come on. Let's see if we can find them."
Cindy saw that he was angry at not having the girl there when he wanted her. She made a note that she would always be ready to take care of him when he called.
Jeffers led her back out into the parking lot in front of the Moonlight. At one end of the parking lot there was a house trailer.
"Christ, she must be on her ass spreading for him," he told Cindy. "All that girl wants is to walk around with a cock up her cunt."
They walked across the parking lot to the house trailer and Mr. Jeffers opened the door without knocking. Just as Jeffers had suggested, Estelle was lying on a couch with her legs spread and Jake was between them, driving his cock hard into her gaping snatch.
"Oh, Christ," Mr. Jeffers said to the couple.
Jake looked up at him and Cindy thought that he was going to stop fucking the girl.
"Don't stop," Mr. Jeffers told him. "We'll watch."
Estelle shot them an angry look, but Jake got a grin on his face.
"Thanks," he said, not looking at them.
Cindy took a chair that Jeffers gave her. He sat in another chair next to her and she was a little surprised that he hadn't wanted her to sit in his lap.
She had never watched anyone else fucking, except that time that she had caught her brother and had had to leave before she had seen him come. She was fascinated by the way that Jake's body moved on top of Estelle and by the way that his balls kept slapping against her ass as she took Jake's full weight against her cunt.
"Not bad," she heard Jeffers say. "She still has a pretty good cunt!"
Cindy didn't say anything. She was beginning to wish that Jake's prick was in her. She could see it slide in and out of Estelle's creamy cunt. It looked delicious to her. Now she would even like to fuck Mr. Jeffers. She looked over at him and saw that all his attention was on the couple on the bed. She could see that his cock had gotten hard again.
"Give it to her!" Jeffers was shouting to Jake.
"Fuck out her little cunt!"
Cindy wanted to get into the action. She wanted to grab Jake's cock or Mr. Jeffers' cock or any cock she could get. She wanted to run back into the barroom and shout to all the men who sat there that she needed a good fucking. She needed it any way that she could get it.
"Hey! What are you doing there?"
Jeffers was looking at her. Cindy realized that she had been rubbing her cunt without even being aware of it.
"You really are a hot little box!"
"Please," Cindy said softly. "Please help me!"
Jeffers looked at her. His own prick was getting hard but he was having too much fun watching the couple on the couch.
"Over there," he told her, pointing to the bed.
"Go help them over there."
Cindy wasn't sure what he meant. Jake didn't look like he needed any help and Estelle didn't look like she wanted any. But she didn't want to displease Mr. Jeffers and so she rose and went over to the couch.
She took off her clothes and threw them on a chair as Mr. Jeffers watched her. Jake's ass was moving wildly, pounding Estelle into the couch. Cindy wanted to kiss his ass but she knew that it was moving too fast for her to reach.
"Help him!"
She looked at Mr. Jeffers questioningly.
"His cock! Tongue his cock!"
Cindy looked at the way that the couple were fucking on the couch. As Jake humped his ass to drive his cock into Estelle's waiting cunt, there was just enough room for Cindy to get her head in between them.
She watched their motions for a moment and then buried her head between Estelle's legs.
"Oh God!"
Jake felt Cindy's hair against his thigh.
"Tongue him!" Jeffers called again.
Cindy's tongue reached out for Jake's prick. The prick was coated with Estelle's pure white cream and Cindy touched him lightly.
"Oh!" Jake cried. "Do it!"
Cindy licked against his balls and the shaft of his prick. Jake slowed down so that her tongue could linger longer on his hard wet shaft.
"Jesus, you're making me come!" Cindy kept licking.
Then Jake was fucking wildly, almost crushing Cindy's head. She moved back from the bed and saw that Estelle's eyes were closed now and that she was moaning a little.
"Ohhh!! ! "
"I'm going to come!"
Cindy saw Jake press his hips hard on top of Estelle's thighs and practically drive his cock through to her ass hole.
"Here it is!" he cried.
Estelle was clamping her legs around Jake. She no longer cared, if his body was greasy and sweaty. All she wanted was his cock. Jake collapsed on top of her, exhausted. Then he got up.
Cindy looked down at Estelle's cunt. It was still wide open and she could see deep down inside it. She could see the load that Jake had just shot off. She could see the creamy walls that had held his cock so tightly. Cindy had never looked at a woman like this before. "Estelle!"
Cindy looked around and Jeffers was yelling at the other girl.
"Estelle. You want to see something?"
Estelle looked. Jeffers had taken off his pants and was sitting in the chair with his prick pointing up at the ceiling.
"Cindy there is going to show you something."
Estelle looked at Cindy. Cindy saw the look of dislike in her eye and she turned to Jeffers.
"Come over here, honey," he was saying to Cindy.
She rose from the floor and approached him.
"Now you're going to see how a real whore sucks cock," he told Estelle.
"Come on, get on your knees!"
Cindy knelt before the prick that stood like a monument. She took him in her hand and thought that he was even harder now than he had been before.
"Suck it, baby. Show her how you do it!"
Cindy saw that Jake was watching her with a big grin on his face. She wondered what he had told Jeffers about her. He had probably told the truth.
Cindy closed her lips over the stiff tool.
"See," Jeffers said to Estelle. "She-likes to do it!"
"Yeah," Jake added. "She's a real sweet cock sucker!"
Cindy didn't like doing it with everybody watching her. She wanted to bring him off in a hurry and wash the taste of his prick out of her mouth. She sucked hard at the stiff tool.
"Look at her go!" she heard Jake say.
"You should take a lesson from her!" Jeffers was saying to Estelle.
Cindy was sucking harder and harder, but Jeffers didn't come. She could feel his eyes looking down at her, enjoying what she was doing and the way that she was doing it. Then she felt his hand in her hair, pulling her away from him.
"Okay, baby. That's enough."
Cindy took her head off of his cock and looked at him.
"Okay, it's your turn now!"
Estelle looked at him. Cindy could see that she didn't want to do it.
"Jake. Bring her over here."
Jake took Estelle in his arms hard and dragged her to where Jeffers was sitting.
"You can do it now!"
The girl looked up at him pleadingly, but there was no mercy in his hard face. Jake was twisting her arm and forcing her head down on Jeffers' prick that was still wet from Cindy's spit.
"Suck him off!"
Estelle opened her mouth and let Jeffers' prick go into her mouth. Her eyes were closed and her whole body was tense. It was as though the hard cock was going to poison her.
"It don't bite!"
Jeffers grabbed her head and pulled it down over his prick.
"Suck me, goddamn it!"
Estelle began to give Jeffers his blow job. Gingerly she moved her head down the hard shaft and pressed the red skin tight. She moved her head back up and her tongue licked the head of his prick.
"Faster! Do it faster!"
Estelle obeyed him reluctantly.
Gradually she worked faster and faster. Cindy could see that the shaft of his cock was covered with the shiny spit that lubricated it. Then she heard Jeffers moaning.
"Ohhh!"
"I'm coming!"
CHAPTER V
"Go, gal, go!"
They loved her. She had never had people pay so much attention to her. Here they all loved the way that she danced and the way that her tits almost hung out of the tiny sparkling bra and the way that her ass stuck out of the bikini g-string that Mr. Jeffers had given her. It was her first night working, but they already loved her.
She thought of how Mr. Jeffers had told her that she could learn and she had been so scared. He had made her go up on the stage when there were only a few men in the club.
Then he had just given her one of Estelle's bras that was too small on her tits and she had had to wear the tiny panties that Mr. Peterson had given her. At first she had been awkward, but when they had played music on the juke box she had begun to move around a little and gradually she had gotten freer and freer with her movements. Now in her own costume she wanted them all to look at her as she danced on the little stage.
"Yeah, baby!"
"Do your stuff!"
"Let it hang out!"
She twitched her ass and then pretended she was fucking an imaginary man.
"Oh, come on, honey!"
She could hear them going wild.
She was coming to the end of the act and she remembered about the part that Mr. Jeffers had told her. She looked around to see if the sheriff was there and then she quickly reached her hand to her bra and pulled it down over one of the firm tits.
"Wowee!! " she could hear somebody yell.
She danced for a few seconds more and then she stood with her legs spread a little ways apart. She reached her hands to the waistband of her panties and pulled them down in front, just enough so the men in the front row could see the hair on her cunt.
"Let me eat it, baby!" someone was calling.
"I've got something for you!" She saw a man in the back holding his hand to his crotch to show her his prick.
The spotlight went out and she hurried from the stage. A few men tried to grab at her and one tried to pull off her panties, but she made it back safely to the dressing room.
"You did all right!" Estelle was telling her. "They liked it."
The other girl would be going on next.
Cindy looked for the clothes that Mr. Jeffers had given her to wear. She had been careful to take good care of them. She didn't know how much they cost, but she knew that it was more than she could afford. She knew that she couldn't let anything happen to them.
Cindy slipped out of the scanty costume that she had been wearing. Now she would put on her good clothes and go out and sit with the customers. That was part of her job. Mr. Jeffers had promised her a little extra money for each drink that they bought for her.
She felt the soft lace of her new bra as she pressed it to her swollen tits. It was the first one she had ever owned and it made her feel like a real lady. It fit good and it was cut away on top so that the flesh of her white knockers would show above it.
She pulled her panties on and picked up the silky dress. She stepped into it and zipped it up in back. It was cut low in the front so that she would be showing her tits and the skirt was short enough so that it practically came up to her cunt. She knew that those men out there were going to like this. She took a quick look in the mirror and started back out to the barroom.
"Hey, baby! Come over here!"
She looked over and saw three men sitting at a table with one empty chair. Mr. Jeffers had told her to always sit in a chair. It was a house rule that the girls didn't sit in the customers' laps.
She sat down in the chair.
"What's your name?" one of them asked.
"Cindy."
"You're new here, Cindy."
"I just started today."
"Well, let me introduce myself. I'm Bill, and this here is Donnie and he's Al."
"I'm pleased to meet you," Cindy said, trying to remember her best manners.
"Hey. We sure liked that dance you did!"
"Yeah. If we'd just seen you sitting here looking like that we'd of said that they weren't real."
Donnie was pointing to her tits.
"They're all mine," Cindy said, a little proudly.
"They sure are!" Bill said, trying to look down the front of her dress.
Cindy almost wanted to help him get a better look, but Mr. Jeffers had warned her about getting too friendly with his customers. He had told her that she could do whatever she wanted when she left the place, but while she was working she was supposed to just talk with the customers.
"Hey, baby, come on and have a drink with us," Bill was saying.
She knew that she was supposed to say yes and that the bartender was supposed to just give her tea.
"Okay, I'll take scotch."
She had never even tasted scotch, but it had been what Mr. Jeffers had told her to say.
The waitress brought the drinks and Bill paid her. The men drank quickly. Then she felt Bill's hand on her thigh. She had a feeling that she wasn't supposed to let him do that.
"Christ, honey. I really need you."
He pulled his chair closer to hers. Estelle had come out on stage and the other two men were watching her.
"Feel this, honey."
Bill took Cindy's hand and held it to his pants. She could feel his hard cock sticking out.
"How would you like that?"
She tried to pull her hand away, but Bill held her. She was afraid to make a scene. She knew that Mr. Jeffers didn't allow any disturbances in his tavern and she was afraid that she would lose her job, even if it was Billy's fault.
"Let me show you something else."
His free hand reached into his wallet and brought out a five dollar bill.
"How would you like that?"
Cindy looked at the five dollar bill. It was as much money as her brother earned in a week working for Mr. Peterson. She couldn't believe that Bill was giving her a chance to earn so much money. "What do I have to do?" she asked. She already had a pretty good idea.
"All you got to do is help me get rid of this."
He pressed her hand harder against his swollen cock.
She looked around to see if she could see Mr. Jeffers. He was nowhere in sight.
"I can't leave here."
She was sorry that she couldn't, but she couldn't risk losing her job, even for five dollars.
"You don't have to," Bill was telling her. "I'll show you."
She looked quizzically into his face. "We can do it right here."
"Here?"
