"Hiya doll!" said Frank loudly as he rapped on the front counter. Though ad-taker Willa Jones was an extremely attractive girl, Frank called her doll not to flatter her, but to get her attention.
"Oh, hi Frank," said Willa, turning around slowly in her chair. "You sure do place more ads in the paper than anyone else I know." The paper was "The Way It Is," one of Center City's most popular underground newspapers. Everyone who wanted to know all the in spots read it. Everyone one who wanted to know all the latest crazes and fads read it. And everyone who wanted to place a kinky ad read it. Frank Taylor was placing his ad for the tenth time.
"The usual?" she asked.
"The usual," he replied.
WANTED: Young girls with a sense of adventure. Lots of excitement, action, thrills.
Only attractive girls need apply.
Write to: Adventure, Inc. P.O.
Box 203, Cliffwood, Ohio. Also enclose revealing photograph.
Frank looked pleased. Willa took the ad and made a notation in her book. "This will run in next week's issue. You missed this week's issue by one day."
"That's okay, doll. I've still got a couple of girls I haven't processed yet."
"You are too much," said Willa. She looked at him with her little girl smile. She checked her book. "That will be twenty-five dollars and fifty cents."
Frank grinned. It was a ritual by now. "Will you take a check?"
"No."
"Cash?"
"No."
"Credit card?"
"No."
"Then how can I pay you?" he asked, knowing the answer all the time.
"Come over here, big boy," she said, batting her eyelashes at him.
He opened the door to the office area, and sat down at a chair next to Willa.
In all the years he had been placing ads in "The Way It Is" he had never once paid for an ad. Willa Jones had taken to him immediately and made her own arrangements with him.
"Hey, Frank baby, not here! You know the rules."
"Sorry," said Frank as he removed his hand from her knee,
"I just lost control. It's been, oh, how long now? A month?"
"Two, baby. I was about to give you up for dead."
"Dead I ain't," he said with a grin. "Busy."
'That remains to be seen," she said. "I get off as soon as my replacement gets here. She's late, that fucking tramp."
"That isn't a nice way to speak of Ella," said Frank.
"Well, I can't help it if she sucks off every guy she sees."
"I can think of less pleasant ways to spend a day," said Frank. "I wouldn't mind eating out pussy all day long."
"Ah, here she is. Hi, Ella."
"Hi, Willa. How's business?"
"What kind?"
"You tell me!" Ella laughed her usual elephant laugh. She sure was a jolly old girl.
"Let's go," said Willa. "The billing department is up on the fourth floor."
"That's where the sleeping quarters are, aren't they?"
"As if you didn't know that, Frank."
Frank accompanied Willa into the small elevator. It was something he did each time he placed that ad in the paper. Willa had been so taken with him the first time that Frank entered the newspaper office. She made a deal with him: "Give me something for the ad besides money."
And all Frank had to give her was himself. Not that Frank minded. He would have done the same for a free ad if Willa had been fat and ugly. After all, a pussy is a pussy, and when Willa finally admitted that she loved getting her cunt sucked out, and would let him eat her in exchange for the ad, he jumped at the chance to save a buck.
The elevator made an unexpected stop on the third floor. "Damn!" exclaimed Willa.
A tall older man got in. "Oh, hi Willa" he said cheerfully.
"Hello, Mr. Edwards." Willa had told Frank about Mr. Edwards. He owned the newspaper and was therefore Willa's boss.
Both Willa and Frank figured that the older guy's presence put a damper on things because he must be going up to take a nap.
But Mr. Edwards had started to eye Willa. It was as if he knew just why they were going up there, and he not only wasn't going to prevent them from enjoying each other, he actually wanted it to happen.
When they got out of the elevator, Mr. Edwards went as far to the other end of the floor as he could. He lay down and started to snore immediately.
Willa and Frank grinned. The old man was out of the way quite neatly.
"Come on, baby, pay your bill," said Willa. She leaned back on one of the sofas in such a way that Frank could actually look up her skirt. She was wearing lace panties that turned him on as soon as he saw them.
His penis started to become erect. Frank could never control himself when he looked at a girl with lace panties. He could actually see right through them, and was beginning to focus his eyes on her delicate cunt hairs.
"Come on, big boy, and I do mean big! Is there something you see that you want?"
"Oh, baby, you've got just what I want," he told her. "You've got it and double."
"Well, let me see what you've got," she said. "I can tell that it wants to get out and be seen by me."
Willa put her hand on Frank's fly, and started to rub the bulge. That only made his penis harder, and the harder it got, the more she rubbed it.
"Baby, I want that," she said. "I want that right in my mouth. Come on, big boy. Let's have those eight inches of really hard meat right between my hot lips!"
Willa could feel her cunt juices beginning to flow, and she kept moving her legs back and forth so that Frank would get more and more excited.
Frank slowly started to unzip his fly. His long hard spear poked its head out between the teeth of the zipper, and Willa gasped when she saw it, even though it wasn't the first time.
"My God, it looks even bigger than before," she exclaimed.
"That's because I'm really hot for you, Willa. It's been ages, hasn't it?"
"Too long," she agreed. Willa started to press her fingers underneath her skirt, and Frank watched carefully as she started to toy with her cunt hairs.
"I like that, oh, baby, do I like that!" Frank exclaimed as she now had her skirt all the way up and he could see that her lace panties were indeed quite wet.
"I like it too," she said. "Come on over here and help me."
Frank reached under Willa's skirt with his hand and started to massage her glistening cunt.
"Oh, baby, I like that cunt!" said Frank. "God, do you have a hot juicy cunt!"
"Then lick it out, baby," she squealed. "Come on and lick out my fucking pussy! Eat it, baby! Eat that goddamn cunt!"
Frank's dick was throbbing in the air and Willa placed her hand on the tip of his prick. She rubbed it back and forth, causing his balls to dance about in the air.
Frank's face buried itself in her nest. As he started to lick her panties, she began to ooze more and more of her hot cunt juices and his tongue penetrated the lacy fabric so he could taste every drop of female honey.
"Oh, Frank!" she cried. "Ohhhh! Ohhh! Suck me out! Lick my cunt!! Ohhh! Ohh! Lick it! Ohhh!"
Willa's tits were ripe and fleshy as Frank began to massage them. He reached up with his free hand as he used the other to separate the folds of her vagina.
"Suck me dry!" she cried, all the while rubbing Frank's hard spear faster and faster. His prick was so thick and fat that she could barely get her hand all around it. It was one of the things that attracted her to him.
As Frank pulled down her lace panties, his head was pressed right up against her hot cavern. Willa began to massage his balls, and squeezed them hard with her fingers.
"Ohhh!" he cried, as she pressed his balls flat against his body.
"Did I hurt you?" she panted.
"No! Do it again! My balls feel terrific!"
Frank went wild sucking and licking every drop of female cream that oozed out of her steaming nest. He was beginning to lose control as she spread her legs as wide as she could.
"Lick her!" cried a voice from behind. "Eat her! Christ, what a pussy!"
Both Frank and Willa turned around in surprise. It was Mr. Edwards, whom they thought had been asleep.
He was watching Frank eat out Willa's pussy intently as his own penis was out of his pants and in his hand. He was masturbating furiously as he watched the two of them.
"Come on, don't stop! Don't pay me any attention. I want to watch your cunt being licked, Willa! Come on, baby, get your pussy sucked!"
Mr. Edwards was beating off his meat faster and faster. His balls were flying about in the air and he started to moan and gasp as his prick was ready to explode.
Willa watched Mr. Edwards, and the closer the boss was to coming, the more her hot pussy lubricated Frank's tongue.
Willa began to scream wildly. Frank's tongue had started to stimulate her clitoris, and she was beginning to lose complete control of herself.
"Eat me! Eat me!" she cried, feeling his entire face plunging into her hole. "Suck my cunt! Oh, Frank, eat it out! Suck it all out!"
Mr. Edwards rubbed his hardon so fast, that as Willa cried out to be sucked, he shot his wad, shooting hot jets of come all over the two of them.
Frank's prick throbbed as Willa now started to rub it harder and harder.
As his mouth was buried between her legs, she tried to pull his penis towards her face so she could suck him off.
"Please let me eat you," she begged. "I want this cock! Please give it to me! You must let me suck you! I must have this cock!"
Frank knew that if she wanted it, she had to have it. But part of the game was pretending she couldn't suck him off.
"No," he told her. "Let go of my cock and balls! Don't touch me!"
"Oh, please let me eat you! I want to suck your cock! Please! Please!"
"What will you give me if I let you suck me?" asked Frank.
"You can have my pussy to eat! You can suck my cunt all day long! Please give me your balls! I want to lick them all over."
Frank turned around so that his hardon was poised only inches away from her face. She tried to reach out with her tongue and start licking his cock and balls, but he was still far enough away for him to torture her.
"That's not enough," he said. "I already have your pussy."
"What do you want?" she asked. "I will give you anything for your cock and balls. I must suck on them!"
"Let me eat out your asshole, baby!"
"Yes! Yes!" she cried. She was going wild now. She turned over and he placed his tongue right up to her ass.
"Now I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!" he told her. "You deserve to be fucked really hard baby!"
"Fuck me, yes, fuck me, but then I must have your prick! Oh, Frank, fuck me!"
He started to slide his penis into her rectum, and just as he smashed all the way in, he took out his prick and then rammed it into her face.
She could taste that his penis had been inside her asshole, and she cried with pleasure as she started to suck his long hardon, making sure that when he came, he would come deep down her throat.
Mr. Edwards still stood there, his spent cock in his hands, and he started to wipe off the semen from his hands. He was ready to get hard again, watching his employee get face-fucked with a cock that had been up her ass.
Frank's balls were flattened out against Willa's chin. He had pushed his organ so deeply into her face, that he could almost feel the back of her throat with the tip of his dick.
Frank now slid his fingers between her legs. She could feel those fingers as if they were small cocks plunging into her vagina deeper and deeper. Willa was almost ready to scream with orgasmic fury.
"Come on, Willa, suck that cock! That's it, baby! Suck it! Ohh! Christ, your tongue is hot! Eat me, baby! Suck my fucking prick!"
She licked his penis from the tip of his cock head all the way down to his balls. His thick juicy balls were ready to release their store of delicious cream, and she wanted to make sure that she got every last drop of hot jism from his prick.
With slow even thrusts, Frank rammed his prick all the way into Willa's face. She could feel the tension in his cock as her tongue began to lick his spear all over.
Frank felt his balls ready to send out his frothing sperm. His breathing became heavy, and the sweat was pouring from his body.
Willa grabbed hold of his hand and forced it all the way up her cunt. She screamed wildly as she started to climax.
As her juices gushed out at their fastest possible rate, he smashed his penis into her face and went wild as his ball juice started to flow.
His sperm entered her face in thick spurts. She could taste the salty quality to his semen as it poured over her tongue on its way down her throat.
His balls slid into her mouth as she drained his prick. They became coated with his own jism and he felt as if he had penetrated her entire body.
Some of his semen escaped her lips, and began to ooze down the side of her chin.
With her fingers, Willa scooped up the traveling come and put it to her mouth.
"I don't want to lose a drop," she said as she inserted her fingers between her lips.
Frank's hand was completely covered with her cunt juice. She had climaxed so wildly, that it felt like a steaming and spouting volcano, spewing hot cunt lava all over him and the bed.
Mr. Edwards had a second hardon and as Frank shot his load into Willa's face, he started to rub his cock. He was too old, however, to achieve orgasm a second time in so short a time span, but he loved playing with his meat just the same.
"Baby, you were better than ever," said Willa as Frank started to remove his penis from her mouth.
"So were you. I guess when we don't do it so often we're better."
"Maybe we should wait a year for the next one," said Frank half-joking.
"Not on your life," replied Willa. "Next time, you just make sure you're as good as this time, if not better."
"I'll try," said Frank grinning.
Frank waited for his cock to get soft, and then he put it back inside his fly and zipped up his pants.
"Well, Willa, I'll see you in a couple of weeks," he said. "When I run out of you-know-what's."
She smiled at him as he headed towards the elevator.
"What are you-know-what's?" asked Mr. Edwards when Frank had descended.
"Oh, that's the guy who puts that funny ad in the paper."
"Which funny ad? God knows we got a lot of them."
'The one about looking for girls who want adventure. He supplies it to them all right."
"Oh, that's the one. He's the guy who takes these young naive girls and then fucks them and ships them out to other guys who want to fuck them. What a racket. A kind of sex slavery, isn't it?"
"Yeah, but the girls doesn't seem to mind. He really knows how to thrill them, and the girls who answer the ads don't have much to do with their lives anyway."
"Still, I don't think it's right. Can the girls get away if they don't like the guys he sends them to?"
"I wouldn't know. I never hear about any complaints, though."
Frank made sure that no one ever heard of any complaints. He had a fantastic racket.
Many girls answered the ad because they were indeed bored with their humdrum existence. They usually were fresh out of high school, though some of them never even finished the last few years of it.
When they sent a letter to this legitimate sounding organization, they usually assumed that it involved some sort of secretarial work overseas.
Frank's use of an Ohio post office was just a ruse. All the letters were immediately forwarded back to Center City.
Most girls just sent a snapshot of themselves, not really sending a revealing photo. He had wanted pictures of nude girls, but they were too young and naive to realize that.
It didn't matter, though. If the picture appealed to him, he would tell them that his Center City representative would contact them. This representative was in reality himself.
He would then tell them stories about the other girls he had placed, saying that many of them were working for the royal family in England, or working for a Count in Hungary or some such lie.
It usually had its effect, and the girls would become so enthralled by this man that when he became extra friendly with them, and offered them marijuana to smoke, they would do whatever he asked, which was always something of a sexual nature.
When he had his fill of them, he would contact a group of friends who would then pretend to be famous and rich people. One guy would pick out the girl and the girl had no choice. She was packed off to be with this guy and she became, in effect, a sexual slave, being forced to live with the guy and do whatever he wanted. She was always supplied with dope and if she threatened to leave, the guy would say that she could be put in jail for the rest of her life on a marijuana charge.
The girls were made to have sex with anyone the guys wanted. Movies were taken of all the girls supplied by Frank and were traded among the group.
Each guy who took a girl paid Frank a certain fee, as did the girls who thought they were paying for their "job interviews" and Frank's expenses in taking them on as possible employees.
Frank, therefore, made money on both sides, an arrangement that he and his friends found quite convenient.
Those girls whose picture he didn't fancy, were never given a call, and no matter how many times they wrote to him asking for a job interview, they were never to land in his lair, much to their good fortune.
The typical girl that Frank went for was very young, not more than nineteen years old, usually blonde, though he sometimes varied his diet with an occasional redhead or brunette.
They would send a nice letter, saying that they had gotten tired of living where they were, and wanted to see the world.
He would show them the world, all right, starting with his prick and balls.
If a girl interested him, he would write back to her asking if she would make the trip to Center City for an appointment. Since they usually had no ties that couldn't be broken, they got the money for the fare, and met Adventure, Inc's Center City representative.
Frank would take them to his "office" and explain to them that jobs weren't too easy to find, but he would see what he could do.
He always took the girls out to dinner and a show, and plied them with liquor and pot.
He got them smashed and stoned, and then he would fuck them.
Everything had worked fine for a long time. He met dozens of girls who had never been fucked before. He knew how to handle virgins. They were soon begging for his cock.
After he had fucked them, usually once, but sometimes he met a girl he liked so much he fucked her twice, he invited a select group of men to see her. When she went off with him, it was the last he ever heard of her.
All this changed, however, when Carolyn Jameson responded to his advertisement in "The Way It Is."
She had some trouble at home and wanted to get away from Oceanview. She read this underground newspaper secretly, as her parents had expressly forbidden her to bring it into the house.
She was intrigued by the ad promising adventure, and she sent a picture of herself that was taken by a friend at the beach.
She had been wearing a very skimpy bathing suit, and she knew it would show her in the best light possible.
Her letter very simply requested an appointment with the "company." When Frank opened his mail that morning, he stared long and hard at her picture.
She was a beautiful girl. She had long golden hair down to her waist, and her eyes were a gorgeous shade of blue.
She had some freckles, and the clearest complexion Frank had ever seen. She should be doing cosmetic commercials, he told himself.
She looked about seventeen, and as Frank read the accompanying letter, realized that he had guessed exactly right.
"She's some piece," he said aloud. He continued to stare at her picture. None of the other girls he had ever met through his advertising had affected him quite that way.
Her breasts were beautifully formed. They were rounded and ripe melons, and even through the top of the bathing suit, he could even make out her delectable nipples.
He knew that she would be some knockout when he finally got to meet her.
The more he looked at this stunning female, the more excited he got. He debated whether or not to telephone her rather than write her his usual letter.
Of course, this girl would not get the form letter. No, he decided to write, but he would write personally. He chose not to call, because she might ask him too many questions that he wouldn't be able to answer, and that might discourage her from making the trip to Center City.
He would have to see her. This girl was driving him up the wall and she wasn't even there with him.
It didn't seem to matter though. His cock was hard even as he looked at the piece of paper carrying her image. He wished he could ram his prick right through the photograph and fuck what he knew was a really luscious pussy.
His dick throbbed within his pants. He felt in a way he hadn't felt since he had a crush on a teacher many years ago in school.
Then, he had wanted her so much, but was unable to have her, that he simply stared at her and masturbated, getting his pants all sticky and wet.
Carolyn Jameson was having the same effect on him. His cock hurt as it was confined underneath his clothing.
I sure would like to fuck this chick, he told himself. His prick started to ache more and more as he gazed at her picture.
Slowly, almost without realizing what he was doing, he started to unzip the fly of his trousers.
His meat burst out of his fly the second the zipper past that point.
Still gazing at her likeness, he started to touch the tip of his dick, longing to feel her soft moist bush against his body.
He leaned back in his chair, his hand on his hardened spear, and started to rub.
"Ahhh!" he exclaimed aloud. It felt good to touch his penis. He imagined that it was Carolyn's hand that was rubbing his dick, and that just made his meat even stiffer.
He placed her photograph against his prick. He maneuvered it so that her face appeared to be pressing against his prick head.
Imagining that she was now sucking him off, he started to rub his penis against her picture, pressing the stiff paper against his flesh, and moving back and forth.
His balls tingled with excitement. He continued to rub his cock against the photograph and soon felt that wild sensation he usually only felt when his penis was being licked by a girl's tongue.
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna get you!" he said aloud. "I'm gonna get your sopping wet pussy around my prick, see if I don't!"
He continued to rub his prick shaft against the glossy paper. Though it wasn't the most comfortable way to jerk off in the world, Frank didn't mind. He was beating his meat against the portrait of the most beautiful girl in the world.
His balls twitched with excitement as he rubbed back and forth. He was nearing orgasm and he wanted to shoot his come all over her picture.
"Come on, baby, I want to fuck you!" he shouted to her picture. "I want to smash my fucking dick right through your goddamn hot cunt hole!"
His penis started to tremble. The veins in his cock were pumping really hard.
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna fill you up! I want to fuck you! Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm coming, baby! I'm coming all over you."
His prick erupted and his semen spurted out of the tip. The hot jets of cream gushed out so fast, that much of it overshot the photograph and hit the floor.
He rubbed and rubbed his long hard meat until his balls were nearly empty. "Wow, what a turnon, baby!"
With his penis still dripping, he continued to gaze at her picture. It was almost as if he could keep a perpetual hardon with just her photograph.
With his cock still pressed against her picture, he composed a long letter to her, practically promising her the moon. He was sure that she would come to Center City and meet him.
With the way his cock responded to a mere picture, he couldn't wait until he had the real pleasure of meeting her in person. He would go so wild with her, that she would never want to let him go. His prick got hard again just thinking about it.
CHAPTER TWO
Frank waited for Carolyn's reply to his letter patiently. Every day he waited for the postman to arrive and then carefully scrutinized each item to see if it was indeed from Carolyn.
He received many letters from girls all over the country. Most of them were from girls who were so ugly that he couldn't bear to even look at their pictures. Those he tossed away immediately.
He ignored even the letters of the attractive girls. He waited only for Carolyn's response.
Several of his friends called. They had been promised young girls and Frank was not following through on his promises.
