The more modem psychologists and sociologists delve into individual behavior patterns the more we realize that all human beings are not cut out of the same mold. This has become even more notable recently as a result of the incredible generation gap in our contemporary society.
Also increasingly more evident today is that the strong opposing forces in society drive certain individuals to seek expression primarily through sexual conduct. What happens to these misfits?
In this highly erotic novel the author gives a glimpse of two such misfits who find themselves through introducing young girls to sex.
Ben is virtually a recluse, a man seemingly without ambition, which makes him somewhat of an anachronism for his generation. Marla Welton is an ambitious woman, yet she comes from a generation which plays ambition down. Both Ben and Marla are sexual cripples, yet they function well from the standpoint of disguising their maladies. That they are in constant conflict is not surprising.
The author uses this conflict to illustrate what to some will be a rather frightening theme in this narrative--that antisocial misfits often can find the perfect situation to live out their dysfunction.
This novel, in fact, is very loosely based on an actual case which was uncovered in Texas in 1973. In the past decade similar situations have been revealed in Alabama, California and Illinois. The point is that official abuse, including sexual abuse, of inmates in state institutions is not at all unusual in our society.
It is in the ending that the author offers us a rather challenging thought. Everything seems to being going perfectly for Marla and Ben, until one of Marla's conquests backfires on her. Children, we are so often told, are so impressionable, particularly sexually, that they will fall into almost any behavior pattern an adult leads them to. Psychologists know that this is not so, and the author throws this at us in her final scenes. One wonders, in fact, if the author isn't asking if children actually have more common sense than adults.
This novel will be entertaining to some and challenging to others. Its importance is in the reflections it gives us of ourselves.
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CHAPTER ONE
Ben Morse sucked his breath in and held himself perfectly still as he stared through the air conditioning vent into the girls' shower room. Not four feet from Ben's bulging eyes an eleven-year-old girl was gaily laughing as she stripped her blue orphanage uniform from her nubile young body.
The forty-three-year-old janitor-handyman felt his balls begin to churn when the lovely young child bared her chest to his hungry eyes.
Her breasts were not yet fully formed, but they stood out proudly on her narrow chest like two near-ripe pears. Her nipples were like small dark cherries perched on soft mounds of smooth whipped cream.
Ben pulled himself up an inch and strained to see the other girls in the showers, but they remained teasingly just out of his vision.
What an unexpected stroke of luck! he told himself. Ben had been working on the installation of the new air conditioning system at the orphanage for two weeks now and it hadn't occurred to him that he might at last get a glimpse of some of the tantalizing young girls in the nude. He had been measuring the bend from the duct to the outlet going into the girls' shower room when he heard the girls laughing inside.
Ben felt his cock strain against his pants when the eleven-year-old girl slipped out of her panties. She had been standing with her profile to him, then she turned and he had a clear, unobstructed view of her sweet pussy.
Her pubic mound protruded slightly beneath her flat belly. He could see the lips of her young cunt plainly. The girl's pubic growth was almost nonexistent, limited to sparse tufts of chestnut brown hair to give her triangle the hint of a shadow.
The child's legs were long and graceful and her thighs seemed to send a beacon to Ben's now fevered brain. His eyes traveled back and forth between her cute young breasts and her sweet, innocent cunt.
Ben knew the girl. Her name was Cindy. She'd been in the orphanage since she was three. Ben remembered when she arrived. It was two years after he came to work at the orphanage. God, how she had grown! And how he'd love a piece of her cute little ass!
Cindy hung her uniform on a hook on the wall and walked into the open shower stall.
Ben's surging prick threatened to rip through his pants when the young girl turned and he was treated to a full view of her luscious little ass. The cheeks of her bottom were like two ripe little melons! The flesh wiggled as she walked, and when she bent down to pick up the soap another girl had left on the floor, Ben could swear he saw her asshole nestled between the cheeks of her tail. What he wouldn't have given to be behind her at that moment, sliding his hard prick between those soft cheeks!
He watched her tiny titties jiggle as she reached out and turned the shower on. She jumped when the first spray hit her naked body, then she quickly adjusted the faucets. Ben saw her cherry nipples pop erect when the water caressed her hobbling breasts. He had to choke back a moan of desire as he watched the young nymphette begin soaping her body.
Suddenly another naked young girl appeared in Ben Morse's field of vision. He recognized her immediately. It was Tina. Tina was older than Cindy, and her body was excellent evidence of that fact. Her tits were fuller and larger and she had a good growth of hair on her pussy.
Wouldn't she make a great lay! Ben asked himself as he stood with his eyes pressed against the open air conditioning vent. Tina said something to Cindy and then waved as she walked out Ben's sight.
Cindy leaned around the edge of the shower to watch Tina leave. Then, when she was certain the older girl was gone, Cindy reached down between her legs and placed her hand on her slit.
Ben's balls were roaring in his ears as he watched the eleven-year-old girl fondle her tiny cunt. She was standing face to him and he could see her fingers moving slowly up and down the length of her young slit. He glanced at her face and the expression of joy she wore told him that this wasn't the first time that she had played with herself! Her eyes were half-closed and her sweet young mouth hung open as she explored the mysteries of her budding body.
The sound of footsteps coming down the corridor reached Ben and made him curse silently. For one last glorious second he allowed his eyes to feast on the sight of the pretty young girl playing with herself in the shower. Then he moved quickly away from the air conditioning vent and pretended to be busy screwing the sheet metal ducts together. He faced the wall to prevent whoever it was from seeing his raging hard-on straining against his pants.
"How is your work coming, Mister Morse?"
Ben's scalp tingled when he heard the familiar voice behind him. It was Marla Welton, the mean, twenty-eight-year-old sociology major who had been hired a year ago to take over the administration of the orphanage.
"Pretty good, Miss Welton," Ben replied without turning. He hated Marla Welton. She was such a cold fish and thought so much of herself! And always calling him "Mister Morse," as if he didn't have a first name.
"You're two days behind schedule, Mister Morse," Marla Welton commented.
"I explained, Miss Welton ..
"I know, I know," Marla sighed. "This building is such an antique and nothing goes as it should. If only the county would give us a new facility! I've done everything I can, Mister Morse, and I'm afraid we'll have to be content with what we have. We also have to stay within budget, Mister Morse, so please catch up."
With her final remark she turned and walked away briskly. Ben breathed a sigh of relief and moved away from the wall. That bitch has done everything she can to make life miserable, he thought to himself. What she needs is a good lay, some guy to fuck the shit out of her and make her beg for more!
Looking up and down the corridor to make certain he was alone, Ben moved back to the vent and peered into the girls' shower area again. The stall was empty. Cindy was gone now. He sighed and went back to work on the air conditioning ducts.
After drifting from job to job in his early life, Ben Morse had found a home in the county orphanage. They provided his room and board and a salary of five hundred dollars a month. The first eight years had suited Ben perfectly. He did his work and they left him alone. He didn't have to account for his time to anybody and all they asked of him was that he kept the facility maintained.
Then, two years ago, Mary Phleghardt retired, and Marla Welton came to manage the orphanage. Ben's life hadn't been the same since the day the Welton bitch arrived. She was always after him to do this and that and she never left him alone. She'd even asked him to fix things on a Sunday!
Ben had also noted a change in many of the girls in the orphanage. Marla Welton was not nearly as popular as Mary had been. Miss Welton had experienced trouble with the boys in the orphanage from the very beginning, but she handled this by successfully having them transferred to another facility so that all she had to deal with was girls.
Lifting the bend into place, Ben secured the clamps at the vent. As he stepped off the ladder he heard soft footsteps coming down the hall. He turned and felt a twinge in his balls when he saw eleven-year-old Cindy walking toward him.
The young girl was fully dressed now, but Ben's eyes seemed to gain X-ray vision and he saw her deliciously ripe naked body beneath her uniform as she walked toward him.
"Hi, Ben!" the young girl greeted with a smile.
"Well, hi, Cindy," Ben replied, his eyes fixed on the small bumps on her young chest. "Why, every time I see you, you've grown!"
"You see me every day," the young girl giggled. "When will the air conditioning be finished?"
"Oh, I suppose a week or two," Ben replied. "We don't need it yet."
"But we will next month," Cindy sighed. "Remember how hot it was last summer?"
"Sure do."
"Whoops! Here comes Miss Welton. She doesn't like us talking to you. She says it disturbs your work."
With that the young girl skipped off and disappeared around the corner.
CHAPTER TWO
Cindy Lawrence had learned to steer clear of Miss Welton. Her somewhat rebellious nature placed her in frequent clashes with the strict woman. Cindy had much preferred Mrs. Phleghardt. Many of the girls felt this way, but with the cunning of those who have no alternative they had learned to survive under the new administration. Several of the girls had become favorites of Marla Welton, but Cindy wasn't one of them.
Not fifteen minutes after she spoke to Ben Morse, Cindy was involved in a plot to fix one of Miss Welton's favorites. Along with two other girls, Cindy had helped tie the girl's uniforms in knots. Then they balanced a pail of water above the door when they heard the girl coming.
The girl's shriek when she was suddenly doused with water could be heard all over the building.
Unfortunately for Cindy and her friends, Miss Welton was just down the hall and came running. The three girls split and ran for all they were worth.
Cindy was under no illusions about the severe penalties Miss Welton would deal out if she caught the culprits, and so the eleven-year-old girl ran as fast as she could. She was almost certain that Miss Welton had not seen her and she thought that she would be safe if she could find a place to hide.
She ran downstairs but didn't go into the yard because Miss Welton might be watching at a window. Instead, she continued down to the basement and scurried for the storage room. The young girl's heart skipped a beat when she found the door to the storage room locked.
Cindy didn't dare go back upstairs now. If Miss Welton saw her coming out of the basement, she'd know immediately that Cindy had been one of the girls involved!
Her eyes darted quickly around the cavernous basement and her heart leaped to her throat when she noticed the door to Ben Morse's apartment. Ben wouldn't snitch on her! He liked her.
The eleven year old raced across the concrete floor and grabbed the handle on the door to Ben's apartment. The knob turned easily in her hand. It was unlocked! Cindy cracked the door and quickly slid into the maintenance man's dark apartment.
She stood in the pitch dark room and held her breath while she listened to see if Miss Welton was coming down the steps. Her heart was beating so fast in her ears she wondered if she'd be able to hear anything!
Satisfied that she wasn't followed at the moment, the young girl ran her hand along the wall inside the door until she found the light switch. She flipped it on and waited until her eyes adjusted to the light.
Cindy had never seen Ben's apartment before. It was definitely off-limits to the girls. In fact, you had to have permission to even come to the basement.
It was a large room. An old double bed was placed against the center of the far wall and there was a huge old bureau opposite. A mirror above the bureau and a small landscape painting in the center of the wall were the only decorations in the room. There was a small bookcase next to the bed and next to that was the door to his closet. The closet was open and Cindy could see his clothes hanging on a pipe. On the other wall was the door to his bathroom.
The eleven-year-old girl's breath caught in her throat when she heard someone coming down the stairs into the basement. She quickly flicked the lights off and headed across the room and into the open closet. When she tried to pull the closet door closed behind her she found that it was warped and would not close all the way.
There was a sound at the door and Cindy knew that it was too late to change hiding places. She hid behind the hanging clothes and held her breath.
The sound of the door to the apartment opening made her knees tremble. Then the room was flooded with light. Cindy watched Ben close the door behind him. The closet door was open about six inches and provided the frightened young girl a good view of the bookcase and bed.
Her fear of being discovered lessened as she watched the handyman move about his room. She saw him bolt the front door so that nobody could come in. Then he stretched and walked into the bathroom.
Cindy couldn't see into the bathroom, but she could hear and she knew that he was relieving himself. How she wished she could see!
Then, when he once again came into her field of vision, the young girl almost gasped aloud! His pants were open and he had his penis in his hand! It was the first time the innocent young child had ever seen a man's organ, and it fascinated her.
Standing not six feet from where she was hidden, Ben unbuckled his belt and slipped out of his pants and shorts. He harbored not the vaguest suspicion that he was not alone. No one ever came to his apartment.
While he was urinating images of the naked young girls he had seen earlier flashed through his mind and made the blood flow through his prick.
Stepping out of his pants and shorts, Ben flopped down on the bed and took his now hard and straining cock in his hand. He remembered the pink lips of young Cindy's cunt as his hand slowly began stroking.
Cindy could feel her heart pounding in her ears as she watched the man play with his penis. Her mouth was open and her eyes were bulging in their innocent sockets. The young child had no idea a man's penis was so big! She leaned forward to get a better view and an empty hanger clattered to the cement floor.
"What was that?" Ben snapped, jumping off the bed.
The sound had come from his closet and he walked over quickly and pulled the door open.
"What are you doing in there?" Ben said, reaching in and grasping the trembling young girl's wrist to yank her out into the room.
"Oh, please!" Cindy gasped. "I won't tell anybody."
"Tell anybody what?" Ben snapped.
"What... what you were doing... " the frightened girl stammered.
"Well, I guess you won't!" Ben laughed. "Not after what I seen you doing to yourself in the shower, Cindy."
"OH!"
CHAPTER THREE
The voice of Miss Welton calling through the door interrupted them.
"I hate to bother you, Mister Morse," Miss Welton called through the door, "but did one of the girls come down here?"
"No, Miss Welton," Ben called back. "I just got off work myself and came down to rest before dinner. None of the girls has been down here."
"All right," Miss Welton said, disappointment obvious in her voice. "I'm sorry to have bothered you. If any of the girls do come down, do be sure to tell me."