"No. Not here at the table. Back there!"
Bill was pointing back toward the men's room.
"In there? The John?"
"In the ladies' John," he said. "Me and Estelle done it there lots of times."
She looked around. The only girls in the place were the ones who worked there. They weren't likely to be interrupted and if they were, she knew that the other girls wouldn't tell. Just so long as Mr. Jeffers didn't find out it would be all right.
"You're going into the ladies' John?"
"With you. You can go in first and if it's clear then I'll come in. Christ, don't worry. We can lock it from inside."
He held the five dollar bill out to her and she took it. Quickly she thrust it into her bra next to her tit. It was the only-hiding place that she had.
"Come on!" he told her.
Cindy looked quickly around again to see if anyone was watching them. A few men were looking her way, but she saw that the bartender was down at the other end of the bar talking to some man. He was the only one besides Mr. Jeffers that she was worried about.
Bill let her go ahead of him. She opened the door to the ladies' John and stepped inside. She waited and in a few seconds the door opened and Bill stepped in quickly. He locked the door behind them.
Cindy looked around at the small room. There was just room enough in it for the shitter and sink. She wondered how they were going to fuck in here.
"On the sink!" he told her. "You can sit on the sink!"
Cindy looked at the sink and pushed down on it to see if it was fastened firmly to the wall.
"Don't worry. It'll hold Estelle."
Cindy pulled up the short hem of her dress until it was at her waist.
"Christ, you really do have some cunt!"
Bill could see the pink lips and the blonde hair even through the nylon of her panties.
She tried to take her panties down just far enough so that her cunt was uncovered but she wasn't able to spread her legs apart when she did. She slipped out of the panties and held them in her hand. She didn't want to get them dirty.
"Jesus, what a snatch!"
"Do you like it?"
"I could eat it up!"
Cindy pressed her ass against the sink and gradually put all of her weight on it. Bill bent down in front of her and reached out for her cunt with his hands. Gently, he spread the lips of her cunt apart to keep from getting her hair in his mouth. His tongue licked against the pink snatch. Finally he found her clit.
Cindy began to tremble under the touch of his tongue.
Then Bill had stopped licking her and he was unzipping his fly. Without taking his pants off, he was pulling his fat cock out of his pants.
"Oh, you're beautiful!" Cindy told him. "It's all for you, baby."
"Please. Fuck me."
Bill did not wait for a second invitation. His finger found the tight little hole of her cunt and probed inside it. He wiggled his finger in her until she was wet with her cream. Then he slowly pressed the tip of his cock to her cunt and started to shove it in.
"Ohh!" she gasped.
"Christ, honey, you feel so good!"
"Don't stop!" she begged.
"Here."
Bill pushed until the cock started to bury itself in the warm wet cunt. It was heaven and she was his.
His cock pushed to the deep bottom of her cunt. His hips were churning, grinding against her. Cindy lay back and didn't care that the water faucet was digging into her back. She could feel his hard prick all the way inside her. She tried to move her hips to come up and meet him when he drove down into her.
"Oh, yes!"
"More, baby, give me more!" Bill kept pushing deeper and deeper into her and fucking faster and faster. He grabbed her hips with his hands, trying to keep her from falling into the sink. Then he could feel himself coming. "I'm coming!! ! "
Cindy rose to meet him one more time and felt the hot cum jet into her cunt.
"Oh, baby," he was saying.
Then Bill was pulling himself away from her. She saw him standing in front of her with the last drops of cum stuck to his prick. She could see her own cream had covered him.
"Oh, baby. Next time I want to get laid I'm going to come to you!"
"Any time you got a five dollar bill you can come to me," she was telling him. She was a little surprised by her own words. Robbie would have beat the shit out of her if he had known that she really had become a whore. And yet there was that money. The five dollar bill was still stuck tight in her bra.
"Baby, maybe you'll be making a lot of money!"
"And maybe I'll be getting a lot of cock," she said pointing to his prick which still wasn't soft.
Bill shoved his cock in his pants.
"Get dressed," he told her.
Cindy stood up. She didn't want to ruin her panties by getting them soaked in Bill's cum which she could feel oozing from her cunt. Walking over to the toilet she found a piece of toilet paper. She wiped herself carefully, cleaning the cum from her cunt. Then she dropped the toilet paper in the toilet and put her panties back on. "Okay, let's go."
He let her go first, just to make sure nobody was right outside the door. Then she signalled to him and he stepped outside. She realized that she couldn't go back to the table with him. She had already gotten all of his money.
She stood looking around for someone to buy her a drink. Then she saw that the bartender was signaling to her. She walked over to the bar.
"Boss wants to see you in his office," he told her.
Oh shit, she thought. He must have seen her go in the ladies' John with Bill. She was scared that he was going to fire her and this was only her first night. She swore to herself that she would do anything to try and keep from getting fired.
"Yes!"
She recognized the gruff voice when she knocked.
"What do you want?"
"It's me, Mr. Jeffers. Cindy!"
She was a little afraid that he would not even remember her.
"Come in," she heard him call.
She opened the door and stepped into his office.
"You wanted to see me?" she asked. "Sit down."
She knew that she was trembling, but she couldn't help it. She didn't want to lose her job and from the way that Mr. Jeffers looked he was pretty angry. She waited for him to start cursing her.
"That dumb broad fucked me good this time!"
She looked at him, not understanding.
"Sally," he said, expecting to have her know what he was talking about. "Oh shit. You don't know her."
He looked at Cindy softer now.
"Look, I got this dumb broad who works for me. She was supposed to take care of some guys. Guys from out of town. It was no big deal. But what happens? The dumb broad thinks she's smart and she runs off to get married and now the guys are yelling."
He looked at Cindy to see if she understood.
"I gotta take care of these guys. It's an important deal."
Cindy looked at him. She didn't know who this Sally was, unless maybe it was that girl that she had caught her brother with. She didn't know who these men were that Mr. Jeffers had to be so nice to. But she did know that she wanted to keep her job. She remembered that she had vowed to do anything that he had wanted her to do.
"Can I help, Mr. Jeffers?" she asked.
"You'd be a doll, if you would. Christ, you're better looking than that dumb bitch anyway."
"I'd like to help."
"Christ, you can really get me out of a spot. These guys will kill me if I don't get someone down there."
"What do I have to do?" she asked.
"Honey, it's nothing. Just do what comes natural. If they want something special, they'll tell you."
Jeffers gave her one last look to make sure that everything was in place. Then he stepped to the door.
"Hey, Farmer. Want to make a quick two bucks?"
A wrinkled old man turned around from the bar stool and looked at them.
"Drive this girl down to the hotel," Jeffers said, peeling two dollar bills off of a roll of money.
The man looked at Cindy. "It'd be my pleasure ma'am!"
Mr. Jeffers led her to the door and then the wrinkled man showed her his Chevy. It wasn't much better looking than their old Ford pick-up, but Cindy got in the front beside the man. She waved good-by to Mr. Jeffers as he stood in the door of the tavern watching them.
"What you going to do at the hotel, Miss?"
"I have to see some people for Mr. Jeffers," she told him.
"You ain't one of those imagine whores?" the man asked her candidly.
I wish I was, Cindy thought. I wish I was. Then she wouldn't have to be driving in battered Fords and Chevys. Then she could be riding in a big Cadillac and having everybody looking at her and saying how fine she was. She was going to try her damndest to be a imagine whore.
"Say, ain't you Dixon's gal?"
Cindy's heart skipped a beat.
"Who's Dixon?" she asked, pretending that she didn't know what he was talking about.
"Dixon's your old man! That's who Dixon is," he said. He was looking at her closely and Cindy could see that he had recognized her.
"Did your old man buy you them clothes?" he asked, pointing to the dress that Mr. Jeffers had gotten for her to work in.
"That's my work clothes now," she tried to tell him.
"That's pretty imagine work for old man Dixon's gal."
"Well, what if it is?" Cindy said firmly.
"Your old man know about you?" he needled her.
Her old man didn't know about her. If he did, he would have killed her. She had said that she was going to go to night school over in the next county and she knew her pa and ma could never check to see if it was true. They had put up enough bull about that. Pa didn't hold with no educated people. He had told her that they were a bunch of thieves, all of them, but she had insisted.
If it hadn't been for the fact that there wasn't even enough work on the farm to keep Pa and Robbie busy, they might have tried to stop her, but when she had told her ma that she would be starting to make money for the family soon, her ma had had to let her go. They had needed the money.
But if her old man found out what she was really doing, he would have killed her. Cindy knew it and now she was with this old fart who was just itching to blab everything that he knew. He would probably make a special trip up to their place just to see pa.
"You wouldn't tell pa would you?" She knew that he would.
"Depends," he said. "A man should know when his daughter goes whoring around."
"Didn't you ever go whoring around?" she asked.
"With a man it's different," he told her. "You still go whoring around?" she asked. "Christ, I would but I don't get it up no more!"
She could see that she was getting him interested.
"Suppose I could get it up for you? Would you tell pa?"
"Honey, if you could get it up for me I wouldn't say a word until my dying day!"
"Then pull the car over and let's see what we can do."
The man glanced in the mirror to see if any cars were behind him. Then, quickly, he pulled the car over to the side of the road.
"Here we are, honey, but I don't know what we can do here."
"Just wait," she told him.
Cindy took one of his wrinkled hands and held it to her tits. She rubbed his hand over one tit until the nipple became hard under the tight bra.
"Can you feel it?" she asked.
"Christ, can I ever!" he answered.
"You do it!" she said.
Hungrily he tried to feel her up. His hands went to the open front of her dress and tried to dig down under the dress and the bra.
"Hey. Don't rip it!" Cindy warned him.
She reached in back of her and unzipped her zipper a little so she could slip the dress down over her bra in the front. The man just stared at her tits.
"Do you want to see them?"
His mouth and throat had gone dry and he couldn't answer her. He just nodded his head.
Cindy reached behind her back again and unhooked the bra. She pulled it loose from the firm knobs and let him get a good look. He reached out and touched her boobs.
"Is it hard yet?"
As she asked the question, she reached for his fly.
"Christ, it's going to be!" he said triumphantly.
Cindy felt for his prick and found that he was telling the truth. The aged meat was coming back to life. She unbuttoned his fly and put her hand in it.
"Oh, Honey. You did it!"
Cindy drew his prick out. It was getting hard. It wasn't too long or fat but it was getting very hard. For Cindy, that was all that mattered. She slowly began to run her hand over it and to squeeze back the skin.
"Oh, yes, honey!" he was telling her.
She wanted to make it good for this old fuck. Good enough so that he wouldn't go telling tales to her old man. She began to peel back the skin from the head of his prick. When she just looked at his prick she forgot how old and withered he was. She began to frig him lightly.
"Oh, honey."
"You ain't going to tell my old man nothing?" she asked.
"I swear!" he promised.
"Well, if you won't tell, I could be real good to you."
"Don't stop!! ! "
She was going to put his prick in her mouth, but when she saw how much he was enjoying getting jerked off, she decided not to bother.
"Ohhh!! "
He was groaning wildly. Cindy thought that he might have a heart attack. She frigged harder and then he came. It was only a little spurt, but it was the first one that he had had in years.
"Christ, you made it come! Who said there ain't no miracles!"
He looked down at the spunk and looked at Cindy.
"I swear, you're the hottest thing this side of Memphis!"
He kept telling it to her all the way to the hotel.
"Here we are," he told her.
Cindy looked and saw that this hotel wasn't quite as imagine as the motel that she and her brother had gone to with the men in the Cadillac.
"How you going to get home?" he asked.
"Mr. Jeffers is going to pick me up," she lied. She hadn't thought of how she was going to get home. Her brother had dropped her at the Moonlight and he was supposed to be picking her up there, but she didn't know what would happen when he didn't see her there. She hoped that he wouldn't make trouble for her.
She walked into the hotel and looked around the small lobby.
"Yes, miss?" the desk clerk was asking her.
"I'm supposed to meet a friend in room 302," she answered.
He looked at her.