"Yeah, soon," he said. "Soon. No one has answered the ad who would interest you." One guy called all the way from England. His last girl had run away, and the English girls were all too uptight to live with him. He knew the American girls would "put out" for him, and he was very horny.
"I don't care what she looks like," complained the English fellow. "Just so long as she has a hot cunt."
But Frank chose to ignore all his clients. He waited for Carolyn. Without Carolyn, he would let the business go to hell.
Several times Frank masturbated over her picture. Though it had gotten quite tom and dirty, he still rubbed his penis against the paper until he came.
He was getting pretty despondent. He was sure that Carolyn had changed her mind, and that she no longer was interested in finding "interesting and unusual occupations at home or overseas."
His reverie one morning was interrupted by a telephone call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Taylor?"
"Yes."
"You may not remember me, but my name is Carolyn Jameson. You were the one who placed an ad in "The Way It Is" and I answered it. You wrote me a reply. Do you remember me now?"
He had to laugh. Did he remember her! "Yes, I remember you," he said. He did more than remember her. As soon as he realized that it was his dream girl on the telephone, his prick started to get hard, and he unconsciously began to rub it.
"Good," she answered. "I was wondering if you happen to have a job for me."
"A job?"
"Yes. You know, I would really like to work in Paris. Do you have any openings in Paris at all?"
Frank was silent for a while. Finally, he asked her where she was calling from.
('Actually, I'm across the street from you," she said.
"WHAT!!"
"Yes. I left Oceanview yesterday and came to Center City this morning. I checked out your address and I'm in the phone booth on the comer of Fifth and Cedar. Could I meet you right away?"
"Right away?" Frank was too stunned to think clearly. "Um, uh, of course. Where did you say you were?"
"Fifth and Cedar."
"I'll be right there." He hung up the phone without even saying goodbye. He raced down the stairs and opened the front door.
Sure enough, standing inside the telephone booth, still with the receiver in her hand, was the Queen of Goddesses herself. Carolyn Jameson was twice as pretty in person as she was in her photograph.
Her hair was reflecting the sunlight, and it looked as if there was a halo around her head.
She was wearing a simple dress which did not reveal how beautiful her body really was.
She carried only one small piece of luggage, and that was set on the ground outside the phone booth.
Frank strode over to the comer. He was almost right on top of her before she noticed him.
"Mr. Taylor?" she said hesitantly.
"Yes. You must be Carolyn."
"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Taylor."
Frank simply held her hand. The warmth of her body was being transmitted to him, and he never wanted to let her go.
Though Frank was a very attractive man, and had seemed really nice in his letter and on the phone, there was something about him that Carolyn thought a bit odd. Though she couldn't put her finger on it right away, the sensation that Frank's charm was only on the surface never strayed far from her mind.
"You must be tired, Miss Jameson," he said. "Let's go back to the office so you can rest up."
"Why thank you," exclaimed Carolyn. "That's awfully kind of you."
"Not at all," responded Frank. He knew what he was doing.
As they walked back to Frank's house, Carolyn felt a strange sense of foreboding, but she made an effort to dismiss such thoughts from her mind.
It's only because I'm in a strange place, that's all, she told herself.
"I'm sure you could use a drink after such a long journey," he told her. "What will you have? I've got a pretty well stocked bar."
"Oh, just a coke," she replied.
"Just a coke. Nothing stronger?"
"No, I don't drink. I guess it's because of my strict upbringing."
"You must tell me about it someday, Miss Jameson."
"Call me Carolyn."
"Okay, Carolyn. Then you must call me Frank."
"Well, Frank, someday I'm sure I will tell you about my life in Oceanview, but it's a bit too painful to discuss now."
"I understand." Frank was all sympathy to this young and gorgeous naive girl who had just arrived in the big city. He knew when to come on strong, and when to appear kind and gentle. Whichever method he chose, it was only to achieve his ends, and in this case it was Carolyn's golden pussy that he was after.
He returned with a glass filled with coke. But instead of only coke, he had put in just a minute quantity of rum, not enough for her to detect but enough to get her started.
"Mmm, this coke is good. I guess I'm really thirsty."
"Coke tastes better in the big city. Maybe they make it differently here."
"It seems that way." She drank it down quickly, and before she could even ask for. another, he refilled her glass with the same ingredients, though this time there was just a dash more rum.
She was beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol, and he told her that if she was really tired, she could lie down on the sofa for a moment.
"Thanks," she said. "I'm really getting sleepy."
"A long ride will do that to you," he said, anticipating having a wild affair with this girl.
Carolyn made a great effort to find out just what kind of work Frank was able to find for young girls. She was eager to travel and see the world, and was sure that she would be in Center City for only a few days before she would be on her way to Europe, preferably Paris.
"Where are you staying?" he asked her, hoping that she wouldn't already be committed elsewhere.
He was lucky in that she had made no arrangements yet.
"Well, I figured I could get a hotel room or something cheap. I have enough money to last me several weeks, though I hope to have a job before that."
"Well, I'm sure we can come up with something," he said.
He refilled her glass once again, and by this time she was feeling quite high. Frank continued to stare at her, and he could feel that his body would never be able to get enough of this girl.
Carolyn fell asleep on the sofa, apparently the alcohol being too much for her, and just when Frank was going to move over to her and start touching her in her sleep, the doorbell rang.
Annoyed, he went to answer it. "Who is it?" he asked.
"Mark Hudson. Now come on, Frank baby.
Open up the fucking door."
Mark was in an irritable mood. Frank knew what the guy wanted, and was in no mood to deal with him.
Frank opened the door, and started to tell Mark to go away.
"Someone is asleep, and you'll wake her," said Frank sharply.
"Who? The girl you promised me? Come on, Frank. I already paid you for two girls, and you only sent me one. I want the other one, and I want her now!"
"Mark, cool off willya? I told you to call Laurie Rabson. She's just your type. She's real young and she's got some hot pussy. She would be willing to do anything you asked her to. You could send her to work for you as your laundress."
"You've met Laurie, haven't you?"
"Yes. Obviously. She gives great blowjobs, by the way. You do like blowjobs, don't you?"
"Love them, but not when they're given by a girl with crooked teeth. I called Laurie. She's a dog in my book."
"But not in mine."
"I pay you, Frank. You are supposed to send me groovy chicks. Now who do you have upstairs? I want to take a look at her. I paid for her and I want her!"
"Hey! Don't you go up there! That one isn't available. She's not your type."
"We'll see about that, Frankie baby." Mark stormed past Frank and entered the room where Carolyn was sleeping. Mark quietly opened the door and stared at the sleeping beauty for several moments.
"Well? I want her. Wake her up and give her to me."
"No. She is not going to leave this house. Firstly, no girl ever leaves here without my fucking her. And secondly, she is never going to leave here. I want her for myself. You'll get your second girl. Just give me time."
"Time? I've given you plenty of time. Well, if I don't get this one, I want someone equally gorgeous. Understand Frank? And if I don't, I don't just want my money back. I'm going to see that you wind up at the bottom of the river with your feet in concrete."
"Don't threaten me, big boy. We made a deal and I'll keep my end of it, don't you worry. You'll get your girl and in the meantime your first one, Susie will have to do. She's a good lay, and you know it."
"Sally is her name and I'm getting tired of her. Besides, that's not the point. I paid for two and I want my two."
"Okay, okay," said Frank. "I'll have someone else for you by the end of the week."
"Okay. Agreed. But if you don't, I get this one. You just make sure that I have some really hot cunt by the end of the week, okay Frankie baby?"
"Yeah, sure Mark. Now get lost. I've got some work to do."
"Yeah, like shoving your dick up sleeping beauty. I know you."
"Goodbye, Mark."
See ya, stud." Mark left and Frank slammed the door behind him.
Mark was going to be a pest. He could already tell. Mark had seen Carolyn, and now he would probably not want anyone else but her.
Well, he wasn't going to get her. That much was certain. Carolyn belonged to himself, and no one would ever touch her.
He opened the door to her room and looked longingly at her. Perhaps if he just touched her. She wouldn't awaken, and he could just touch her skin to find out how soft and delicate she really was.
"Is that you Owen?" she asked softly, still half asleep.
"It's me, Frank. Frank Taylor. I just wanted to see if you were all right."
So there was someone in her life. That could complicate things. Whoever this Owen was, Frank already hated him.
"Oh." Carolyn seemed somewhat startled. She opened her eyes wide, and for a moment became frightened.
"Where am I?" she asked in near panic.
"It's okay baby. You're with me. Just relax. Here. Have another drink."
He handed her the remains of her last drink, which she gulped down, thinking that it was simply coke.
"Thanks."
"You were talking in your sleep," he told her.
"I was?"
"Yes. You kept repeating 'Owen, Owen' over and over again."
"I did?" She looked alarmed.
"Who is Owen? Of course, I don't really mean to pry."
"Owen is my brother. I didn't know I talked about him in my sleep."
"But you did. Well, it doesn't matter."
"Oh, but it does. But I can't talk about it now. It's too painful."
"Well, when you are ready," Frank said soothingly.
Carolyn started to get up. She looked at her watch, and made as if she was going to leave.
"Oh, but you must stay," said Frank. You have no place to go. You can stay here until we get you a job. That way, you won't have to worry about running out of money."
"Gosh, that's awfully kind of you," said Carolyn, beginning to wonder if her strange feelings about Frank weren't false after all.
"Sure. I have a spare room for you, and you won't get in the way at all."
Carolyn hesitated. Though she kept protesting that she would be a burden on him, he knew that she would ultimately agree to his proposal. She really had no choice. Had she decided to leave anyway, he would have kept her there by force.
"Here, this is your room," he said, showing her to a well-kept bedroom. "It's pretty comfortable. I'm sure you'll like it."
"I really appreciate all you're doing for me," said Carolyn. "I hope that I'm going to be able to repay you for all of this."
"Don't you worry your pretty head about it for one moment," said Frank. "Don't even think about repaying me."
Carolyn was beginning to feel comfortable with Frank. He was perhaps a really decent sort of fellow, and her sense of unease had probably been due to her apprehension at being in a new and big city.
Frank carried her suitcase into her new bedroom and sat down with her on her bed.
The more he gazed at her, the more he knew he had to possess her. Even if she was a virgin, she would simply have to give in to him. She would have no choice in the matter.
He put his arm on her shoulder, hoping that she would respond warmly to his gesture.
But she didn't encourage him, and, in fact, started to move away.
Frank realized that just being nice to her was not going to make her jump into bed with him, and he figured it was time to become a bit more demanding.
He took the precaution of locking the door, so she could not make a quick escape. His facade of gentility was beginning to peel away.
"I think I'd like to go wash my face now," she said, in an effort to keep their distance.
"That can wait. I want you to tell me why you are here and what sort of job you are looking for."
"Uh, well," she said slowly, "I guess I just wanted to leave Oceanview to find a change of atmosphere."
"Good. You'll find a change here all right." He made a second attempt to touch her on the shoulder, and this time she moved away more quickly.
"Hey, what's your rush?" he asked sharply. "Don't try to pull away from me while I'm being all friendly-like to you."
"Oh, sorry," she said, a bit confused at his change of attitude.
"It's not nice to be unfriendly when I'm trying to be real nice to you."
This time he clamped his hand on her shoulder, and wouldn't let go.
She realized that the pressure on her was quite strong, and when she felt his hand slowly moving down from her shoulder to her breasts, she felt her body becoming rigid and tense.
"Hey, baby, just relax," he said. "No one is going to hurt you. Just relax and you'll feel just fine."
"Uh, look Mr. Taylor, I mean Frank. I'm a bit tired now. I really would like to go to the bathroom."
"Just relax, baby. Here. Take a whiff of this. This will make you feel really nice and happy inside."
He pulled out a small vial from his pocket, unscrewed the top and held it to her nose.
She inhaled only slightly, and then reeled back against the bed.
She started to gasp for breath, and then, with her heart pounding wildly, she felt Frank beginning to climb on top of her.
"It's great stuff baby! It's called poppers. Amyl nitrate, baby! It's going to send you into orbit!"
Whatever it was doing to her, it was making Frank wild with lust. One whiff of amyl nitrate could make his prick stand up straight no matter where he was.
Frank pressed his crotch up against Carolyn's belly. "Feel that baby! Come on, feel it! Ahh, it feels great, doesn't it?"
He immediately put the inhaler up against Carolyn's nose again, and forced her to breathe in the fumes.
She started to feel a great sensation of previously unknown pleasure overtake her, and though she still tried to resist Frank's advances, her will to resist got weaker and weaker.
She could feel his stiff member pressing though his pants against her body. It seemed as if his cock was so big and hard, that it could rip right through her.
"Touch it, baby!" he cried. "Come on, give me your hand and touch it!"
He took hold of her arm and pressed her hand against his fly. She gasped. She began to want to touch his prick over and over.
"Yeah, baby, I knew you'd like it. Here, have another whiff."
This time, Carolyn greedily inhaled the amyl nitrate. This particular chemical always had that reaction on the girls Frank attempted to seduce.
Though he tried at first to seduce them by charming the panties off them, when that failed, he brought out the poppers, and even against their will, they wanted to make love to him.
Carolyn was no exception, and she felt the vapors overtaking her. She now wanted to have his meat inside her. She didn't care about anything else in the whole world. She wanted Frank to fuck her.
His prick pressed out as hard as it could. She began to rub his trousers, feeling every inch of his thick and long dick.
"I want it! Ohhh! I want it!" she panted. Frank smiled. He had her where he wanted her. She loved cock. The amyl nitrate was like a truth serum. She loved cock, and that was going to be his weapon against her.
"Give it to me!" she wailed. "Ohhhh! I want this! I want it!"
He took her hand and placed it on his zipper. "Go on and get it, baby! It's inside. You know where it is! Open up my pants and you'll find what you're looking for!" She quickly pulled down his zipper. As soon as she did so, she reached in and started to feel that warm piece of flesh she had begun to rave.
"Rub it hard, baby! Come on, rub my fucking dick hard! Ahh, that's it! Come on, baby, touch my fucking cock!"
His penis poked out of his trousers and she rubbed the palms of her hands against it. She could feel the blood pounding and racing through his meat.
He took her hand and placed it on his balls. Though she loved that cock, it was obvious to him that she was a novice at sex. She didn't quite know what to do with his prick and balls.
"Now rub it up and down, baby!" he told her. "Rub it all over."
She began to masturbate him. His balls swung wildly in the air as she rubbed his spear harder and harder.
Frank had to slow her down. After all, he didn't want to shoot his semen all over her. He wanted to plunge his prick deep within what he knew was her golden pussy.
He put the amyl nitrate to her nose once again, making sure that the potent vapors always were having their effect on her.
His cock head was purplish red, and it kept bobbing up and down.
Now he started to undo the top of her yellow dress. She was wearing a bra, which he easily managed to remove.
Her breasts were like ripe melons. They were soft, succulent, and juicy.
His hands gently massaged her orbs, rubbing his palms against her nipples, feeling them becoming as hard and as stiff as his cock.
She groaned with pleasure as she felt her tits being caressed. "I want it!" she whispered. "Oh, please, I want it!"
Frank smiled. He never thought that she would become so willing after she inhaled the amyl nitrate. Some girls still tried to fight a losing battle with the poppers, but Carolyn had gone all the way. She wanted to be fucked now as much as Frank wanted to fuck her.
The top of her dress was down, and Frank bent over and began to kiss her golden brown nipples.
They were so sweet to his tongue, that he started to cover them with his saliva.
He buried his head against her boobs, and rubbed them with his hands against his lips.
All the while, she was manipulating his penis. It felt good to be handled by a young girl, and he wished that he could sustain this position for hours.
He knew, however, that if she massaged his dong too long, he would erupt with a thick stream of come shooting out of his cock. His balls sent him a signal that they were ready to shoot, and he had to pull away from her touch so he could save his jism for her pussy.
He now started to lick her belly. He was working his way down her vagina, and as he approached that area, he could already smell the delicious female aroma that was emanating from her twat.
He unbuttoned the few buttons that were keeping her dress in place, and as he pulled her garment off her body, she started to twist and writhe on the bed.
When he finally removed her dress entirely, all she had left on was a pair of panties, that were totally and thoroughly wet.
Her cunt juices had already started to flow violently. Just to make sure that she would in no way weaken, he held the inhaler to her nose once again.
This time, the effect was double what it had been before.
Frank had wanted to slowly remove her panties with his mouth, licking at her oozing vaginal creams as he did so.
But she was too far ahead of him. She pulled down her panties quickly, and pressed her hands against her golden nest.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned as she writhed all over the bed. "Ohhhh! I want it! I want it!" She started to slide her fingers into her cunt, and Frank saw her clitoris as she separated the flaps of her pussy.
He slowly put a finger inside her hole, and realized that she was no virgin. He was a bit disappointed at discovering that he would not be the first guy to slide his penis into her, but at least he was sure the pleasure would still be considerable.
"I want it!" she moaned again. She wasn't looking at him, but rather at the ceiling, her eyes rolling back and forth in anticipation of wild pleasure.
"Oh, baby, you want this piece of meat?" he asked, holding his cock in his hand.
"Yes! Yes!" she squealed. "Oh, please let me have it! I want it! Oh, please! Please!"
He started to rub his penis up and down in front of her. She tried to grab it, but he pulled away from her before she could get to it.
His balls were bouncing around right near her face, but she couldn't get close to it.
"It's here for you baby!" he cried, still pulling on his shaft. "Do you still want it?"
"Yes! Yes!" she cried, starting to plunge her fingers into her hole deeper and deeper.
"Where do you want this piece of meat?" he teased.
"In my cunt! In my cunt! Oh, please fuck me! I want it! Please fuck me! Ohhhh! Ohhh!" Slowly, he repositioned his body so that his cock was now poised right up above her vagina. He still hesitated before sliding his dick into her hole so as to make her beg even harder for it.
He gave her another whiff of the poppers. She screamed to be fucked and started to try to pull his cock into her slit.
"Let's see you fuck yourself first," he said. "Shove those fingers all the way up your fucking cunt! Come on, baby, fingerfuck yourself really hard!"
She smashed her fingers all the way inside her slit. He could see her cunt glistening as the juices reflected the light.
"Okay baby, now you are going to get it. Spread your legs baby! My cock is going to smash right through you!"
She pushed her cunt towards him and met his dick as he started to slide it into her.
He could feel her wet cunt lips as he parted them with his long arrow.
Her cunt walls closed in around his organ as he plunged deeper and deeper into her hole.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried. "Fuck me really hard! Fuck me hard! Ohhh! Ohhhh!"
His penis was now all the way into her slit, and he started to pump in and out, causing her to scream in ecstasy.
She could feel his balls slapping and hitting against her pussy. She kept twisting and thrashing about, rubbing his balls with her hands and desperately trying to open her cunt up even more for his long and thick meat.
His body pumped rapidly. She felt every inch of his dick as he rammed her hole faster and faster. She begged for him to do it even harder, and he went wild, smashing and pounding his cock into her as hard and as far as it would go.
Frank had gone so wild, he hardly noticed what she had called him. But he didn't care, because his penis was just on the verge of shooting.
"Get fucked, baby!" he shouted. "Get fucked fucking hard!"
His balls danced wildly in the air as his shaft plunged all the way in and then out of her oozing vagina.
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna shoot you full of come! Get fucked! Oh, baby, I'm coming! Ohhhh! I'm coming! I'M COMING!!!!"
He screamed as his penis erupted and sent forth huge jets of creamy semen. The spurts of jism shot into her vagina, and she could feel that hot juice penetrating her hole.
They rolled and twisted about on the bed, his cock still shooting hot liquid into her craving cunt hole.
Some of his sperm leaked out of her cunt, and began to flow down her side.
She scooped up the jism with her fingers, and then licked those fingers.
"More!" she panted. "Oh, please I want more! I want you to fuck me again, Owen. Fuck me! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
Frank lay on top of her, his cock still inserted into her cunt, and looked fondly at her.
She began to relax slowly. The amyl nitrate was beginning to wear off, and she finally was able to regain control of herself.
"Why did you call me Owen?" he asked gently.
"I called you Owen?"
"Sure. You said before that was your brother's name."