"Yes, ma'am," Ben called back.
Ben noticed that Cindy was trembling as they stood silently listening to Miss Welton climb back upstairs.
"Thank... thank you," Cindy breathed when they heard the upper door to the basement close behind Miss Welton.
"Sounds to me like you're in some trouble, Cindy."
"Not if she doesn't catch me, I'm not," Cindy remarked.
"Then you'd better stay down here awhile," Ben chuckled. "Unless I miss my guess, she'll be waiting up there."
"You won't... you won't tell her... what you saw..."
"You mean that you were playing with your cunt?" Ben asked with a laugh. "I guess not. Anyway, what's wrong with that? It felt good, didn't it?"
"Well, yes ..she replied in a tiny voice.
Ben smiled when he saw the girl's eyes fix on his now partially erect cock.
"Maybe I'd better put some clothes on," he remarked.
"Oh, you don't have to do that!" Cindy replied before she realized what she had said.
"You like to look at my prick? But I just wouldn't feel right standing here naked while you were dressed. Of course, you could take your clothes off and then we'd both be naked, Cindy."
"Oh, I couldn't. .
"And then I guess I'd never be able to tell Miss Welton anything--because we'd have a secret bond between us," Ben pressed.
"Really? I..."
"Of course if you don't want to have a secret bond between us..."
"Oh, I do!" Cindy said.
"Then why don't you take your clothes off and we'll share secrets?" Ben suggested.
The eleven-year-old girl was so frightened she was shaking. The thought of undressing in front of the man embarrassed her so that her cheeks blushed. Yet she needed a friend, especially now. She knew what terrible punishment she would receive if Miss Welton found out that she was down here.
"After all, I've already seen you naked," Ben laughed.
"Okay," Cindy said quietly.
She turned around so that she wouldn't have to face him and slowly began taking her clothes off. First she pulled her uniform jumper over her head. Then she unhooked her bra and slipped it off her shoulders. Then she forced herself to slip her panties down.
The sight of the eleven-year-old girl's naked flesh just inches away made the forty-three-year-old handyman's balls churn with desire. He reached down and held his now aching cock in his hand as the cheeks of her young ass were slowly bared before his hungry eyes.
"Now turn around, Cindy," Ben said when she stepped out of her panties and kicked her loafers off.
Cindy's cheeks were flushed crimson. She could feel the older man's eyes boring into her naked flesh. The child obeyed, slowly turning around to face him.
Ben's breath caught in his throat when his eyes were treated to a delicious close-up of the girl's exciting charms. Her unripe tits quivered on her chest and the lips of her young cunt seemed to tremble beneath his hungry gaze.
"Why, Cindy, you're a full grown woman, aren't you?" Ben said admiringly.
"Really?" the girl said quietly.
"Really," Ben assured her as he took a step closer to her luscious young body. "Why those tits are better than most women ever have."
Cindy saw the older man's hand reach out and she knew that she should shrink back, but she couldn't move! Then his hand was on her breast! The rough, sandpaper texture of his fingers grasped the flesh of her breast and began kneading it.
"Oh!" she gasped when he crudely rolled her sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Yes, sir, these are nice tits, Cindy!"
"Oh, please..."
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Ben laughed. His balls were rumbling like an overloaded washing machine as he caressed the young girl's soft, warm breast.
"Yes... " she replied in a tiny, very embarrassed voice. "OH!"
The innocent young girl's nipple suddenly popped erect beneath his caressing fingers. She knew that she should tell him to stop, but it felt strangely exciting to have him touch her body like this.
Dropping his cock, Ben brought both hands to the luscious child's body. He held her tits in his hands and fondled them, then began running his warm hands all over her trembling young body. He traced his fingers down her ribs and over her flat tummy. He allowed his hands to wander behind her back to cup the cheeks of her cute tail. He slid a finger into the crevice between her buttocks and ran it down to her slit.
"OH! Oooooohh!" Cindy cried when she felt the tip of his finger moving into her crack.
Ben brought his other hand up between the child's legs and rested the length of his finger against her cunt. Bells rang deep in his mind. If they ever caught him messing around with a young girl like this they'd send him to jail for the rest of his life! He pushed these thoughts from his mind and sighed. He didn't give a damn! He'd been around these little nymphettes for two long not to sample one when the chance presented itself.
"Like having me feel your body?" he asked softly and he applied pressure to her young cunt.
"OH! Oooooohh! Yes!" Cindy responded. Exciting fires were sweeping through her body.
"It's fun," Ben chuckled. "Don't you want to feel me none?"
"Can I?" Cindy cried eagerly.
"Sure. Ain't you never felt a man's prick before, Cindy?"
"No," she replied with a scarlet blush caressing her cheeks.
"Well, here, you sit on the bed," he said, guiding her over and pressing her down to a sitting position on the edge of the mattress. He stood directly in front of her with his rigid, straining cock held right in front of her eyes. Then he reached down and took her warm little hand in his and brought it up to place her fingers on his throbbing shaft.
Cindy thought her cheeks were burning up! His huge penis was now just inches from her face and she could see every detail of his sex! It was so big. His shaft was long, almost as long as a ruler, and so very thick! Ropelike veins ran along it like the gnarled roots of a big tree. The head of his penis was like a swollen mellon and bright pink.
There was a tiny slit at the very end of his penis and it oozed a thick drop of cream while she watched. Cindy could smell the strong odor of the older man's sex and it made her nostrils flare wide apart. It had a strange aroma, but she liked it.
Then her fingers touched his shaft and she could feel it throbbing. It was like a live animal in her hand and it excited her.
"Feel it," Ben laughed.
The young girl let her fingers move slowly over the moist surface of his huge organ and she felt it respond to her touch.
"Does... does that feel good?" she asked.
"That feels real good, Cindy," Ben returned with a smile. "Don't be afraid you'll hurt it. Get a good hold on it."
"Like this?"
OH! Yes, Cindy, like that!" Ben moaned when the young girl squeezed his aching rod firmly in her small hands.
"What are these?" Cindy asked.
"Those are my balls," Ben replied as calmly as he could.
"Can I feel them?" the eleven-year-old girl asked.
"Sure."
Cindy reached down and placed her warm hand on his bloated testicles. She loved the feel of his pubic hair against her fingers.
"Kiss it, Cindy. Take it in your sweet mouth," Ben moaned.
"Is that... is that nice?" she asked.
"That's the nicest thing a girl can do to a man," he sighed. "Would you like me to do it to you first?"
"Will I like it?" the girl asked.
"You'll love it," Ben laughed. "Here, spread your legs wide apart."
Ben quickly dropped to his knees in front of the girl and crawled between her legs. His balls threatened to explode when he stared directly into her darling young pussy. He could still smell the soap from where she had rubbed the bar on her cunt in the shower.
Cindy watched the older man bring his face to her crotch. She saw him smack his lips as he reached in and spread the lips of her sex with the tips of his fingers. Her body squirmed to his touch. Then his mouth moved and she saw his pink tongue snake out of his mouth.
"OH! OOOOOOooooooooohhhhhh!!!"
As she watched, his tongue moved hungrily up and down the length of her slit. Then it was flicking back and forth across her sensitive button and waves of passion were sweeping through the innocent girl's body.
"Like that?"
"OH! Oooohhh!!! OH, YES!!!" she gasped as his tongue sent flames sweeping through her young body. This was so much better than when she did it to herself! It felt like her head was going to fall off of her shoulders!
The forty-three-year-old man licked the eleven-year-old girl's pussy with relish. He hadn't tasted anything so fresh and exciting in years. And the way her hips writhed beneath his oral caresses! Her clitoris quivered with each flick of his tongue and he knew that the child was very close to her climax. Ben doubled his efforts and massaged her clitoris firmly beneath his probing tongue.
Cindy was so excited goosebumps were breaking out all over her skin! Her eyes were fastened on the sight of the older man's face buried in her crotch. She watched his pink tongue dart about between the lips of her pussy, and watching seemed to make it all the more thrilling!
The way he flicked it against her sensitive button and rubbed it up and down her slit! The eleven-year-old girl had only discovered the exciting mysteries of her budding body several months ago, and nothing that she had ever done to herself had ever felt this good!
"OOOOoooooohhhh!!!!" When she moaned with pleasure, it seemed like he speeded up his marvelous tongue and the innocent young child felt like her entire body was going to melt! She brought her tiny hands to the top of his head and ground her hips on the mattress as her body quaked.
"OH! OH! AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaiiiieeeeee!!!!!!" she cried when a tidal wave of passion swept through her system and broke the dam of her young passion.
Ben couldn't get over the uninhibited way she came on his tongue. She gasped, moaned and cried out like an animal and ground her young, wet cunt against his mouth with abandon. Then, when her muscles went lax, Ben pulled his mouth away from her sweet crotch.
"Was that fun?"
"Oh, yes!" the eleven-year-old girl sighed. "Did... did you like doing it to me?"
"I sure did," Ben sighed. "I could lick your cunt like that every day, Cindy."
"Really?"
"Really," he assured her.
"I'd... I'd like you to, if you really mean it," Cindy said eagerly.
"I mean it," the forty-three-year-old handyman assured the eleven-year-old orphan. "Now wouldn't you like to make me feel that good?"
"Oh, yes!" she responded quickly.
"Then start kissing my cock and take it in your mouth," Ben said as he pulled himself once again to his feet and stood with his aching cock sticking into the pretty young child's face.
Cindy's body trembled as she found herself once more staring at his giant penis. The swollen head was now covered with a light coating of clear lubricant and a huge tear hung from the slit at the tip.
"I... I don't... I don't know how!" she exclaimed breathlessly.
"I'll teach you," Ben said as patiently as he could. He wanted to grab a fistful of her hair and ram his prick into her sweet young mouth, but he knew that would scare the devil out of her. "First, kiss it, honey. Take it in your hand and kiss it."
Cindy took a deep breath to screw up her courage and then reached out and grasped his thick, pulsing organ in her small hand. It was so thick she couldn't get her fingers all the way around it, but she held it in a firm grip.
The young girl didn't really want to kiss it. That seemed naughty and dirty, but after how good he'd made her feel how could she possibly not do what he wanted? Especially if he was going to lick her cunt like that every day!
Closing her eyes, she moved her face forward and brought her sweet young lips to the swollen, moist head of his shaft. A new and exciting flavor exploded on her taste buds when her mouth came into contact with his prick. It was very salty, yet strangely nice. She planted a series of tiny kisses all over the big, balloonlike head of his penis and then opened her eyes.
It was fun! She didn't think that she'd like it, but it was fun. She loved the way she felt his shaft throb in her hand. And every time she kissed it, his cock would jerk a little in her grasp.
"God, that's good!" Ben moaned as he watched the young girl kiss his aching dick. "Now, Lick it, Cindy."
Cindy obeyed immediately, snaking her youthful pink tongue out of her mouth to lap his churning meat. It tasted so good she could feel an itch begin between her legs. She ran the tip of her tongue along the ropelike veins that ran around his huge shaft. Cindy began lapping his penis as if it were an ice cream cone. This was so much fun!
"Holy Christ!" the forty-three-year-old man groaned as the eleven-year-old girl lapped his prick hungrily. His balls were acting like a cement mixer! "Take it in your mouth, honey. Open your mouth and take it inside!"
This had become an exciting, fun-filled game for the young innocent girl and she obeyed his every suggestion. She opened her mouth wide and slipped her lips around the swollen head of his organ.
It was so big! The child began to panic when her jaws stretched until they ached to take the thickness of his sex inside her young mouth. For a minute it felt like the corners of her lips were going to split, but somehow she managed to take the swollen head beyond her teeth.
The air rushed out of her nostrils when she was suddenly forced to breathe through her nose. His cock so completely filled her young mouth she could feel his heart beating as it pressed against her cheeks and the roof of her mouth.
His heavy organ was crushing her tongue, but she found this strangely thrilling. She could feel the blood engorged head of his shaft lodged in her throat and she liked that.
Most of all, the young girl liked the way his prick jerked and trembled inside her mouth. She knew that she was exciting him the way he had excited her.
"Now move your lips up and down the shaft," Ben moaned, placing his hands on the sides of her head and holding her face in place while he slowly began fucking her sweet, young mouth.
Cindy began moving her mouth up and down and felt his hairy balls bounce against her chin. She loved the way he held her head while he moved his cock in and out of her throat.
Her eyes were wide open now and staring down at the sight of his thick pole going in and out of her mouth. She watched his pulsating veins crush against her lips as he glided his organ into her throat.
Forty-three-year-old Ben Morse was having all he could do to control himself. Her mouth was so tight and hot, and the sight of his aching prick disappearing inside her lovely lips made his balls chum! He reached out and took one of her ripening tits in each hand as he jerked his hips to fuck her face. The moment he touched her darling nipples they popped erect and became hot in his hands.
Cindy loved the way he played with her breasts. She was proud of her development and it delighted her that he found them so sexy! All he had to do was touch her there and she was hot!
The inexperienced child knew that something was about to happen. She could feel his heart pounding faster and faster as he pumped his hard, hot prick into her throat. And his breathing was coming faster-much faster!
"Hey! WOW! OOOOOOoooohh!" Ben grunted when his nuts exploded.
Cindy wasn't prepared for the explosion that took place inside her mouth. His cock suddenly seemed to swell up and then it began spurting loads of hot cream. The first spurts went directly down her throat and almost gagged her. Then, when she tried to keep the swirling juices in her mouth, little streams of his sperm oozed out of the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin and neck. To stop this, Cindy began swallowing the rivers of hot juices erupting from the head of his cock. She swallowed and swallowed until she had drawn the last drop from his balls.