He looked at his record book and stared at her. "There is a man staying in room 302," he told her.
"Yes. I'm supposed to meet him!"
"The hotel rules don't allow unmarried women in the rooms with men," he told her.
"But I'm supposed to meet him," she begged.
"Those are the rules," he told her firmly.
Cindy knew that she had to get up to room 302. If she didn't she knew that Mr. Jeffers would fire her. He was already mad because the other girl hadn't showed up and now here she was, blocked at the desk.
"Look. Please. There must be some way."
She tried to sound urgent. He looked at her from over his wide desk.
"Well. Maybe there is a way."
"Oh, please. I'd do anything."
"Anything?" he asked her. "Oh please!"
"Look. If you'll be quiet and won't say nothing, I'll let you go up the back way."
"Oh, please. I won't say anything."
"Okay. Follow me." He looked around to make sure that nobody was watching them. "And be quiet."
Cindy followed as he led her through a door to a service room and then into a back hall. Finally he opened a door to the back stairs.
"Oh, thank you."
She gave him a little kiss.
"Hey. Is that all I get?"
He looked at her, a little angry.
"I could get in real trouble for this!"
Cindy stretched her head up to kiss him again. He grabbed her and pulled her against him.
"That's better!"
"Please. They're waiting for me. I have to go!"
His hand grabbed hold of her firm ass and pressed her cunt against his prick.
"A few minutes won't make any difference. When they see you they'll be glad that they waited!"
Cindy tried to fight free from the desk clerk but he was too strong for her. She felt herself being forced back against the wall and she felt his strong cock piessing against her thigh.
"Can't you see I have to go?" she cried.
"Go? Christ. I want to come!"
She felt him pulling her dress up over her hips. She could feel his hand reaching for the warm cunt under her panties. She knew that if she fought him her clothes were going to get ripped. If the clothes got ripped then she wouldn't be able to work at the Moonlight. She needed that money.
"Please! I'll let you!"
He stopped struggling and looked at her.
"Christ, I knew that you wanted it!"
She raised the hem of her dress and pushed down her panties. He didn't wait for her to take them off but already had his cock out of his pants. Violently, he was trying to stick it in her. Cindy tried to open her legs wide enough so that he could.
She had to reach down and help him or he would have torn her apart. He let her guide his cock to her waiting cunt and she squatted down a little so that he could get it in. Then he was hammering her against the wall.
Her ass was banging against the hard wall but he didn't care if he hurt her. He just wanted to get his.
Cindy began to feel her cunt getting creamy. It was the first time that anyone had forced her to fuck them and she was finding it exciting. His chest was crushing her tits and his prick was practically coming out her ass.
"Oh, do it to me!"
She hadn't meant to say it. The words just slipped out. "Fuck me."
She was shaking her head from side to side and moaning now.
He wasn't paying attention. He was hung up on her wet cunt and her pear shaped tits. His prick was getting harder and harder and he was diving deeper and deeper into the wet muff.
Then he came.
Cindy gave a loud shout as she had her come with him. She could feel her cunt filling up with his hot load. His prick felt slippery now and it moved easily inside her soaking cunt.
She moaned again as she could feel him pull his prick out of her. She didn't want him to stop.
"Don't leave me!"
He was wiping his wet cock on a handkerchief and shoving it back in his pants.
"I don't have all night. I gotta get back to work."
Then Cindy remembered that she had work to do too.
CHAPTER VI
"I'm sorry, I'm late," Cindy said as the door opened.
The man looked at her carefully. He saw the bare flesh of her tits sticking out over her bra. He saw her bare thighs below the short hem of her dress.
"Don't worry about it. You look like you were worth waiting for."
Cindy stepped inside the room. There were three other men sitting around drinking whiskey. All of them were in their undershirts and one had taken his pants off already and was only wearing a pair of baggy boxer shorts.
The way that he was sitting, Cindy could see right inside the fly of the shorts and she could see his hairy cock and balls. He just looked at her without trying to cover himself up. Cindy realized that they all had been drinking.
"Come on in, don't be scared," the man told her.
"My name's Mitch," he introduced himself.
"I'm Cindy," she told the men.
"Sin-dy," a man on the bed said.
"Have a drink, Cindy."
Mitch got a glass and put two ice cubes in it. He poured some bourbon into the glass until the ice cubes were covered.
"Thank you."
She took the glass and tasted the bourbon. She wasn't used to the taste of hard liquor and it gave her a warm glow all over. She began to relax.
"We're glad you could make it, Cindy. My name's John."
She turned to the man sitting in the chair.
"Thank you, John. I'm glad to be here."
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable," said the man who was wearing only his shorts.
"Don't rush her, Dick, we've got all night."
Dick looked at Carl.
"Why should we wait all fucken night. I'm ready for some pussy now."
He looked back at Cindy. "Come on, sister. Take them off!"
"Don't mind him, Cindy," Mitch was telling her.
"I don't mind," Cindy said.
She saw that Dick's cock was beginning to get hard. As she watched, she saw it spring out of his fly and twitch a little. Then it began to grow straight up.
"How about that, sister."
She stared at Dick's cock. .
"How'd you like to have some of that to play with?"
She saw that the other men were all looking at her to see what she would do.
"It's a nice prick," Cindy pronounced clearly. "Nice enough to suck off."
Dick looked at her. It was just what he had been thinking.
"Christ, you were reading my mind!"
"It was easy," Cindy said, looking at the cock which had stopped growing and was now sticking straight up.
"Come and get it," Dick said.
Cindy walked over to the chair where he was sitting.
"Do you want me to suck it real good."
"Christ, suck it any way you want. Just suck it!"
Cindy wanted to try something new. She remembered how they had done it with Mr. Peterson. She spat in her hand and wiped the spit on his prick.
"Oh, Jesus!" he cried. "That will make me come!"
But Cindy had learned how far she could go without making a cock come. She rubbed her wet hand on his prick until it was wet all over. She spat in her hand again and put her wet hand to his balls. She rubbed them around in her hands until every hair on his balls was shining with her spit.
"Take it in your mouth," he pleaded.
She knew that in another minute she could have had him coming off in her hand.
Slowly she opened her mouth and wet her lips. She looked at the hard treat that she was about to enjoy. She knew that her cunt would be wet in anticipation. She bent down over him and put his wet cock in her open mouth.
"That's the way," he said.
She took the cock out of her mouth for a moment.
"Do you really like it that way?"
"Christ, can't you see!! ! "
He needed her frantically now and he couldn't stand to have her playing with him.
"Suck it, for Christ's sake, suck it!"
Cindy took him in her mouth again. This time she didn't play with him. She took his cock deep into her mouth and let the head strike against her cheek. She rubbed her hand along the hard shaft, squeezing it and jerking it a little. She touched his wet balls firmly and squeezed each one a little.
"Oh, honey, you're something!"
She would have answered him, but her mouth was full.
Then suddenly she felt a pair of hands circle around her and take hold of her breasts. Mitch had come up behind her and was feeling her up.
"Jesus, you should feel her knockers!"
"Let's see," Carl was saying.
Mitch let go of her and Carl bent over her. She could feel him squeezing her tits and feeling the bare skin that was exposed in the front of the dress. Then Carl let go of her and John took his place.
"Christ, her tits aren't the only place where she's built!"
Mitch had stuck his hand between her legs and while John was feeling up her tits, Mitch was squeezing the tender flesh of her inner thigh and working his hand up to her cunt.
Then he reached his target and began to rub against the nylon panties.
"Oh, that's nice," she heard him say.
Getting her tits and cunt squeezed made Cindy work even harder on Dick's cock.
"Oh shit! I'm coming!"
Cindy didn't stop. She wanted him to come. She wanted to taste every drop of him. She wanted it all in her mouth.
"Here it comes!"
The warning was just an instant too late. Already the cum was gushing from his cock. Cindy felt it pump into her mouth, flooding her. She took a swallow and felt some of the hot cum go down her throat. It was good. She swallowed some more.
"Oh baby! You did a real job on me!"
Dick was laying back in the chair and running his fingers through her hair. Her head was still locked over his cock. She didn't want them to see that she had swallowed his load.
"Hey, how about sharing it," Carl was asking her.
She let go of Dick's cock and got to her feet. She noticed that the liquor had made her a little unsteady.
"Who wants some?" she asked. She was ready to please them all.
"Hey, you're going to get those clothes all wrinkled!"
She had completely forgotten her clothes. Dick's cock had distracted her. Now she decided to take Mitch's suggestion.
"Here, let me help you."
John stood behind her and slipped down her zipper. She felt him run his hands inside her dress and feel the firm flesh along her ribs. She was proud of her body. There wasn't a pound of fat on her. He pushed the dress forward so the straps slipped down over her shoulders. He worked the straps down over her arms and she let the dress fall to her feet. She picked it up and carefully folded it over a chair where it would be out of the way.
"Christ, what a body," Carl said, looking at her.
"Shit, she's a lot better than that other girl we had up here."
"Yeah, and I'll bet she gives it better too!"
Cindy stood smiling at them. She knew that she looked damn good in just her bra and panties.
"Cindy, did you ever ride a man?"
She looked at him not being sure what he meant.
"You know. With the guy on the bottom. Did you ever do it that way?"
She hadn't. Every time she had ever gotten laid she had been crushed beneath the weight of a man. She wondered what it would be like for a woman to be on top. It would be something like sucking a guy off, she thought. You could do it at your own speed.
"I'd like to try," she told him.
"Good!"
Carl put his arms around her and unhooked her bra.
"Shit. Look at that!"
John was looking at her admiringly.
Carl just looked at her tits without touching them.
"You're really stacked," he told her kindly.
Cindy took her panties off herself while Carl was taking off his pants.
"Come on over here!"
She followed him to the bed and watched him lie on his back.
"Suck it a little and get me hard."
She took his naked cock in her hand and brought it up to her lips.
"Oh yes, baby!" he said as he felt her touch him.
She licked it with her tongue, wetting the small head. His prick began to grow.
"She got him hard in a hurry," she heard John saying.
"Christ," Mitch was saying. "He ain't never been that hard!"
Cindy let his cock slip out of her mouth. She was eager to try fucking like Carl had suggested. She stood over him on the bed and slowly lowered her cunt down to meet the prick that was rising to greet her.
"That's it, baby. Keep going!"
He felt the head of his cock briefly rub over her tight ass-hole and then come to rest against the lips of her cunt. She reached down and took the hard shaft in her hand. She forced it between the hairy folds of her snatch. She forced it into the deep pit of her cunt. Slowly she sat down on top of his stiff cock.
"Oh, honey! It feels so good!"
"Does it?" she asked him.
"You make it feel wonderful!"
"You make it good for me!" she replied.
She began to move her hips. It was an entirely different feeling than getting fucked by a man on top. She could control her speed.
She could go a little faster when she wanted and she could drive it deep into her pussy when she wanted to do that. She felt like she was in complete control.
"Christ! What a cunt!"
"She can really do it!"
Carl tried to help her with the short jabs that his own hips made. John and Mitch sat watching her and rubbing their hands on their own cocks. She could see that John had taken off his pants and was playing with his prick through his underpants. Dick looked as though he was sound asleep.
"Oh baby, don't stop!" Carl was begging her.
She wasn't planning to stop. She needed it just as badly as he did. "Yes, baby. Yes!"
Carl was trying to fuck her faster now, but she didn't want him to come yet. She found that she could keep him just below the peak by slowing down a little each time that he started to move faster. She knew that she was really driving him wild.
"Oh, baby! Don't do that to me! I need it!"
Cindy thought for a second. If he needed it so badly she had better give it to him. She sat down hard on his cock and stretched her body out on top of him. Her tits brushed against his chest and he reached up and cupped them in his hands.
"Make me come, baby!"
She braced herself against the bed and started to move her cunt wildly over his cock.
"That's it! That's it!"
Then his words turned to groans. Cindy was too breathless to talk. Her hips were moving faster and faster and his cock was digging deeper and deeper into her. This was the way that fucking should always be, she thought. She could have fucked like this all night.
"Christ, I'm coming!"