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, no, I can't tell you. I can't talk about it. Oh, please let me go home."
"Carolyn baby, come on. Don't be afraid of me. Didn't you enjoy it?"
"No. Yes. I mean no. Yes, I enjoyed it. I'm so confused. Please let me go home."
"You look upset. Does it have to do with Owen? Did your brother fuck you?"
Carolyn looked as if she was about to cry. Frank began to feel really sorry for her. She was such a lovely girl. Up until now, he had wanted her just to fuck her, but now he was actually beginning to like her, if not love her. Frank was not capable of real love.
"I don't want to talk about it," said Carolyn. I just want to go home."
"You can't go home now," he said, perhaps a bit too sharply.
"But I must."
"No. You are here to find a job, and I'm here to help you. Don't worry about a thing, Carolyn. In no time at all, we'll have you on your way towards a really exciting career.
She was silent for a time. It looked as if she was about to drift off to sleep, but she kept reopening her eyes and looking around her as if to discover where she was.
"Who was that man who came in to look at me?" she finally asked.
"What man?"
"The guy who was here before."
"I'm the only one who was here," said Frank. Then he remembered Mark. "Oh, just a friend. I know who you mean."
"I thought it was Owen," she replied.
"I thought you were asleep."
"I was, but Owen, I mean that guy woke me up."
"You know, you have got to tell me about you and Owen."
"No. Please don't ask me again. Please don't. I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay. I won't ask you again." Frank had no intention of keeping his promise. It sounded like it might make an interesting story, and it would also be something that he could use against her in case she wanted to run away from him.
And Carolyn's running away was something that he would never tolerate. She had really turned him on in a way that no other girl had ever done, and he would never give her up.
"I want to go to sleep now," she said. "Please let me sleep."
"Very well," said Frank. He kissed her on the lips and then left her on the bed as he got up and straightened himself out.
He had a good deal of work to do. Now that he had fucked Carolyn, he could devote his attention to the other girls who were still waiting for "jobs."
There was no question about it now. Carolyn was his, and no one, not even Mark would ever be able to steal her away from him. Carolyn was his own sex slave.
CHAPTER THREE
He sat at his desk for a long time, sorting out the mail. There were pictures of girls who were too ugly to even reply to, and pictures of girls whom he knew he would only want to fuck once and then forget about.
But the most immediate problem was his associate Mark Hudson. In a rash moment, in an effort to get Mark out of his house, he agreed to give him Carolyn if he didn't have a girl for Mark by the end of the week.
Now he was determined that no one would ever get Carolyn, not even Mark, but Mark was also a determined sort, and there would be trouble brewing if he didn't find someone for Mark right away.
He looked over the latest answers to his ad, and picked out several. He would contact those girls who lived in the area, and would then meet them and "interview" them.
The one who was the most attractive was Mary Gregg, who lived at the other side of Center City.
Rather than waste time on a letter, he used the telephone to contact her.
At first, he thought that she lived with her parents, but when someone at the other end answered his call, he realized that she was living in a commune with several other guys and girls.
"May I speak to Mary Gregg?" asked Frank in as businesslike a tone as he could.
"Yeah, hold on a sec," was the reply. "Who is this, by the way?"
So the guy wouldn't be jealous, Frank told him that he was handling Mary's job application.
That produced a roar of laughter. "Mary's looking for a job? That's a new one! That old slut is gonna find a job? Ha!"
Frank patiently waited for Mary to come to the telephone.
He asked to meet Mary right away, as he thought he would have something for her of interest.
At first she didn't know who he was, but when he explained that he was the one who had put the ad in 'The Way It Is" newspaper, she immediately agreed to meet him.
It was obvious that she wanted to get out of her domestic situation, and even while. Frank was talking to Mary, he heard the jeers of the guys in the background saying things like, "So where are you gonna get cock if you get a job?" And, "Hey, Mary, what are we gonna do without your pussy?"
Mary ignored them, but Frank was pleased. She wouldn't take much convincing to go off with Mark, and that would solve a major headache for him.
He gave Mary his address, and she promised to be there in an hour. Frank quickly showered. He wanted to appear at his best when Mary showed up.
Frank made the decision to break one of his rules. He made it a point never to send out a girl without sampling her wares first. No girl could get a "job" without Frank first fucking her.
But Carolyn was there now, and he didn't much feel like fucking anyone else. He wanted to save all his strength for that girl.
Mary arrived on time, and Frank was pleased with her appearance. She was every bit as lovely as her photograph, and he asked her some routine questions about being able to get away for a long time and finding out as discreetly as he could just who would be looking after her if she disappeared for a while.
She answered the questions to Frank's great satisfaction, and then asked her to wait while he made a phone call.
"Hey, Mark, baby, I've got one for you. She's a bundle of dynamite and she's going to be a real turnon for you."
Mark sounded pleased. Frank didn't say that he had sex with her. He would have lied if he had to, but Mark assumed that if Frank found her satisfactory, so would he. Frank had the reputation of never sending anyone out unless the girls' pussies pleased him.
He gave Mary Mark's address, and sent her on his way. He was sure that Mark would want to keep her.
Frank went back to look in on Carolyn. He made a bit of noise entering the room, and she awoke with a start.
"Owen! Is that you, Owen?"
"Okay, baby," said Frank as he sat down next to her on the bed. "I think it's time that you told me all about Owen."
"No," she protested, "I can't. Please don't ask me about him."
"I'm going to ask you about him, and you are going to tell me about him."
Carolyn started to object, and he put his hand over her mouth.
"Now I don't want no trouble from you, sister. You obviously have the hots for your brother, and that sort of turns me on. Now don't let me start getting ugly. Tell me about Owen. Did your brother fuck you?"
Carolyn was beginning to get a clearer idea of the man who had promised her a job. She knew she would have to get away from him, and she figured that she would have to catch him off guard. The way to do that would be to give in to him until he relaxed and let her out of his sight.
Carolyn realized that her door was locked. She could even go to the bathroom only when he gave her permission to do so. Her first instincts about this guy had been right all along.
"Well? Tell me about Owen. You started to get me all hot and bothered about it, and you don't want me to get all frustrated now, do you?"
"No," said Carolyn, who really didn't give a damn. "No, I'll tell you."
"And it better be good. I know you have a thing for your brother. There's nothing like. a little bit of sisterly love, is there?"
"It's going to be very difficult," she said, "so you'll have to be patient with me."
"Honey, I've got all the time in the world. I'm dying to hear about what you and Owen did together. Look at this? This is how much I want to hear about Owen and you."
Frank put her hand on his crotch. He had a hardon again, and Carolyn realized that she was going to have to do some fast thinking if she didn't want this guy to fuck her again. She figured she would talk for a long as she could, and then make a dash for it. If she left her luggage behind, well, at least she would be escaping with her life.
"Now you keep your hand on my cock all the time," said Frank. "If you feel that my prick is getting soft, why then it means that you aren't telling me the truth about what you and your brother did. As long as I have a hardon, I'll know you are telling me the truth."
He made sure she touched his penis all the while, and that in itself, was almost enough to make him come in his pants.
* * *
Well, it really didn't start with Owen. It started about a month ago when I had just gotten home from school.
Usually no one is home at three when I get out. My parents both work, and Owen has a job that keeps him away from the house most of the time.
I walked in the door and headed straight for the refrigerator, as is usual. I always have a sandwich when I get home.
I started to get out the tuna fish, when I heard a noise. I was startled, because I thought I was alone.
"Who is that?" I asked in fear.
"Who do you think?" was the reply. There was no mistaking that voice. It was my father's and he sounded drunk.
"Oh, Daddy. What are you doing home?"
"Jerking off, what do you think."
"Daddy, don't talk like that," I said. "How come you're not at work?"
"Because I got laid off, that's why," he answered.
I was shocked. "But how could they do that to you?"
"Because they are mean sons of bitches, that's how."
"Oh, Daddy, I'm so sorry." By now, he had come out of the bedroom, and it was obvious from the way he walked and the way his breath smelled that he had been drinking quite a lot.
"Yeah, I bet you're sorry," he sneered. "Come here and tell your old man how sorry you really are."
"I am sorry, Daddy," I said. "I'm sure we'll manage though. Mother is working, and Owen is working and we'll get by. You'll get another job soon, I know it."
"But you're not working," said my father. "Why don't you get a job?"
"Daddy, I'm still in school. I'll get a job when I graduate."
"You ought to work now," he said. There was something in the way he spoke that gave me the shivers.
"Daddy, I'm not trained for anything. I couldn't get a job even if I wanted to."
"You don't have to be trained for the kind of job I want you to get. You've got all the training you need."
"Daddy, what are you talking about?"
"Here! This is all you need to start working!" I was shocked when he put his hand between my legs. I shouted at him but he threw me onto the floor.
Before I knew what was happening, he was on top of me, struggling to get my blouse off.
"Come on, baby, show me how sorry you are that I got fired. I'm gonna fuck you, Carolyn. My dick is gonna ram right up your fucking hot pussy hole!"
"No, Daddy, no!" I screamed. He tried to rip my skirt off, but he was too drunk to be coordinated. He did manage to get his hands on my tits, and then he quickly unzipped his fly.
I saw my father take out his prick and balls and he started to jerk off, desperately trying to get my skirt and panties off. '
"I want to fuck you!" he shouted over and over. "Come here and let my dick slide up your fucking hot hole!"
I tried to get away, but he was too strong for me. He pressed his penis against me and rubbed and rubbed.
I could feel his cock pulsating and throbbing. I was terrified, because I had never seen an erect penis before.
He kept rubbing his meat against my body, and forced me to rub my hands against his balls.
I refused to look at what he was doing, and kept my eyes shut at all times.
Finally, he started to groan and pant, and I suddenly felt something warm and wet hitting me all over.
I opened my eyes, and saw that some milky fluid was pouring out of my father's prick and landing all over me.
He screamed wildly, and made me rub that liquid all over my face.
"Next time it will shoot into your cunt," he said gleefully. "Next time I am really going to fuck you, baby."
I was so terrified I didn't know what to do next. I managed to get away from him at last, and ran into my room.
I could still hear him laughing wildly. I had never been so humiliated in all my life.
I said nothing about this to anyone. It was too embarrassing to talk about it even to my closest friends or my mother. I was afraid that everyone would laugh at me.
Days passed and my father said nothing to me, but kept looking at me strangely. I knew that it wasn't my imagination, because I saw him lick his lips several times as I went by.
I became more and more nervous and didn't want to be in the same house as my father, but I simply had no place else to go.
My brother Owen had noticed that there was something bothering me, but when he would ask me what was wrong, I merely said I was tired or didn't feel well.
It was just the other night, that my father came into my room and told me that he was now ready for me.
The rest of the family was out, and I had almost forgotten his previous threat to fuck me.
"Okay baby," he said with a leer, "I've been waiting for this moment for a very long time."
"What are you talking about, Daddy?" I asked.
"This," he said, and he started to pat his crotch. I turned away from him and he began to approach me.
"Get away! Get away!" I screamed. I was so terrified, I didn't know what to do or where to turn. All I could think of was that I wanted to kill my father.
"Come on, Carolyn baby! Relax! I'm going to make you feel good! Oh, you are going to feel really good and hot!"
He unzipped his pants and took out his cock. I couldn't look at it. He tried to force me to touch his prick with my mouth, but I simply refused.
"Hey, don't get so uppity with your father!" He grabbed my arm and pressed it against his balls. I screamed and screamed and screamed.
I think I must have frightened him, because when I looked up, he was gone.
I started to cry. I don't know how long I was crying, but when I turned around, I saw a figure standing over me, and I started to scream again.
"Hey, Carolyn, what's wrong?"
I looked closely, and realized that it was not my father, but my brother Owen.
"Oh, Owen, I'm so glad to see you!" I put my arms around my brother and hugged him really tight.
"What happened?" he asked me. "You look as if you've seen a ghost."
"Worse," I said.
"Well, what's wrong? What did you see?"
"I don't want to talk about it," I said. "I can't. It's too painful."
"If you don't talk about it now, it will only get worse and worse. Please tell me. I'm your brother. I can help you."
I realized that he was right, and that I should tell him everything. "It involves Daddy. I don't want him to hear me."
"He's gone. When I was coming home, he just got into the car and zoomed away. I don't know what's wrong with him either."
"Well, he tried to rape me."
"WHAT!!"
"Yes. Daddy tried to rape me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. He tried once before, but I was too terrified to tell anyone about it. But tonight, he came into my room and wanted me to kiss his cock."
"I don't believe it! Oh, I don't mean that I think you're lying, but that's just incredible! He actually wanted you to kiss his prick?"
"Yes. He tried to press his balls against my body. His cock was standing straight up, and it looked as if he was going to stick it into me."
"What happened?"
"I started to scream. I guess I frightened him away. I hope he never comes back. At least he didn't do this time what he did last time."
"What was that?"
"Last time he actually made that cream come out of his prick and forced me to rub it into my body. I thought it was disgusting."
"It certainly is disgusting what a man can do to his own daughter."
"But that cream was disgusting too. I think all cocks are ugly and disgusting and they do disgusting things."
"Well, Carolyn, you've had a bad shock and fright, but that doesn't mean that all cocks are disgusting. Not all men are like that, you know."
"Oh, they are! All their cocks are disgusting. I hate men! I hate men because they have cocks that shoot horrid cream!"
Owen started to laugh, and that just infuriated me. "What are you laughing at?" I demanded to know.
"I think you're being silly," he said. "It's not the guy or the cock that's disgusting. It's what a guy does with it when the girl doesn't want him to that is."
"No. That's not true."
"Most girls find that cocks give them pleasure. They enjoy it when a guy fucks them, but only if it is done with love."
"That's impossible. How can a cock give a girl pleasure?"
"Well, I take it you've never been fucked?"
"No. Daddy wanted to, but I wouldn't let him do it."
"Good for you. Well, if you had wanted it, then his penis would have made you feel really good when he slid it up your vagina."
"Is that what he wanted to do?"
"Oh, come on, Carolyn. Don't tell me you don't know about things like that?"
"Well, how could I know. No one ever told me these things."
"Would you want me to tell you?"
"You wouldn't lie to me, would you?"
"No, of course not. "
"But how could you prove that a cock inside my vagina would give me pleasure? Just because it says so in the books doesn't make it so."
"No, but the day will come when you will meet a guy you like and you'll let him fuck you. You'll see how much pleasure it can give you."
"The only guy I like is you, Owen. Does that mean that if you fucked me, you'd give me pleasure?"
"Carolyn, I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm your brother."
"So? You have a cock. If you're a man you must have one. And if you said that when a girl likes a guy his cock would give her pleasure, then I don't see why you can't fuck me."
"Carolyn, it just isn't done. The guy who is going to fuck you for the first time, should be a boyfriend."
"You always said that you would be my boyfriend, Owen. Do you mean that you lied to me?"
"No, I meant a different kind of boyfriend."
"Okay. If you don't want to, I don't mind. Just don't ever tell me anything when you don't mean it. That's what I mean about men. They always lie."
"Carolyn, it wouldn't be right."
"Why not? You said it would give me pleasure. All I've gotten lately from anyone has been pain."
Owen started to turn away. He looked as if he couldn't make up his mind as to what to do.
"Come on, Owen. At least prove to me that not all guys are disgusting. I won't believe it until you can prove that to me."
"Carolyn, you're making things very difficult for me." When he turned around again, I could see that there was a bulge in the front of his pants just like Daddy had.
"I want this," I said, putting my hand up on his fly. He moved away quickly, but I really wanted to see if he was telling me the truth or not.
His prick felt larger than my father's cock. I thought that perhaps it was because he was a younger guy or something, but when I told him that, he only turned red.
"I don't think we should get started like this," he said. "You might be sorry."
"You mean you'll hurt me like Daddy?"
"No, it's just that if you keep touching me there, I won't be able to stop and you'll discover that my penis shoots out liquid just like Father's cock does."
"I don't care!" I was becoming quite insistent. He had convinced me that a cock was supposed to give a girl pleasure, and I figured that I might like it better than chocolate ice cream.
I continued to touch that bulge. My brother's dick was getting harder and harder, and I started to press it with the palm of my hand.
That apparently made him really excited, because the next thing he did was to take my hand and use it to pull down his fly.
"We really shouldn't be doing this," he mumbled, but I didn't care. I wanted it, and could see no reason why we shouldn't.
His cock shot out of his pants as soon as I lowered the zipper.
I gasped. It was huge and looked just like my father's dick. His balls were bigger, though, and I wondered why two guys' cocks look like they are of different sizes.
I started to rub my hands against his balls. He just leaned back and sighed. I guess it must have made him feel really good.
"Do you like what I am doing?" I asked. I really wanted him to enjoy it.
"Oh, yes, oh, yes!" he said. "Do it harder! Oh, that makes me feel so hot!"
I rubbed his balls over and over again, and he finally started to put his hands on my body.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I want to touch your tits, Carolyn. I want to rub my fingers all over your tits and your nipples."
I let him reach inside my clothing and when he started to massage my breasts, I felt a really strange sensation course through my body.
"Ohh, that does feel good," I said. "I like that. Is that what is meant by fucking?"
He laughed. "No, Carolyn. But that is what you do before you actually fuck. It feels nice to me too to touch your tits."
He continued to rub his hands all over my tits, and that seemed to make his penis even stiffer.
Owen began to run his fingers all over my body. He started to reach down inside my panties, and I let him, because I started to feel all itchy down there.
"Oh, Carolyn, your pussy is so soft and delicate," he told me. "Let me touch your pussy from the inside!"
He removed my panties, and then rubbed his hands all over my cunt hairs. I felt good, and realized that he had been telling me the truth about what a guy and girl do.
"This feels so good," he said as he pushed me back so that he could climb on top of me.
His dick was poised right up above my cunt, and I knew now that he was going to put his cock inside my vagina.
"Just relax baby," he said as he started to push his penis into my hole. "This is going to make you feel really good inside."
The vein in his long spear was very visible, and I wondered how that thing was going to make me feel good, but I figured that if Owen said it, it must be so.
I could feel the pressure of his prick trying to enter my cunt, and as he started to penetrate me, I felt the beginnings of some pain.
At first, I didn't believe it, because he had told me that it would be pleasurable, but when the pain got greater and greater, I begged Owen to stop and take his cock out of my slit.
"Wait! Wait!" he said. He was refusing to listen to me.
"Take it out! Please! It hurts! Owww! It hurts! You promised! You said it would make me feel good!"
"It will, baby, just give me time!"
He then started to withdraw his penis, and I thought he finally was going to stop. But instead of stopping, he quickly rammed my cunt again with his dick and forced himself all the way up my hole.
I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Owww! Owww! You're hurting me! Owwww!"
It was a good thing that I didn't look down at that moment, because I would have seen blood.
As it was, as soon as the pain reached its height, it subsided immediately, and I began to feel the pleasure that he had promised me, but had so far been denied to me.
"Ohh, that's good now!" I moaned. "That does feel so good now!"
"Yes, it's good for both of us!" he said, as he began to press harder and deeper into my hole.
I could feel his penis pounding in and out of my vagina, and I put my arms around his ass to force him into me even more.
His balls were beginning to slap against my pussy, and I felt as if I wanted to take his balls in my hole at the same time as his shaft.
He started to scream, and for a moment, I thought that I was hurting him, but he was only crying out with pleasure.
I hadn't realized that a guy could feel so good while his cock was inside a girl's vagina.
But the more that Owen fucked me, the better I felt.
He started to grab hold of my tits really hard, and he squeezed them with all his might.
At first, I thought that too would hurt me, but I was wrong. The more he squeezed, the more I wanted him to squeeze.
I started to feel my cunt juices flowing out of my hole. His cock was well lubricated, and it pumped in and out of, my slit, driving itself in deeper with every thrust.
I felt myself sinking deeper and deeper into a well of pleasure. I was being fucked by my own brother whose cock was pounding pleasure into my body.
"Fuck me!" I cried. It felt so good. I had never felt such pleasure before.
His dick rammed even harder into me. All I could think of was that I wanted Owen to fuck me all the time. I knew that nothing else would matter to me but my brother's cock and balls.