"God, Cindy," Ben moaned, "that was great!"
"Did I do it right?" the unsure young child asked.
"Perfect! Honey, if you'd do that to me every day, I'd lick your cunt twice a day!"
"Gee!" Cindy said, grasping the older man's cock in her hand and squeezing it fondly. "Could we? I mean, could we really?"
"As long as we don't let anybody find out what we're doing. If anybody was ever to find out, you and me, we'd be in a lot of trouble."
"We could keep it a secret," Cindy said eagerly. "We wouldn't tell anybody."
"That's the way it would have to be," Ben said, amazed to find that his cock was remaining as hard as a rock while the pretty child held it and squeezed it in her warm hand.
"And I could come down here once, maybe twice, every day," Cindy said. "Is... is what we just did what a man and a woman do in sex, Ben?"
"Part of it," Ben replied with a laugh as he sat down on the edge of the mattress next to the young girl. Her hand never left his rigid shaft when he moved.
"What else do they do?" the eleven-year-old girl demanded with an affectionate squeeze of his shaft in her hand.
"Well, they fuck," Ben replied.
"How do they do that?"
"Well, the man shoves his cock in the girl's cunt and fucks her. Or sometimes the girl sits on the man's prick and fucks him."
"Will you teach me? Oh, please, Ben! Will you teach me everything about sex?"
"You really want to learn, don't you, honey?"
"Oh, yes!" she cried eagerly. "Will you teach me how to f-fuck now? Please!"
"Well... If you really want to learn--"
"I do! Please!" she cried.
"Well, why don't you lick my cock and get it good and hot," he chuckled, "and then we'll see if you like to fuck."
"Okay!"
He didn't treat her like a little girl and that meant more than anything to Cindy. She loved to hear him say words like fuck and cunt! He was treating her like a woman!
She dropped her face to his lap and brought her tongue to his still rigid penis. Holding the base of his shaft firmly in her warm little hands, Cindy began lapping the head like lollipop. She loved the taste of his sex and she dipped the tip of her tongue into the slit at the end of his penis to catch a drop of his honey forming there.
Ben's balls rumbled with renewed desire as he watched the child's lovely head bob about in his lap. Her chestnut brown hair gleamed in the light of his room and acted like a halo around her creamy white face.
He reached over and placed his hand in her lap while she continued licking his now throbbing member. Sliding his finger into her already damp slit, he began slowly massaging her quivering clitoris.
This was like having his wildest dream come true! After all these years he was going to have a hot little girl begging for sex every day!
"Uuuummmmmm!" Cindy moaned when his finger sent sparks flying through her veins. She had taken his cock into her warm mouth again. Her jaws still ached from stretching so wide to take his thickness into her mouth, but she loved the way it made him so hot! "Okay! OKAY!" Ben moaned. "You've got it good and hot now. Still want to learn how to fuck?"
"Oh, yes!" the innocent child cried excitedly.
"Okay, let's do it standing up."
Ben stood up and pulled the eager young girl to her feet. He guided her around to the foot of the bed.
"Now bend over and hold onto the rail. That's it. Spread your legs apart, honey. There! That's better. If you bend over a little more, you can watch between your legs."
Cindy was so excited her entire body trembled. She gripped the rail at the foot of his bed with her hands and bent down to stare back between her thighs. She saw him standing behind her with his long, hard cock in his hand. He was aiming it at her hole!
Ben stood perfectly still for a long moment, savouring the tantalizing sight of her nubile body waiting for him. Her cute little bottom was high in the air and her legs were perfectly straight. This was the image that flashed through his mind when he had watched her in the shower.
His eyes feasted on the soft flesh of her tail and caressed her tightly puckered asshole nestled in the crevice between the cheeks of her buttocks. What would it be like to plug her asshole, he wondered? No. He'd save that for later in her education.
Cindy's heart beat in her temples as she watched him stroke his thick prick behind her. She saw him slowly begin moving forward and the swollen head of his prick came to her slit.
"OOooooohh!!" she mewed when she felt his cock touch her pussy for the first time.
"Now, Cindy," Ben said between heavy breaths, "this may hurt at first, but you musn't scream or you'll bring Miss Welton down here. You wouldn't want that, would you?"
"No!"
"Are you sure you want me to fuck you?" Ben asked.
"Oh, yes! I won't scream. I promise. Will... will it hurt very much?"
"Only right at first. Then it will feel good," Ben assured the eleven-year-old girl. "Tell me that you want me to fuck you."
Cindy could feel the forty-three-year-old man's huge cock poised at the entrance to her vagina.
"I want you to fuck me," she said quickly.
Ben grabbed the child's waist in his hands and jerked his hips to send his hard cock lunging into her waiting hole.
"AAAaaaauuuuuurrrrrrrrrhhh-hhhgggggghhhhhh!!!" Cindy cried, clasping her hand over her mouth to muffle her anguished scream. His cock cut into her virginal vagina like a battering ram with spikes. She could feel it ripping her flesh as it plunged to the depths of her young womb!
It was the most painful thing the child had ever had happen to her! The pain screamed through her body and made tears gush from her youthful eyes. She gritted her teeth and cried as he lunged relentlessly into her.
"I... I can't... I can't take it!" she moaned.
"The pain will be gone in a minute," Ben grunted as he dug his aching prick to the hilt inside her warm, exciting body.
"You're... you're killing meeeeeeeee," the eleven-year-old girl gasped.
Cindy thought that she was going to faint. For a long moment everything seemed to go black before her eyes. Then, slowly, the pain began to fade. It still hurt--and hurt a lot, but the young girl felt another sensation seeping into her system that was even more urgent. It was like she felt when he had his mouth on her sex and was licking her, only this was even more intense!
"Better?" Ben asked, holding his cock buried deep in her cunt to allow her to adjust to it.
"Y... yes," she admitted.
"Is it starting to feel good?" Ben asked with a chuckle.
"Yes," she replied in a tiny voice. "It feels real good!"
"Then let's fuck!" Ben grunted as he began pumping his thick piston in and out of her tight sleeve.
"OOOOOOooooooooohhh!!!! OH!" she gasped when he started fucking her. She could feel every inch of his massive weapon inside her tight cunt and she loved the stuffed feeling it gave her.
"Like that?"
"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed. "YES! Fuck me!"
Ben's balls rumbled threateningly in his ears as he watched his throbbing rod work its way in and out of the child's twat. The lips of her cunt were stretched tight around his shaft and her damp warmth surrounded his sex.
"Fuck me!" Cindy cried excitedly as she watched the older man's balls bounce and sway as he worked his huge organ in and out of her hole She could see everything as she stared back between her legs. She saw his thick penis disappear inside her hole and burrow to the very depths of her womb. She saw his balls sway and then bounce against her slit with each stroke. Watching it while she actually felt it was almost too much for her!
She was sore and several of his hard thrusts made her wince with pain, but she was also very aroused. It felt so good! She loved it when his heavy, hairy balls crushed hard against her slit and massaged her button on his hard downstrokes.
"OOOOoooohhhh!!! Yes, like that! Oh, yes!" she cried as he sent his cock lunging faster and faster inside her.
The sound of his hard body slapping against hers with each stroke seemed to emphasize her excitement and she held onto the rail of the bed for dear life. Tears of joy welled in her pretty young eyes and began running down her cheeks. The sight of his long, hard cock sliding in and out of her hole was hazy now, but the waves of passion sweeping through her young body were sharp and clear.
"Now!" she cried. "Oh, please, now! Fuck me!"
Ben Morse needed no urging. The forty-three-year-old man pumped his aching cock into the eleven-year-old girl's body with everything he had!
"OH! OH! AAAAAAAAAAAA-aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!!!! " Cindy's scream bounced off the walls of the room. She didn't care! She couldn't help herself. Her body seemed to explode into a thousand tiny fragments like a skyrocket.
Then she felt a firehose let loose inside her. His prick was spurting hot cream into her like a pump. She felt it fill her womb and then begin oozing out of her hole to run in tiny warm streams down her thighs and legs.
Every human being experiences a certain moment in time and this was Cindy's. She was now a woman, a grownup woman!
"No, please don't take it out yet!" she cried when she felt his cock began sliding out of her cunt.
"Have to, honey," Ben laughed. "You really drained my balls!"
"Oh, I want to drain your balls every day, Ben!" she cried. "Was I good?"
"You were super!" Ben sighed as he walked around the corner of the bed and flopped exhausted on the mattress. "Do you like to fuck?"
"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed. "I'm awfully sore, though."
"If you're still sore tomorrow," Ben chuckled, "you bring that cute little cunt down here and I'll lick it well."
CHAPTER FOUR
Ben Morse had trouble concentrating on his work the next day. For one thing, he was drained. He had awakened to a light tapping on his door at six that morning. He'd stumbled out of bed to find Cindy waiting at the door to his room.
"My c-cunt is still sore, Ben," she said with a smile as she slipped into the room.
She'd lifted her uniform to show him that she was not wearing any panties beneath, and Ben had placed her on the bed and licked her until she had a tearful climax. Then she had insisted on sucking his cock and gave him a toe-curling blow-job while he still had his pee hard-on.
Ben smiled at the thought that he might have an eleven-year-old nymphomaniac on his hands. Now he had something other than Miss Welton's nagging to look forward to everyday.
"You've dropped that screwdriver three times, Mister Morse!"
Ben turned to find Miss Welton glaring at him. "You'll never finish at this rate!"
"Butterfingers," he murmured, returning to his work. He wanted to tell her that if she didn't like his work she could shove it up her tight ass, but he didn't dare! Especially now that he had Cindy!
"Pay more attention to what you're doing!" Miss Welton snapped and turned on her heel to walk away.
Ben watched her disappear. She wasn't a bad-looking bitch. She was thin and pretty well stacked. She had a tight little ass, but she was the type that thought her shit didn't stink, he told himself. What she needs is a good hard cock rammed up that tight ass of hers!
He wished she'd get off his back. The bitch worked hard for the orphanage; he'd give her that. And she really had a battle on her hands. If they didn't get the bond issue through next week, they might all be looking for work. Marla Welton was working hard to see that the bond issue passed. She'd sent parades of the girls into town with placards about how the home needed the bond issue to survive. She'd appeared on radio and TV to urge the passage of the issue.
Up until now, Ben hadn't really cared whether the bond issue passed or not. He wasn't anxious to look for another job, but life under Miss Welton was so miserable he thought it might not be so bad to start somewhere else.
Cindy changed things. The very thought of losing Cindy made his stomach tie up in knots. Where else would he ever find a hot little girl who'd suck his cock and fuck him whenever he wanted? Shit, that bond issue had to pass!
Ben screwed the next to last duct in place in the new building. Not that this part of the orphanage was "new" by any means. This building had been built some twenty-five years ago, but it was that many years younger than the old part of the orphanage that had once been a wealthy manufacturer's country estate.
The old building would be the tough part of this air conditioning installation. Ben knew that and he'd been dreading starting on that part. The walls were double thick and solid adobe and he'd have to cut channels in some areas. He'd also have to lay conduits for the wiring. The old wiring wasn't anywhere near adequate for the new system.
With a deep sigh, Ben picked up his tools and went outside to survey the first part of the old building. This one wouldn't be too difficult. He'd run the duct work on the outside of the building so that the windows could be used for vents. Each room had two windows--a large, regular window and a small ventilation window about five feet off to the side.
He went inside and unlatched all of the ventilation windows, then mounted a ladder and began laying the ductwork along the outer wall.
The work went slow and it was the middle of the afternoon before he was ready to install his first vent. This one was for the large room assigned to Miss Welton. Perched on the ladder, Ben placed his fingers on the window to Miss Welton's room. The moment he cracked the window, he heard the sound of soft voices inside Miss Welton's room.
Ben froze for a long minute. He was tempted to quietly peek inside. Maybe he'd see the bitch getting undressed. The thought of what she would do to him if she caught him made him pause. She'd probably fire him right then and there.
He was about to rap on the window and announce that he was ready to install the vent for her room when he heard the bitch's voice clearly.
"Do you like my tits, Alice?"
Ben shook his head. Was he dreaming! Did the bitch actually say that?
"Oh, yes, Miss Welton. They're nice."
"Call me Marla, Alice dear."
What the hell is going on in there? Ben asked himself. Was the bitch bare-chesting for one of the girls? Ben's curiosity became overwhelming.
Quietly climbing up one more rung on the ladder, Ben silently eased the top of the window out several inches so that he could see into the room.
The sight that greeted his eyes made his balls twitch! Marla Welton was slipping out of her panties to stand stark naked in front of Alice Mooney. Ben recognized Alice immediately. She was one of the older girls in the home. Alice must have been fifteen. She'd always been a shy girl around Ben, but he thought she was one of the best-looking gals in the orphanage.
Marla Welton's body surprised Ben. She was slender and damned well built, something he had never suspected from the loose-fitting clothing she wore around the orphanage. Her tits were round and firm and her ass was full without being broad.
Without much effort, Ben told himself, Marla Welton could be a regular sex queen! But why was she stripping in front of Alice?
"See how nice I've kept my body, Alice dear?" Marla Welton said as she did a full turn in front of the fifteen-year-old girl.
"Gee, you sure have, Miss... Marla," the fifteen-year-old responded with frank admiration.
"Take off your clothes, dear, and let's see how your body has developed," Miss Welton said softly.