This time she didn't slow down when she felt him trying to move faster. This time she was moving with him. His back was pressed hard against the bed, but his ass was bouncing up and down to meet her wild cunt.
Their cries came together. Then she felt the cum shoot off inside her.
"Baby!"
"Yes!"
It was all that they could say. Cindy lay on the bed, exhausted. Fucking on top had worn her out. She wondered how men could do it all the time. But the work was worth it. Her whole cunt felt reamed out and contented. It was a wonderful fuck. "Honey?"
She felt a man touching her on the shoulder.
"Are you too tired to suck me?"
She opened her eyes and saw that John was standing next to the bed. His prick was hard and it was sticking right out into her face.
"Just pull it a little then."
Cindy reached out and took him in her hand. Shit, she didn't mind sucking him. She just wanted to catch her breath a little.
"I don't mind!"
"Neither do I!" John said as she squeezed his prick in her hand. She was the kind of cunt that no matter what she did, it would always feel good.
"That's fine," John told her.
Cindy pulled on his prick a little harder.
She began to jerk his prick in a regular motion when she felt something in back of her. Somebody had their finger on her ass-hole.
She looked back and saw that Mitch had taken Carl's place on the bed. "Ouch!"
It hurt a little the way that he was pushing against her.
"I won't hurt you," Mitch told her.
She had never had a man try to do that to her before. She had heard of boys doing it back on the farm. Once she had seen her brother playing with their dog and he had been trying to do that, but Cindy thought that he had just been playing.
"Don't worry. You wouldn't believe how good it can feel!"
Mitch had been nice to her and she didn't think that he would do anything to hurt her. It seemed a little strange to her but then she didn't know everything and these men knew a lot more than she did.
She opened her legs a bit and felt Mitch's hand go between them.
John was watching what Mitch was doing and looked interested.
"Do you want to take her first or do you want me to do it?"
Mitch looked up at him. "Shit. If she'll get down on the floor we can both do it!"
Cindy was excited at the thought. She didn't know what they were going to do but she was willing to find out.
"What do you want me to do?" she said.
"Here. Let me show you!"
Mitch helped her up off the bed and took her to a spot where the rug wasn't worn too thin.
"Here. Squat down."
Cindy squatted where Mitch showed her to. Already John was standing in front of her with his hard cock in her face. She knew that she would be sucking him off. She wasn't so sure what Mitch would be doing to her. He didn't seem to be interested in her cunt, but rather wanted to play with her ass-hole. She had never had anybody do that to her before, but she wondered if it might not be fun.
Mitch got her in a dog position and John stood in front of her. With his hand, he guided her head to his stiff prick. Cindy put it in her mouth and started to suck on it.
Mitch was still playing with her ass-hole. She wondered what he was going to do. Then she felt his finger dig into it. With a cry of surprise, she felt his finger go past her tight rim and straight into her shit hole.
"Ouch!"
"Easy, baby. Mitch is going to make this one good for you!"
He was wiggling his finger around inside of her ass-hole but she noticed that once he got his finger inside, it didn't hurt any more. "Do you like that."
"Yes!! "
Cindy thought that it might have been even better than getting her cunt fucked. But his finger was too small. It just wiggled around in the deep shit hole. She wanted something longer.
"Your prick! Use your prick!. "
"You said it, baby!"
It was what Mitch had been waiting to do.
Slowly he took his finger out of her ass and wiped it on a handkerchief. He took his hard cock in his hand and pressed it to her tight ass-hole. He shoved forward, but only managed to push her onto her face.
"Hey!" John yelled at him as his hard thrust knocked John's cock out of Cindy's mouth. "Watch what you're doing!"
John was too hot to stop what he was doing so that Mitch could get his fun.
Mitch pressed again but he couldn't get his prick into the tight hole.
"Fuck this shit," he said.
He reached for her again with his finger and this time found her waiting cunt. It was already wet with her fuck juice.
"Oh yes!"
She had wanted to try it in the ass but it was better to get him in her cunt than not get him at all.
"Please, fuck me!"
"Hold it, baby!"
She had forgotten about John and the cock that was still sticking into her mouth. "I'm going to come!"
She shoved his prick deep into her throat and waited for the hot cum to pump into it. He came in a great gust and it tasted wonderful. Cock sucking was really her thing.
"Wait for me!"
It only took Mitch a moment and then he too was shooting into her. "Oh! Baby."
"Oh, fuck me!! ! "
His strong cock was giving her cunt a thrill throughout her young body. She twitched her ass and clamped her cunt on to him and then he was shooting off too.
"Please," she said, not knowing what she was saying. She wanted more from anyone who would give it to her.
"You can really fuck," Mitch was telling her.
"It was your cock," she replied.
She was sitting on the bed with her back up against the wall. Mitch was lying next to her and John was sitting on the floor next to the bed.
"Where did you learn to fuck?" he asked her.
She didn't want to tell about Jake. She was a little ashamed that she had only lost her cherry a week ago.
"In the usual way," she told him.
Then she got curious.
"What about you?"
"Me?" Mitch asked. "I'm so old that I've forgotten."
"Nobody forgets," Cindy told him.
"Only girls remember," he said.
"Have you fucked a lot of girls?"
"Shit, I guess so!"
"Tell me about them!"
"Shit, they were just like any other girls."
Cindy looked at him.
"You mean all girls are the same to you?"
"Well," he hesitated. "Most aren't as pretty as you, but they all have cunts."
"And guys all have pricks but that doesn't mean that they can all fuck!"
Mitch laughed. Most women he knew wouldn't talk this way, even if they might be thinking the same things.
"All women have cunts, but not all of them know what to do with them!"
Cindy didn't know about what other women did with their cunts. She knew that she had been pretty dumb about using hers until Jake had showed her what she could do with it. Then she remembered what Mitch had started to do with her ass.
"Mitch?"
He looked over at her. She sensed that he was reading her mind.
"Can you really do it the way that you tried before?"
"It's a little tricky. Especially when the girl's a virgin!"
She hated that word. She had lost her cherry and she didn't think that anybody would ever call her a virgin again, but Mitch knew something that she didn't. She had thought that there had only been one hole to get fucked in, but she had been wrong.
"Mitch, teach me how to do it!"
Mitch looked at John sitting on the floor. His eyes were closed and Mitch guessed that he hadn't heard what she was asking. He saw that both Dick and Carl were sound asleep now.
"Okay. I'll show you."
This time Mitch lay flat on his back like Carl had done.
"Suck my prick and get it wet!"
She bent over him and put her lips to the hard rod. She never tired of doing this. Each time it was as good as the first time she had done it. Each time it made her cunt cream.
"That's it, baby. Get it good and wet!"
Cindy was licking him hard and letting spit drool down the hairy shaft.
"How's that?" she said, lifting her face from his cock.
"Oh yes! Do it like that!"
She lowered her face again and sucked some more. Her spit had dripped down into his cock hair now and had soaked it.
"Oh, stop!"
"Don't you want some more?" she asked.
"No! You'll make me come!"
She took his prick out of her mouth and looked at him, waiting for him to tell her what to do.
"Squat over me!"
She tried to do it right.
"Here!"
He was holding his cock in his hand so that it pointed straight up. She squatted over it, guiding the prick to her ass-hole. She felt it rub against one of the soft cheeks of her butt and then she had it in the crack between her cheeks. She guided it to her tight ass-hole.
"Oh, yes, baby! You've got it!"
She tried to spread her legs apart and loosen up all her muscles. She pushed her ass down on the upright shaft, but it stuck on the tight rim.
"Your cunt!" he cried. "Dip it in your cunt!"
She looked at him. She wanted it up her ass.
"Don't worry. Just get some cream on it!"
She realized that the fuck cream in her cunt was what they needed to do the job. She took his prick in her hand and stuck it deep into her cunt.
"That's it!"
She pressed her cunt muscles tight against his prick, trying to squeeze the thick cream out onto his prick.
"Oh yes! Now shove it up your ass!"
She pulled his prick out of her cunt again and pushed it back in her crack until it was over her ass-hole.
"Shove it in, baby!" he was telling her frantically.
Cindy gave a mighty thrust with her hips and the head of Mitch's prick buried itself in her ass-hole.
"Ouch!"
It hurt her.
She pressed herself down on him, trying to do what he wanted. She found that once his prick had gone in past the rim of her shithole then it was easy. She squatted down further, until her ass was resting against his balls.
"Oh fuck me, baby!"
Cindy could feel the fat shaft far up her tender shit hole. It was a new feeling to her, but she liked it. She could move her hips and the thrills would shoot through her body. It was delightful the way the little tight rim of her ass-hole felt every time his prick moved in and out of her. It was really delightful.
"Do it to me, baby! Fuck me good!"
She began to rock her hips back and forth, driving his prick in and out of her hole. At first she did it slowly so that she could feel the prick rub against every inch of her shithole. Then she was moving faster, and faster. She was going crazy with his cock in her. She wanted to drive him deeper and deeper up her endless hole. She wanted to see his fuck come out of her mouth when he shot his wad.
"Yes, baby! Yes!! ! "
And he came. Cum spurted deep into her shit hole. It felt warm and wonderful. She squeezed her ass around his cock. She trapped him in her shit hole and held his cock firmly.
"Oh, baby. You got every drop of it!"
Slowly her body relaxed and his cock, limp now, came out of her ass.
"Christ, was that good!"
"Oh. Thank you!" she was telling him.
Cindy couldn't believe that her shitty old ass could give her so much pleasure with a man's prick up it. She wasn't sure which was better, getting fucked in the cunt or getting fucked in the ass. Either way it was wonderful and she knew that she still had her whole life ahead of her to get fucked any way that she chose.
"Christ, you're a real pro!"
"I wanted to make you happy."
"Happy?" Mitch looked at her. "You practically tore my cock off!"
She looked at his prick. It had turned red from getting rubbed up her ass-hole, but the red skin was covered with his white cum and her brown shit.
"Let me wash it off," he said.
"Let me help you," she offered.
Together they went into the bathroom and he sat on the John. She took a washcloth and wet it in warm water and soaped the cloth up. Carefully she took his prick in her hand and started to wash it.
"Oh, that feels as good as getting jerked off," he said.
"Would you like to get jerked off?" she asked him, rinsing the washcloth in the sink and then wiping his cock again. Slowly she increased the pressure of the cloth against his prick.
"Would you like that?" she asked again.
He didn't answer. He had closed his eyes and he was sitting back against the toilet seat. Cindy could feel that his cock was getting hard again.
"Yes," he told her with a weak voice. "Do it again!"
She let the soap lather up on his prick. The prick was a bright red and she wanted to be sure that she didn't hurt him.
"How does it feel?" she asked.
"Ohhh!! ! "
It was all that he would answer.
She rubbed him a little harder with the washcloth and then she dropped the cloth and started to give him a hand job. She pumped on his prick, harder and harder. She wondered if he had any spunk left in him after all he had shot. She was going to find out.
"Do you like it?"
"Abhh!! ! "
His moan was low, but she knew the way that he was feeling.
"Help me!" she heard him say, so softly that she almost missed it.
Her hand was jerking harder and harder against the tender skin. She wondered if she might break a blood vessel the way that she was working, but she knew that she wouldn't stop now.
"Ohhh!! ! "
"Like this?" she asked without wanting an answer.
"Yes!! ! " he cried, releasing his hot load of cum in her hand. Cindy just held her hand steady as the cum trickled down over her knuckles.
"Come and see us again!"
Mitch opened the door for Cindy. The others were still asleep.
"I'd like to."
"We'd like to have you."
Even though she had looked at herself in the mirror she was still not sure that she had gotten herself all back together.
"You look fine!"
"Thanks," Cindy told him.
"We'll be seeing you."
The door closed behind her. Her cunt was tired and her ass-hole was a little sore. She wasn't sure what time it was but she knew that it was late. She didn't know how she was going to get home but she was almost too tired to care. She felt in her bra. Next to the five dollar bill that Bill had given her there was a crisp twenty. It was more money than she had ever had in her life.