His balls shook furiously as he started to groan louder. He started to bite me on the lip, and even though there was pleasure in that, he bit so hard that my lip started to bleed.
"Oh, Carolyn baby, I'm going to come! I'm going to fill you up, baby! Get fucked, Carolyn. You are sure going to get fucked!" He smashed his cock all the way into me, and then cried out loud as I felt the liquid pouring into me.
My pussy juices flowed faster than ever as his semen spurted into my slit. I held onto him really tightly and tried to capture every inch of his spurting meat.
His balls became covered with a mixture of my pussy juices and his semen. We rolled over and over, his cock still inside me, and I wished that this moment would never end.
But Owen began to remove his penis from my hole after the last drops of sperm had oozed from the slit at the top of his dick.
"Please don't," I begged. "I want you to keep your cock inside of me all the time."
"Carolyn, I'm sorry," he said.
"Sorry? For what? I loved it. You were right. Your cock wasn't disgusting at all. It was wonderful!"
"Look, I'm really sorry for fucking you. I shouldn't have done it. You were a virgin, and now you're not. I didn't mean to spoil things for you."
"Spoil what? Owen, I loved it. I was afraid of men before, but now I'm not."
"It's just that I got carried away. I would never have fucked you if I had known that you were a virgin."
I couldn't believe the change in Owen. He could hardly look at me. He took his cock out of my vagina, and then turned away from me as he got dressed and zipped up his fly. It was as if he was completely embarrassed about my having even seen his dick.
"Owen, come back! I want you! I want you to fuck me again and again! It was wonderful, Owen. Please fuck me again!"
But Owen wouldn't even look at me. All he said was that he was sorry and it was wrong.
I couldn't believe it. He had made me feel so good and now it was all over.
He left the house after writing a note for me. In the note, he said that what he did was wrong, and that he hoped I would someday forgive him for what he did.
He didn't come back that night, and when my parents asked me about it, I said that I didn't know where he had gone.
I was really upset, and I received a telephone call from some woman who said that Owen had apologized again for what she didn't know, but that he couldn't ever see me again.
That's when I knew I had to leave home and travel. I couldn't bear to be in that same house where I had felt so much pleasure, and was never again to feel my brother's cock inside my cunt.
When I saw your ad, I immediately contacted you. I wanted to be away from my entire family. I miss Owen too much to be able to live there without him.
* * *
During the telling of her story, Frank had made sure that her hand continued to rest upon his crotch.
It had really turned him on, and she had started to rub his penis which had remained quite hard.
"I guess you were telling me the truth," he said to her. "My dick is really hard."
Carolyn was silent. After talking about her brother, she simply couldn't bear to have sex with this guy. Frank was turning out to be what she had always thought all men were like, and after she expressed her love for her brother, to let Frank's dick into her was simply unthinkable.
"I'd like another coke," she said, getting up and heading towards the door.
"Don't you leave this room," Frank ordered. "I'll get it for you."
He didn't really need to yell at her, since the door was locked, but he wanted to instill a sense of fear in her so she wouldn't ever try to escape.
Frank got up, his prick still causing a bulge in the front of his pants and went down to the refrigerator.
There was no coke left. She had consumed it all.
"Sorry," he said when he returned. "I'll get some for you tomorrow."
"I wanted it now," she said. "Perhaps I can go to the market to get it."
Frank laughed. "You aren't going anywhere, young lady. You are going to stay right here until I have had my fill of you."
"You mean I'm going to be held prisoner here?"
"Call it what you like, sister, you aren't going to make one move until I say so. Got that?" Carolyn said nothing. She would have to get away from this guy at all costs. He was obviously not going to get her that job in Paris that she had been sure she would get from him.
Frank was really horny, but he didn't want to try to fuck her right at this moment. She would have to be softened up a bit or her pussy juices wouldn't flow properly. There was nothing pleasurable about fucking a dry cunt hole.
Frank left Carolyn locked up in her room, and went back to his desk. He thought of jerking off, thinking of Carolyn, but decided to try to get some poppers to her. They worked before. She had turned into one screaming and juicy slut.
Unfortunately, he was all out of amyl nitrate, and he would have to go to his supplier for some additional capsules.
He would do so, he told himself, right after he set up some additional appointments with several of the girls who had recently sent in responses to the ad. If he didn't get a girl for Mark quickly, he would come and take Carolyn away from him.
Frank hoped that the girl he sent Mark would be satisfactory. Though he hadn't fucked her, he took a chance that she would be juicy enough for him. He knew, however, that he would have to interview other girls just in case.
If Mary turned out not to be a good lay, then Frank could really be in trouble.
CHAPTER FOUR
Just as Frank was about to telephone one of the other girls, the phone rang. It was Mark.
"Hi, babe, how's your ass?" Frank was trying to be friendly, hoping that Mark would be in a good mood. He was overly optimistic.
"All right, where did you get this one from?"
"Who?"
"The dud you sent me."
"You mean Mary?"
"Yeah, I mean Mary."
"You mean you don't like her?"
"I mean just that. Christ, Frank, how could you have sent her to me? She doesn't even suck cock."
Frank suddenly realized that he neglected to find out that vital statistic. Mark was one of those guys who likes blowjobs as much as he does fucking, and any girl who won't eat his meat is useless to him.
He had been in such a hurry to .send someone to Mark that he never found out. Usually, he would fuck a girl and then casually talk about sex, finding out all the things that she liked and didn't like.
Mark was furious. "I am going to take Carolyn away from you, kid, if you don't come up with someone fucking fast. Now you owe me one broad, and I want one who can suck good cock!"
Frank didn't have much time left. He would have to find someone for Mark in a couple of days, and that wasn't going to be easy.
"Are you sure about Mary?" he asked Mark. "Sure? Of course I'm sure. I even drugged her and plied her with alcohol. She screamed and begged to be fucked, but she wouldn't even look at my prick when I pushed it in front of her face."
"Well, is she a good lay? Or do you just want someone who sucks cock?"
"I want someone who does everything. That was the deal we made Frank. I paid you five hundred fucking dollars for this broad, and I want someone who will do as I tell her."
"If you force her, I'm sure she'll come around," said Frank.
"I want someone who wants to do it. I don't want to force them to suck me off. That's your method of operating Frank, not mine."
"Okay, okay, I'll have someone for you."
"You better. If you don't, I'll take Carolyn. And you won't be able to stop me."
Mark slammed down the phone. Frank started to panic. In all the years he had acted in this capacity, finding girls for men who would pay for them, he never once failed to satisfy his customers.
But now things were getting rough. He had paid so much attention to Carolyn, that he neglected his other work.
He thought perhaps he should let Mark have Carolyn, but then rejected that solution. He wanted her for himself. She was the only girl that had ever turned him on so much, and he would not let her go.
The demand for girls was increasing too. Several of them had run away, and he had to find replacements.
Usually, the way the men made sure the girls didn't run away was to supply them with drugs. They would then be afraid to leave because they would be afraid of not being able to get the drugs, and then also because they were told the police would be looking for them.
But lately, either the girls didn't care about the police, or found another source for getting drugs, but whatever the reason, more and more guys would find that their "girlfriends" never returned from the ladies' room.
Frank began to frantically call other girls. He managed to invite two of them over that afternoon, and hoped that somehow he could ascertain their sexual abilities without having to fuck them. He still wanted to save all his strength for Carolyn.
Amy Clermont was the first to show up. She was a redhead with freckles, and not at all like her picture. She was in fact rather ugly, and Frank tried to get rid of her right away.
"But I want a job," she protested. "I want to go away and have lots of fun."
"Sorry, you don't qualify," said Frank.
Amy was young, but she was determined. She immediately went over to Frank and started to toy with his zipper.
Quite unlike himself, he pushed her away, and told her that he wasn't interested in "that sort of thing." He told her that his was a respectable business and that she could not get a job from him even if she were to "put out."
Amy tried everything she could to get Frank interested in her, but he simply didn't have time for her.
Normally, he would fuck her and then tell her to get lost, but he was in a hurry and had no time for playing around.
Amy finally left, after feeling quite rejected. Frank waited for the next one to arrive.
Janie Wells wrote in her letter that she was seventeen, and her picture indicated that she could possibly be that age, but as soon as she walked in the door, Frank realized that she was only fifteen.
He knew Mark would be pleased. Mark liked young pussy, and Janie was about as young as he could find.
As he was talking to Janie, he heard a banging from upstairs. Furious that Carolyn was interrupting him, he raced up the stairs and stormed into her room.
"You be quiet! Do you understand? If I hear another sound out of you, I'm going to beat the shit out of you!!"
Frank started to approach her menacingly. She knew she had better cool it. It was beginning to seem as if there would be no escape for her.
"Sorry, Janie. It was just the wind. I left a window open."
"Yeah, it looks like there's going to be a storm brewing."
Frank and Janie continued to talk, and the more he spoke to her, the more he began to like her.
Though she didn't turn him on as much as Carolyn did, there was a certain appeal in her dark complexion and compact appearance.
Janie was short, only about five feet tall, and her hair was cut in a page boy. She still looked quite feminine, and Frank's prick began to get hard even when he was just looking at her.
Janie noticed that there was a bulge in front of Frank's pants, and she licked her lips when she stared at it.
"Uh, what sort of job did you want?" he asked her, hoping that she would say something that he could latch onto as regards Mark.
"Oh, I don't care. Just something where there are lots of men and I can have lots of fun."
"Oh? What kind of fun?"
"The best kind."
"And what is that?"
"You know. I love to have fun in bed. And I also want to have fun out of bed. Especially with men."
"What kind of men do you especially like?"
Frank asked, hoping that her description would fit Mark.
"I don't care, so long as they have a really big cock. That's the kind of fun I want. I like men with a lot of meat."
As she said that, she licked her lips, and moved her legs back and forth in a very sensual motion.
Frank was getting hotter by the second. He was sure that Mark would like this one, and he was about to call Mark immediately.
He changed his mind, however, when Janie began to slightly undo the front of her blouse.
For a fifteen-year-old, she was very well developed, and her tits were like ripened melons.
His prick got stiffer and stiffer, and she must have noticed it, because she started to walk over to him and rub her body slightly against his.
"Mmm, this feels good," she said as she pressed her side against his fly.
Frank forgot about Carolyn for a moment and let Janie start to take his prick out.
"You like that? I bet you do! I know what I'm going to do to make you feel really good."
She unbuttoned her blouse and pressed her tits against his fly. He groaned with pleasure as he felt her hands pull down his zipper
"I want you to come all over my tits, big boy. I want to feel your hot come all over my body."
Frank was getting more and more excited, and was just about to start rubbing his meat against her tits when the telephone rang.
It was Mark again. "Well?"
"Oh, brother, have I got one for you!"
"I'm coming right over!" Frank started to protest, because he wanted to tit-fuck this girl, but Mark had already hung up.
"Damn!" Frank exclaimed.
"What's the matter, big boy? Trouble with your wife?"
"I'm not married. That was just a friend of mine."
"For a friend, your cock suddenly got soft. Well, let me get it hard again."
"Uh, no. Not now. Look, we have work to do. Someone is coming right over to interview you for a job."
Frank quickly zipped up his fly. He was annoyed, but felt that the sooner he could get Mark out of his hair, the better off he would be.
Mark rang the bell moments later. He entered to room to find Frank and Janie both talking quietly and sipping drinks.
"Hi. This is Janie Wells. Mark Hudson." They shook hands, and Frank was relieved that Mark seemed rather interested in her.
"Does she?"
"I'm sure of it," Frank answered, "but you interrupted my finding out for sure."
"Well, I'll take her to my place and we'll find out for sure. Her lips look like she does."
Sucking cock was what they were talking about, and Mark turned to Janie and told her that he would have to interview her in his place.
Janie looked at Mark up and down and agreed to go with him. Frank felt a great sense of relief overtake him.
As soon as Mark and Janie were out of the house, Frank went off to his buddy Steve to pick up some more amyl nitrate. He would need it with Carolyn, and he would need it quickly.
That incident with Janie had really made him horny, and he would force his cock into Carolyn if he had to.
By the time he got back with the amyl nitrate, it was quite late, and when he went to see how Carolyn was doing, he discovered that she was crying.
"Hey doll, what's wrong?" He expected her to say that she wanted to go home, which, of course, he wouldn't let her do, but all she wailed about was that she was hungry.
He knew better than to take her out to a restaurant, but he called the fanciest place in town and had them deliver two of their very best steaks.
She ate ravenously, and after dinner, she asked if she could watch television.
Frank agreed, though he stayed in the room where the TV was to make sure that she didn't try to run away.
After about an hour of watching television, Frank started to get horny. He brought out the amyl nitrate and offered it to Carolyn.
"No, I don't want it," she said.
"Here, have it anyway." He opened up the capsule and placed it underneath her nose.
She pushed him away. "Hey! I'm offering you something I know you like."
"I don't want it."
He tried to force her to inhale it, but she managed to avoid most of the fumes.
Frank was getting furious. Janie had made him really hot this afternoon, and then they had been interrupted. Frank wanted Carolyn to suck him off, and she was going to be as much trouble now as she had been without the poppers.
"What's wrong, kid?" he asked.
"You."
"Hey," he laughed, "there's nothing wrong with me."
"Yes there is. You're crazy. You stink. I hate you!"
"Now you watch your language, young lady. I've a good mind to give you a really good spanking."
He strode over to her, and pretended to hit her hard.
She responded by really socking him. She hit him so hard that he had a black and blue spot on his arm for days.
"Hey! What's wrong with you? Come on, no dame treats me like that!"
She tried to escape from him, but there was no place she could go. The doors were all locked, and she was cornered.
"Okay, baby, you asked for it. I'm going to show you who is boss around here!"
He reached over to her and pulled off her dress, tearing it in the process. He didn't stop there, but kept clawing at her, ripping her brassiere, and pulling off her panties.
"Okay, you fucking bitch! You are going to be really sorry you hit me like that. You don't ever touch me again!"
He pushed her onto the floor and turned her over so that her face was to the floor.
"Now you are going to know who the boss is around here, got that?"
She refused to answer. He didn't care by this time, because he had already decided how he would punish her.
He slowly started to slide his fingers into her asshole, and the more she screamed with pain, the more he liked it.
"Good for you, you little slut! You are really going to get fucked now, baby! You are going to get fucked good and hard!"
He pushed his fingers into her asshole as far as they would go, and then slowly began to remove them.
He climbed up on top of her and unzipped his pants. "It's hard for you baby! It's hard now and you're going to feel that fucking hard cock shoved all the way up your fucking creamy asshole!"
She cried out with pain as the tip of his dick penetrated her anal opening, but it didn't seem to bother Frank one bit.
In fact, he was very pleased that he was hurting her. The more he hurt her, the more he liked it, and the harder his prick became.
"You're going to get fucked baby! You are going to get really fucked!"
He plunged his meat deeper and deeper into her deep dark asshole. The pain was terrific, and she clenched her fists and her teeth, hoping that it would soon be all over.
His penis plunged in and out of her hole. There was tremendous friction as he had not used any grease at all, and her anal walls were hurting like mad.
His balls slapped hard against her asscheeks.
He could feel that his balls were ready to release his come, but he didn't want to shoot right away. He wanted to hurt her as much as possible.
He reached around underneath her and massaged her tits. Her nipples weren't responding the way they had done previously, and he wanted to make them stiff and hard.
"What's the matter? Don't you like getting fucked?"
She wouldn't respond. She hated every minute of it, and couldn't wait for her torture to be over.
His cock was getting hotter and hotter, and he was beginning to lose control. Even though he wanted to be able to keep his meat inside her rectum for a very long time, he was about to come, and he could not prevent his ejaculation from taking place.
"Get fucked, baby!" he shouted. "Get fucked really hard!"
She could feel that his cock was ready to explode. She braced herself for the explosion, and when it came, she thanked God that it was all over.
As he shot, his prick pulled out of her asshole, and she could feel the remaining semen spurting onto her back.
He rubbed his jism into her skin, and she counted the minutes until it would be all over.
He caught his breath after a while, and then flipped her over onto her back.
"You didn't like that, did you?"
"What gives you that idea?"
"Don't get snotty with me. If you don't like to be assfucked, then I've got something better for you baby!"
Before she could speak, he took his dick and pressed it near her lips.
She made a face. "You don't like sucking dick either?"
"Not after it's been up my asshole."
"Why not? It's your asshole, and therefore it's your dirt, so don't give me no lip. Just eat that cock, baby! Eat it and eat it now!"
He quickly brought some of the amyl nitrate up to her nose, and she couldn't get away from it this time.
He forced his penis into her face, and slowly started to pump his shaft in and out of her mouth.
"Ahh, suck it! That's it, baby, suck that cock!"
As he had just come, it took a while for his penis to get hard again, but when it did, she could feel it all the way in her mouth, almost as if it was going to slide down her throat.
"Come on, eat it! Suck my fucking cock! Suck it, baby! Eat that meat! Suck my fucking cock!"
Frank finally got as hard again as he had been before, and he started to gasp for breath as his penis slid in and out of Carolyn's throat.
Carolyn began to relax, quite against her will as she felt his organ pressing into her face, and as she gave him head, she began to feel her vagina releasing her warm creamy lubricating juices.
Frank's balls were pressed against her lips. She flicked out her tongue, trying to coat his balls with her warm saliva, and Frank's body started to tremble.
"Ohh, that's it! I knew you'd like it! Ohh! Ohhh! Ohhh!"
He started to twist and writhe as he pumped his dick into her face. "Suck it! Ohh! Suck it!" He seemed to be losing control of himself as his meat pounded her body, and he braced himself for his second orgasm in half an hour.
Frank was pleased with himself. There were times when he felt embarrassed about not being able to get his penis hard for a second time right after coming once, but with Carolyn, it seemed as if he had the strength of ten men. She seemed able to keep his cock hard and allow him to shoot more come into her than he had done with any other woman in his life.
Her tits were pressed flat by the weight of his body as he swung around in order to reach for her cunt with his own tongue.
Carolyn felt his mouth against her steaming cavern, and she spread her legs as wide as she could so he could penetrate her hole with his tongue.
His tongue flicked wildly in and out of her pussy, and her juices were lapped up by him just as soon as they were secreted.
His body was able to withstand no more sexual ecstasy now, and he started to shake nearly uncontrollably as his balls were again ready to release their juices.
"Suck it!" He screamed. "Suck me! Suck me off! Ohhh! Take that cock, baby! Take it all in! Ohhh! Eat my fucking prick, baby! Eat me! Eat me! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!"
His penis spurted his hot cream inside her face and she felt his tongue stimulating her clitoris so much that she began to shake with frenzy.
The two of them were twisting and writhing together as his sperm shot out of his spear and her cunt juices flowed easily into his mouth.
Frank gazed fondly at his captive. She had actually relaxed enough to enjoy it, but he knew that given the chance, she would run away from him at the first opportunity.
As he pulled his penis out of her mouth, he gazed fondly at her, but he did catch her own furious glance.
"Hey, baby, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," she answered icily.
"Come on, I know you liked that," he told her. It was in your eyes."
"I may have liked that," she said, "but I hate you, and I don't want you to ever forget it." Such hostility turned him on, and Frank smiled as he thought of new things he might like to try with his gorgeous and sexy sexual slave.
CHAPTER FIVE
Frank was quite pleased with himself. He had sent Mark a new girl, someone he was sure the guy would be pleased with, and he realized that Carolyn was going to be even more of a turnon than he had hoped.
He did have to catch up on his work, however, and there still were guys who had been promised girls but never received them.
He left Carolyn alone again, after locking the door to her room. The great thing about it, he told himself, was that she was there whenever he wanted her, and he was beginning to discover how to get her to relax.
Carolyn liked both sucking guys off and inhaling poppers. Though it was a possibility that as she stayed there as his prisoner longer and longer, she would get turned off by him entirely, he figured that he might as well enjoy her as long as he could.
The fact that a girl had sex with him unwillingly turned him on more than if she had eagerly sought out his prick and balls. He never bothered to figure out why that should be so, but enjoyed all the more his position as master to his slaves.
He slept peacefully that night, feeling that everything was right with himself and the world.
The next morning, he allowed Carolyn time to shower and dress, and though he kept a close watch on her whenever she left her room, he did allow her to select several books to read, and brought the television set to her room.