"But... Well, gee--"
"Don't be bashful, Alice dear," Marla Welton said softly. "After all, we're both women. And there are no nasty boys with filthy, dirty minds around. We're alone, Alice."
"Well... okay."
Ben shifted one foot on the ladder as he felt his cock begin pressing hard against his pants while he watched. Remembering where he was, he glanced quickly about the yard to see if anybody was watching him. It certainly wouldn't do to be caught up on a ladder staring into Miss Welton's room! The yard was empty and Ben breathed a sigh of relief.
He returned his gaze to the crack in the window in time to see Alice pull her uniform over her head. Ben thought that he detected a certain reluctance on the girl's part, but he couldn't be sure.
The forty-three-year-old handyman's prick jerked in his pants when he saw fifteen-year-old Alice drop her bra on the floor and slip her panties down. She was even prettier than he had imagined! Alice had a full set of ripe tits crested with a lovely pair of nipples that tilted upward. She had a narrow waist that seemed to emphasize the bush of her pussy and her legs were sculptured out of creamy white marble.
Ben Morse saw that he wasn't the only one impressed with the fifteen-year-old's voluptuous figure. The lust in Marla Welton's eyes was unmistakable!
She's queer, a lesbian! Ben told himself. Well, I'll be a sonofabitch!
CHAPTER FIVE
Marla Welton had no idea that her every move was being observed by the handyman outside her window. This was regular routine for her, what she called "breaking a girl in." It was her prime reason for remaining with this godforsaken orphanage and working so hard to keep it afloat.
Marla had discovered she was gay at the age of fourteen when an older woman her mother had hired as a babysitter had seduced her. Subsequent attempts at sex with men had proven disastrous and Marla had aimed herself for a career where she would be working with young girls. These past two years at the orphanage had been a paradise for her!
Alice Mooney shivered as she stood stark naked in front of the headmistress of the orphanage. The fact that Miss Welton was also naked was little consolation for the frightened young girl. She'd heard rumors. Nothing definite, but rumors nonetheless.
"You have such lovely tits, Alice dear," Marla remarked as softly and casually as she could when she walked up to the young girl and reached out to place her hands on the child's ripe breasts.
Alice jumped at the contact and Marla laughed.
"Don't be so shy, Alice," Marla said, still cupping the child's breasts in her hands. "Your body can be your greatest source of joy. And you do have a lovely body. These tits are just luscious, good enough to eat."
Marfa laughed with her last sentence and her chuckle brought a smile to Alice's face. Then, before Alice knew what was happening, the twenty-eight-year-old woman bent down and captured one of Alice's pert nipples in her mouth.
"Miss Welton!" Alice gasped. "OH!"
Marla massaged the child's other breast with deft fingers while she rolled Alice's nipple between her lips and tongue. The girl had such a sexy body! The older woman smiled to herself when the young girl's nipple popped erect in her mouth.
"Oooooohh!!" Alice moaned.
What Miss Welton was doing felt so good! Tiny sparks raced through her innocent body and touched off small quakes of pleasure. Yet she knew that this was wrong! But Miss Welton was the headmistress! How could she tell her to stop?
Marla casually dropped her hand from the girl's breast while she continued sucking her nipple. Maintaining a firm contact to keep from scaring the child half to death, Marla dropped her hand between the child's full thighs. With one deft movement she brought her fingers up into the girl's fur-lined sex and her index finger made a direct hit on the child's quivering clitoris.
"OH! OOOOooohh!! Miss... Miss... Miss Welton!" Alice stammered. Her young body was catching fire! The older woman's finger pressing on her sensitive bud sent waves of desire coursing through the girl's inexperienced body.
Marla sucked Alice's tit expertly while her well trained fingers worked inside the child's lovely slit. Within moments the girl's entire body was trembling.
"Sit down, Alice dear," Marla said softly as she guided the child to the chair beside the dresser. "Sit down and I'll show you how much fun your body can be."
"But... but we... well, we shouldn't!" Alice murmured, allowing the older woman to seat her in the chair.
"Why not, Alice darling?" Marla Welton cooed. "I like you, so why can't I show you how much fun your body can be? Don't you like me, Alice dear?"
As she spoke, Marla dropped to her knees on the floor in front of the seated fifteen-year-old girl and reached out to fondle Alice's lovely breasts.
"Well... well, sure!" Alice said quickly. "But..."
"Don't worry so much, Alice dear," Miss Welton said. "Just leave your body in my hands and relax. I'll show you how much I like you, Alice."
At the window, it was all that Ben Morse could do not to reach down and grab his aching prick to relieve the incredible tension in his groin as he watched the older woman seduce the young girl. He saw Miss Welton place her hands on Alice's knees to force her thighs apart. Before his eyes, Ben saw the fifteen-year-old girl's pussy bloom. As her legs parted he could see the child's lovely slit, the pink lips of her cunt, and even her dark red hole!
There was no doubt in Ben's mind that this was Alice's first experience, but he wondered how many of the young girls at the orphanage had been seduced by the twenty-eight-year-old bitch of a headmistress? He bet that the dyke had played with as many of the girls as she could!
Ben wasn't sure how this knowledge would serve him, but he was certain that it would in some way! He also knew that if he was smart he'd get his ass off the ladder right now before anybody caught him. But he couldn't! Ben didn't know why, but watching this was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen! Marla Welton was putting her face between the young girl's legs now.
Alice didn't know what to do. She seemed to be paralyzed as she watched Miss Welton slowly bring her mouth to her sex. She saw the older woman's tongue dart out between her lips. Then Miss Welton's tongue was inside her slit!
"OOOOoooooooooooohhhhh!" the child mewled when the older woman's tongue lapped the length of her crack and then began caressing and flicking against her bud. It was like what she felt when she played with herself, only much, much more thrilling! "OH! Ooooohh!!"
Marla felt her entire body quiver when she began to lick the young girl's crack. The child's cunt was so fresh and clean! No nasty man had ever touched this before. She smiled when the child began moaning with pleasure and she kept licking until Alice's body was writhing beneath her hungry mouth.
"Isn't that fun, Alice dear?" she asked between laps.
"OH! OOOOoohh!! Yes," the girl responded in a tiny, embarrassed voice.
"Do you like it?" Miss Welton persisted.
"I... I... yes!" the child finally relented.
"It makes you feel good, doesn't it?"
"Yes! OOooooohhh!!" Alice moaned.
Marla reached up with one hand and began fondling the child's quaking tits while she concentrated her tongue on the girl's now erect and trembling clitoris.
These young girls were so delicious! She loved the way their bodies responded with such inhibition. Marla loved to introduce them to the excitement of sex like this.
Alice was beside herself. She knew that what Miss Welton was doing to her was wrong and naughty, but she couldn't deny that she was enjoying every second of it. The way the older woman's tongue moved about in her sex was so thrilling. And the waves of passion that swept through her body with each flick of the woman's tongue on her bud were becoming too strong to hide!
The young girl's eyes became partially hooded as she stared down at the older woman's mouth between her thighs. Unconsciously, she placed her hand softly, almost caressingly, on Miss Welton's head.
"OOOOooooooooohhhh!!! That's so good! OHHH!"
"Go ahead, Alice dear, let go and come!" Marla pressed.
Ben Morse felt the ladder shake as his whole body trembled while he watched the bitch gobble the young girl's twat like it was a delicious piece of pie. And from the expression on young Alice's face, Ben was in no doubt that the child was enjoying what was happening to her.
Alice's eyes were partially closed and her young face radiated a combination of lust and beauty. Her mouth was open slightly and Ben saw her tongue course her lips between moans.
The thought crossed Ben's mind that he and Marla Welton were quite a pair! They both had a stable of young girls to take care of their needs. Only he'd just begun! Ben had a lot of catching up to do!
The series of explosions that took place inside the innocent young girl's body frightened her. It felt like she was coming apart! For a long moment it seemed like nothing else in the world mattered other than the older woman's marvelous tongue licking her sex! She felt one wave of passion after another sweep through her system until she was completely spent.
"Did you like that, Alice darling?" Marla Welton asked, her lips covered with the child's juices as she slowly withdrew her mouth from the fifteen-year-old girl's sex.
"Oh, yes!" Alice moaned.
"And I loved doing it for you, dear," Marla cooed softly.
"Oh, it was so good!" Alice moaned.
Ben Morse knew there was a damp circle forming on his pants. He couldn't help himself! He'd had a small spontaneous ejaculation when he saw the young girl come while Marla Welton gobbled her twat.
As he stood trembling on the ladder, Ben heard the distant church bell ring the hour. It was four and classes were ending for the day. In a few minutes the yard would be filled with girls and he made ready to climb down before he was caught.
Before he could take the first step, Ben heard Miss Welton's voice from inside the room.
"Wouldn't you like to do that to me, Alice darling?" Miss Welton asked. "Wouldn't you like to make me feel as good as I made you feel?"
Ben brought his eyes back to the crack in the window and felt his balls twitch when he saw Marla Welton sitting in the chair. Alice was now kneeling on the floor in front of the chair, staring with a confused look on her face into the wide open pussy of the headmistress.
"If you like me, Alice," Marla Welton said slowly, "you'll eat me the way I ate you. You do like me, don't you?"
"Y... yes," the girl stammered.
"Then lick my cunt, dear, the way I licked yours. Oh, Alice, we can have such fun together. And I'll see that you get some nice things, dear. Now kiss me, Alice."
Ben watched Marla place her hands on the back of the fifteen-year-old girl's head and pull her pretty young face into her waiting crotch.
"Let me feel your tongue in my cunt, Alice dear. That's it! OH! OOOooooooooohhhhhh!!! Oh yes, Alice, that feels so good!"
Ben felt his cock spring hard again as he watched the bitch hold the sweet young girl's face pressed tightly against her pussy. He was tempted to stay and watch the child eat the bitch off, but he knew better than to press his luck any farther.
With a deep sigh, Ben slowly began descending the ladder. He shook his head at how dumb he'd been not to have seen that Miss Welton was a flaming dyke before now.
Well, he certainly held the trump cards now! But he wouldn't use his power over the bitch until it really counted for something!
CHAPTER SIX
"Do you have to make that awful racket!" Marla Welton snapped at Ben.
"Look... " Ben was about to tell her to shove it up her ass, but thought better of it and caught himself in time. This wasn't the moment to let her know what he knew about her. "You yell at me for . not working fast enough, Miss Welton, and then you tell me not to make noise. These old walls are two feet thick, maybe even thicker in some places, and I have to cut a channel for the conduit. You know what the county inspector said about how the conduit had to be installed. So you can't have it both ways. I'm afraid."
Ben's explanation had been patient and was delivered with a smile.
"I know, I know," Miss Welton sighed. "I'm sorry, Mister Morse. My nerves are on edge, that's all."
"Trouble with the bond issue?" Ben asked quietly. This was the first time Marla Welton had ever apologized to him since he'd known her and he thought that maybe she wanted to talk.
"Yes," she admitted. "It looks bad. A newspaper poll shows the public solidly against any bond issue this election. Lord, I could use a drink! I don't suppose you have your little flask with you."
"Flask?" Ben said as innocently as he could. Did she know that he took a little nip now and then while he was working?
"Please, don't play innocent with me," Marla Welton said with an attempt at a smile. "I know that you carry a flask and that you take a sip now and then, Mister Morse. I can smell it on your breath half the time. I've never said anything to you about it, have I?"
"No," Ben admitted a little grudgingly.
"I rarely drink," Marla Welton continued, "but I certainly wouldn't object to something to calm my nerves."
"Well, as a matter of fact," Ben said with a smile, "I just happen to have a little bourbon here after all."
He handed his flask to Miss Welton and watched her take a long swallow. Maybe she's human after all, he thought to himself. She replaced the cap on the flask and handed it back to him.
"Thanks, that helped."
"Any time," Ben said, replacing the flask in his hip pocket. "What will happen if the bond issue fails?"
"That, Mister Morse, will be a tragedy," Marla Welton sighed. "I'm afraid that we'll all be looking for jobs."
"You mean they'll close the home?" Ben asked.
"I'm afraid so. Harlan Johnson called this morning and told me that they voted last night to transfer the girls to a special section of the county correctional farm. It's one of their stupid economy moves. Lord, can you imagine our girls put in with all of the delinquents off the streets?"
"That wouldn't be good," Ben said, his forehead creasing with a deep frown. He hadn't realized the situation was this desperate.
"It would be a crime, that's what it would be!" Marla Welton said with growing anger. "Why can't men leave well enough alone? They always have to meddle!"
"Isn't there any other solution?" Ben asked.
"Not unless you have a friend who's a millionaire, Mister Morse," Miss Welton replied a little sarcastically. "And if you don't get this air conditioning installed soon, you'll need some wealthy friends, Mister Morse!" she snapped, reverting to her bitchy tone of voice. "You should be able to do something around here to earn your wages."
With that she swung on her heels and walked away.
The bitch! The dirty bitch, Ben said to himself. He had half a mind to call her back and ask her which girl's cunt she was going to chew on this afternoon, but he clenched his fists and held his temper.
What was it that made her almost human one minute and a total bitch the next?
As he returned to his task of gouging a channel out of the thick adobe wall, Ben began to worry about them closing down the orphanage. Christ, from the way she was talking they might close the home next week! Then he'd be out of a job. That didn't matter so much. Ben had managed to save up some money and he could always draw his unemployment.
What mattered was losing Cindy and all the other potential sex queens here. His thoughts went back to his early morning escapade with Cindy. He remembered how she'd tapped on his door and quickly slipped out of her uniform as soon as he let her in. The vision of how the eleven-year-old girl had straddled his body and rode his cock with her tight, hot cunt flooded his mind and made his balls twitch.