CHAPTER VII
Cindy stood on the street corner thinking about what to do. She couldn't go home in the clothes that she was wearing, but she couldn't make it back to the Moonlight and then home before Ma and Pa had gotten up. She wasn't sure what she was going to do.
Robbie had warned her about getting into trouble with the old man. He had warned her that if Pa suspected anything then he wasn't going to be able to drive her out to the Moonlight at night. Without Robbie to drive her, she didn't have any way that she could get there.
"Shit," she said out loud. There was nobody around to hear.
She heard the sound of a diesel engine down the street and looked up. A tractor trailer rig was coming her way. She wondered if she could get the driver to stop.
Cindy stood under a streetlight, where he couldn't help but see her, and she pulled up her skirt a little so that her cunt was practically showing. She guessed that it would do the trick.
Cindy was right. She heard the whoosh of the air brakes and the squeal of the brake shoes against the brake drums. The truck pulled up right in front of her.
"Hop in, honey!" the driver was calling to her.
She had never been inside the cab of a truck this big. It was one of the big, over the road jobs that passed their farm without even slowing down. She grabbed the handle on the side of the cab and pulled herself up on the step. The driver reached over to the side of the cab and opened the door for her.
"Thanks," she told him.
"Anytime," he told her.
Cindy could see him staring at her bare thigh and her tits.
"Where to?" he asked.
Cindy didn't know what to answer. She wanted to go back to the Moonlight to get her clothes, but she knew that she had to get home before Pa got up. She just looked up the road and pointed. Both places were in the same direction.
"Okay, baby," he said, putting the truck back in gear and starting off down the road.
Cindy looked at the bed in back of the seat and saw that another man was sleeping there.
"He's going to be awfully sorry, if he wakes up without seeing you," the driver told her.
Cindy didn't answer. She was thinking what she should do. She thought that she might just have time to make it to the Moonlight, that is, if the truck man would stop and wait for her a little. She wondered if they would.
She looked at the man, trying to estimate how much of a hurry he would be in.
"Mister?"
"Yeah, honey. What can I do for you."
"I need a favor. Real bad." He looked at her. He needed a favor too, he was thinking. "What is it?" he asked.
"I left my clothes," she started to explain. "Shit, honey. What's wrong with those?"
They looked good enough to him.
"No, these ain't mine. I can't go home in these clothes."
He looked at her and understood. She wasn't the first girl that he had picked up along the road late at night.
"Where'd you leave them, baby? Maybe old Tex can help."
"Up the road. At the Moonlight."
He looked at her. "You work at the Moonlight?"
She nodded her head.
He had stopped at the Moonlight a few times when he had been along this route. Usually he could tear off a quick piece of ass there. But this kid looked a whole lot better than the others that he had picked up there. Shit, he thought, if she works at the Moonlight she'll fuck. He saw by his watch that he was way ahead tonight.
Tex stopped the truck on the edge of the road outside of the Moonlight's parking lot. Cindy could see that most of the cars in the parking lot were gone. She guessed that they were almost ready to close.
She ran into her dressing room quickly. She could see Estelle's costume hanging on a hanger along with the clothes that she wore to work in. She wondered what the .other girl was doing now.
Quickly she took off the work clothes and got back into the ragged dress that she had come in. She left her bra along with the other clothes. If Pa saw her wearing that he was sure going to ask a good lot of questions.
"Goodnight!" The bartender yelled it at her as she dashed back out to the door. She didn't even remember his name.
Quickly she ran across the parking lot. She was almost afraid that Tex wouldn't have waited for her. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the rig was still parked at the side of the road.
"Well, hello there!"
Cindy looked up and saw that the man who had been sleeping in the cab of the truck was now awake. He opened the door and let her climb up alongside of him. There was plenty of room for all three of them on the seat.
"Christ almighty, Tex said that you were built, but he didn't tell me you was built that good."
Cindy could see that he was looking at her tits which without the bra were now poking their way out of the front of her dress.
"You are an eyeful!"
"Thanks," Cindy said a little shyly.
She knew that she had to get home in a hurry, but the men had been nice to her. Without them she wouldn't have been able to have made it at all. She knew how she could show her gratitude.
"A real eyeful!" the other man repeated.
"And I'll bet that you can do more for a man than just give him something to look at!" Tex was saying.
"I can do a lot of things," Cindy told him softly.
"Wowee!" the other man said. "You're sure hot stuff!"
"I got a hot cunt," Cindy told him.
His grin fell from his face and Cindy could see the lust that was replacing it. His cock was pushing against his loose work pants and he reached down and straightened it out.
"I got something hot, too," he said.
"Hey! You going to take it all for yourself?" Tex asked.
"Shit, I guess that she's got enough so that you can grab a piece," the man told Tex.
"That's more like it," Tex said as Cindy got up and sat between the two men on the seat.
"I guess that you can both have some," she said.
The other man looked down at her bare thighs.
"Let's see what we're getting," he said. "Don't rush the lady, Ned," Tex warned him.
"Ned," Cindy said. "You can rush a little."
She lifted the hem of her skirt over her panties and Ned could see her cunt hair through the thin nylon.
"Christ Almighty!"
Without waiting, Cindy pulled down her bikini panties. She knew that she was going to have to make this a quick one.
"Will you look at that!"
Cindy held her hands to her cunt and spread the pink lips apart. She waited to see what they would do.
"Let me see that," Ned said, reaching out for her with his middle finger.
Cindy watched as he dug his finger into her cunt. The hole was a little dry, but Ned didn't seem to care. He twisted and shoved his finger until it disappeared up her snatch.
"She could really swallow you up," Tex said to Ned.
"And how!"
Ned's finger felt all right to Cindy, but it was his cock that she really wanted. She twisted her head and looked back at the back sleeping area. She wondered if there was enough room there to get laid.
"You ever do it in here?" she asked Tex.
He looked at her and smiled.
"Honey, I do it wherever I can."
"Tell her about that last gal that we picked up," Ned said.
"Oh, Christ," Tex exclaimed. "She was a real whore."
Cindy looked at him. She was going to be a real whore too. She wondered if the other cunt had outdone her. She was ready to learn all the tricks.
"I'll bet she wasn't so good!" Cindy challenged.
"Shit, baby! How would you know?"
"I make it my business to know," Cindy told him.
"Do you make whoring your business?"
"I'm going to," Cindy said proudly.
She thought of all that money that she had made in just one night. It had been so easy. All she had done was to fuck a bunch of people that she would have been happy to have fucked anyway. And she had gotten to do a few other things too. Her ass-hole was still a little sore from that but it had felt pretty damn good.
"You'll be the best!" Ned told her as he wiggled his finger in her cunt.
"How about me?" Tex asked.
Cindy could see that he had a hard-on too. She reached down and put her hand over his cock. It was hard and stiff. Tex leaned back in the seat a little as she rubbed her hand across it.
"Do you like that?" she asked.
"Just keep doing that, baby!"
Cindy rubbed a little harder. Then she reached for Tex's zipper. She slid it down and reached her hand inside his fly. His underpants were in the way but she found the fly in them too and forced her hand inside it. His cock was wet with sweat and so hard that it seemed ready to burst.
"Christ, you're really hung!" Cindy told him.
"Shit, baby. It's just hanging there for you!"
Cindy wanted to take his cock out of his pants so that she could look at it. She wanted to jerk at the hard shaft and run her tongue over it. His cock was so long that it wouldn't come out through his fly.
"Oh please, take them off!" Cindy said tugging at his belt buckle.
"We can go up in the back," he told her.
"I'll shoot you for first," Ned said.
Ned's finger was still up Cindy's cunt and he really didn't look as though he was going to take it out so that they could shoot.
"Fuck it. You can do it," Tex said.
He reached to the front of Cindy's dress and opened the buttons. His hand worked itself inside and cupped her firm upturned tits. Cindy thought that she felt his cock get even harder.
She tried to jerk at his cock, even inside of his pants.
"Easy, baby, don't get my underwear sticky," he warned her.
She looked over at Ned to see if he was ready to take her yet. She could see that with his free hand he was unbuckling his belt.
Ned pulled his hand out of Cindy's cunt and sniffed at his wet finger.
"That's beautiful, baby!"
"Come on, let's try it," she said, climbing up onto the bed. She didn't bother to take her dress off.
"Ain't she got the most beautiful, blonde-haired snatch?" Ned said to Tex.
"She sure does. Hurry up with it!"
Cindy could see that Tex had gotten his prick out of his pants now and that he was beginning to jerk on it a little by himself. He wasn't frigging himself hard enough to make himself come, but just hard enough so that his tool would stay hard. When his turn came, he wanted to be all ready.
"Come on, baby," Cindy said to Ned.
She lay back on the narrow bed and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She spread the front of her dress apart so that both of her tits were bare. The hard nipples pointed straight up at the ceiling. She spread her legs apart so that he could get between them.
"Oh, do it!" she told him.
"Christ, give me a chance!"
Ned had wrestled his cock out of his pants without taking them off and now he had climbed up on the bed and knelt between her legs. His head banged on the roof of the cab, but he didn't seem to notice. All that he seemed to be interested in was the gaping cunt below him. All that his eyes could see were the curly blonde hairs that framed the pink lips. He found her again with his finger. Then he found her with his cock.
Cindy felt him try to force the fat head of his prick into the tight dry hole.
"Ouch!" she cried as he pressed harder. This time he had hurt her.
Ned fumbled with his cock. He rubbed it back and forth in the gash of her cunt, trying to find some of her fuck juices to wet it with. Her cunt was dry.
"Christ, you must be getting old!" Ned said.
"Ain't she got no juice?" Tex asked.
"Dry as a bone," Ned told him.
"Maybe it's just you," Tex told him. "Here, let me see."
"Hold on," Ned warned him. "I'll get it in."
Ned knelt back on the narrow bed and brought his head over Cindy's open cunt.
"See if this doesn't do it," he told both of them.
"You going to eat it?" Tex asked.
"I ain't had my dinner," Ned told him.
Ned bent his head down into her golden muff and found the lips of her snatch. His tongue gently forced the cunt lips apart and probed down at her tender clit.
"Ohhh!" Cindy cried as his tongue flicked against her love button.
"How's that, baby?"
Ned took his tongue out of her cunt and looked up at her to see how she felt. "Don't stop!"
She reached down, trying to grab Ned's head, but she couldn't reach. His tongue had started that fiery feeling in her cunt again and she needed satisfaction. She needed the wet tongue to wash out her aching cunt.
"Don't stop. Do it with your tongue! Please!"
"Will you do it to me that way?" he asked her.
"Oh yes!" Cindy promised. "Christ, you're on!"
Ned lowered his head to her cunt again. He began to take long strokes of his tongue, practically reaching all the way down to her small ass-hole and up to the rosy head of her tight clit.
"Oh, yes!"
Cindy was holding him by the hair on the head, but Ned didn't mind. Her cunt was a delight. Young and juicy and ripe for tonguing. He liked to have a woman under his tongue. He knew that he could drive them crazy this way, just as he was driving this kid wild now.
Ned licked faster. His spit was dribbling down over her ass-hole and onto the bed. Shit, he didn't care about the bed. There would most likely be some cum there too when they were finished with her. "Ahhh!! ! "
Ned held his hands on her hips. They were beginning to move around and he had to hold her to keep his head pressed to her wet muff. He could feel her coming.
She cried out and then she was silent all except for her heavy breathing.
"Hey, you going to keep that promise?"
Cindy looked up and saw that Ned was holding his cock in his hand and waving it at her. He was sitting up against the other end of the bed. She looked at Tex and saw that he was still slowly frigging himself with his hand. He didn't seem to be in any hurry to get his.
"A promise is a promise," Cindy told him.
"Shit, don't do me no favors!" Ned told her.
"Do me a favor," Cindy told him. "Give me your cock!"
She turned herself around on the narrow bed and lay on her stomach with her head against his thigh. The way that she was laying she could lick his balls without even moving her head.
"Oh, cunt! Put it in your mouth!"