He was sure she would be thankful for at least that, but she was as hostile as ever.
"Okay baby, suit yourself. Just face the fact that you are never going to leave me until I say so, and that your cunt is going to be just for me unless my plans, not your plans, but my plans change. Got that sister? Because if you didn't understand me, I'll stay here and repeat it over and over again until you do."
"I understand," she said. She knew it was better to go along with whatever he said that to argue. Perhaps if she could get on his good side, he would set her free, but that was risky.
She was completely confused. To be nice to him, and to make sure his sexual enjoyment was complete could indeed make him trust her, but it could also make him want to keep her even longer.
But to antagonize him could lead him to make her even more miserable. She wished that there were some way out of her dilemma.
Frank was busy in his office, trying to interview additional females. So far, there were what seemed like zillions of young girls wanting to lead an adventurous life, and that fact made Frank really happy. If a. girl was unhappy at home, then she would put up with quite a lot from Frank and his cronies.
He was disturbed as he wrote several letters, by a knock on the door. Since he was not expecting anyone, he was immediately suspicious.
Could Carolyn have gotten to the telephone and notified the authorities? That was highly unlikely, because not only was the phone hidden away from her, but whenever the receiver was off the hook for whatever reason, a light went on in his study. It was a precaution that he felt was quite well justified.
He looked out of the window, but didn't see anyone. Again, there was a knock on the door. It wasn't very loud. It was either a girl or a guy without much strength.
"Who is it?" he called out. He wished that he had installed that peephole he had promised himself.
"Uh, Mr. Taylor?" It was a girl all right. And she sounded young. It pleased Frank, but he wondered who she was and why she showed up so unexpectedly.
He opened the door and there stood a very attractive young girl of about fifteen, clutching a handbag tightly.
"Yes. I'm Mr. Taylor." He kept eyeing her up and down, a fact that she did not seem to notice. Her face was grim and her expression quite intense.
"Uh, you don't know me," the girl began, "but a friend of mine, an Elsie Winters, had once met you."
Frank thought for a moment. "Elise. Hmm. I think I remember. What about her? What sort of job did I get her?"
"Uh, you didn't get her a job."
"No?"
"No. She wanted one, but you said that you couldn't place her. You must remember her. She wasn't too pretty, but you said she had lots of other skills."
"Ahh, now I remember." Frank finally did place the girl. Else was ugly, not just too pretty, and after face-fucking her, he sent her away.
But he wondered what the connection was with this girl.
"What is your name?" he asked her. "And why have you come to see me?"
"Oh. Well, I thought perhaps that you could find me a job. Elsie gave me your address. I hope you don't mind my barging in without an appointment. I ran away from home, and I had no place to go. I need a job because I don't have any money."
She looked so sweet and innocent, and she definitely was pretty. Almost as pretty, in fact, as Carolyn.
"Well, come on in," said Frank, trying to figure out what to do with this girl. Would it be possible to carry on with two girls at once? The thought began to interest him. Two captives. Two slaves. They could both give him a blowjob at the same time. One girl could suck on his shaft, and the other could lick his balls.
She had, after all, run away from home, and it was unlikely that she would contact the police. They would only make her go back home again.
The more Frank thought about this, the more he liked the idea.
He checked his file briefly to see if there was anyone who wanted a girl like her. Even if there was, he was fairly sure he was going to hold onto her himself.
Having Carolyn as a slave turned him on. Having this one in addition made his cock positively rigid.
"What's your name?" he asked her.
"Tammy."
"Just Tammy?"
"Oh. Tammy Carson. I come from Greenville. My folks and I simply hate each other. They think I'm a whore just because I was caught kissing my old boyfriend. And he even walked out on me when I merely kissed an old friend goodbye."
"Well, Tammy, perhaps I could help you. I do find positions for lots of girls. Yes, the more I look at you, the more I feel that the two of us can do business together."
Tammy looked pleased. Frank debated the possibility of fucking this girl right then and there, but decided that perhaps he would start her off on a threesome.
He had an additional room where he could keep her. Yes, Frank was definitely going to keep this one to himself also.
Frank gave the girl some lunch. He thought of inviting Carolyn down, but realized that she might put ideas into the newcomer's head.
For the moment, neither would know of the other's existence. The house was big enough for that, and later, when the time was more propitious, he would introduce them, and the three of them would have wild sex.
Tammy ate ravenously which pleased Frank. It would make her dependent on him, and that always worked to his advantage.
After she ate, Tammy lay down on the sofa, "just to take forty winks," but she was soon sound asleep. She must have had a difficult journey and who knows how long she was roaming around before she stopped at Frank's.
Frank went back to answering some letters. One girl actually sent a revealing photograph, with a picture of herself in the nude as she fingerfucked herself, and Frank had a hardon as he wrote to her.
But the rest of the afternoon was uneventful. Carolyn would be hungry, and he would have to feed her. He would have to work out some sort of schedule so that Tammy and Carolyn would never be in the same place at the same time.
Just as he was preparing to go into the kitchen, the telephone rang.
Tammy was still asleep. Good. He didn't want to disturb her. When she would awaken, he would have certain things for her to do.
"Yes?"
"Okay, Frankie baby, a deal is a deal."
"Who's this? Mark?"
"You got it, Frankie baby." Frank had a sudden sinking feeling. How could he not have liked Janie?
"Uh, how are things?"
"Lousy."
"How's Janie?"
"How would I know?"
"You mean you don't like her? Now come on Mark. She was dynamite. And I know that she likes to suck cock, so what's your problem? Maybe it's you. Maybe women don't turn you on anymore. Well, you're not getting Carolyn. She is staying right where she is. In my bed."
"Are you quite through? Because if you are, then I'm going to say a couple of things. Firstly, I didn't say I didn't like Janie. As a matter of fact, I liked her very much."
"Then what's your problem?"
"She's gone. We had sex, and she made my prick so hard when she sucked it, I thought it was going to break right off. Christ, did she turn me on!"
"Then what's your beef?"
"You've got to send me another girl, and I want Carolyn."
"Now hold it a second Mark. I contracted to supply you with a groovy chick. It's not my responsibility if you can't keep a grip on them. If Janie left you, that's just tough shit."
"She didn't even give me a chance. She sucked me off, and then, when I thought she went to the john to wash out her mouth or something, she just picked herself up and walked out on me. So I want Carolyn. Janie was a loser. She quit. Send me Carolyn."
"No way."
"A deal's a deal, Frankie baby."
"I kept my part of the deal. You got her. But you, not me, you lost her."
"She was a no-good dud. You're supposed to send me chicks who will groove on me."
"I send you chicks that you groove on. For a girl to groove on you, well, that's up to you. You got to make them want you. You could have locked her up. It's your problem and don't bother me with it."
"I'm coming over to get Carolyn. Don't try and stop me."
"If you touch her, I'll break every bone in your fucking body. You're the one who is breaking the contract. There are laws against that you know."
Mark laughed. "Oh, don't be an asshole. What are you going to do? Sue? You want the courts to find out what you've been up to? Hiding and fucking girls against their will. Making them into virtual slaves."
"Well, you're still not getting Carolyn."
"Tell you what Frank. Because we're old friends, we'll compromise."
"You won't get Carolyn."
"I'll get her six months, and you'll get her six months. How's that?"
"No deal."
"Okay. You know, I have some friends who might just think that you finked out on me. You wouldn't like what they do to guys who fink out, would you?"
"Well, I don't agree."
"Come on, compromise. Tell you what. Just let me get one shot at her. Okay? Give me twenty-four hours with Carolyn, and I will consider us all squared away."
Frank paused for a moment. One day. He could spare her for one day. After all, Tammy was there, and he hadn't even fucked her once yet.
"But you'll have to come over here. She is not leaving my house. Is that understood?"
"You got it, babe!" said Mark. He hung up the telephone, and Frank realized that Mark was on his way over.
He woke Tammy up and moved her to the guest room on the top floor. Before she went back to sleep, he gave her a very powerful sleeping pill so she wouldn't wake up if Carolyn started to scream or something.
As Frank had expected, Mark arrived shortly thereafter. "I'm all ready for her," said Mark.
"How do you know she'll want you?" asked Frank. "She's a pretty independent sort of girl, you know."
"Don't worry. She's got to like me. When I saw her asleep a couple of days ago, I knew that the two of us were meant for each other."
"Just make sure that you spend only one day with her. If you two get hungry, give me some money and I'll send out for it. But she does not leave this place. You understand?"
"Yep." Frank pointed the way, and Mark ascended the stairs. He was quite horny and wanted to spend a wild twenty-four hours with Carolyn.
Frank was worried. He knew that he shouldn't have let Mark even see Carolyn again, but he was somewhat afraid of Mark's friends. He had seen what happened to another guy who crossed Mark the wrong way.
Mark knocked on the door. Though Frank had given him the key, he didn't want to open it until Carolyn was ready.
"Come on in, Frank," said Carolyn, thinking it was her captor.
"It's not Frank," said Mark. He opened the door and stared at her. She seemed even more lovely now despite her captivity.
"Oh. Who are you?"
"My name is Mark Hudson."
"You look familiar. I think I've seen you before. You look a bit like my brother Owen."
"I watched you sleep a few days ago."
"Yes. I think I awoke for a second."
Mark approached the bed. When he got close to her, he realized that she had been crying. "How do you like it here?" he asked her. Carolyn was afraid to tell him the truth. He could be a spy that Frank sent up. She would have to play it safe.
"Okay, I guess. Frank is okay."
"But you're not really happy?"
"Why do you say that, Mark?"
"Because you've been crying."
"Oh." Carolyn rubbed her eyes. She hadn't realized that her tears were still visible. "I'm just reading a sad book, that's all."
"Is that all?"
Carolyn was quite taken by this young man's soft-spoken gentleness. There was a softer side to Mark in addition to the toughness that he displayed when dealing with Frank.
"Yes, that's all."
"I don't believe you."
"Believe what you like. I don't care. I don't care about anything any more."
"Why be discouraged. You won't have to stay here forever, you know."
Carolyn's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Really?"
Mark laughed. "You've given yourself away, young lady. I now know why you are unhappy, why you've been crying. You don't like it here very much, do you?"
Carolyn was silent. She looked hard at this attractive young man who seemed so nice, yet still could not be trusted.
"I see that you don't disagree with me. Well, don't worry. I may be a friend of Frank's, but that doesn't mean the two of us operate in the same way."
"You, you couldn't help me, could you?" she asked hesitantly.
"Help you? I'd like to. I don't know if I could. Don't be afraid of talking to me. I promise you that what you tell me will not get past these walls."
Carolyn was relieved. "Oh, thank you, thank you. I'd love to get away from here. I'd even consider going home, and God knows I hate it there, now that Owen won't want to be with me. But I must get away. Please help me. Please take me with you when you leave."
"I wish I could," said Mark. "I have wanted to take you with me ever since I first saw you, but Frank won't let me. He's a pretty tough character. I wouldn't be surprised if he has a gun and he's just the type of guy to use it. Believe me, I know."
"Then call the police. They'll get me out of here. Please call them."
"They don't always believe people when you tell them someone is being held prisoner. I don't think I trust the police."
The real reason, of course, why Mark didn't want to notify the police, is that Frank could point the finger at him too. After all, Mark was involved in several of these schemes with Frank and could conceivably land up in jail.
"But you must do something, Mark. Please. I've got to get out of here. You must help me, please!!"
Mark was struck by her plaintive plea. Now more than ever he wanted to take her away from Frank and not just so he could be the one to fuck her.
"I'll do what I can," said Mark, "but I don't think that I will really be able to be of much help. After all, Frank is a really powerful guy, and he has very powerful friends.
"Well, please do what you can. I would really appreciate it."
Mark gazed longingly at this lovely female. He almost felt as if he didn't even want to touch her. She was so pure, so innocent.
Finally, Carolyn asked him why he had come up to see her. "You didn't really come to find out if I wanted to escape, did you?"
"Uh, no," said Mark. He was ill at ease. The reason he had come up was to fuck her, but how could he tell her that?
'Then why did you come? Please tell me. So much has happened to me already that whatever you say won't hurt me."
"I guess I have no choice but to tell you. You won't like me after I tell you, but that won't mean I won't like you."
"Tell me," she said simply. "I don't care what it is, because I'm glad you are here, for whatever reason, and I'm glad I met you. You're not like Frank. You're good. You're kind."
"Then let me disillusion you just a bit. The real reason I came up here, was to, well, um, it was, well, for sex."
"Sex?"
"Yes. I had come up here to, um, fuck you, and, well, now I feel like a heel for telling you that."
She smiled at him. "No, don't. At least you are being honest. But tell me something. I thought that Frank wanted to keep me all to himself. How did he let you come up?"
"It's a long story, but he owed me a favor, and I wanted you ever since I first saw you. Well, now you know. I guess I had better be going. Do me a favor, will you? If Frank asks you about how I was in bed, tell him I was pretty good. I don't want to spoil my reputation you know." He grinned as he started to head towards the door.
Carolyn called him back. "I couldn't do that," she said.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Because I wouldn't know if that was the case. My mother taught me never to lie, and I think that is a good policy to follow."
"But what of my reputation?" Mark grinned. "I guess I can live with it anyway. Well, Carolyn, I'll do what I can."
Again, Carolyn called him back. This time, as he turned around, she was opening the front of her blouse and letting Mark gaze at her mounds of feminine flesh.
Mark looked at her carefully. He wasn't quite sure that she was doing what it appeared that she was doing, but the more he stared, the homier he got, and he started to approach her.
"Yes, Mark," she said. "I don't want to he. I would like to find out for myself."
Mark reached out with his hand and touched her gently on her left breast. He could feel the fleshy firmness of her melon underneath his hand, and as he gently stroked it, he felt the small nipple beginning to get hard and erect.
"Oh, Mark, you're such a sweet guy. I know I can count on you to help me. Please help me, Mark. Please!"
He nodded as he started to rub her tits with both hands. She pulled him over towards the bed, and he slowly and softly kissed her on her mouth.
She could feel the front of his pants beginning to bulge, as his flesh started to press into her body.
"Oh, Mark, please make me happy!" she begged. "I want it Mark. I want you to do it to me. I want to give myself entirely to you. Please, Mark. Please make me happy."
Mark could not resist this kind of pleading, and he slowly reached underneath her skirt and felt that her pussy juices had already begun to flow.
His cock was really hard now, and she could feel that it ached to be free of its cloth prison.
She put her hand on the top of his zipper, and slowly started to pull down his fly.
"Yes, Mark, please," she begged. "I want it.
I want it so badly. You'll make me feel good, won't you, Mark? I know you will. Please make me feel really good inside."
Mark's cock was now out of his pants, and she started to rub his long spear up and down with her hands.
He could feel her steaming juices flowing out of her cunt, and he began to remove her skirt and panties.
Her golden cunt hairs glistened in the light. She was so sweet, so sexy, so sensual. He wanted to ram his dick all the way through her, but he knew that a girl like this deserved the soft and gentle approach. Frank may have fucked her wildly and perhaps caused her pain, but pain was the last thing that Mark wanted Carolyn to feel.
He gently rubbed her breasts. She swooned under the pressure of his hands, and she placed her fingers up against his balls, and began to caress them.
His cock and balls were quite large, and Carolyn anticipated a tremendous surge of ecstasy. She could almost feel his cock all the way inside her cunt and he hadn't even begun to slide it into her yet.
She spread her legs wide. He removed all of her clothing and he gazed at her for several moments before he started to strip himself.
"You are beautiful," he said to her simply. "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on."
She blushed. Her reddened cheeks were in contrast to her pale golden skin, and she looked for a moment like a painted doll.
'Thank you," she said. "Thank you." Mark wondered if Frank said any of these things to her. It was obvious that she enjoyed being complimented, and he figured that Frank really enjoyed being rough with his women. He knew that his own pleasure would be so much greater than Frank's because he felt that he had found the key to receiving pleasure from this girl.
His cock throbbed and pulsated as it was poised right up above her quivering vagina. He slowly descended upon her pussy hairs, and he could feel those cunt hairs tickling the tip of his prick as he lowered his meat between her legs.
She sighed with pleasure as she felt the first inch of his prick sliding into her hole. She wanted to pull him into her even faster, but she knew that she should not alter a man's pace. The pleasure would be much greater if she let each man perform in his own way.
His dick slowly began to penetrate her. She gasped for breath as inch after inch slid deeper and deeper into her hole.
It was an incredible turnon for her, that she suddenly realized that in all the times she had had sex before, with Owen and with Frank, she never knew what true pleasure really was.
But Mark was thrilling her beyond her wildest dreams. Even when she was still a virgin, and she had read about how glorious and wonderful a man was, she never dreamed just how wonderful sex really was. Mark was so beautiful that she began to close her eyes and cry.
Mark mistook her crying for unhappiness, and he began to withdraw his penis from her slit.
"No! No!" she panted. "Oh, don't stop! Oh, it's so wonderful! Oh, please keep it in! Please fuck me! Oh, Mark, your cock feels so good inside my body!"
Mark reinserted his penis in her slit, and now his entire nine inches went into her hole easily. His balls pressed against her cunt lips, and she wished that he had an additional nine inches for her to take also.
Her cunt walls closed in around his penis, and he started to pump back and forth, sending Carolyn in fits of pleasure.
"Fuck me!" she cried, feeling that with every thrust, new heights of ecstasy were being attained.
He started to pump her faster. She cried out for more, not wanting him to slow down. The harder and faster he fucked her, the more she enjoyed it, and she felt that she could never get enough of this young man's cock and balls inside of her cunt.
"Fuck me harder!" she begged. Mark had started off slowly, but now he was really going wild. The pleasure that they both felt with each other was beyond anything either one of them could have possibly anticipated.
He began to squeeze her tits. The reddened flesh moved about like mounds of flesh colored jello. She squeezed his balls, and he could feel the jism getting ready to shoot out of his dick, and fill up her sweet hole with his warm cream.
Carolyn's cunt was gushing forth rapidly. Her juices flowed out and stained the bed. Mark's cock was covered with her steaming hot pussy honey.
He held onto her as his meat plunged into her deeper and deeper. She screamed with delight as he smashed into her so far, that she could feel his cock totally and completely within her body.
"Fuck me! Ohhhh! Fuck me! Ohhh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, Mark, you are wonderful! Fuck me harder! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!"
Her screams of delight turned Mark on, and he knew that he would be unable to control his wild ejaculation, which he felt was imminent.
"Oh, baby, I'm going to fill you up! I'm going to cream your cunt, baby! You're really going to be fucked now! Oh, baby, I'm going to come! I'm coming! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhh!! I'm coming! I'm shooting! OHHHHHH!!" He went wild as his prick erupted with thick hot gushes of cream. She felt the warm liquid pouring into her hole, and she could feel her clitoris being stimulated beyond anything she had ever felt before.
"FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!" She rolled and tossed and turned with him, as his prick kept spurting out his hot jism. It was as if neither one of them had had any sex in months, they were so turned on to each other.
He finally stopped his spurts, and he lay still on top of her. She looked at him and smiled.
"Thank you," she said. "That was terrific. I knew you would really make me happy."
"I wish I could make you really happy by getting you out of this place," he told her. "I know that no matter how much you enjoyed this, you still have to stay here, while I go home."
"I know. But now, things will be a bit easier for me, knowing that you are there. Even if you can't do anything for me, I will know that you are out there trying your best."
The two of them lay completely still. Mark looked at his watch. He had plenty of time to be with her. He had been given twenty-four hours with Carolyn, and he hadn't even used up four hours. They two of them were going to have many more moments together before Frank would repossess her.
As they lay on the bed, Carolyn started to caress Mark all over his body. He was so handsome, so strong. He would find a way out for her, she knew he would. He would because he said he would, and he was a very determined young man.
Mark could feel his prick getting hard only moments after it had gone down again. It was almost as if he was going to have a perpetual hardon being with Carolyn.
Carolyn felt her body sinking deeper and deeper into sleep. It was going to be the most restful and peaceful sleep she had felt since she arrived in Center City. Thinking of Mark after he had gone would also help her to sleep.