"Shit!"
The minute he spoke he realized that someone might be around and he looked to see if he was alone. He was relieved to find no one about. Ben seldom swore like that, but it seemed so damned unfair when he had just found happiness with Cindy that the whole thing should collapse on top of him!
Well, anyway, it would serve that Welton bitch right to see all of her delicious pussies sent away!
Ben cut another seven feet of channel along the wall before his chisel hit something very solid. His arm was tired from wielding the hammer anyway, so he decided to stop where he was for today and go upstairs to install some more of the ductwork.
The return-air duct upstairs in the old building was the easiest part of Ben's job. He was installing it in an old air-well and simply cutting vents on each level. Later he would have to install small vents in the door to each room on the floor to pull the air from the rooms.
The girls smiled and greeted him as they walked in and out of their rooms and down the hall while he worked. Then the buzzer sounded and all of the girls scurried downstairs for their afternoon classes, all but Alice Mooney.
Alice had been standing in the hall pretending to watch Ben's work. The minute the other girls were gone, Alice took a deep breath and walked quickly over to knock on Miss Welton's door. Ben saw her cast a nervous glance at him over her shoulder before Miss Welton opened the door and Alice slipped inside.
Going in to have her little cunt licked, Ben said to himself as he clamped the last two return-air ducts together, and missing her classes to boot.
Ben picked up the electric drill and drilled next to the clamps so he could bolt the sheet metal together. Sounds of raised voices came from Miss Welton's room and Ben took his time screwing the last bolt in.
Suddenly the door to Miss Welton's room flew open and Alice Mooney came running out. The young girl dashed by Ben, but he saw the tears running down her pretty cheeks and heard her anguished sobs as she disappeared downstairs.
Ben glanced over to see Marla Welton glaring at him.
"I simply have to discipline these girls all the time," she said before she closed her door.
Now what in the hell was that all about? Ben wondered. Some kind of a lover's quarrel? He shook his head and picked up his tools and went downstairs.
As Ben walked past the shower room downstairs, he heard deep sobbing and he knew that Alice Mooney was in there alone. He stopped and listened and the sobbing suddenly stopped.
At that moment Ben made a decision and did something he'd never done before. He walked into the girls' shower room.
"OH!" Alice Mooney cried when she saw Ben come in.
Ben stopped short. The pretty fifteen-year-old girl was sitting on a toilet with her skirt up and her panties down. She had her hand between her legs and it was obvious what she was doing.
Alice became almost hysterical and started to cry. Ben stepped over to her quickly and put his hand over her mouth so that nobody would hear her.
"Shhh!" he said softly. "I'm not going to tell anybody."
"You're... you're not?" Alice said when he took his hand away from her mouth.
"I promise," Ben said sincerely. "It seems to me that you need somebody to talk to, Alice."
"Oh, please, just leave me alone!" the miserable girl cried softly.
"You see," Ben continued, "I know all about you and Miss Welton in her room."
"You WHAT?" Alice gasped.
"I know everything, Alice," Ben said with a smile.
"How do you know?" Alice demanded.
"Never mind," Ben responded with a chuckle. "It's enough that I know. I think you need somebody to talk to. But not in here. You know where my room is in the basement?"
"Yes."
"Why don't you sneak down there right now. The door is open. I'll be down in a few minutes and we'll have a nice chat."
"I... I can't! It's against the rules."
"And how about masturbating in the shower room?" Ben asked, the smile fading from his mouth. "Is that in the rules?"
"Oh! You said you wouldn't tell anybody!"
"And I won't," Ben assured the frightened young girl, "as long as you and me have a friendly chat down in my room."
Ben turned before the girl could speak and walked quickly out of the girls' shower room. He hadn't been a moment too soon. He'd just started down the hall when Marla Welton came around the corner.
"Mister Morse, have you seen Alice Mooney?" Miss Welton asked.
"No, ma'am," Ben replied. "Not since she ran out of your room, that is."
"I thought that maybe I'd been too harsh with her," Miss Welton said in an effort to justify her behavior. "She was emotionally upset and I thought that perhaps I should see her."
"Sometimes it's better to let them work it out themselves," Ben suggested. "They cool off pretty quick if nobody makes a fuss over them."
"Perhaps you're right, Mister Morse," Miss Welton said. "And why aren't you working on the air conditioning?"
Ben had to fight back the urge to lay her out with one on her pointed chin.
"I just finished the return-air duct upstairs and I'm on my way to assemble some of the door vents to install tomorrow," he replied in what was barely a civilized tone.
"Well, see that you keep busy and get your work done!" Miss Welton snapped as she turned on her heel and walked briskly away.
One of these days! Ben said to himself.
He put his tools away and walked slowly down to the basement. Would Alice be waiting in his room? Ben wasn't sure. He'd rather have taken her downstairs himself, but that would have been taking too much of a chance.
Ben opened the door to his apartment and flicked on the light. Alice Mooney was sitting on the edge of his bed with her head in her hands. Her cheeks were glistening with tears.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Ben bolted the door and walked over to sit beside the child on the bed.
"Now, now," he said soothingly, "there's no reason to cry. I told you that I wasn't going to tell anybody."
"You promise?" the fifteen-year-old girl asked with a deep sob.
"I promise," Ben said. "Besides, what's so wrong with enjoying yourself?"
"Do you mean that?" Alice asked, looking into the older man's eyes.
"Of course I mean it, Alice," Ben said. "You're a pretty girl and you have a fully developed, beautiful body. Why shouldn't you enjoy yourself? Of course I think you might have a lot more fun with a man. What happened between you and Miss Welton today, anyway?"
"She... she..."
"It's all right," Ben said soothingly, "you can tell me. I already know about you two anyway, remember?"
"She got real mad at me because I cut class to go see her," Alice blurted out finally. "I hate that class anyway, and I felt like... well... I felt like... like being with her. But she flew at me and called me names and everything."
"Why was she so mad?" Ben asked.
"I don't know!" Alice sighed. "She said that she'd tell me when we could be together and that it didn't matter how I felt and things like that," the girl continued in a nonstop fashion. "She called me a scheming little bitch. Oh, I hate her!"
"And I heard her tell you that you could do those things together all the time," Ben chuckled. "She sure changes her mind."
"You can say that again!" Alice sighed.
"Did you like it when she licked your cunt, Alice?" Ben asked quietly.
"You really do know, don't you?" Alice cried. "Sure, I saw you through the window," Ben said. "How did you like it when she had you lick her cunt?"
"It... it was okay, I guess," Alice said softly. "But I'll bet you'd like it better with a man," Ben said softly. "A man would never treat you like she just did, and a man could give you even more fun than she did."
"Gee... I don't know," Alice said a little haltingly.
"Of course you don't," Ben agreed. "Not until you've tried it with a man."
"Do you know what would happen if Miss Welton caught me down here?" Alice said a little nervously. Ben was making her uncomfortable. She'd known him for years, ever since she was a little girl, but at this moment he was different. Just the contact of his leg against hers made her want to squirm. Not that she didn't like Ben. She did. But all this talk about trying it with a man.
"Pretty serious, huh?" Ben laughed. "As serious as if she'd caught you in the bathroom playing with yourself?"
"Please, Ben!" Alice sighed, standing and walking around the room nervously.
"What's the matter, Alice, does talking about sex bother you?" Ben chided. "You're acting like a little girl."
"I am not!" she snapped defiantly.
Ben knew that he'd touched the sensitive button and he pressed his attack.
"Yes you are," he said. "I thought you were grownup and could talk about sex."
"I am!"
"All I know is that every time I say anything about sex, you get nervous. If you like having your cunt licked, or even playing with yourself, why don't you like to talk about it?"
"It's... I don't mind talking about it," she stammered defiantly.
"Okay, which do you like to have lick your cunt better, a man or a woman?" Ben asked.
"I... I... I've never tried it with a man, and I've only done it once with a woman," Alice admitted, her cheeks blushing a little.
"You've never had a man lick your cunt?" Ben asked with mock surprise.
"No,"
"Well, you have quite an experience in store for you," Ben replied with a mysterious grin. "Hey, stop being so nervous. You're like a caged tiger. I told you that Miss Welton wasn't going to find out. Come over here and sit down and we'll talk."
His voice was so soothing to the distraught girl's ears. She shrugged her shoulders in resignation and walked over to once again sit beside him on the edge of his bed.
Ben began talking to her very casually, asking her about her classes, her friends at the orphanage, the things she liked to eat and her favorite games. Within a few minutes Alice felt completely relaxed.
"Gee, it's good to have somebody to talk to," the fifteen-year-old girl remarked with a smile. "In this place you're so much on your own!"
"I know," Ben chuckled. "I feel the same way myself."
Choosing his words carefully, the forty-three-year-old handyman told the young girl how lonely it was for him at times working at the orphanage. He emphasized subtly his need for women, relating his needs in roundabout way to Alice's need to play with herself in the shower room.
As they talked, Ben often touched the girl physically. He would place his hand on her shoulder, then remove it. He touched her knee several times to emphasize a point. Then he placed his hand on her thigh and left it there, squeezing her gently at times.
Alice was aware of his hand on her thigh, but it did not bother her. In the past few minutes she had found a friend in the older man. She was also aware of the huge bulge in the handyman's pants and it sort of fascinated her.
Then when his hand began slowly moving up her thigh and the tips of his fingers disappeared beneath the hem of her short skirt, Alice began to feel uncomfortable again. She was wondering how she should tell him to stop when suddenly his hand moved swiftly up to her crotch and she felt his fingers boldly caressing her slit through the fabric of her cotton panties.
Alice wanted to push him away, but thrilling sparks began shooting from her sex through her young body. He was rubbing her slit so gently! It was as if he was barely touching her there, and yet waves of passion were already coursing through her veins.
"OH! OOOOooooooooohhhh!" she moaned when he began firmly rubbing her sensitive clitoris beneath his finger.
"Feel good?" Ben asked softly.
"OOOooohhh!! Yes! But... but... but we shouldn't!" she protested weakly as he increased the tempo of his caressing finger.
Ben did not reply. He urged his practiced fingers on to increase the friction on the child's already damp pussy. He smiled at her and kept talking about her friends while he worked on her blossoming cunt.
Then with his free hand he took her wrist and guided her little hand to his throbbing groin so that her entire hand rested on his pulsating prick.
"OH!" Alice exclaimed when she felt his massive, throbbing organ beneath her palm. She was already squirming as a result of his relentless caressing of her now very aroused pussy. Her skin felt hot and flushed and she was breathing more heavily.
"Feel it," Ben suggested. "Haven't you ever seen a man's cock before?"
"N... no," she said in a tiny, embarrassed voice.
"Hold it in your hand," Ben said.
Obeying without protest, Alice wrapped her fingers around the long, hard pole growing at the older man's groin.
"It's... it's so... so BIG!" she said.
"And hot," Ben chuckled. "Would you like to see it, Alice?"
"I... I... yes," she stammered.
"If I take my clothes off," Ben said softly, "will you do the same?"
"I... I... what if... what if we're caught?" Alice moaned as his fingers kept fondling her now wet pussy and to send those thrilling sensations running through her body.
"We're safe," Ben chuckled. "Miss Welton has never been in this room and she won't come here for anything. "I'll show you my cock if you'll let me see your lovely body. Then you'll know what a man's sex is like. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to."
"Well... well... okay!" Alice blurted out with a loud moan as he rubbed her clitoris firmly for emphasis.
Ben used his free hand to unbuckle his belt and pull the zipper on his fly down. Then he reluctantly removed his hand from the young girl's wet cunt and stood up to drop his pants and shorts in one quick motion.
"OH!"
The fifteen-year-old girl's eyes popped open and her lips parted when his huge penis was freed from his clothing and stood bobbing up and down before her. Alice thought that it was the biggest thing she's ever seen! It must be at least twelve inches long and three inches thick!
Her eyes moved over the surface of his cock slowly. The head was like a big, pink balloon on the tip of his shaft. There was a rubberlike ring just below the head where his foreskin was rolled back, and thick, ropelike veins ran around and along his pole to the base where a heavy bush of black curly hair circled the mighty shaft.
A smile crossed Ben's lips as he watched the curious, excited child examine his prick.
"Feel it," he said softly. "Take it in your hands and feel it."
When the young girl hesitated, Ben reached down and took her hands in his and brought them up to his shaft. He had to suppress a moan of pleasure when he felt the contact of her warm little hands on his aching prick.
"It's warm," Alice said in a soft voice.
"It's hot, Alice honey," Ben laughed. "When a beautiful woman like you takes it in her hands, it's hot!"
"What is this?" Alice asked as she reached down and put her small hand on his bobbing sac.
"Those are my balls, Alice," Ben sighed. "Rub them."
Alice obeyed and felt excitement course through her body when she felt something churn beneath her hand.
"It's like... like they're alive!" she giggled.
"They are--with passion," Ben said. "You can feel how excited I am by the way my prick is throbbing."
"Does... does it feel good?" she asked.
"As good as you felt when I rubbed your cunt, Alice," Ben explained patiently. "Now it's your turn to take your clothes off and let me see your body, Alice."
"But..."
"No buts, Alice. We made a deal, remember?"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Fifteen-year-old Alice Mooney had to turn away as she took her clothes off. She was so embarrassed she wanted to die! It was different with Miss Welton, she was a woman. And the way Ben looked at her! His eyes wore the expression of a hungry animal.