Cindy just licked his hairy balls a little and then finally when she was ready, she picked her head up and took his cock in her hand.
"Yes!"
It was enough for her. She opened her mouth wide and let his prick dive deep inside it. She rolled it around in her mouth and let it press against the inside of her cheek. She licked at it and wet it with her thin warm saliva. She nibbled at the tender foreskin with her teeth.
"Oh, you hungry cunt!"
Ned had grabbed a hold of the blonde strands of her hair and had locked her head to his prick. He started to help her rock her head up and down on his prick. He could feel her spit tickle as it drooled down on his balls.
Cindy sucked and sucked at Ned's prick. Then she felt a hand on her bare ass. Tex was kneeling on the seat of the cab and leaning over her. He was running his hand over her white butt and kissing her ass.
"You got the nicest little bung hole," he told her.
Cindy could feel him tickle the rim of her ass with his finger.
"You want me to give you the shitty finger?" he asked her.
With Ned's cock in her mouth she couldn't answer.
"We'll just try a little and see how it goes!"
Cindy felt Tex spit on her tiny red ass-hole. Then he was trying to shove his finger up her. It drove her wild.
"Yes!! ! "
Ned could feel her sucking harder. He could see over her back and he saw what Tex was doing to her.
"Ram it up her, partner!"
"That's a mighty tight little bottom!" Tex said.
Tex was a bottom fucker from way back. He drove his finger into her quickly and each time the finger went in Cindy sucked down hard on Ned's prick. Then she felt Tex move around and do something else. Christ, she thought, he's going to get my cunt too!
"Here it is, baby!"
Tex had one finger stuck up her ass and he was working another into her snatch, which was still soaked from getting sucked off by Ned.
"Ohhh!! ! "
They could hear the cry that was muffled only by Ned's prick.
"Shit, she is really something," Tex said.
Ned had closed his eyes and was leaning back on the seat. He didn't answer Tex.
Cindy sucked harder and harder. Tex was driving her wild with his fingers but she needed more than a finger. She needed a stiff prick that would ream out her aching snatch and shoot it full of hot cum.
"Ohhh!! ! "
She heard Ned's moan and knew that he was going to come. "Ahhh!! ! "
The shout filled the cab and his cum filled her mouth. It was warm and sticky and delicious. He held her face over his prick as every last bit of the hot fuck was cleaned out of his tubes.
"Shit, baby. You can really do it!"
"Come on," she heard Tex calling to her.
"Christ, Ned! Get the fuck out of the way!"
Ned rolled off the bed and back down onto the seat of the cab. Cindy rolled over on her back and waited for Tex to climb between her legs.
"Give it to me, honey!" He pulled her legs apart wider and positioned his prick over her cunt. "That cunt ain't so dry now!"
It wasn't. Ned had seen to that. It was wet and hungry and it needed a cock to fill it. Tex had the cock to do the job.
"Ohhh!! "
He slid into her silky smooth cunt. His cock went into it so easily that it was as though someone had draped a piece of silk over his prick. He didn't move for a minute but just lay on top of her with his prick in her.
Cindy started to move her hips. She could feel Tex's prick wedged deep up her cunt. She could feel the walls of the wet snatch spread wide apart. She could feel his balls resting against her ass-hole. She could feel his chest crushing her tits.
"Fuck me," she whispered.
He arched his back up and looked down on her.
"Please fuck me!" He just looked at her. "Please!! ! ! "
Tex lifted his ass off her hips and then drove his cock deep into her. "Ahhh!! ! "
Cindy's arms wrapped around his back and she pulled him closer to her.
Tex started to work his prick in and out of her slowly. He took long, deep thrusts. He plunged the fat head of his prick far into the cunt and pulled it back out until it almost came loose from her.
"Yes. Fuck me like that," she whispered into his ear.
"Like this?" Tex said, driving into her a little faster.
"Oh yes!"
Her hips rose to meet his plunging rod. "Or like this!"
He started to move his cock in and out of her faster.
"Oh yes! like that."
"Is it good."
"Ummm!! ! "
Her eyes were shut and she was not aware of where she was or who she was with. All she knew was that she was getting fucked by a long, hard cock. All she knew was that her body cried out for more.
And then she felt him come.
"Where did you say that you lived?"
She barely heard the voices and it took her a while to realize that they were talking to her.
"Hey honey! We gotta hit the road!"
She looked down and saw that Ned was shaking her. Tex had already started the engine. Her tits were sore from where somebody's hands had squeezed them and her thighs and cunt were wet with cum.
"Here. You can wipe it up with this."
Ned was holding out a handkerchief to her. She took it and wiped the fuck from her thighs and her cunt. She handed the handkerchief back to Ned and he threw it out the window of the truck.
"Hey, baby."
She looked at Ned.
"You were fantastic!"
She smiled at him and started to button her dress. She got back down the seat of the cab and pulled her skirt down so that it covered her cunt.
"How far do you want to go?" Tex was asking.
"I'll show you," she was telling him.
They drove along and Ned held her in his arms. His hand rested lightly on her tits. Her arm lay on his thigh.
"Here," she suddenly said. "Stop here!"
Tex hit the brakes and brought the truck to a screeching halt.
"Shit," he said, looking around. "There ain't nothing here!"
"We're just over the hill," Cindy told him. "If Pa caught me getting a ride with you he'd kill me."
"Oh, Christ. Well, good luck with the old man."
Ned helped her down from the cab and then she could hear the clunking sound of Tex putting the truck back into gear. The powerful engine roared and slowly the cab started to drag the trailer after it down the road.
"Oh, shit," Cindy said as they passed out of sight over the hill. She hoped that Pa would still be asleep.
"Where the Christ were you?"
It was Robbie. She recognized his voice even in her sleep.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him. She almost expected Ma and Pa to be standing alongside of him.
"Ohhh!"
Her head hurt as she raised it from the pillow.
"Jesus, were you lucky," he was telling her. "Lucky?"
"If you hadn't got back when you did, you would have been caught sure as hell."
Robbie began to tell her about what he had been doing the night before.
"Oh, Robbie. Wait a minute. Get me some coffee."
She wasn't ready to talk with anyone yet.
Robbie brought her what was left of the breakfast coffee. "What in hell happened?"
Cindy looked around the room.
"Don't worry. Ma and Pa went off to town. They'll be gone all day."
"I had to do something special for Mr. Jeffers," she told him.
"Whoring?" he asked.
"Whoring," she answered.
"Christ, that whole Moonlight is nothing but one big whore house."
She looked at her brother. What did her brother know about the Moonlight? He was just supposed to have waited in the parking lot for her.
"I waited for you to come out," he explained. "Then you didn't come so I started to go into the place. This gal stopped me and says am I your brother and when I said yes she takes me back in this trailer and just starts taking my clothes right off me. I said that I was supposed to pick you up and get you home before Pa got worried, but she just takes my cock in her hand and starts getting it hard and says don't worry, you'll be along."
"I got held up," she told him.
"By what?" he asked. "A hard cock?"
"By a lot of hard cocks," she said.
She looked at him standing over her. Her body was barely covered by the sheet. Under it she was naked.
"What did that girl do for you?" she asked.
He looked at her closely.
"She did it with her mouth," he said.
"Did she make it good for you?" Cindy asked.
"Jesus, when a gal does it that way it's got to be good!"
"Robbie, I can show you something different."
"Different?" He looked puzzled.
"Can you get it hard?" she asked.
"Christ, just looking at you makes it hard!"
The sheet had come off Cindy's leg and had revealed the blonde hair of her cunt. He stood close to the bed and carelessly she dropped a hand to her cunt and itched her clit.
"Shit, you been fucking guys all night and you want more?"
"You got laid last night and you want more don't you?"
"Men always want more," he said to her.
"Well, so do I," she informed him.
Robbie stood alongside of the bed and Cindy sat on the edge of it with her feet on the floor. He stood without moving as she unbuttoned the buttons on the fly of his ragged jeans. She got his cock out of the fly but he got impatient and dropped his pants on the floor.
She wanted to suck him a little but his finger found her cunt and when he saw that it was wet, he didn't wait. He pushed her back on the bed with her ass just on the edge and her feet on the floor.
"Now, Cindy," he pleaded with her. "Let me have it now!"
Only his cock touched her as he stood in front of her. It found its waiting socket and he plugged in to her. He had to get his rocks off quick. Thinking of her all night and what she had been doing had been too much for him. Even after he had fucked Estelle he had still been horny. He had lain awake with a hard-on all night. He had jerked himself off three times but when he had heard her come in he had gotten hard again. She had the best cunt of all.
He didn't try to hold himself back with her. He knew that they could always do it another time, if that was what they wanted. Now he just had to get his and he knew that she would understand.
Cindy lay back a little as best she could in the position that she was in. Her cunt had not come awake for the day yet and she was content to just sit there on the edge of the bed and get fucked. She wondered why it was that her cunt never got sore or tired. She had a lot of cream. She wondered if other girls had as much. The thought of using her cunt to take all that cock made her excited.
She felt a warm glow creep over her when her brother finally came. He pulled his prick out right away and some of the cum fell on her cunt hairs. She reached down and rubbed the cum into her golden bush.
"You going to work again tonight?" he asked her.
"Sure I am. You gotta see this!"
Cindy found the pocket in her dress where she had put the twenty five dollars.
"Look at this!"
"Holy shit! Where did you get all that."
"Whoring," she told him proudly. "They give you all that just so they can stick their pricks in you?" he asked.
"You gave all your money to that whore
Sally just so you could stick your prick in her!" Cindy reminded him. "Shit, just once."
"Just once," she mocked him. "You would have done it more, if Pa hadn't tanned your shitty ass-hole!"
"But she does it in different ways. And with different guys at the same time!"
"And you don't think that I can learn!"
CHAPTER VIII
"So, this is your brother."
"Yes, Mr. Jeffers, this is Robbie."
Robbie shook hands with the other man. He had only planned to drop Cindy off at the Moonlight, but when Mr. Jeffers had seen them together he had come over to have Cindy introduce her brother.
"That's a fine sister you've got," Mr. Jeffers told him.
"Yes, sir. I know."
"Let's us all go over to the trailer and have a drink. I have a deal that might interest the both of you."
Cindy looked at Robbie. She wondered what kind of deal Mr. Jeffers was talking about.
They found Estelle in the trailer sitting on the couch in just her bra and panties.
"You could have knocked!" she shouted at Mr. Jeffers but then when she saw that it was Robbie that he was with she quieted down.
"Get some drinks for us, honey," he told her. "Cute little ass she's got."
Robbie looked at Estelle and saw that her panties barely covered the crack in her ass.
"How would you like to get your cock up that?" Mr. Jeffers asked Robbie.
"I already did," he told the other man.
"Oh yeah? Estelle! You didn't tell me that he was an ass fucker!"
"Ass fucker! No!"
Robbie looked at Mr. Jeffers, confused.
"I meant that I got my prick up her cunt!"
Mr. Jeffers gave a big grin. "Well, boy. We'll see that you get everything from her. Don't let that cunt hold out on you!"
"No, sir," Robbie agreed.
"Well, let's get down to business. There's this convention over in Cedar Falls. They come to me each year for the entertainment and I send something over there for them.
Anyway, it's a good job for whoever goes. Those guys throw around a lot of cash and if you can give them what they want, it can be a real good thing for you."
Robbie looked at Cindy and at Mr. Jeffers.
"I can see how they might want Cindy, but what does that got to do with me?"
"I'll tell you. This year they want a live act."
Mr. Jeffers could see that Robbie didn't understand. "A couple."
"They want two people?" Robbie asked. "What do they have to do?"
"It's easy. All that you have to do is to fuck. You like fuckin', don't you?"
"You mean to tell me that they want to watch some people getting laid?"
"That's it!" Mr. Jeffers was pleased that Robbie had caught on so quickly. He thought that the boy might have taken longer to get the picture.
"You want us to do it together?" Cindy asked.
"You'd be perfect!"
"Holy shit. You mean that me and Cindy would be fucken in front of a whole bunch of strangers?"