Mark realized that Carolyn was off in the arms of Morpheus and he got up, got dressed and headed out the door.
He had plenty of time left, and intended to come back to Carolyn after had had a couple of beers and a sandwich or two.
Frank, however,' was coming up the stairs. "I was just going to check on you two. Well, your time is up."
"You said twenty-four hours and I still have some time to go."
"You left her. You forfeit your time. You are lucky I even let you touch her. Now go. Get out. You are through. We made a deal, and it's all over with."
Mark was about to argue with Frank, but he noticed that Frank was carrying something that could very well have been a gun concealed in his jacket pocket.
Mark knew that he would have to do something to help Carolyn get away from this madman. He didn't know what, but he would have to get to work on it.
Mark began to regret that he ever got involved in buying and selling girls for sex. They were so much nicer, so much more of a turnon when they willingly and voluntarily offered themselves. Fucking a girl because you forced her simply was not good enough for Mark anymore.
Mark headed towards home, his brain constantly churning. He decided that the most important things was Carolyn's safety, and even if he went to prison, it would be worth it if she got away from Frank alive.
Mark entered his house and dialed the police.
CHAPTER SIX
Carolyn was dreaming of Mark, her sleep so deep that not even an earthquake could rouse her.
Tammy was just about getting up. The effects of the drug that Frank had given her were making her feel funny. She started to giggle and laugh, and left her room to find Frank.
Frank was in his study, wondering just what to do with Tammy. He heard a knock at the door, and, without thinking, opened it.
Two uniformed police officers stood there as Frank stared hard at them.
"Frank Taylor?"
"That's me."
"We have a report that you are harboring a girl against her will. We have a search warrant."
Frank was about to refuse to let them in, but if they had a warrant, he could get the shit kicked out of him.
It must have been Mark. That's the only one who could have told the cops. Unless, of course, Carolyn had gotten to a telephone herself. He didn't think it likely, but no possibility could be ruled out.
The cops came in. Frank thought of running upstairs to check and see if Carolyn was still there, but that would have tipped the cops off.
He sat in the living room while the cops poked around, not Finding anything.
As they wandered about the house, Tammy came down from her room. She was rubbing her eyes, and feeling slightly woozy.
One of the cops saw her first. "Hey! Here she is!"
They reached out and grabbed her. "What are you doing? Hey! What's wrong with you guys?"
"Sorry, miss, but we had a report that you were being kept here against your will. Would you like to go home now?"
"Home?" Tammy looked horrified. "No! I don't want to go home! No!"
"But don't you want to get away from here?"
"Why should I? I just got here."
"I'm afraid there's been a mistake officer. This young lady isn't being held here against her will. Just ask her."
"Are you sure you don't want to leave?"
"I'm sure. Christ, what's wrong with the police anyway? What did you think I was? Kidnapped?"
"We were told that, miss."
"Well, you were told wrong," said Tammy. "I like it here. Frank is my friend. I won't go home. I hate my family."
Frank smiled to himself. The cops had thought that Tammy was the girl in the report, and Tammy had thought that her parents had sent the police after her.
"Well, officer?"
"I'm very sorry to have bothered you, Mr. Taylor. We do get a lot of crank calls nowadays. So sorry."
Frank nodded. "Quite all right. As you can see, no one is being held against their will. Well, good day, officers." He opened the door and watched them leave. Neither cop noticed the beads of perspiration pouring down Frank's face. It had been a very close call.
After Frank closed the door, he staggered back inside.
"Boy," said Tammy, "those cops sure are a pain."
"You bet they are," said Frank. "I don't know why they chose to come on over here."
"Well, I'm glad they're gone. I feel like having a party. Let's have a party, Frank, okay?"
"Sure. I think that we have very good reasons to celebrate."
Frank had a close call. His whole operation could have been scuttled had the police found Carolyn, and if they continued their search, they might very well have.
Tammy was still feeling a bit giddy, and she started to run around the house, yelling at the top of her lungs.
"Hey! Quiet down!"
"Why? We're alone. No one can hear us."
"Uh, that's true. I guess I just don't like loud noise."
"You are a party pooper, that's what you are. Well, if I can't make noise, I want a drink. Where's this party you promised me? I want a party! I want to drink and drink and drink."
"Sure, baby, we'll both drink until we get drunk, okay?"
"Yeah. I'm thirsty. That nap made me thirsty. I want to drink a whole bottle of scotch."
"You can drink two whole bottles, baby. You can drink anything you like."
He brought out a bottle of scotch and two glasses. Tammy took the glass when offered, and began to giggle even before she had swallowed the first sip.
"You're a nice man," said Tammy. "You are going to find me a job, and you've already let me take a nap, and now we're partying. You're a really nice man."
"Well, you're a great girl, Tammy. You are pretty and smart and sexy and ... "
"You think I'm sexy?"
"Yes, very. You are the sexiest girl I've ever known."
"Goody. I think you are the sexiest man I've ever known. Are you?"
"Am I what?"
"Sexy. I think you are, but are you for real?"
"Well," Frank laughed, "I think I'm sexy."
"Good. Then you must be. I like sexy men. They turn me on."
"And you turn me on, Tammy. You turn me on very much."
"How much?"
"Lots."
"But how much? How much do I turn you on? My last boyfriend I turned on as much as eight inches."
Frank grinned. "Well, I wouldn't disappoint you there sister."
"If I were your sister, you couldn't turn me on. Brothers aren't supposed to do it with sisters, are they?"
Frank grinned. "I don't know. I can think of at least one girl who was fucked by her brother." He was thinking of Carolyn.
"Yeah? But that's terrible."
"She didn't seem to think so. In fact, she kind of dug it. I guess she likes brothers."
"Maybe her brother had a really big dick. Do you have a big dick? Because if you don't, I'm going to go home."
"Oh, you won't have to go home. I promise you. You will want to stay here for a very long time."
"Goody. I want to stay here because I like you. You make me feel all nice and warm inside."
"I can make you feel even warmer inside if I wanted to."
"Do you want to?"
"You bet I do Tammy baby! I want to make you feel so warm inside that you'll burn up with fire."
"Oh, goody! I want to. I want to bum all the way up."
She walked over towards Frank and kissed him. He felt his prick getting stiff immediately, and when she put her hand on his crotch, his cock became as hard as it had ever been.
"Oooh, it is big," she squealed. "I like it when it's big. It's going to make me all hot inside." Frank leaned back and let Tammy run her hands all over his fly. His cock tingled and began to throb.
"Here, I've got something for you," he said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out the inhaler of amyl nitrate.
"What's that?"
"Magic vapor. Sniff it. You'll go wild!" Tammy did so, and the moment that the first whiff reached her, she started to swoon and Frank had to catch her so she wouldn't fall. "You like that?" he asked her.
"Ohhhh! It's groovy! I love it! Ohhhh!"
"Have another whiff," he suggested.
She took a second whiff, and this time she started to squeal with delight, and became a good deal more passionate than she had been.
"Give me more!" she screamed. "I want more! Ohhh! I want it! Ohhh! I want it!" Frank took her hand and pressed it hard against his fly. She felt that cock beginning to pulsate, and she went wild, nearly ripping off his trousers in an effort to get to his cock and balls.
"Let me suck it!" she begged. "I want your big cock in my mouth! I want to eat it! Ohh! Please let me suck it! Please! Please!"
Frank let Tammy pull out his meat from his pants, and when she had pulled out all eight inches of his hot meat, she pressed her lips to the tip of his dick, and started to lick it all over.
"Ahhh, that's it baby! Come on and lick that fucking cock! Ahhh! It's wonderful! Suck that dick! Ahhhh! Oh, baby, suck it! Suck me! Suck me off!"
He was groaning loudly. His balls quivered with excitement and her tongue began to lick them and coat them with her warm saliva.
"I want to eat your cock, oh, I want to eat your cock and balls!"
She began to move her legs back and forth, as if trying to prevent her cunt juices from flowing out of her pussy to quickly.
Frank reached underneath her skirt, and began to massage her pussy wildly.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh! I want it up my slit! I want to suck it! I want cock! I want lots of cock! Fuck me! Ohhh! I want cock! I must have cock!"
She started to eat his meat quickly. His spear slid into her face, and her lips closed hard on it.
She sucked up and down, coating his entire shaft with her saliva.
His balls became sopping wet. She slurped so much, that his penis was now covered completely with her hot mouth juice.
Tammy started to suck on his balls too. She tried to get them into her mouth at the same time as his spear, but his cock was too big, and her mouth was too small, and so she had to content herself with sucking on his balls separately.
Frank loved every minute of it. He really enjoyed getting his prick eaten, and laughed at the irony that Tammy had saved him from getting arrested and sent to jail, and that she would have been the perfect girl for the guy who sent the cops over.
Frank began to thrust his meat deeper and deeper into Tammy's face. She groaned with pleasure as she lapped up the slight amount of jism that started to seep out of the tip of his prick.
Frank felt her tongue working furiously, as Tammy went wild with excitement.
The amyl nitrate was having its effect on her, and she screamed with pleasure when he gave her some more of that vapor to inhale.
She started to lick him around the base of his cock, and then began to lick his asshole.
Frank felt her cock searing deep within his rectum, and the pleasure drove him wild.
Her tongue was now all over his body. She was a wild one, and Frank resolved then and there never to give her up.
"Suck that dick!" he screamed, as he pulled her head towards that pole between his legs and forced her to lick his penis.
She began to fingerfuck herself wildly. She wished that there could be a dozen other guys all with huge erect pricks so that she could suck on two of them while one fucked her up her slit, and the other assfucked her.
Tammy demanded more and more of the amyl nitrate. She couldn't get enough of that wonderful stuff, and Frank wondered just how long his supply of it would last.
"Give me more cock!" she cried. "I want to suck out every ounce of your juice! Ram that cock up into my face! Let me eat you! I want to suck it! Ohh! Give it to me!"
Frank again smashed his penis into her face. Her Ups worked hard, sucking and licking every inch of his eight-inch piece of meat.
The man began to rub his hands into her tits. Her nipples were so stiff and hard that they appeared to be quite brittle.
Tammy reached out for the bottle of scotch. Instead of opening it and drinking out of it, as Frank thought she would, she started to slide it between her legs.
"Hey, you'll hurt yourself," he said.
"I want to be fucked, baby! I want that fucking bottle up my cunt! I want to be really fucked!"
Frank watched as Tammy rammed that scotch bottle in and out of her hot pussy.
It made him really hot to see her fucking herself like that, and with one final thrust, he rammed his penis all the way into her mouth.
"Eat it! Suck it! OHHH! I'M COMING!! OHHHH! SUCK MY PRICK!! OHHHH! EAT ME!! EAT ME!! OHHHHH!!! OHHHHHH!!" His hot jism smashed into her face and raced down her throat. She swallowed hard, but there was still more cream to drink.
No matter how much she drank, his penis kept emptying itself into her face, and she was covered and close to drowning in his come.
"Ohhhhh!" he cried, as his prick was giving up its last drops of cream. "Suck it all off! Ohh! Ohhh!! Ohhhhh!"
His whole body was contorted. He had never before been given such a hot blowjob, and he knew that this girl could, never leave him.
She was still ramming the scotch bottle up her snatch, and he remained hard as she started to climax, with the neck of the bottle stimulating her clitoris to orgasm.
"FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK MEEH" Tammy screamed at the top of her lungs. The sensation was incredible. As she was climaxing, she reached for some additional amyl nitrate, and that practically shot her around the room.
Her voice echoed throughout the house. Both Tammy and Frank were going so wild, that they had forgotten all about the presence of the other young lady who had just finished dreaming sweet dreams of Mark Hudson.
Carolyn was awakened by the shouts and screams of Frank and Tammy. The two of them were oblivious to anyone and anything other than themselves and their orgasms.
There was come dripping down Tammy's chin. She scooped it up with her fingers, and then licked the goop off those fingers.
"Baby, I want to give you more of that juice! I want to give you my whole body! I want you to eat all of me!"
"That's what I want too," said Tammy. "You are a real man, baby! Your dick was sensational! Next time it goes right up my fucking hot slit!"
"You bet, Tammy! Christ, you make my prick stay hard!"
"I'll make it stay hard for the rest of your life baby! Just give it a chance."
Carolyn started to pound on the door. When she had awakened, she realized that Mark was no longer with her, and a sense of panic had set in.
After a long while, Frank finally heard the noise of someone rapping upstairs. Tammy heard it too.
"What the hell is that?" asked Tammy. Her attention went from Frank's physique to the noise upstairs.
Frank panicked momentarily. "It must be the wind. I think I left a window open. Something must be rattling."
"Let's go see," said Tammy. "I hope it's a ghost."
"You stay here," said Frank sharply. Tammy was taken aback by his tone.
"Okay. I'm not frightened of ghosts."
"Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to shout like that. I'll be right back. You go help yourself to some more scotch."
"Yeah, okay. But I might as well drink the whole thing. Boy, that guy sure gets uptight over nothing."
Frank went upstairs. He knew that it was Carolyn, and he was angry. Carolyn had just better not do anything to louse things up more than she had already.
He swiftly unlocked the door and raced into her room. "What's going on here?" he demanded.
"I heard screams. I'm hungry."
"You'll eat later. Now don't you start getting all uppity. You'll be sorry. I'm very busy."
"Yeah, with who?"
"That's none of your business."
"We'll see about that. You're going to be very sorry for what you are doing to me. Just see if you're not!"
"I'm warning you, Carolyn. You just keep cool, okay? If you start making any more noise, you're going to have a stick of dynamite shoved up your cunt, now SHUT UP!!"
Frank slammed the door as he left, but not before Carolyn managed to get in a few choice words. , "Okay, prick, I don't care what you do! I'd rather have dynamite up my cunt than your dirty cock! You suck! You hear me? YOU SUCK!!"
Frank stormed down the stairs. He was bristling mad, and even Tammy could not calm him down right away.
She had managed to finish the entire bottle of scotch, and she was so plastered, that Frank waited for her to pass out.
She still had some semblance of control, however, and when Frank returned, she tried to get him interested in her again.
"Oh, come on poor baby! Don't be mad. I want you to eat out my pussy again! Look, baby, here's my cunt! Eat it, oh, please lick my hot cunt!"
"Tammy, please! I'm not in the mood for that now."
"Please! Eat it! Ohh, look how juicy it is. It's juicy for you, Frank. All my cunt juice is just for you."
"TAMMY! PLEASE STOP!!"
"Who's upstairs?"
"What?"
"I heard a voice."
"Oh. That, um, er, it was me. I was cursing the wind."
"It sounded like a girl's voice. Let's hear you do a girl's voice."
"Tammy, let's not play games. If you're tired and drunk, why don't you go and lie down, or something?"
"I'll do something. I'll lie down and do something, but only if that something is eating your meat. Boy, are you sexy! Eight fat inches of steaming hard cock!"
"I'm tired."
"Ohh, poor baby is tired. Let me touch it. It won't be tired. It's going to get really hard when I touch it."
She started to reach out and fondle his fly, but he pulled away quickly.
"Tammy, not now. Later."
"Okay. It did sound like a girl's voice. Is there someone up there? If there is a girl up there, I'd sure like to suck out her pussy, and have her eat me."
"What?"
"Yeah, I like to suck cunt too. Why should guys have all the fun of sucking pussy? I want to eat a nice juicy hot pussy."
"I might like to watch you do that someday," said Frank. "Yes, watching your tongue licking and kissing another hot twat would really turn me on."
"Why not now?"
"Why? Because you can't, that's why."
"But if there is a girl upstairs, she must have a pussy. Make her suck me out, Frank. I want that girl upstairs to eat my cunt."
Frank grinned. He figured why not? After all, Carolyn had to do as he said, and if Tammy wanted cunt to lick, well, then Carolyn would simply have to do it.
"Well, okay," he said. "I'll let you do it, but I want to watch."
"Oh, baby, I wouldn't do it if you didn't watch. I want your prick to get so hard, that you'll come over both of us as we're sucking and licking each other's pussies."
"Okay, come on upstairs." Tammy followed Frank to Carolyn's room. Tammy remarked on how she hadn't realized that there was a room at the end of this corridor, and when Frank unlocked the door, Tammy hadn't even seen the door.
"Carolyn, get up. I have a job for you to do."
"What do you want?"
"Oooh, she's pretty. Can I lick her tits too?" Carolyn looked at this other girl. There was something strange about her, and Carolyn began to feel ill.
"Hey baby, don't get sick now. I want to eat your pussy. I bet you have a really nice pussy. Hey Frank, does she have a groovy cunt?"
"The best, Tammy." Carolyn backed away, but Tammy and Frank closed in on her.
"Let's see what you've got, baby," said Frank. "Let's see that quivering hot cunt." He reached out and pulled her garment off her. She screamed, trying to cover herself, but Tammy and Frank managed to subdue her and they both started to press their hands against her.
"Hey, you said you would watch," said Tammy. "I want to get at her pussy first."
"Okay, you go ahead. I'm going to go downstairs to make a call. I'll be back."
"You better. I want to feel your hot juice coming all over us as we suck out each other." Frank left, and Tammy was grinning at Carolyn.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to make love with a hot pussy?"
"Go away. I hate you."
"Now that's not nice. I like you. I like you because you have a hot pussy."
"You are just like him."
'That means groovy. Frank is a real cool guy.
I like him. He's got eight inches of hot meat, and I like that."
"Well, you go right on liking that. I can't stand him."
"Why are you so down on him? What did he ever do to you?"
"He's kept me here prisoner, that's what. I can't go out. I can't eat when I want.' I can't even go to the bathroom when I want. I have to use a chamber pot."
"Oooh, that's disgusting. You really should take better care of yourself."
"Frank is a fucking madman. He'll kill me. He'll kill you too if he wanted to."
"Naah, Frank is a really great guy. What's wrong with you? Why don't you like him? There must be something wrong with you if you don't like that hunky guy."
'THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!! HE KIDNAPPED ME!! HE'S KEEPING ME HIS PRISONER!!"
"Oooh, you're getting mad. I think you're crazy, that's what I think. You must be crazy. I wish the cops had come to take you away. They would have put you away for sure in the loony bin, but they went away without you."
"Cops?"
"Yeah, they came about two hours ago, but they went away. They said that they get lots of crank calls. Now come on and let's have a good time together. Frank will come back.
He's not going to like it if I have to tell him that you weren't being very cooperative. You look like you have a really juicy cunt, and I want to have a taste of it."
"When did the cops come? What did they say they wanted?"
"I told you. Boy, you ought to clean the wax out of your ears. I told you that they were here two hours ago. They said something stupid about looking for someone, but they didn't mean you. They didn't say they wanted to find a crazy person."
Carolyn was disappointed that the cops hadn't found her, but she was pleased that Mark was indeed trying his best to get her out of there.
"Come on, goldilocks. Let's see what you've got between your fucking legs."
"Get away from me, you doped up shit. You touch me, and I'll rip your fucking eyes out."
"Oooh, Frank's not going to like this. He's not going to like this at all. I don't know what's keeping him. He's going to be right back, he said. Well, where is he?"
Frank, however, had something he had to attend to. He was on the phone with Mark, telling him that if he ever saw that guy around his place he would kill him.
"I don't care if you didn't call the cops. It's just the sort of thing you would do, so you had better watch your step! "
Frank slammed down the phone and then walked back to Carolyn's room. He was eager to watch those two luscious girls sucking out each other's pussies.
As he approached, he heard Tammy warn Carolyn that she had better cooperate. He realized that Carolyn was being stubborn.
"Okay, Carolyn, you heard Tammy," said Frank as he stalked into the room. "Now get cracking."
"I don't want to suck her cunt. Now leave me alone."
"YOU HEARD ME!! I WANT YOU TO EAT HER CUNT!! NOW MOVE!!"
Frank became violent and threw Carolyn down on the bed. He ripped off her clothes, tearing them to shreds, and held her down on the bed as he told Tammy to get over to her and start sucking.
"Both of you move!" shouted Frank. "I want to see some really hot cunt-lapping going on right now!"
Tammy was taken aback slightly by his tone, but since she was eager to eat out Carolyn's vagina, she immediately pressed her mouth up against the girl's cunt.
Frank moved away slightly, but he still managed to keep a grip on Carolyn so that she couldn't get away.