Alice had to admit to herself that embarrassing or not, it was exciting. Holding his huge penis in her hand had thrilled her and she longed to touch it again. It was the first time she had ever seen a man's sex and her curiosity was getting the best of her. She wanted to know what made it so hard and why it throbbed the way it did. She wondered how he peed with it.
As she pulled her bra off her breasts tingled with excitement and reminded her how aroused she had been when he played with her with his fingers.
The ache at Ben's groin was so intense he reached down and grasped his pulsating prick in his hand as he watched the gorgeous young girl strip.
She had her back to him and when she pulled her cotton panties down the globes of her precious ass seemed to glow before his eyes. God, she's really got a cute tail! he said to himself.
As she was stepping out of her panties, Ben walked up behind her and guided his steaming hot cock between the cheeks of her tender little ass.
"OH!" she gasped.
"It feels good to put my prick between your legs, doesn't it?" Ben asked as he pulled her close to him and brought his hands around her body to cup her ripe tits.
"Y... yes," Alice admitted in a small voice.
The young girl glanced down and saw the swollen head of his cock sticking out from between her thighs and she giggled.
"Look, I have a cock of my own!" she exclaimed, reaching down with her warm little hands to rub the flushed foreskin of his penis.
"Christ! That feels good!" Ben moaned, rubbing Alice's nipples between his fingers until they popped erect.
"OOoooohh!!! So does that!" the young girl mewled. "OH! AAAaahhh! And so does that!"
Ben was moving his cock along the track of her wet slit in a slow sawing motion and the layer of rolled skin beneath the head was rubbing her clitoris. Alice felt her entire body tremble with excitement.
"Is this... is this fu-fu-fucking?" the innocent young girl asked.
"Not exactly," Ben laughed, "but it does feel good, doesn't it?"
"Oh, yes!" Alice replied, wiggling her tail a little as he kept rubbing his cock along the length of her slit. She grasped the head of his cock and squeezed hard.
"Wow!" Ben murmured.
"Do you like this?" she asked, doing it again.
"God, yes!" Ben groaned.
The forty-three-year-old man couldn't stand it much longer! The fifteen-year-old girl was driving him crazy with her nubile body and affectionate hands. He reluctantly released her firm tits and slowly guided her over to the bed. Walking with his cock nestled in her crack almost made him come.
"What are you doing?" Alice asked.
"Let's get comfortable on the bed and play with each other," Ben said with heavy breath. He pushed her gently down on the bed and stood gazing down at her voluptuous young body. She was on her tummy and he was staring at the firm globes of her glowing ass.
"I want to lick every inch of your body," Ben said softly, "and I'm going to start with your luscious ass."
It took a moment for what he said to register on the young girl's mind, and before she could react she felt his hands on her tail. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw him kneeling on the floor beside the bed with his face touching the cheeks of her ass.
"OH! OOOooohh!!" she exclaimed when die felt his warm, wet tongue begin massaging her asshole. The thought of what he was doing was nasty and dirty, but Alice didn't care! She liked it! It felt good!
The tip of his tongue seemed to fly around her asshole. Then she felt its warmth probing inside her bowels.
"OOOoooohhhh!!! I like that! Oh! OOOoooohhhh! " Ben smiled to himself when she began squirming and moaning as he rimmed her with his tongue. He hadn't done this in years, but Alice's fifteen-year-old tail was too pretty not to eat! And Ben wanted to show her that sex was better with a man than with Marla Welton! He licked and probed her bowels until she was moaning with delight. "Like that?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" the girl gasped.
"Turn over, Alice," Ben chuckled, "and I'll show you what it's like to be licked by a man." Alice obeyed with a giggle. This was fun! She flipped over and spread her legs wide apart and watched the older man crawl between them.
"Are you going to lick my... OOOOOOooooooooohhhhhh!!!"
Before she could finish her question Ben dived down and began lapping her wet slit like a cow attacking a salt lick. He flattened his tongue and ran it from her asshole to her clitoris in hard laps that made the child's body writhe with joy.
"OOOOOOoooooohhh!!! AAAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!! " Alice was beside herself! The older man had started a fire between her legs and he was fanning it with his fantastic tongue! Waves of pleasure ripped through her body and touched her every nerve-ending. She could feel her flesh flushing a bright red as her body temperature seemed to soar!
"Oh, hey! WOW!" she cried as he suddenly centered his attack on her quivering clitoris. The way he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across her button was driving her wild!
He was right! It was better with a man! Alice had never been this excited before in her life!
"Let me play with your prick!" she cried. "Please!"
"You'll get all the prick you want in a little while," Ben laughed. "Just relax and let go now."
"OH! OOOooooooooohhhhhh!! I'm... so... hot!" she cried, twisting her hands in her hair as her body quaked with each new thrill he sent coursing through her veins.
"Do you like the way I lick your cunt?" Ben asked.
"Yes!"
"Tell me!" he said, stopping his tongue for a brief moment.
"I like the way you lick my cunt!" Alice cried frantically. "Don't stop! Please don't stop!"
"Are you close to coming?" Ben asked as he again began flicking the tip of his tongue back and forth across her clitoris.
"I am. I AM! NOW! BEN, NOW! AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaiiiiiieeeeeeeee!!!'" Alice felt like her body was exploding into a thousand pieces. Even her scalp felt like it was on fire! Her toes curled and she pulled at her hair.
Tears of joy flowed freely from her eyes and ran down her flushed cheeks.
"How was that?" Ben asked when she at last stopped writhing beneath his mouth.
"Oh, Ben! That was... it was super!" she sighed.
Ben smiled as he pulled himself up on the bed beside the young girl.
"Better than with Miss Welton?" he asked.
"Yes! Much better!" Alice replied sincerely.
Just looking at her sweet, naked body made the forty-three-year-old handyman's nuts ache with desire. He crawled over beside her on his knees and his cock hovered above her pretty face.
"I thought that you wanted to play with my prick," Ben said.
"Oh, I do!" Alice said quickly.
She reached up and placed both of her warm little hands on his long, hard cock.
"Teach me how," she said softly, looking up into the older man's eyes.
"Just rub your hands up and down it."
"Like this?"
"Harder," Ben moaned as he watched the child hold his cock and begin stroking it in her warm hands.
"Like this?"
"Yes! That's it!" Ben sighed.
"This is fun!" Alice squealed. "It's getting harder! And look at how pink the tip is! What's that drop coming out? Is that where you pee?" she asked.
"And where I come," Ben moaned, wondering just how much stroking he could take in her warm little hands.
"What happens when you come?" Alice asked.
"A vanilla milkshake comes out of that hole," Ben smiled.
"Really? Can I see?" the fifteen-year-old girl cried excitedly.
"If you're not careful with those hands, Alice," Ben chuckled, "you will see!"
"Oh, good!" the naive, inexperienced young girl cried. "What can I do to make you come?"
"You're doing fine!" Ben moaned as she ran her hot hands up and down the length of his surging prick. "You might kiss it."
"Okay!" Alice cried with delight.
She pulled herself up to a sitting position and held his long, hard, vibrating penis in her hands near her face. She darted her lips in and planted a playful peck on the tip of his hot stem.
"Ummmm! I like that!" Alice giggled, planting a dozen little kisses on the swollen head and throbbing shaft of his blood-engorged organ. "It tastes good."
"Then why don't you lick it?" Ben suggested, watching the pretty child's face bob around his aching dick.
Alice slipped her tongue between her lips and began licking his huge cock like an ice cream cone. His prick had a very salty flavor that Alice liked immediately. It tasted something like a delicious pickle.
She could feel the blood pounding through the thick veins along his shaft as she coursed them with her warm, probing tongue. And all the while she licked his meat, she kept stroking his shaft with her hands. The throbbing of his blood was exciting to the young girl.
Playfully, she nuzzled his swollen cockhead against her cheek and nose as she stroked and licked him. She even nibbled gently on his shaft as if it were a delicious ear of corn. This was so much fun! She loved the way he was moaning and breathing so heavily as she played with his prick!
The forty-three-year-old handyman was beside himself as he watched the lovely fifteen-year-old girl fondle and lick his cock. When she playfully nuzzled the swollen head of his shaft against her cheek and nose, Ben had all he could do to keep from exploding at that moment! She was rubbing his cock around her face as if it was a cuddly animal.
"That's... so... good!" Ben groaned.
"Are you close to coming?" Alice asked excitedly.
"God, yes!" Ben groaned.
"Oh, good!" the child squealed.
She held his cock just an inch from her face, aimed directly at her nose, and squeezed and stroked it as fast as she could. She wanted to see what happened when he came and she was staring straight into the expanding slit at the tip of his penis when it suddenly exploded in her face.
"WOW!" Ben gasped when his balls suddenly refused to hold back one second longer and erupted to send jets of his hot sperm splashing into the child's eager, pretty face.
Alice was surprised. She felt like she was holding onto and looking into a hose when somebody suddenly turned on the faucet. A stream of hot juice spurted out and splashed on her cheeks and nose. She didn't back away or turn her face and the second jet caught her open mouth. Some of his hot sperm oozed down her throat and the rest ran down her chin.
She tried to catch the third stream in her mouth but his cock jerked in her hands and it splashed on her forehead and into her hair. Laughing at this exciting game she suddenly found herself playing, the young girl opened her mouth wide and slipped her lips around the swollen head of his prick in time to catch the next jet of hot juice spurting from his quaking organ.
Her face was covered with his come. It ran down her cheeks and over her chin, but Alice didn't mind. She swallowed the next several spurts and waited for more while she kept stroking his prick in her hot hands.
She managed to squeeze a few more drops from his penis before the well in his testicles ran dry.
"Gee, that was fun!" Alice exclaimed as she removed her mouth from his cock and licked her lips like a contented cat.
"You can say that again!" Ben sighed.
"How come a girl doesn't come like that?" Alice asked, still holding and fondling his long, hard penis.
"Girls come inside like that," Ben replied.
"Gee! I didn't know that."
"You have lots to learn about sex, Alice," Ben said with a warm smile. His knees were trembling as a result of the intense orgasm the child had given him and he flopped down on the mattress to relax.
"Will you teach me?" Alice asked eagerly, flopping down beside him and never allowing his prick out of her affectionate hands.
"Well..."
"Oh, please, Ben!" the young girl pleaded.
Ben looked at the child's come-streaked face and felt his pulse quicken. She was so pretty--so pretty and eager.
"Sure," Ben said, reaching over to cup one of her ripe tits in his hand affectionately.
"Gee!" she cried eagerly. "Do men like the same things done to them that women like?"
"Well, sure," Ben replied with a smile. "Like what?"
"Well... well, like when you licked my... my tail," she said with a light flush crossing her lovely cheeks.
Before Ben could reply, Alice quickly climbed over his knee and knelt between his legs. Still holding his cock in her hands, she bent down and kissed his hairy balls.
"I... I can't get to your tail!" she exclaimed.
Ben hesitated for a moment and then brought his knees up and lifted his ass slightly off of the mattress. He'd never had a girl do this to him and he wondered what it would be like.
Alice maintained her grip on his still erect prick and leaned down so that she could get her mouth between the cheeks of his bottom. She slipped her tongue into his crack and giggled when the hair around his anus tickled her nose and tongue.
"AH! Aaaahhh!!" Ben sighed when he felt the child's warm, probing tongue caress his asshole. He could feel the pulse quicken in his nuts as she began licking his anal entrance. He'd never realized that his asshole was so sensitive!
Her position was awkward and licking his tail was difficult, but Alice found she liked it. Especially the way it was making his prick tremble and quake in her hands. She forced her tongue inside his rectal opening and trembled with excitement when he moaned.
"AAAAaaaahhh!! That's good, Alice!" he gasped.
Ben felt his passion rekindle as the fifteen-year-old girl rimmed him lovingly with her warm tongue. She kept fondling and squeezing his prick in her hands while she swabbed his asshole and Ben was amazed to find that he was ready to go again! These young girls could keep him ready to fuck all the time!
"Did I do that right?" she asked as she raised her face from his buttocks.
"God, yes!" Ben sighed. "You've got me hot and ready to go again! Come up here and sit on my face. I want to do some licking myself!"
Alice giggled playfully as he pulled her up to a position where she had a knee on either side of his head. She was facing his feet and still holding his prick in her hands.
"Now sit down on my mouth," Ben said.
Ben felt his balls tighten as he stared up into the teenager's lovely cunt. The pink lips of her pussy were clearly visible beneath her heavy bush and he could smell the freshness of her young sex. He watched her slit come slowly down and he darted his tongue into her nest the second her crotch was close enough. Touching her tight little asshole with the tip of his tongue, he lapped the entire length of her sweet crack.
"OOOOooooooooohhhh!!!" Alice mewled. "That feels so nice!"
Alice loved the way his tongue took complete command of her slit, coursing every inch of her sensitive sex and caressing her love button. His tongue was like an electric joy machine in her crotch! She wiggled her ass and moved her pussy around on his mouth while he licked her. Sparks flew through her young body each time he flicked it against her clitoris and her entire body quivered.
The fifteen-year-old girl stared down at the older man's huge prick she held in her hands. It was rigid and surging as she stroked it lovingly. She felt the throbbing increase as she ran her hands up and down the mighty shaft and she leaned down to plant an affectionate kiss on the swollen, pink head.
Alice had once heard one of the older girls talk about how men liked to have girls suck their cocks. The girl had bragged that she had taken her boy friend's prick in her mouth and Alice decided that she wanted to try that right now.