"Fucken's fucken. What does it matter whether they're friends or strangers."
"For Christ's sake!"
"It pays good money, you can count on that!"
"We'll do it, Mr. Jeffers," Cindy was promising.
"How about it, Robbie?"
"Don't worry about him. We'll do it."
Robbie was just staring at his sister. It was bad enough that she was whoring around, but now she had him doing it. But he had seen the money that she had brought home the night before. It had been more money than the whole family had ever had at one time since he could remember. She had gotten the twenty-five dollars in one night and now he was being given a chance to make some money. He knew that he would be a fool if he turned it down.
"There's one more thing. Cindy, did you ever girl fuck?"
"Girl fuck?" She didn't know what it was.
"Well, never mind. Estelle will teach you. They always like to see a little of that."
Mr. Jeffers sipped at his drink a bit and the others did too.
"Well, there ain't no hurry to get you over there. The convention's still just getting warmed up."
"What about you, Robbie? Are you getting warmed up?"
Estelle was sitting next to him and she had put her hand on his thigh. Robbie looked at her tits sticking out straight in the tight bra.
"You sure fucked me good last night."
"I can fuck you good again!"
Estelle reached out for Robbie's cock. Cindy watched. She wanted to see what it looked like to see her brother getting laid with someone else.
"Come here and show me," Robbie was telling her.
Estelle reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. The bra fell away from her tits and revealed their half dollar nipples that were a wonderful chocolate brown color with the tips just beginning to rise.
"You got the biggest jugs," Robbie told her.
Even though they were big they were still upturned and rose in a gentle swell. They were damn fine tits.
"Come and fuck me, Robbie," Estelle told him.
She lay back on the couch with just her panties on. In an instant Robbie had his pants off and his hard cock was sticking straight out over her prone body.
"Shit, you've got a long prick!"
Cindy looked at her brother's cock. Estelle was right. It was long and straight and he had a nice pair of balls to go with it. Cindy was a little jealous that Estelle was going to get his cock. She would have liked to have had it for herself. Mr. Jeffers might have known more about fucking and more about doing it in different ways, but Robbie was a natural. He just had to stick it in and he would be good.
"Your brother's really hung," Mr. Jeffers told her as they sat watching Robbie bend over Estelle. They were barely touching. "He should help you give those guys at the convention a real thrill!"
"Robbie's got a fine cock," she said.
Estelle had arched her hips a little so that Robbie could take off her panties. Her cunt hair was dark and curly underneath them. Her body waited for him.
Robbie drove his finger into her cunt and opened up the hairy lips of her pussy. His teeth found the brown nipples at the end of her tits. He sucked at her nipples and fingered her cunt. His stiff tool rubbing her. Cindy wanted to go over to the bed and help him. She wanted to take his cock for herself and to shove it deep into her cunt. Mr. Jeffers must have understood what she was thinking.
"You can do it with him later, at the convention. For those guys you can do it all that you want. They're going to love you!"
"Look at it, Mr. Jeffers."
Cindy was pointing to Robbie's cock.
"It's a good one all right. But what about this one?"
Mr. Jeffers held Cindy's hand to his cock. She knew that it would be hard.
"How about giving me a little of what he's getting?"
"Oh, yes! Yes, Mr. Jeffers!"
Cindy started to take her clothes off.
"No, don't bother with those."
He had dropped his pants to the floor and his prick was standing in the air. He sat at the edge of the chair.
"Come here. Pull your dress up!"
Cindy did as he told her. She pulled her dress up and dropped her panties. She stood with Mr. Jeffer's legs between her own and slowly lowered herself on his outstretched prick.
"Oh!! ! "
She could feel the bulging head of his cock brush against her clit. It had looked so big to her she had wondered how she could get it all inside her tight cunt.
"That's it. Squat down!"
Cindy squatted and felt his cock against her again. Her snatch gaped open and the head of his prick went into her. His hands reached out to her and tried to feel up her tits through her dress.
It felt good to Cindy to have a cock in her cunt but she had wanted to see her brother getting laid. Now she was facing Mr. Jeffers and even if she twisted her head, she could only see with difficulty what was going on on the couch.
"Do it turned around!"
Cindy wasn't sure how it would work but she wanted to try. She lifted herself up off of Mr. Jeffers' prick and turned around. Slowly she lowered herself until she could feel his prick brush against her ass. She reached between her legs and took his cock in her hand. She guided the swollen prick to her waiting cunt.
"That's better," Jeffers told her.
"Ohhh!! ! "
She moaned as the cock went way up inside of her snatch. She hadn't realized that he was so long. "Ahhh!! "
Cindy found that the way that she was sitting on Mr. Jeffers' prick she could lean way back and make it stretch tight against her cunt. Her back leaned against his chest and he could reach around her and cup her tits in his hands. He reached one hand under her dress and fondled her left knob. Cindy could feel her nipple grow hard under his touch.
The only thing that bothered Cindy the way that they were fucking was that she couldn't move her body very much. She could just wiggle her ass a little but that was all. Her cunt was hot and she needed more excitement.
"I'll take care of that," Mr. Jeffers promised her.
He reached out with one hand and found her tiny clit. While his cock was firmly wedged up her cunt, he started to frig her clit.
"Ohhh!! "
Cindy started to moan under his touch.
"How's that?"
"Keep going!! "
"Do you like it?" he insisted.
Cindy liked it although she didn't tell him so. She couldn't tell him because she was too breathless from what he was doing to her. It was her idea of heaven, getting fucked and frigged at the same time. She lay way back so that she could whisper in his ear, but she couldn't even whisper. He could hear the low sound coming from her throat. "Ohhh!! ! "
He knew that her need was urgent. His was too. Now he was the one with the problem for he couldn't move his cock around in that tight hole. Not the way that they were sitting.
"Get on the floor!" he said to her.
Cindy didn't want to let him take his strong cock out of her aching cunt.
"Christ, get on the floor! I can't take any more of this!"
When Cindy still didn't move he made a mighty effort to raise himself from his chair. She could feel herself being pushed forward with his cock still in her. She fell forward onto the floor but he fell right on top of her.
"Ohhh!! ! "
She cried as their fall drove his cock deeper into her. Now she was down on all fours like a dog and he was on top of her, giving it to her from behind.
"Ahhh!! ! "
Now he was driving into her with all his weight. He was driving hard and deep and her cunt was getting the fucking that it wanted. She braced herself against the floor so that she wouldn't fall on her face. Then she just let herself enjoy what he was doing to her.
She looked over at the couch where her brother was fucking Estelle. Her brother was digging into her with rapid strokes now and she could see the tense muscles of his legs as he worked above her.
She could hear Estelle's moans growing louder and louder as her brother drove faster and faster. The moans became short cries and Robbie's steady strokes became an uncontrolled motion.
"Ahhh!! ! "
She heard Estelle's cry as Robbie froze on top of her. She knew that he had come. Estelle looked like she had too. They lay there exhausted.
"Estelle! Show her how to girl fuck!"
Mr. Jeffers was yelling at the tired girl without even giving her a chance to rest.
"Estelle, goddamit! Get over here!"
Robbie sat back on the couch and removed his weight from the girl's body. Sluggishly she rose. In the light of the room, Cindy could see that Estelle's thighs were shiny from the cum that Robbie had just shot off. The cum was mixed with the girl's own cream and she had had plenty of that. Estelle got to her feet and looked at Mr. Jeffers.
"Go on! Show her how to girl fuck!"
"Have you ever done it that way, Cindy?"
"I don't know. I don't know what it is!"
"Well, you learn pretty fast. You'll probably like this. Anyway, it's a handy thing to know when there aren't any guys around."
"What do I have to do?" Cindy asked.
"Simple," Estelle told her.
She walked over and stood in front of Cindy. Mr. Jeffers stopped fucking her so that he could watch what the two girls were doing. This was something that he always liked to see.
Cindy looked up at Estelle. The way that she was standing, the black hair of her fur muff was right in front of Cindy's face.
"Don't worry. It tastes just as good as a guy!"
Cindy understood now what Estelle was going to have her do. It was something that she had never even thought of doing before. It was strange, that two girls would be able to do it together. It was strange but it was also interesting. It would be something that a real whore would have to know.
"Suck it," Estelle told her gently.
Cindy looked up at her. She could see the large round tits towering above her and the dark jungle of hair in front of her. The cunt hair had been splattered with her brother's cum and her thighs shone with wet cream. Cindy reached out with both hands and cautiously spread the cunt lips apart so that she could see between them.
She liked what she saw. She saw her brother's white load of spunk shining against the pink walls of the cunt. Cindy spread the walls apart as far as she could and Estelle squatted down a little. When Estelle squatted down, Cindy could see all the way up the shining love tunnel. She could see in Estelle what Mr. Jeffers' prick was now seeing in her.
As Cindy held the cunt lips apart, she reached out with her tongue and started to lick her brother's cum off of Estelle's cunt. It tasted warm and pungent. She licked some more.
"Eat it up!"
Mr. Jeffers was shouting encouragement to her. "Suck her off!"
Cindy started to run her tongue the length of the pink cunt. As she did, she could feel Mr. Jeffers start to fuck her again. "Ohhh!! ! "
Estelle moaned as Cindy tongued out her cunt, but she knew that if she didn't have Estelle's cunt in her mouth, she would have been moaning too. Mr. Jeffers was leaning over her and cupping her tits again.
"Ahhh!! ! "
Cindy felt Estelle clutch at her hair and pull her face in closer to the hungry muff. Then she knew her tongue had done its work well. She knew that Estelle was going to come.
Estelle was moaning in short little moans now. They were coming quicker and quicker together and Cindy knew that she only needed a little more. She was going to make sure that she gave that little more that Estelle needed. Her tongue probed deep inside Estelle's cunt and the girl gave her final cry.
For a moment she was frozen over Cindy. Then Cindy could feel her relax as she sunk to the floor.
Estelle lay on the floor alongside of Cindy. Cindy saw her beautifully rounded tits and wide hips. She knew that this girl was made for fucking and she wanted to keep running her tongue over Estelle's cunt and over her knobs. Then she felt someone tugging on her hair again. She looked up and Robbie was standing where Estelle had just stood. "Cindy! Suck me!"
Her brother had gotten another hard-on and he was shoving it in her face.
"Do it to me, Cindy."
She couldn't deny her brother's request.
Mr. Jeffers had slowed down his fucking again and Cindy wondered how long the man could last. His cock wasn't the biggest that she had ever had up her cunt, but it was doing a very good job. He seemed like he could last forever with the long slow strokes that he was making up her cunt. He seemed like he could just fuck and fuck and fuck.
Cindy took her brother's cock in her hand and stretched back the tender foreskin that was still red from reaming out Estelle's tight cunt. Some of his cum and Estelle's cream had dried on it and coated it with white flakes. She wondered how those flakes of dried cum would taste. She licked her lips to wet them and then slowly put Robbie's prick in her mouth.
"Oh, Christ, you're good!" Robbie told her as he felt her lips close over his hard cock.
Cindy cupped his balls in her hand and squeezed them a little.
"Don't hurt me," he warned her.
Cindy squeezed a little more.
Estelle looked up from where she was lying on the floor. She could see Jeffers' hard prick slowly driving into Cindy's wide snatch. She crawled between Cindy's knees and hands so that she could get a better look. From where she lay on the floor she could see Cindy's little clit sticking out of the spread walls of her cunt. She reached up and ran her finger over it.
Cindy almost choked on Robbie's cock when she felt Estelle touch her. She hadn't known that fucking could be anything like this, but now she was finding out. She was finding out that there was more than one way to satisfy a cunt. She was liking them all. She liked getting her cunt tickled and her ass fucked and her mouth shot full of hot cum. Getting fucked by Jake had been the best thing that had ever happened to her.
Estelle took her finger from Cindy's cunt and stretched out her head. Her tongue found the tight clit and then the hard wet prick that was diving between the walls of the furry muff.
"Jesus, Estelle! What are you doing!"