"Okay, Tammy, that's good. Let's see your tongue sliding into her hole all the way."
Tammy's tongue was licking Carolyn's golden cunt hairs. Carolyn's reddened pussy glistened as the light reflected the juice that Tammy's mouth had put there, and slowly, Carolyn's cunt started to secrete her own lubricating honeys.
Frank began to rub Carolyn's tits as Tammy continued to suck. "That's it, Tammy. Oh, baby, you are driving me wild! Suck that cunt! Oh, baby, you are turning me on!"
Frank began to rub his fly. His penis had started to become erect, and he was rubbing the meat underneath his trousers.
Tammy looked up and saw that Frank had a hardon. She started to reach out to grab hold of his prick, but Frank pulled away quickly and suddenly.
"Hey, don't do that! I told you to suck out her cunt! Now you leave my cock alone!" Frank wanted to jerk off over the two girls. He wanted to shoot his come over two nude females as they licked out each other's pussies, and if Tammy started to massage his dick and balls, then he might really shoot his cream at Tammy alone.
Tammy went back to cunt-lapping. Her own pussy was starting to juice up, and she asked Carolyn again to suck her out.
"You heard the girl!" snapped Frank. "Now do as she says!"
Carolyn reluctantly obeyed. She twisted her body around so that her face was buried in Tammy's bush.
Tammy felt Carolyn's tongue haltingly attempting to suck her out. She pulled Carolyn's head closer towards her, so she could at least feel that tongue licking her cunt lips.
"You better learn how to suck good cunt, baby! I like to get my flesh eaten! Now suck good and hard!"
Frank slowly unzipped his fly. He reached into his pants and pulled out his cock and balls. He began to rub it in long and even strokes, so that his balls began to bounce around wildly as he played with himself.
Frank kept one eye on Tammy's pussy. He was watching Carolyn's mouth very carefully. He saw that she wasn't going too wild over cuntsucking, and he started to scream and shout at her.
"Get moving, girl! Start licking up her fucking hot pussy juices! I don't want to see you slowing down! Now move!"
Carolyn started to eat out Tammy's pussy rapidly. She didn't want to perform for Frank, but she had no choice.
"Ahh, that's better. Now suck that cunt! Oh, baby, you've got a really hot tongue!"
He rubbed his meat harder and harder. He could feel his prick getting ready to shoot his come, and he started to aim his cock in the direction of the two girls.
"Mmm, this is delicious," murmured Tammy, as she slurped out the trickle of honey that flowed from Carolyn's cunt.
Tammy started to squeeze Carolyn's tits. She loved the feel of female flesh within her grasp, and Carolyn began to get aroused as her nipples became stiff and erect.
"Come Carolyn baby, eat me!" cried Tammy, who felt that Carolyn's tonguing action was not rapid enough. "Suck out my pussy baby! Come on, eat me! Suck it all out! Ahh, that's it! Come on, baby, suck that cunt! Ahhhh, suck it! Suck that pussy!"
Frank was rubbing his meat faster and faster. He was very close to coming, and his balls were swinging wildly in the air.
"Eat that cunt!" he cried. "Eat it! Ohhh, suck her out! Suck her out!"
Carolyn finally felt the warm syrups flowing onto her tongue, and she began to lick out Tammy's juices rapidly.
"That's it, Carolyn baby! I knew you could do it! Suck it! OHHH! Her pussy is so hot! Look at it go! Look at her hot red cunt! Suck her! Ohhh! Suck her! Ohhh! Suck that fucking hot pussy! Ohhhh! Ohhhh. Oh, baby, you both are gonna feel my hot jism! I'm gonna shoot, baby! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
Frank's dick exploded violently. The thick hot cream gushed out of his penis and jetted all over both girls.
They could feel the hot goop landing on their bodies as they continued to eat each other, and the more come that landed on each of them, the wilder they became.
"Suck me out! Ohhh! My cunt is one fire! Suck me! Ohhh! Ohhhh!" cried Tammy.
Carolyn's mouth was working fast. She was licking out every drop of creamy syrup that Tammy's pussy secreted, and her entire face was buried inside Tammy's crotch.
The smell of cunt was pervading the room. Both of them were pouring out their juices as they sucked, and as the last of Frank's come dripped onto their bodies, they were twisting and turning in such a frenzy, that when each girl Finally achieved climax, it was difficult for Frank to carefully watch their cunts.
The bedsheets were stained with cunt juice and masculine come. The creams from their bodies were everywhere. Cunt and cock juice were all over everything.
"Oh, it was beautiful," sighed Frank as it was all over. "It was just beautiful."
Tammy smiled at Carolyn. "Hey, you did all right. You're a pretty all right chick."
Carolyn smiled. She had, despite her best endeavors, enjoyed it, and she was glad that Tammy wasn't yelling at her anymore. One hostile person was more than enough for her.
Frank wiped the come off his hands and his cock, and put his penis back inside his fly.
His balls were still dripping with his come, but he chose to let it stain his pants.
"I've got some more work to do," said Frank. "I hope that you two girls have been satisfied."
"Couldn't we do it again?" asked Tammy. "I really dig Carolyn's cunt. It's so hot and juicy."
Carolyn looked horrified, but she had no choice. Frank smiled. "Sure, baby, you go and suck her out as much as you want. And if there is anything else you would like to do to her, why just go ahead. I don't care what you do, but if it is something really exciting, you go and call me right away. I want to see it if it's going to be really groovy."
"Sure, Frank. I'll think of something new for you."
"I'm going downstairs. When you both get really hot, call me."
Frank left, but he locked the girls in the room just in case Carolyn would try to escape. He knew he could trust Tammy. Tammy was ever so much more cooperative than Carolyn.
Carolyn watched Frank go. She began to really loathe him even more than before. There was something so evil about him, that she to her, he was just about the most degenerate person in the world.
"Well, gorgeous, how about it?" asked Tammy. "It's time for some more cunt action." Carolyn looked hard at Tammy. Perhaps it was because Tammy's cunt had actually turned her on, but the girl seemed a bit less hard, a bit more sympathetic now that Frank was gone. She wondered if she could now communicate her problems to Tammy. Tammy was her only chance, now that Mark's plan for the police had failed.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tammy started to slide her fingers into her slit, hoping that Carolyn would do the same.
"I know you liked it before. Don't you want to have another good time?"
"Oh, Tammy, I just can't."
"Why not? You're young. You can't be tired. Would you want Frank to come back and watch us suck cunt?"
"Frank? Oh, no! I hate that man. I can't tell you how much I hate him."
"Oh, but you already have. You have said you hated him over and over."
"Well, I have good reason to."
"You mean you think you've been kidnapped?"
"Yes." Carolyn waited for the torrent of ridicule and abuse that Tammy had heaped upon her before, but this time Tammy was strangely silent.
"You know, maybe there is something to what you say. I hadn't realized it before, but the way Frank yelled at the both of us, maybe he is a bit odd. Look, I'm sorry that I laughed at you before, but I was really high on liquor and drugs. I've come down a bit now."
"It's okay. He keeps me locked in this room and I can't go anywhere. I can't even make a telephone call. I'm a prisoner. I can't yell, because no one will hear me."
"Frank doesn't lock the doors. Look, you can leave now if you want. Here, I'll show you how to get out. Of course, Frank will see that you've left, but he won't mind."
Tammy went over to the door and tried to open it. She was stunned when she discovered that it was indeed locked.
"See? He's always locking me up. I can't' stand it anymore. I'm going crazy. Tammy, you've simply got to help me!"
"But what can I do?" asked Tammy. "I mean if Frank really is keeping you prisoner, he certainly isn't going to give you up without a fight. He won't let me out of his sight either."
"I don't know. We've got to do something."
"Are you sure that you are a prisoner? Maybe he locked the door by mistake."
"It's no mistake, Tammy. He is an evil man. Did he promise you a job too?"
"Why yes. It's just that nothing has turned up."
"Nothing will. He promises girls jobs all the time. I've got it all figured out. He only wants to fuck them, that's all."
Tammy hesitated. If it was true, then she could be held prisoner just as much as Carolyn was.
"I'll see what I can do," said Tammy. "But I can't promise you anything."
"Please try to contact Mark Hudson. He's the guy who was here before. I know he'll try to set me free."
"Mark Hudson. Well, okay. I will have to make sure that Frank is what you say he is, though. I don't want to louse up my chances of getting a really good job."
"The only jobs he has are blowjobs and handjobs."
"Okay. I'll see what I can do."
Tammy tried to leave, but again was reminded that the door was locked. It annoyed her, because she couldn't leave of her own free will.
She started to knock on the door, and Frank soon started going up the stairs. "Are you girls really hot again?" he asked breathlessly as he unlocked the door.
He opened it, and was very surprised to discover that the girls were both sitting in chairs, waiting for him.
"Hey, I thought you were going to call me when you were really hot? What's wrong?"
"Oh, we just did some more cuntsucking," lied Tammy. "I didn't think you would want to see more of the same."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Was it good?"
"Terrific. That Carolyn sure has a wild tongue."
Frank was pleased that his ward had given satisfaction to his latest fling. Tammy was going to prove to be all right.
"Okay, let's go," he said to Tammy.
"Isn't Carolyn coming?" asked the girl. "No. She's sick. She has to stay in bed. Doctor's orders."
Frank closed the door behind them and relocked it. Tammy asked him why he needed to lock the door, and Frank explained that Carolyn was so ill, that she had to be protected against herself. "She might mistakenly leave-and then she would be deprived of her medication," said Frank.
Tammy wanted to be sure that Frank still trusted her. She knew that if he suspected that she might be helping Carolyn, she would find herself in the same type of prison situation that Carolyn was in.
Tammy realized that Frank rarely let her out of his sight. He trusted her enough not to lock her up, but she could never go outside without being accompanied by Frank.
She wondered how she could get word to Mark Hudson that Carolyn was still being kept prisoner. She didn't know if she would be able to get to a telephone, since Frank kept his locked up in his study.
Frank rarely let anyone enter his study. There would be too many things that might give away his modus operandi and if such material fell into the wrong hands, then he could be done for.
But Tammy was getting to be more and more trustworthy. He relaxed his grip on her, and she never seemed to want to be anywhere without him. Tammy was a really groovy chick who seemed to groove on him as much as he did on her.
Of course, Tammy was really turned on by Frank. Even though she suspected that he was not the charming person she thought he was in the beginning, he still thrilled her physically, and she enjoyed the sex she had with him, even if he indeed did keep girls as prisoners.
The next morning, he had some letters to write. Apparently he was not getting the response he had anticipated, and wondered if anyone was sabotaging his operation.
"Hey, why don't you come into my office and keep me company," suggested Frank.
It was a departure from his routine, but he was feeling horny, and would like a bit of female companionship. Perhaps he would be stimulated to write some really good letters, if a girl would be there to massage his prick while he was working.
Tammy agreed. She knew that his study was very important to him, and she was pleased to be asked to join him there.
As Frank was busy with some papers, Tammy idly started looking at an old photo album.
She saw one picture of a guy standing next to Frank. They had both been fishing and the picture was labeled "Mark and Frank at Kotter's Lake."
Tammy looked at them. They were both shirt less, and the other guy was very handsome.
She left the album opened to that page and walked back to Frank's desk.
Frank reached out for her and started to fondle her tits.
She squealed as he pressed his hand into her, and the more he rubbed, the warmer she became.
Frank was still half-concentrating on the work that she was doing, but Tammy was getting more and more worked up.
Tammy finally started to place her hand on his crotch, and she started to rub his meat, feeling it get harder and harder as she stroked the cloth.
Frank was beginning to be unable to concentrate on his work. He finally put it aside, and turned his attention fully to Tammy.
"Boy, you sure are hot today," he said to her, as his penis was now really stiff. Frank, like most men, found it difficult to work at anything with a hardon.
She reached inside her skirt, and started to play with her cunt. Frank went wild as she pulled down her panties which were already stained with pussy juice.
"I got something for you, big boy! Take a look at what I got for you."
Frank looked closely as Tammy started to fingerfuck herself. She slid her fingers in and out of her pussy, and Frank nearly creamed in his pants watching her go wild as she played with herself.
"Baby, your cunt is hot! I want that pussy, Tammy baby! Come over here and let me eat you out from the inside!"
She spread her legs for Frank as he leaned over to press his lips to her cunt hairs.
She was really juicing up, and she started to unzip Frank's pants, aching to feel the pulsating of his rigid prick meat.
His balls were warm to her touch, and she squeezed them gently, as if to stimulate the flow of male juice from the tip of his super-hard cock.
"Oooh, I want to suck this fucking hard dick, Frank baby! I want it! Let me lick it all over from the tip all the way down to your balls. I love sucking on a guy's balls, it makes me feel really good inside!"
Frank could feel his prick trembling with excitement as he pressed the meat against Tammy's craving mouth.
Her Ups were warm and wet, and as he slid his dick into her, she closed her mouth around his spear and slurped hard.
She caressed his balls, trying to squeeze them into her mouth at the same time as his rigid shaft.
"Oh, baby, you are hot today. You are so fucking hot!"
Her cunt was burning up with fire as his mouth tried to suck up ever last drop of creamy pussy juice. He wanted to suck her dry.
The bright red cunt Ups were pressed against his tongue, and he licked her carefully and slowly as he more violently rammed his own genitalia into her face.
Frank couldn't get over how hot she was. She was so turned on, that he wondered if she was more excited without drugs than with them. If that was the case, he would never let her touch alcohol and amyl nitrate again.
"Suck me! Ohh, suck that cock! Eat my hard meat, baby! Ohhh! Ohhh!"
He cried out with pleasure as Tammy finally succeeded in sucking on his balls together with the shaft. She loved eating his entire prick meat. She couldn't get enough of his cock.
He felt as if he was ready to come right away. He wanted to prolong his pleasure, though and so he had to withdraw his meat from her face, so as not to ejaculate prematurely.
"Hey, why did you do that?" she asked. "Because you are too hot for me now, baby," he answered. "Christ, you are fucking horny, you bitch Tammy!"
She laughed. "Yeah, I'm really turned on today. I was looking through your scrapbook and found a picture of you and another guy and both of you made me really hot!"
"Oh?"
"Yeah. You and this Mark person. Both of you are so well built, that my cunt just started to flow like mad."
"Mark, huh?"
"Yeah, he's groovy. If you still know him, I would love to have his cock up my slit."
"We'll see. Forget about him, though now. Just suck my prick. Come on, baby, don't stop. Why did you stop sucking me off?"
Tammy was too tactful to remind him that it was he who had done the stopping, but she just slowly pressed her lips around his hard spear, and continued to eat his penis as if there had been no interruption.
She rubbed her pussy against his face, driving him so wild, that again he almost came.
She kept pressing her crotch into his face. His tongue could hardly keep up with the flow of hot pussy cream that she kept secreting faster and faster.
"Suck that cock! Oh, Tammy baby, suck my fucking cock!"
She licked his balls hard. She squeezed them with her tongue, and he groaned loudly as he felt his prick nearing the point of no return.
Frank suddenly switched his attention from her cunt to her tits. Tammy felt his mouth sucking hard on her nipples, and, as they were quite stiff and hard, was almost afraid that he would bite them clean off.
His mouth sucked on her flesh, and she was now oozing so much pussy juice, that the rug was being stained.
His penis was still thrust deeply into her mouth. She couldn't slow down her tonguing action, and he was just on the verge of shooting his load.
He quickly returned to suck out her pussy. She screamed as his mouth practically forced its way all the way up her slit, and she held his head between her legs as she rammed her body up against him.
He felt his balls trembling and shaking. He was about to come. He was going to fill her face up with his hot sperm.
His penis burst open with a thick barrage of hot creamy jism.
Tammy swallowed hard. She felt the thick jets of male ooze pouring into her face, and no matter how fast she swallowed there was still more cream to suck on.
She nearly gagged. He had gotten so turned on because her cunt had been so hot, that she almost drowned in a sea of sperm.
"Ohhhhhh," sighed Frank as the last of his jism made him shake. "Baby, that was the best blowjob I've ever had."
"Your cock is delicious," said Tammy. "You really can face-fuck me anytime you want to."
Tammy had felt her clitoris being stimulated beyond her wildest dreams. Her shouts of ecstatic pleasure was even heard by Carolyn, who thought that all was lost, now that Tammy must be completely under the spell of that evil monster Frank.
Tammy, however, had not forgotten about Carolyn, and had a plan of her own.
"Baby, you were so hot, today. What got you all up like that?"
"I told you, big boy. It was looking at you in that picture, and that other guy."
"Mark?"
"Yeah. He's some stud. Boy, I'd sure like for his dick to get inside my cunt. You still know him?"
"Well, not really. No. Sorry, Tammy, but he's moved out to California."
"Oh? That's too bad. Because I really want to have him fuck me. Yes. If he were to fuck me just once, I would be so hot for months, that if you think today was hot, just wait!"
"Well, maybe he's come back," said Frank, trying to think of how great it would be if Tammy could be even hotter than she was today. "I'll give his old number a call. Maybe he'll be there."
Tammy knew that he had been lying. She figured that Frank didn't want Mark to see her.
Frank dialed Mark's number. When Mark finally answered, he was not too pleased to hear from Frank.
"How's Carolyn?"
"That's not why I called you. I have another girl you might like."
"Listen, cocksucker, I don't want anything from you anymore. You and I have nothing to do with each other. That girl is going to get away from you someday, and you are going to be really sorry when she does."
Mark slammed down the phone. "Sorry, cookie, he's not interested."
"Oh, but he must be. I'll go crazy if I can't have him fuck me. You must call him again. Please! I can feel my cunt burning up for him already! Please, he must fuck me."
"Look Tammy, I told you he was not interested. Now, let's you and I have a really hot and wild time together."
"He hasn't even met me. How could he turn me down?"
Tammy knew what had transpired, because she had heard Frank's part of the conversation. She realized now that what Carolyn had said was indeed true. Frank had offered her to Mark. That took a lot of nerve.
"Well, if I can't have Mark, I'm going to be very unhappy. Couldn't I wait in front of his house and let him see me?"
"No. I think it would be best if I came along with you."
"But he might not like that."
"But I would."
Tammy started to pout. It annoyed Frank, not because she was pouting, but because she had said that her pussy would only get hotter if she made it with Mark.
Finally, Tammy suggested that they go out to one of Mark's favorite bars, and she could see if he would notice her there.
"If he won't even look at me, I promise that I won't talk about him again."
"Well, okay."
"Where does he hang out?" asked Tammy.
"I know a couple of places. We'll go tonight." Tammy was planning to get some kind of message to Mark. She would have to be careful because Frank was determined to come along.
"What about that fucking bitch upstairs?" asked Tammy. Even though she felt funny insulting Carolyn like that, she knew she had to say things like that so that Frank wouldn't suspect she had changed sides.
"Oh, we'll just keep her locked up so she doesn't do any harm."
"You mean you are going to leave her all alone?"
"Well, no one will know that I'm not here. I'll put on some sort of fake beard and wig.
That, way I can watch you and Mark and no one will know it's me doing it. But there is one thing."
"What's that?"
"If you make it with him, you have to bring him to a room in a hotel. I want to take the room next door and try to listen in on him and you. That will really turn me on."
"Sure baby, that sounds terrific. I'm promising you that if he fucks me, you'll be turned on by my really hot cunt."
"Terrific. So we'll go out tonight. The old bitch upstairs will never know what she is missing."
"Good. She deserves nothing better."
Frank was pleased that Tammy appeared to agree with him completely about what should be done with Carolyn.
He was beginning to relax his guard. He was sure that he could trust her.
They set out that evening for some of Mark's favorite haunts. Frank knew where they were, because for years they had been drinking companions.
Frank put on a red beard and wore a hat that almost obscured his face. He also wore sunglasses to complete his disguise. Though he looked sort of funny, neither Mark nor anyone else would really know who he was.
They found him at the second place they looked. The Unicom was a small pub on the east side of town, and it catered mainly to single guys and girls.
Mark was standing at the bar, chatting with the bartender. Tammy recognized him from his picture.
'I'll sit at the next table," said Frank. "Remember, take him back to the Eagle Hotel. I know the guy who runs it. He'll give me the room next to yours."