Forming a big 0 with her lips, the young girl slipped them around the throbbing head of his prick and began forcing her head down so that his cock would slide into her mouth.
"OOOOoohhh!" Ben gasped as he continued lapping the child's slit. She was going to suck his cock without even being told! Ben's balls roared as he felt his prick slowly surrounded by the teenager's warm mouth.
Alice heard his moan and it excited and pleased her. It was true! Men did like to have a girl take their cock in their mouth! The young girl's jaws ached from stretching so wide to allow his thick meat into her mouth, but she didn't mind at all. This was fun!
And what his tongue was doing inside her slit was even more fun! She felt his tongue slide inside her cunt and begin probing the sweet secrets of her hole and Alice's body quaked with excitement!
His huge, thick prick so filled her mouth, Alice found that she had to breathe through her nose. She thought for a moment that she was going to gag when his thick cockhead lodged in her throat, but she managed to fight it back.
The flavor of his sex now dominated her entire being. Her young mouth was completely stuffed with his quivering penis and she loved it.
Ben licked and nibbled on the young girl's quivering clitoris furiously. She was driving him absolutely crazy by holding half of his cock in her mouth and stroking the other half with her eager hands. His balls were roaring like a tropical storm in his ears. He knew that in another minute he'd explode in the child's throat, and he didn't want to do that. He wanted to sink his aching prick in her hole and fuck her sweet young body for all he was worth!
"Wow!" he gasped, lifting her wiggling, wet crotch from his mouth. "You've really got me hot, honey! Want me to teach you how to fuck?"
"Yes!" she cried eagerly as she reluctantly removed her mouth from his surging organ. "Can we?"
"Sure! Turn over on your back. That's it! Now spread your legs and lift your knees high in the air."
Alice eagerly obeyed his every suggestion. She spread her legs wide apart and lifted her legs up straight in the air. Her pulse quickened when she saw him crawl on his knees between her legs with his long hard cock in his hand.
"Rest your legs on top of my shoulders," the forty-three-year-old handyman told the fifteen-year-old orphan girl. "That's it."
His balls were so tight he had to hold his breath for a moment as he gazed down at the teenager's voluptuous body. Her sweet cunt was wide open like a beautiful rose in full bloom. Her ripe tits were sticking straight up from her slender chest and her lovely hair was spread beneath her head like a beautiful halo. She was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen.
"Now, Alice, this may hurt a little for a minute or two because it's your first time," Ben explained as he guided his swollen cockhead to her slit and ran it up and down the wet track.
"I don't mind," she said. "OOOOOOoohhh!! Wow, does that ever feel good!"
Ben massaged her clitoris briefly with the head of his shaft and then moved the swollen bulb down to her gaping hole.
"Now I'm going to shove my cock into your cunt, Alice," he said slowly.
"Oh, yes!" she cried.
Ben wiggled his hips until he had forced the balloonlike head of his shaft inside her tight little hole. Then he bucked hard and lunged into her like a pile driver.
"AAAAAAUUUUUURR-RRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!" Alice screamed when she felt him ripping the tender area of her body apart with his huge pole. It was so sudden and the pain was so intense that the young girl thought that she was going to faint. Pain swept through every inch of her body and made her grit her teeth.
"Can you take it?" Ben asked as he saw tears begin gushing out of the pretty young child's eyes.
"I... I... I think so," she gasped. "But... but it hurts!"
"Just give it a minute or two," Ben said, holding his prick perfectly still deep inside the child's tight cunt. Her vagina was in fact so tight it felt like his cock was being squeezed in a vise.
Alice involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief when the pain at last began to subside. Her ravaged vagina still ached, but the biting, searing pain was fading now. Tears stopped flowing from her anguished eyes and she allowed her taut muscles to relax as she looked down to see her crotch speared by the older man's immense shaft.
"Better?" Ben asked when he felt the young girl's body slowly begin to relax.
"Y... yes," she admitted softly. "OH! OOOooohhh!!"
It seemed to the young girl that she had no sooner spoken than he began sliding his thick, throbbing penis in and out of her ravaged cunt. She could feel the pulsating, ropelike veins along his shaft pressing and gouging into the sensitive walls of her vagina as he moved his cock in and out.
Each tiny movement sent waves of pleasure rippling through her body.
"OH! OOooooooooohhh!! That feels good!" she moaned when he ground his pelvis hard against the top of her slit and rubbed her clitoris with his mighty downstroke.
Ben leaned down, pressing Alice's knees hard against her firm, aroused breasts and she felt sparks race through her veins. The pain of his initial penetration was all but gone now and had been replaced with a thrilling new sensation that coursed through the young virgin's system.
Alice couldn't define it to herself. It was exciting and very intense. Her body felt completely stuffed, as if it had been wrapped tightly around his huge prick. And every time he moved inside her new fires began raging throughout her body.
"AAAAaaahhhh!! Yes, like that!" she gasped when he ground his pelvis firmly against her slit while he continued fucking her slowly. "OOOOOOoohhh!! I... I... like... that!"
Ben had her body doubled into a ball with her crotch completely at his mercy. Her legs were on his shoulders as he drove his cock in and out of her hot sleeve and Ben fucked the fifteen-year-old virgin with determination. He paced himself to last as long as he could, pumping his cock slowly in and out.
Alice was experiencing myriad sensations. She felt his hairy balls slapping relentlessly against her bottom as he thrust his long, hard shaft deep into her hot womb. She could feel his heart pounding inside her as the veins on his prick pounded against the walls of her vagina and this seemed to the young girl like a drum beating cadence to their coupling.
Her skin felt flushed and every time he ground against her clitoris it seemed like new pores opened on her body. This was so much fun!
"OOOOooohh!! Yes, yes!" she squealed when he suddenly began fucking her faster and faster. "I... I... OOOOOOoooooohhh! Yes, yes--fuck me! Fuck meeeeeeeee!"
Instinctively, the fifteen-year-old girl began grinding her hips in a slow circle as the forty-three-year-old man's mighty prick lunged straight in and out of her boiling hot cunt. She locked her small ankles behind his neck and held on for all she was worth. She clutched at the bedspread beneath her as shock waves began crashing through her system.
Ben drove his raging cock deep into her womb and let go. His toes curled and his eyes closed as he felt the explosion inside his balls.
"AAAAAAaaaaaaiiiiiieeeeee!!!!" Alice felt his cock swell up and erupt in the depths of her cunt. Hot streams of his sperm flooded her tight pussy and triggered a series of explosions that frightened the innocent child in their intensity. It was as if everything inside her had reached the melting point and was disintegrating at the same time.
And still his hot juice kept coming! It so filled her vaginal canal it began oozing out of her hole to run down the quivering cheeks of her buttocks.
After what seemed like an eternity to the child, their bodies stopped moving. They held their locked position for a long moment, then Ben slowly began sliding his cock out of her warm tunnel.
Ben took a deep breath to fill his tortured lungs, then sighed and flopped over to stretch out beside the lovely young girl's body.
"Did you like that?" he asked softly, reaching over to caress one of her ripe tits.
"Oh, yes!" Alice sighed, reaching out with her small hand to grasp his now limp penis affectionately. "Is fucking always like that?"
"Sometimes," Ben chuckled, "it's even better."
"How could it be?"
"When two people fuck a lot, Alice," Ben explained with a smile, "they get better at it and know what pleases one another."
"It couldn't be any better than that," Alice sighed. "That was... out of sight! Will you fuck me lots, Ben?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Oh, yes!"
"Okay, Alice, I'll fuck you lots."
CHAPTER NINE
Ben wiped his forehead with the back of his sleeve and sighed. He was tired, even though he had taken a short rest after lunch, and this breaking into the thick adobe wall in the old building was proving to be a real task.
Part of it, the forty-three-year-old man knew, was his delightful daily romps with eleven-year-old Cindy and fifteen-year-old Alice. He was spending an energetic hour each day with each of the young girls and it was beginning to tell on him. Two hours of hot sex every day was draining him.
Cindy was at his door every morning early and they fucked and sucked each other before breakfast. Alice was regulated to the late afternoon hour before dinner. Ben had been careful to keep the two girls from knowing about each other. A jealous fit was something to be avoided.
It wasn't just the girls and the demands of their energetic young bodies that was getting to Ben Morse. The adobe walls had aged into something damned close to hard granite and breaking into them was no easy task. He used a heavy chisel and a steel mallet and it was hard work.
What bothered him was the fact that he had a nagging suspicion that the work he was doing was for nothing. He'd heard on the radio that a poll showed the bond issue in trouble with the public, and this was certainly reflected in the anxious eyes of Marla Welton.
For the past several days she had been walking around with her head in a black cloud of depression. She barely spoke to him, and when she did she was as nasty as she could be.
"If they close the home," Ben mumbled aloud as he picked up the chisel to start cutting away at the thick wall again, "then all of this work will be wasted!"
He developed a rhythm as he swung the mallet and moved the chisel. He was working in what had been the library in the original old mansion. Fifty years and several conversions had turned the old library into a seldom used classroom. Today, in fact, it was being used for the storage of dry food supplies.
"Hi, Ben!"
Ben stopped his pounding and turned to find Cindy standing behind him with a happy smile on her pretty young face.
"Hi yourself. What are you doing down here?"
"I just wanted to see you," Cindy replied, watching the older man wipe his brow on his sleeve. "That looks like hard work."
"It is," he assured the young girl.
"I don't have class at three-thirty today," Cindy said. "Miss Welton has to go to town."
"Oh? Why?" Ben asked.
"Something to do with that bond issue," Cindy replied. "Can I come down to your room this afternoon? I feel like... well, you know..."
"Uh... well," Ben began. "Look, I've been working hard and I'm awful tired."
"You don't have to do anything, Ben," Cindy said quickly. "I'll do it. I'll suck you off. Or I could get on top and fuck you. Ben, please!"
"Uh... well, Cindy, I'm so damned tired I'm just not in the mood this afternoon," Ben replied evasively. Alice was due to come to his room at four-thirty and it would never do to have Cindy messing around down there. "Tell you what, you come a little earlier tomorrow morning and we'll have an extra good time. How's that?"
"Okay, I guess," Cindy said in a dejected voice. Instinctively, the eleven-year-old girl knew that the older man was hiding something from her. He wasn't telling her the truth.
"It's better in the morning anyway," Ben remarked with a smile. "We'll both be fresh and horny. Now you'd better get out of here before someone comes along and catches you talking to me.
"Okay, Ben," Cindy said quietly, her pretty mouth turned into a pout. "I'll see you in the morning."
He turned back to the wall, gave it a malevolent glare, and began pounding again. On his third blow with the mallet, Ben's chisel hit metal and sparks flew from the contact.
"What the hell?" he muttered, striking again and hearing the unmistakable sound of metal on metal.
Ben stood back and studied the wall. His channel was a good six feet from the corner and three feet above the floor. There was no plumbing anywhere on this wall, so it couldn't be a pipe he was hitting. The electricity was installed near the level of the floor, so he couldn't be cutting into that.
He walked back to the wall and ran his finger inside the channel he had cut. The metal was just beneath the surface and seemed to run back as far as he had cut the channel. Using the chisel, he broke away an inch of adobe to bare dull black metal beneath. Using the chisel as a scraper, Ben found that the metal ran for about two feet along the wall.
Wondering if he was following a steel reinforcing bar, he began a vertical cut in the center of the metal. The metal ran about eighteen inches above and below the center cut he had made.
"What in hell is this?" he asked aloud as he stood back to survey the results of his work. "It's a goddamned nuisance, that's what it is," he grumbled.
Deciding that there was nothing to do other than to bare the metal and find out what he'd run into, Ben set to work to crack the adobe away. Within ten minutes, Ben Morse found himself staring at an old wall safe.
"Well, I'll be damned!" he exclaimed.
The safe had no doubt been installed when the original mansion was built. Then at some point in the history of the old house it had been plastered over with adobe and forgotten.
Ben examined the door of the safe and found that the hinges were rusted and badly corroded. He put the chisel on the top hinge and hit it with a hard blow of the mallet. The hinge broke easily. Ben repeated this on the bottom hinge and then used the chisel to pry the door open.
Hoping to find a cache of valuable jewels and cash, Ben was disappointed to find nothing more than a bundle of old papers inside the safe. The bundle was tied with a piece of pale blue ribbon that fell apart the minute he lifted the papers.
He was about to sit down on the floor to examine his find when he heard the class buzzer sound.
"I'd better look at these later in my room," he said half to himself as he stuffed the bundle of papers in his back pocket and studied the hole in the wall.
Ben knew that he should somehow cover the old safe so that no one would see it, but he couldn't think of how to do it without calling even more attention to it. He wasn't about to plaster it over and then cover the entire channel he'd cut in that wall. No way!
So what if somebody does see it? Ben asked himself. I can say that it was empty. Who's to know any different? For that matter, he could just turn the bundle of old papers over to Miss Welton. They probably weren't worth anything anyway. He decided that he'd do just that--tomorrow, after he'd looked at them tonight.
Ben went back to work and finished the channel to the next wall. He was about to start along the south wall when the buzzer sounded, signalling an end to the day's classes.
Ben picked up his tools with a sigh and set off for his room in the basement. Alice Mooney would be coming down in a few minutes. As he made his way along the corridor to the stairs to the basement, Ben did not know that eleven-year-old Cindy Lawrence was following him.
Cindy remained a good distance behind the older man and waited at the top of the stairs leading into the basement until she heard the door to his apartment close behind him. Then she slipped quietly down the stairs and walked on tip toes to his door to listen.