Mr. Jeffers didn't sound as though he minded it a bit. Cindy could feel him start to drive into her harder, ramming his prick deep into her cunt.
"Do it, Cindy!"
With Estelle licking her cunt and Mr. Jeffers fucking it, she had almost forgotten about Robbie and the cock that she still had in her mouth. She began to run her tongue over it and to slide her lips back and forth on it. It was so long and straight that they had a long way to slide. She loved every inch of him.
"Come on, baby!"
Mr. Jeffers was getting wild. He was going deeper and deeper into her. "Come on!"
With a sudden feeling of warmth in her cunt she knew that Mr. Jeffers had come. She knew that he had shot off his load deep inside her aching cunt. She knew that the sticky white cum was filling her insides. Her body writhed violently and her head jerked harder on her brother's cock. Then she felt Robbie grab hold of her head and she knew that he was coming too. She knew that he was going to shoot off and fill her mouth with the same hot cum that Mr. Jeffers had pumped into her cunt.
"Ahhh!! ! "
Robbie came with a gush of cum. She caught it in her mouth and held his prick with her hand until the final drops had been drained from him. Then she looked down at Estelle. She saw that the other girl was lying with her head right under Cindy's cunt. Some of Mr. Jeffers' cum was dripping from her cunt and Estelle was catching it in her mouth.
CHAPTER IX
Cindy had never been to Cedar Falls. She had heard her Ma and Pa talking about it, but she didn't think that they had ever even been there themselves. They had never had any reason to go.
They drove through the city without stopping. Estelle was the only one who knew how to get to where they were having the convention, but she guided Robbie. The three of them sat in the front seat of the pick-up truck, and from time to time Robbie made some comment about how Pa was going to be mad when he found out that they had stayed out so late. Robbie was pretty sure that they would get caught this time.
"For Christ's sake," Cindy told him. "Wait till they see all the money!"
"Money?" Robbie looked at her astonished. "You can't show all that money to Pa!"
Cindy looked at him. She knew that he was right. If Pa saw all that money he would know that she had gone whoring. She knew that Pa would beat the shit out of her and keep her at home and that would be the end of her dreams.
"What are we going to do?" she asked her brother.
"Christ, I don't know," he answered, beginning to regret that he had gotten into this whole deal.
"Turn right here."
Robbie followed Estelle's direction. Then he saw that they were coming to the motel that Mr. Jeffers had mentioned.
"Pull in the parking lot," Estelle said.
Robbie looked at all the cars. There were sure a lot of them and none of them were old and broken down like the pick-up truck that they were riding in.
"Shit, I can't park here!"
"Christ, don't worry. They'll be so drunk by now that they won't know the difference."
They saw a man coming out of the motel office.
"Christ, they're going to chase us off!"
The man looked excited and even Cindy was a little worried now.
"Hey! You kids! Did Jeffers send you here?"
Estelle was the first to answer him. "Yes, sir."
"Well come on in, we're waiting for you!"
They followed the man right into the front door of the motel office. There was a dining room there and he led them through it and by a bar. There were a lot of men sitting at the bar and when they walked through, Cindy could see some of the men nudging each other and looking in their direction.
She wanted to ask if they were the men from the convention, but she was afraid to say anything. They all seemed so rich and well dressed.
"It's back here," the man was telling them.
He opened a door and let them into a private dining room that was reserved for special parties. The tables had been taken out and the chairs were all positioned so that they faced in the same direction. Cindy looked where the chairs were pointed and she saw a little platform at the end of the room. On the platform was a large bed.
"This is it," the man said. "You can wait back there and I'll tell the chairman that you're ready."
He pointed to another door at End of the room. Apparently Estelle already knew about it for without asking any questions she made a motion to Robbie and Cindy with her hand to indicate that they should follow her.
"Come on," she said when the man disappeared back out into the barroom.
They followed her through the door and found themselves in a passage way that led to the kitchen.
"It's easy. We just wait out here until they all get in. I'll go out first and get their cocks up. Then Cindy comes out and we screw around girl style. When their cocks are hard enough to burst, Robbie comes out and fucks us. We try to make it last long enough for them to get their rocks off if they happen to be playing with themselves. Then we go back to the rooms with anyone who wants it. Usually that's just about all of them!"
Robbie looked at Estelle. He wondered what he would be doing after they had given their performance.
"Oh, don't worry," she said, understanding what he was thinking. "When this little game breaks up, you can still find some action. They'll give you free drinks at the bar and there are a couple of the waitresses that usually don't like to go with these old guys, but they'll go with you."
Robbie had noticed the waitresses as they had walked through the dining room. They were young and built and their tits had pressed out firmly against their white uniforms. He had thought when he had seen them that he wouldn't have minded getting a little of that.
"You kids ready?"
The man who had led them in had come back. When he had opened the room, Cindy could see that it was filling up with men. They were the same men who had been sitting drinking at the bar.
"Let's go then," he said as Estelle nodded her head.
She looked at Cindy and Robbie.
"Watch me through the door. When you hear me say that I need something for my cunt, you come out," she pointed to Cindy. "Then when I say that I wish we had some cock, you come out."
This time she pointed to Robbie.
"Well, here I go!"
Cindy watched as Estelle opened the door just enough so that she could fit through it. The men started shouting just as soon as they saw her.
"Hey baby, I like you!"
"Show us some pussy!"
"How about a little cunt?"
Estelle climbed onto the platform and looked down at them.
Cindy watched with interest. When she had danced at the Moonlight, she knew that Mr. Jeffers had kept things under control so that they didn't get in trouble with the sheriff. Jeffers had kept the men from grabbing at her too much and from saying too many nasty little things. But here there was no sheriff to worry about and Mr. Jeffers was not here to keep things under control.
Cindy liked it better this way. She knew that when they got out on that little stage in front of all those men they could do anything that they wanted to, and she saw now that the men could do anything that they wanted.
She saw that they were mostly pretty drunk and they didn't care what they were doing. She knew that she was going to like this.
"Hey baby! Climb out of those rags!"
Estelle was wearing her good dress, but the men didn't want a fashion show. Cindy watched as Estelle wiggled her ass at them and made humping motions with her hips. The men cheered as she raised her skirt so they could see the tiny panties that barely covered her cunt hair.
"Yeah! Take it off, baby!"
"Do you want to see some?" she was yelling back at them. At the Moonlight they hadn't been allowed to talk back to the customers when they were on stage.
"Let me eat it!" one man was shouting.
"Come and get it!" she called back to him.
Cindy saw the man look at his companions to see what they would say. They were as drunk as he was and they were urging him on.
"Do you want it?" Estelle shouted again.
"Eat it!" several of the men were shouting at the man who had said that he wanted to.
"Come on! Eat it!"
They were all shouting at the man now and his friends were pushing him forward. "Let me at it!"
He staggered forward to the little stage.
Estelle stood at the edge of the platform and held her skirt up as the man staggered up to her. She held the skirt high enough so that Cindy could see the crack of her ass above the thin strip of the panties. The man reached out and grabbed Estelle's legs for support. She had to brace herself to keep from being pushed over.
"Oh, baby, just smell that cunt!"
The man was too drunk to smell anything, but that didn't stop him from wishing. He steadied himself a little and stuck his nose against the thin nylon of Estelle's panties. He could see her dark cunt hair through the panties.
"Let me at that fur muff!" he said, trying to sniff the cunt smell.
He balanced himself on his feet carefully and reached for the waist band of the panties. Estelle brought her legs together so that he could slip the panties down. When he had pulled them to the floor, she kicked them away.
"Baby, you are beautiful!" the man told her, rubbing his cheek against the dark muff. "Eat her!" the others were yelling. "Suck her up!"
Estelle reached down and tried to hold the lips of her cunt apart so that he could get his face in it without getting his tongue tangled up in the pussy hair. Her skirt slipped down a little but the man reached up with his hands to hold it.
"Go ahead, baby. Eat it!" Estelle urged him.
Cautiously, he stuck his tongue into the pink snatch.
"Ummm!! ! " he moaned licking his lips. He turned to the others. "That's good!"
"Eat her off!" they yelled back.
"Hey, baby! Take your clothes off!" someone in the back was shouting. The man who had been standing in front of Estelle grinned at the others and staggered back to his seat. It was her that they wanted to see, not him.
Cindy could see by the look on Estelle's face that she was a little disappointed by the man's leaving her. She dropped down the skirt again and reached for the zipper in the back of her dress.
"Take it off!! ! " The crowd was going wild now.
Estelle pulled the zipper down and shrugged the dress off her shoulders. It fell to the floor and she was now standing before the men dressed only in her lacy bra.
"Let's see your tits!" someone cried.
"Do you want to see them?" she asked.
"Take it off!" they chanted, drunkenly.
"Who wants to take it off me?"
This time a man in the front row got to his feet. Even from where she stood, Cindy could see that his hard cock was pushing out the front of his pants. He didn't seem to care.
The man stood at the edge of the stage and this time Estelle squatted down with her back to the audience so that the man could unhook the straps of the bra. Cindy saw that he was struggling with it and then Estelle had to help him a little. The bra came unhooked and the man reached under it and cupped her tits in his hands.
"Hey, don't hog it all!"
"Let us see some of that!"
"Come back here, baby!"
They all wanted to get into the act. Then the man was sitting down again and Cindy could see him reach his hand into his pocket. She thought that it was a shame to waste a hard cock like that.
Estelle was naked now. She danced a little in front of the men and twisted her body so that they could see all of her. Then she was spreading her cunt apart with her hands so that they could see right inside the pink gash.
"Ohhh!! ! I need something for my cunt!"
It was the cue that Cindy had been waiting for. She nodded her head to Robbie and pushed her way through the door.
"Hello there, baby!" The men were yelling louder now.
Cindy climbed onto the stage with Estelle but her eyes were on the men. She liked the way that they had already undressed her with their eyes. She liked the way they reached for their cocks when they saw her. She wanted to make them very happy, both here on stage and back in the rooms later.
Cindy looked at Estelle. Estelle had her finger in her cunt and she was tickling her clit. It made Cindy horny to see her doing it. She wanted to tear her clothes off and stick a finger in her own cunt. She wanted the finger and a tongue and a hard cock all shoved up her cunt.
"Let's see some cunt sucking!"
"Are you ready, Cindy?" Estelle asked. From the look in Cindy's eye she knew that the girl was ready. She knew that Cindy had a hungry cunt.
"Please!" Cindy was moaning.
"Come on! We'll do it on the bed!"
Arm in arm they walked to the bed. Cindy lay on her back and spread her legs. Estelle got down on all fours over her. Cindy grabbed Estelle's legs with her hands so that she could hold the other girl's cunt steady over her face. Estelle was burying her head in Cindy's muff.
"Please suck me," Cindy was saying. Then as she felt Estelle's trained tongue flick against her clit, she bent her head up and her tongue dived into the hungry muff.
"Oh Christ! I need cock!"
It was Robbie's cue. Cindy had completely forgotten about him.
Estelle had told Robbie a little about how they were supposed to do the act. He was supposed to come out and tease her and make her beg for it and suck on him. It was supposed to take a while before he stuck his prick in her.
When she saw him climb onto the stage she forgot about everything that she had told him. She could see that his prick was hard underneath his pants and all she could think of was getting those pants off him in the fastest way she could. She needed that prick between her legs.
"Please do it to me! Don't make me wait!"
She was frantic for his cock.
"Suck it!" he repeated.
Robbie helped her get his pants off and let his hard tool spring up in her face as it came clear of his pants. Straight into her mouth.
"Please fuck me!" Estelle had jerked Robbie's cock out of her mouth and was pleading again.
"Christ, don't stop!"
This time it was Robbie who had the urgent need. Estelle saw that she could get him now. She saw that he needed a warm cunt to stick his hot shaft in. She took his hand to lead him to the bed.
Cindy heard Estelle's cry and opened her eyes. She looked up and saw that her brother had collapsed on top of the girl and that they were both lying quietly. She heard the men calling out for an encore.
"More!! !"
She laughed happily. She was a pro! "I'm a whore!" she screamed deliriously.