"Okay." She winked at Frank. He was pleased. He had no idea that this young bombshell of a girl was going to be his undoing.
Tammy sat at the table, looking as sexy as she could. She was immediately spotted by a dozen guys, and she had to fight them all off.
One guy, however, was quite persistent in trying to make it with her. She tried to get rid of him, but without much success.
It paved the way, however, for her introduction to Mark.
Mark saw that this guy was not leaving that pretty girl at that table alone. He moved in and told the guy to get lost.
Mark was big and burly, and when the guy looked at who was giving him orders, he immediately crept away, hoping to escape with his life.
"Oh, thank you," said Tammy, batting her eyelashes. "Thank so you much. I was so frightened of him."
She arranged her blouse so that a bit more tit was showing.
"You shouldn't come in here alone," said Mark. "Some of the guys are pretty rough."
"Oh, I can see that. I'm so glad that you protected me. Thank you again."
"Uh, sure. You shouldn't remain alone. Do you mind if I sit down next to you?"
"Oh, not at all. I would like it. This place scares me."
"I've never seen you before. Are you new to town?"
"Yes. I arrived yesterday."
"Where are you staying?"
"At the Eagle Hotel."
"That dump? There are lots of better places, you know."
"Oh, I didn't know. But thank you for telling me that."
"Sure. What's your name?"
"Tammy Carson. What's yours?"
"Mark Hudson. What are you drinking?"
"A coke."
"Want another?"
"Sure." Mark signaled the waiter to bring another round of drinks. Tammy reached into her bag and took out a pencil and idly began to doodle on a piece of napkin.
She looked over at Frank and winked at him.
He seemed pleased with what had transpired so far. She was doing just the right thing to get Mark to go to bed with her.
She sipped her coke as she drew pictures on the napkin. Mark paid no attention to her. Her scribbling become more intense, and when he later tried to see what was on the napkin, she wouldn't let him look at it.
Mark and Tammy were engaged in a very animated conversation but he hadn't asked her to come back to his place, and had not given the opportunity to ask him to the hotel.
Tammy saw her opportunity when Mark ordered another round of drinks.
She was given the coke, and then, as she went to pick it up, she deliberately spilled it all over herself.
"Goddamn it!" she said loudly. "I'm so clumsy!"
Mark reached over for the nearest available napkin and started to wipe off the stains from her dress, when he noticed that she had been doing a lot of writing on the napkin.
She had not wanted Mark to see it before, because she didn't want Frank to realize that she had been writing something and if Mark took the time to read it, Frank would have caught on.
But now Frank's attention was distracted, and Mark read the napkin very carefully.
"That man in the red beard sitting at the comer table is Frank Taylor," the note read. "I need your help to rescue Carolyn. Ask me to your place, and then apologize saying that we can't go there because of a girlfriend or something. And if you have access to a tape recorder, get it. Carolyn needs your help." Mark read the note as he cleaned up the spill with additional napkins.
"I'm just so clumsy," said Tammy.
"I think you're all right now. You know, I think this place is getting to me too. Why don't we get out of here. Do you like to listen to music? I've got a great record collection." Tammy smiled. "Sure," she said.
"Oh, wait. I just remembered. The house is being painted. Well, maybe next time."
"Look," said Tammy, as they started to leave the pub with Frank close behind, why don't we just come back to the hotel that I'm staying at?"
"You sure you want me to?"
"Sure. Of course, I don't have a phonograph, but we'll find something to do."
She winked at Mark, and he winked back. Frank was able to hear every word, and he was pleased that things were working out so well.
"I know," said Mark. "My buddy who works here has a tape recorder in the back with lots of tapes. Let me get it."
"Okay," said Tammy. While Mark was in the back, Frank whispered to Tammy.
"Everything okay?"
"Sure. He's so groovy. I can't wait until it's over and I can get back to you."
"I'm getting hard just thinking about it," said Frank. "Don't forget, I'm going to be listening in on the two of you making love. I love to hear the noises of a guy fucking a girl."
"We'll be as loud as we can," said Tammy.
"Great!" Frank suddenly saw Mark return with the tape recorder. He quickly hid so that Mark wouldn't think anything was amiss.
"Let's go," said Tammy. "The Eagle Hotel is just around the corner."
They went up to the front desk, and the clerk, who had been told by Frank that they would be there, gave them room 513, while Frank, who came in moments later, was given 514.
As soon as they entered the room, Tammy took out a notepaper and pencil and wrote everything down. She didn't want Frank to overhear anything.
Mark was informed of her plan, and also that Frank was listening in the next room.
Since Mark had been quite taken with her, he was only too ready to make love to her. The gimmick was that instead of fucking with music in the background, they were going to record the sounds of their lovemaking.
"You really are a lovely girl, Tammy," said Mark. "When I first saw you in the bar, I knew that you were the one girl for me."
"Oh, I bet you say that to all the girls."
"Yes, that's true. But only to the ones named Tammy."
Tammy laughed. Mark was indeed a very likeable person. No wonder Carolyn liked him and trusted him.
She leaned back on the sofa as Mark sat down next to her. With the microphone from the tape recorder picking up every sound, she began to sigh loudly, as Mark began to slide his fingers underneath her blouse and toy with her nipples.
"Oh, that feels so good," she squealed. "I love to have my nipples made really hard."
"That's not all that's hard," said Mark. "I've got something that is even harder than you're nipples. And it's certainly bigger too."
"Mmm, I bet it is," said Tammy as she rubbed her hands against his fly.
She could feel that his prick was even bigger than Frank's prick, and she was glad that she had hit upon this particular scheme to free Carolyn. It would make her feel really good in the process.
"I just love touching you all over," said Tammy, as she unzipped his fly, and started to rub her hands against his balls.
"Baby, you can touch me everywhere, because that's just what I'm going to do to you. You really are turning me on, baby! My prick is so hard and it's all for you."
"Mmm, it's going to taste really good too.
I want you to suck my pussy as I lick your cock, and then I want you to fuck me. I just would love to have that really big dick pounding in and out of my hot cunt!"
In the next room, Frank was listening to every word as his ear was pressed against the wall. He wished that he could drill a hole and watch them, but that was impossible. Still, his own cock was hard, and as he listened to the couple next door, he rubbed his meat and would do so until he came.
"Oh, your cock feels so good! I want it, oh, I want it! I want to feel that hot and hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy! Fuck me, Mark! Ohhh, please fuck me!"
Mark started to remove all of Tammy's clothes. She was sure some bundle of dynamite, and he couldn't wait to actually plunge his meat between her hot legs.
Her cunt hairs were sopping wet. Her cunt has oozed with hot juice and she was ready for a hard piece of meat to fuck her.
His balls trembled as he placed his prick right at the opening to her body. She grasped his balls as he slowly separated the folds of her pussy with the tip of his dick.
''Ohhhhh!" she screamed as his organ plunged deeper and deeper into her crevice. "Fuck me harder! Ohhhh! Fuck me! Ohhhhh! Fuck me! I want to be fucked! I want it! Ohhh!"
She was really going wild. Though she had done it for Carolyn, Mark was turning out to be the sexiest man she had ever known.
His cock was rigid. It was so hard, that it slid all the way up her tunnel and she felt such exquisite pleasure that had his penis been twice as long she would have nearly died with hot pleasure.
"Fuck me! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh!" She could not control her screaming. She loved that piece of meat plunging in and out of her hole.
Mark could feel her clitoris as he stimulated it with his penis. He fucked her really hard, his balls slapping and banging against her pussy, and his hands twisting and kneading her melon-like tit flesh.
She screamed as he pushed his prick deeper into her hole. Her whole body was twisting with pleasure. She was going out of her mind. She was losing control. Her whole being was being overtaken by cock.
His cock smashed her harder. She could feel her pussy walls closing in around his thick piece of tubing, and she squeezed her legs together so as to apply even greater pressure on his dong.
Her ass was pounding hard against the sofa. Mark slid his hand underneath her ass, and pressed her flesh hard.
She screamed as she felt a finger sliding up her asshole.
The pleasure was intense and terrific. No longer would she be content to have sex with Frank. He just couldn't measure up to this dynamite stud.
"Ohhhh! I want it! Your cock is so hard! Ohhh! Fuck me! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! I want to be fucked harder! Ohhh! My cunt is on fire! It's burning up! Fuck me! Ram your prick all the way into me! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
Tammy was crying hysterically. She was in the midst of such great pleasure, that at this moment, she didn't care about anything or anyone except for Mark and his cock. That was all that mattered to her at this point.
She screamed at the top of her lungs. She was going so wild, that she didn't realize that at just this moment, Frank was creaming. He had jerked off and his come was shooting out of his prick flying all over the next room.
Mark was pumping as hard as he could. His balls were twitching, and he was ready to release his huge store of semen.
"I'm going to come, baby!" he cried. "I'm going to fill you up! Get fucked, Tammy! Oh, baby, get fucked!"
His dick rammed in and out of her pussy faster and faster. He was losing complete control of himself, as his penis trembled and then with one final thrust, started to spurt out its hot thick goo.
His prick released such a huge quantity of hot thick cream, that it oozed right out again of her cunt, and she rubbed his semen into her pussy hairs, thereby mixing it with her own lubricating juices.
Tammy's pussy had leaked so much fluid, that they stained everything they touched. It was an incredible scene. The two of them were still intertwined with each other as they lay perfectly still, his cock still inside her hot pussy hole.
"Oh, that was incredible," said Tammy. "You really turned me on."
"And you turned me on," said Mark. "I really had no idea you were so hot."
"You made me hot, baby," said Tammy, "You and your fucking hard piece of cock meat is what did it."
Mark bent over towards Tammy and kissed her gently. She had made him happy on two counts. First, she was going to lead him to a way to release Carolyn, and second, her own pussy had made his as hot and hard as had Carolyn's that time he made it with her.
"Let's do it again," said Tammy in a loud voice. "I want to do it all over again in exactly the same way."
Mark looked surprised. Even he,, a really hard and strong stud, felt that he needed some rest. It wasn't until Tammy switched on the tape recorder to play back their session that he understood. They wouldn't fuck, but Frank, listening in on them, would think that they were doing it all over again.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Tammy now whispered. Frank wouldn't be able to hear them above the tape recorder. Besides, he would think that they were fucking all over again.
She reached into her purse and handed him a set of keys. "I stole these from him earlier. The silver one is for the room off that corridor upstairs. The one where Carolyn is locked up in. The other is for the front door.
"Tell her to wait in a hotel. Pick one that's clean, not like this dump. And, do you think it would be a good idea to mess up the place a bit, so Frank will think burglars were there to rob the joint?"
"Good thinking. You know, I could never think of a way to help Carolyn, and you did. It just goes to show you that women's brains are sometimes sharper than a guy's brain."
"It's no time to start paying compliments. This tape will run out in about an hour. I'll be here to add to the noise, but I don't want to have to start the tape again. He might catch on if I did."
"Okay, I'm on my way. I'll sneak out the back way through the fire escape so the clerk won't see me and notify Frank."
"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that. Now hurry!" Mark was off like a light. He was going to rescue Carolyn. Everything was going to be all right.
Tammy played back the tape, and she put her ear to the wall. She heard Frank getting hard all over again, and she was amused. He sure liked to jerk off a lot.
She started groaning and moaning to add to the sounds on the tape, just in case he thought that they sounded familiar.
While Tammy was pretending to have wild sex again, Mark was unlocking the front door to Frank's place, to set Carolyn free.
He entered without much problem. He did have a bit of trouble finding the room, but he started to call out to Carolyn.
She must have been asleep, because she didn't answer him at first, and Mark thought that something really wrong had happened to her.
She finally heard someone calling for her, and she yelled back.
"I'm in here! Who is this?" She sounded cheerful and happy. It was obviously not Frank who was looking for her, and that could only be good news.
Mark was so excited as he tried to unlock the door that he almost broke the key. But he managed to get the door opened, and when she saw who it was, she practically flew into his arms.
"Oh, Mark! You did it! Oh, thank you! I'm so happy!"
"Quick, we don't have much time. Let's get the fuck out of here."
He dragged her down the stairs. She had been caught unawares, and she wasn't dressed.
"I'll buy you clothes later. Let's turn over the furniture and break what we can."
They spent ten to twenty- minutes ransacking the place, and then dashed into the street. She was clad in only her robe, and so he knew that no hotel would take her in. He raced her over to a waiting taxi, and told the driver to take her to a certain address. There was a girl waiting there, and she would be informed of her arrival.
Mark called the girl, and when all that was settled, he raced back to the Eagle Hotel, and snuck into the building.
He tapped softly on the door, and Tammy opened it. The tape was just about to run out, and the sounds coming from it were those at the height of orgasm.
"Hey, it turns me on to listen to it," said Mark.
"You should hear what it's been doing to Frank. That guy has beaten off three times."
"Well, that's his bag. He steals girls and jerks off. Some nut."
"Yeah." Tammy and Mark began to pretend that they had just finished having sex again.
Mark, in a loud voice, told Tammy that he was glad he met her, and asked her for her phone number.
Tammy, in an equally loud voice, said that she really couldn't give it to him, because it would make her boyfriend jealous.
Mark, however, wrote down the address of the place where Carolyn was staying, and said that she should contact him there. The apartment was all messed up, and Mark would call the police, telling them that he was a neighbor and had seen burglars. As soon as she could, she should slip away.
Tammy suggested that instead of saying that he was just a neighbor, he should say that this guy is the one who kidnapped the girl, and he had Carolyn to prove it. They would have to take him in.
Mark agreed, but first asked if Tammy could steal the records of his own participation in this kind of activity. She agreed, feeling that he had redeemed himself.
That settled, Mark made loud noises of goodbyes, and left.
Tammy tapped on the wall, and Frank came around to the room.
"How was it?"
"Oooh, it was so groovy! I'm ready for your cock now, Frank. I want your cock! He made me hot for you. That's what he did. He only made me feel really hot for you."
"I'd like to rest up a bit," said Frank. "Let's go back home, and after a bit, I'll sample your sweet and luscious pussy again."
"Okay," said Tammy, who knew what awaited Frank when he returned home.
He walked in the door and started to shout. "Hey! Look at that! My God! I've been robbed!"
Frank dashed upstairs. He raced into the room where Carolyn had been kept, and started scream at the top of his lungs.
The police arrived, however. When Frank heard them, he dashed down to the front room to try to get rid of them.
This gave Tammy the opportunity to race into his study and steal the records that would incriminate Mark.
She returned to the front room as Frank was trying to persuade the cops to leave.
"Look, I didn't call you. Nothing was taken. Don't worry about it. Okay? So you guys can go away. I refuse to press charges against whoever did this."
"You seem to be under a misapprehension," said one of the officers. "We didn't come here to investigate a robbery."
"No? Then get out! I don't want you here."
"We're here to arrest you on grounds of kidnapping."
"What?"
"Okay boys, handcuff him," said the officer in charge.
Quickly, Frank was put in handcuffs. He looked at Tammy who looked wide-eyed and innocent.
"She's the one! She's the one who did all the kidnapping!" said Frank, trying to pin the rap on Tammy.
One of the cops laughed. "Don't make things worse for yourself than they are. She's one of the ones who filed the charges against you."
Frank turned to her with hate and rage in his eyes. "You?"
Tammy nodded slowly as she moved closer to a policeman for protection.
"You are one of the lowest, most foul people I've ever known. You stink!" She was quite angry when she spoke.
"You ungrateful wretch! After all I've done for you!"
"You've done nothing. If I didn't play my cards right, I would have wound up like Carolyn. She's free now, no thanks to you."
"I'll get you for this!" Frank shouted as the cops led him away. "You'll be sorry!"
Tammy watched them all go. Then she got into a taxi and headed over to Mark's girlfriend's place, where she met Mark and Carolyn.
"He's been taken away," said Tammy. "The next step is to see that he gets put away for many years."
"He will, too. I'll do what I can to help, even if it means the same thing for me."
"No, Mark, they'll let you get off. You didn't do what he did. You weren't really up front about what you did, but you helped free Carolyn."
Carolyn was grateful for what Tammy and Mark had done for her. "I won't ever be able to thank you enough," said Carolyn. "I would have been held there for the rest of my life."
"Who knows? So could I have been," said Tammy. "Well, thank God he's been put away."
Mark found out later that several other girls had come forward and testified against Frank. He was going to be put in jail for a very long time.
Tammy and Carolyn both set up an apartment together. They both found jobs, though perhaps not the glamorous type jobs they thought they would get from Frank.
"At least it's an honest living," said Tammy. "I feel a lot freer now."
"I can't tell you how good I feel," said Carolyn. "I feel as if I owe my life to you and Mark."
Mark came over to visit them shortly after they had set up housekeeping. He enjoyed the company of both girls, as they had both turned him on, and he was pleased to see that they were getting along so well together.
"Stay for dinner," suggested Carolyn. "There is plenty for you."
"Oh, I couldn't," protested Mark.
"Don't be coy. We both want you to stay, you know that."
"Do you really?"
"Yes," said Carolyn and Tammy at the same time.
"Well then, I'll stay," said Mark.
Carolyn and Tammy set a very attractive table and they sat down to eat and drink.
There was plenty of food and wine, and the three of them got quite plastered, celebrating their newly found freedom.
After dinner, they all relaxed in the living room, and both girls, who had been eyeing Mark since the start of the evening, approached him, Tammy casually rubbing his thigh, and Carolyn putting her arms around his shoulders.
"Hmm, this is the best part of the evening," said Mark, who was enjoying the attention he was getting. He lay back as the girls started to get more and more passionate with him.
Tammy was now reaching up to his fly. His cock became hard the moment that she pressed her hands against his zipper, and, not to be outdone, Carolyn took hold of Mark's hand and placed it between her legs.
"Oh, baby, this is terrific," exclaimed Mark, who by now was really horny.
The combination of the wine and the girls had made him really hot, and his prick was so hard now, that it ached to be confined within his trousers.
Tammy started to unzip his pants, but as soon as she had reached in to take out his cock and balls, Carolyn had joined her, and together, the two of them started to alternately suck his cock.
Carolyn went wild as she licked the tip of his hard spear, and Tammy went equally wild as she sucked on his balls.
"Oh, that's terrific!" moaned Mark. "You girls are driving me crazy!"
He started to fingerfuck Carolyn, feeling the warm and juicy pussy lubricants that were beginning to flow and ooze out of her cunt.
"Fuck me," whispered Carolyn. "Oh, that feels so good!"
The three of them were by now on the floor, twisting and turning, each girl trying to grab hold of Mark's dong with her lips.
His prick was throbbing and pulsating now, and he started to scream with delight, as he felt his balls ready to release their huge store of hot semen into their bodies.
"Suck that cock!" he cried. "Suck it! Ohhhh! Suck it! Ohhhh!"
Tammy started to fingerfuck, herself, and she was moaning with pleasure. Her fingers worked quickly, and she felt that she could bring her clitoris to climax in a very short time.
Carolyn's cunt was still being massaged by Mark's fingers, and she began to cry out with sheer erotic pleasure.
"Ohhh! I want it! I want to be fucked! Ohh!! Ohhh! Fuck me, please fuck me!"
Both girls had their faces buried between Mark's legs, and they were alternately sucking on his spear.
Mark was at the supreme heights of ecstasy. His prick was being eaten by two girls, and he felt that when he shot, he would shoot so much come, that the room might practically float away.
"Suck that cock!" he cried. "Suck it! Ohh! Oh, baby, I'm going to shoot! Both you, you catch that come with your faces! I want to shoot my cream all over you! Ohhh! Ohh! I'm coming! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh!!"
Mark went wild, They had massaged his prick so much that when his prick finally exploded, there was a tremendous forceful burst of energy shooting out of his dick.
The thick white cream gushed out and coated their faces completely. They licked up as much as they could, but the rest of the semen just dribbled down their chins.
Each girl felt happy and complete. It had been an ordeal, but they had come through it without too many scars.
For Carolyn, however, the feeling of relief and happiness was extreme. As she confided to Mark and Tammy, it was as if she was born again. "Yes," she said. "I feel born again," and Carolyn wiped the last traces of come from her face.