She heard him drop his shoes on the floor and the young girl knew that he was getting undressed. She wondered if he would be real mad if she knocked on his door?
Cindy's thoughts were interrupted by a noise in the corridor above. She heard the door to the basement open and her heart jumped to her throat! Somebody was coming down! She couldn't be caught here!
As fast as her feet would carry her silently, Cindy darted across the dark basement and hid behind a stack of book boxes. She had no sooner dropped behind the boxes than a pair of legs came into view on the staircase.
Cindy's face turned scarlet with anger when she recognized Alice Mooney coming into the basement. Cindy held her breath and watched the older girl walk quietly over to the door to Ben's room and let herself in.
She didn't even knock! Cindy said to herself. She just turned the knob and walked in! Was Ben fucking Alice, too? Cindy remained concealed behind the boxes for a few moments to see if Alice would be thrown out of Ben's room.
The only thing she could hear was the water of the shower running. What was going on in there? Was Alice waiting for him to come out of the shower? Did she want to ask him something? What were they doing?
When she could stand it no longer, Cindy turned the knob on the door to Ben's room slowly. She felt the catch open and she held her breath while she cracked the door an inch. Still holding her breath, the eleven-year-old girl put her eye to the crack and looked into the room.
The light was on and she could see the entire room clearly, but there was nobody there! The sound of water running in the shower was louder now and Cindy could hear voices in the bathroom.
They were in the bathroom together! Cindy's pulse quickened with anger and she let her breath out. She stood where she was for a moment and then made a decision.
Slipping quietly into the room, Cindy closed the door behind her. Then she moved silently across the room to the door to the bathroom. She listened for a moment and heard the water stop running. Then she could hear the sounds of movement and Alice giggled. In a fit of anger, Cindy pulled the bathroom door open.
The sight that greeted her young eyes made her heart skip a beat! Ben and Alice were standing stark naked outside the shower. Ben was playfully rubbing Alice's firm tits with a towel while Alice held his fully rigid cock in her hands and played with it.
"So THIS is why you didn't want me to come down this afternoon!" Cindy exclaimed.
"What in the hell is SHE doing here?" Alice snapped.
CHAPTER TEN
It was all Ben could do to pull the two young girls apart. Cindy had flown at Alice and knocked her to the floor. Alice, who was bigger and stronger, pulled Cindy down with her and began pounding on her with her fists. The girls were screaming at each other.
When he finally managed to separate them, Ben calmly explained to both of them that he liked them equally well. Alice accepted the situation much more readily than Cindy did.
"You want her more than me just because she has bigger tits!" Cindy cried.
"I want you both, Cindy," Ben said, ducking as she tried to rake his face with her fingernails. "Now calm down, damn it!"
"I can't blame her, Ben," Alice laughed. "Look at those bumps she calls tits."
"YOU!" Cindy cried, struggling to get at Alice.
"Listen, what you need is a good shower to cool off!" Ben snapped.
"Go to hell!" Cindy cried in frustration as the older man held her tightly in his arms.
"Knock it off, Cindy," Alice said. "I didn't mean anything. I was just kidding you. Why don't you take a shower and cool off?"
"Go fuck yourself!" Cindy snapped.
"Alice, help me get her clothes off," Ben said. "Maybe the water will cool her off."
"Sure!" Alice laughed.
Ben held Cindy tight while Alice began undressing her. They pulled the eleven-year-old girl's jumper over her head and then Alice managed to pull Cindy's panties down.
"HEY!" Alice squealed. "She's got a cute little pussy, doesn't she?"
Alice brought her hand up between Cindy's legs and slipped her fingers into the eleven-year-old's sex. She rubbed her palm against Cindy's clitoris and sank her middle finger in the young girl's hole.
"And it's good and tight!" Alice laughed as she held her finger inside Cindy's vagina.
"Turn the water on," Ben said, his muscles tensing as Cindy became a wildcat in his arms.
Without removing her finger from Cindy's tight, dry vagina, Alice leaned into the shower and turned the faucets on.
"Why don't we take a shower with her?" Alice suggested with a laugh.
"Help me get her inside," Ben said as he struggled with the eleven year old.
Cindy fought them both. She hated Alice for shoving her finger up her. Even more, Cindy hated her body for responding to Alice's crudely probing finger inside her cunt. It felt strangely good.
"You can't make me get in there!" Cindy screamed, kicking Ben in the shins as hard as she could.
But they did. She was no match for both of them and they dragged her into the shower stall and thrust her under the warm water. Even when Ben released his grip on her, Alice kept her finger buried in Cindy's cunt. Alice giggled and began moving her finger in and out of the eleven-year-old girl's cunt.
"Cool off, Cindy," Alice said. "Hey, it isn't as if we were fighting to see who will marry Ben. We're too young for that. All we want is lots of fun with him."
"That's right, Cindy honey," Ben said warmly.
"There's no reason we can't share him," Alice said reasonably.
Ben reached out and took one of Cindy's little tits in his hand and began caressing it.
"Alice is right, Cindy," Ben said with a smile. '"There's no reason to be jealous or mad."
"I... I don't understand," Cindy said in a confused tone of voice as they both played with her responsive young body.
"Like I said," Alice giggled, "we can share him. Here, put your hand on his cock."
Cindy allowed the older girl to take her hand and place it on Ben's still rigid penis. When Cindy's hand was wrapped around the base of Ben's shaft, Alice placed her own hand next to it.
"See, he has plenty of prick for both of us!" Alice laughed, burrowing her finger deep inside Cindy's now moist twat.
"Hey, that feels good!" Ben moaned as he felt the two young girls squeeze his cock at the same time.
"How does this feel, Cindy?" Alice asked as she simulated a fucking motion with her finger inside the younger girl's vagina.
"Uhh... I mean..."
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Alice persisted.
"Well... yes," Cindy admitted softly.
"Hey, why don't the three of us have a nice hot orgy?" Ben suggested.
"Both of us... I mean... at the same time?" Cindy asked.
"Sure!" Ben said.
"Hey, that will be fun!" Alice squealed.
"Okay, let's dry off and have a ball," Ben suggested.
He turned off the shower and stepped out of the shower stall with the two naked girls right behind him. Grabbing a towel, Ben began rubbing Cindy's body vigorously. When he rubbed between her legs, Cindy moaned with pleasure.
"Come on, Cindy," Alice cried excitedly, "help me dry him off!"
The two girls each took a towel and began rubbing the older man's naked body. Cindy wrapped her towel around his throbbing cock and rubbed it as hard as she could.
Alice got behind him and playfully began massaging his hairy asshole while she dried his back.
"Hey, you two!" Ben moaned. "You'll make me come before we even get in bed!"
"Okay, Cindy," Alice laughed, "you dry me and I'll finish drying you."
Cindy removed her towel from around Ben's hard pole and began rubbing the older girl's body. She was rubbing Alice's sides when she remembered what Alice had done to her in the shower and Cindy brought her towel up between Alice's legs and began rubbing the older girl's crack vigorously.
"Oh, wow!" Alice squealed. "I like that!"
"Come on, you two!" Ben laughed, taking each of their hands and pulling them into the bedroom and over to the bed.
The sight of their two naked bodies together made Ben's testicles pump furiously! Here he had four tits, two cunts and two assholes to play with at the same time!
Making it with two girls at the same time had been a dream Ben had nourished all of his life. He'd always considered it a fantasy, but here it was!
Both of the girls giggled as they fell on the bed beside him. Alice was clearly excited and Cindy was now relaxed and over her anger. This was a game and both of the young girls were ready and anxious to play.
"Want your cock sucked, Ben?" Alice asked as she reached over and wrapped her warm fingers around his thick root.
"Let me do it!" Cindy cried.
"Do you know how?" Alice asked a little sarcastically.
"Better than you!" Cindy snapped.
"Show me!" Alice dared the younger girl.
Cindy climbed over Ben's knee and knelt between his hairy legs.
"We'll let Ben decide who sucks his cock best," Cindy said as she took Ben's hard shaft in her two hands and bent down to bring her lips to the swollen head of his organ.
Alice watched Cindy begin licking Ben's surging prick and smiled. Cindy not only knew what she was doing, she liked doing it!
Ben's eyes were also fastened on Cindy's pretty young face as the eleven-year-old girl formed an oval with her lips and slipped them around his aching cockhead. He felt the warmth of her sweet mouth envelope his prick and his balls began a low hum of desire.
"Does that feel good, Ben?" Alice asked when Cindy forced her jaws apart and took his prick deep into her throat.
"God, yes!" Ben moaned.
"Is she good at sucking cock?" Alice persisted.
"You'd better believe it!" Ben gasped.
Ben saw Alice smile as she moved around to kneel behind Cindy. She winked at him as she brought her face up to Cindy's raised bottom.
Cindy was concentrating so hard on sucking Ben's cock that she was unaware that Alice was behind her. Then suddenly Alice's tongue was inside her slit! She could feel the older girl licking her and flames began racing through her body.
Cindy knew that what Alice was doing to her was dirty and naughty, but it felt so good! The fifteen-year-old girl's tongue began massaging and caressing Cindy's now erect and aroused clitoris. Cindy wanted to moan with pleasure, but her mouth was completely stuffed with Ben's surging, straining prick.
Ben felt Cindy double her efforts on his root and he moaned out loud. Christ, she was really sucking him today! He watched her hold the base of his shaft firmly in her hands while she ran her lips up and down his stiff joint. Cindy had gotten to where she could take his entire cock into her throat and he loved it.
"Wow, that's good, Cindy!" he gasped.
"So is this," Alice said. "She has such a nice, juicy pussy! It's delicious! Do you love eating her, Ben?"
"I sure do!" Ben moaned.
Cindy was beside herself! Listening to them while she sucked his throbbing cock and Alice licked her cunt was driving her up a wall with passion! She drew his prick deep into her throat and sucked hard on it. Alice's tongue in her slit felt so good!
Alice had started licking the younger girl's sex as a game, but now she was becoming aroused as she lapped up and down the child's crack.
This was the way it-had been with Miss Welton and Alice liked it. Cindy was even more fun because her body wiggled and writhed so!
"Hey! I'm... getting... close!" Ben gasped.
"Climb up on his cock and fuck him, Cindy!" Alice urged. "Make him shoot it up you!"
Cindy was glad for the relief when Alice stopped licking her. She was so hot she was about to come any minute herself!
Without a word, the eleven-year-old girl took the older girl's suggestion and crawled up to kneel in a straddling position above Ben's rigid pole.
"Here, I'll put it in for you!" Alice chortled as she climbed up behind Cindy and took Ben's throbbing prick in her hand and brought the tip to Cindy's wet slit. Alice squeezed his cock affectionately as she rubbed it up and down the length of Cindy's now wet crack.
"Does that feel good when I rub it against your clitoris?" Alice asked.
"YES!" Cindy gasped. "Put it in me, Alice! Please!"
Alice pressed the swollen head of Ben's penis against the young girl's gaping hole and pushed until it popped inside.
"OH!" Cindy cried.
"Doesn't that feel good when it first goes in?" Alice said.
"WOW!" Yes!"
"Now sit down on it and take it all the way up you," Alice urged.
Cindy leaned back and began forcing her cunt down on his hard lance.
"OOOOOoooooooohhhh! I love that!" she cried.
Ben had to grit his teeth to keep from coming the moment he felt Cindy's cunt wrap tightly around his aching meat. Listening to them talk about it had served to double his arousal!
He watched the expression on Cindy's pretty face as his cock slowly disappeared inside her hole. She looked like she was in heaven!
Suddenly his view was blocked by the delicious sight of Alice's fifteen-year-old pussy hovering above his face. She had come around from behind Cindy and was now squatting over his face and facing Cindy.
"Your tongue isn't busy, Ben," she said in a sexy giggle as she gradually lowered her sex to his mouth.
"And you want your cunt licked?" Ben laughed.
"Lord, yes!" Alice gasped. "OOOOooooohhh!! Yes, Ben! Yes! Eat my cunt!"
Cindy watched the older girl sit down on Ben's mouth. Then she saw Ben's pink tongue flash out to disappear into Alice's thick pubic hair. Watching that while she took his huge cock to the very depths of her womb made the young girl quake with excitement! Leaning back so that she was sitting straight on Ben's vertical organ, Cindy began moving slowly up and down on the hardness impaling her crotch.
Alice watched Ben's cock move in and out of the younger girl's cunt. It was thrilling to watch! And watching while he lapped at her slit with his electric tongue was almost too much!
Ben Morse felt completely consumed by the two young bodies on top of him. The forty-three-year-old man's cock felt like it was being caressed in warm velvet. And while that was making his balls rumble like trees in a dense forest in a high wind, his tongue was sampling the sweet honey taste of another young girl's excited cunt! Alice's cute little ass was writhing on his face as he flicked at her clitoris like a hummingbird.
"Oh, Cindy, isn't this fun?" Alice squealed.
Alice reached out and cupped Cindy's bobbing breasts in her hands and began caressing them fondly.
"Kiss me, Cindy," Alice mewed, leaning forward and bringing her moist lips to Cindy's mouth.
Cindy didn't hesitate. She threw her arms around Alice's neck and crushed her mouth on the girl's watching lips. She felt her pulse quicken when Alice forced her tongue inside her mouth and caressed her tongue.
Alice's hands on her breast felt so good! She loved the way the older girl rubbed her nipple and rolled it between her fingers!
And all the while Cindy had Ben's hard prick up her cunt! How she loved the way it felt! She bounced up and down on it like a wooden horse on a pole on a merry-go-round.
Although Alice served as the innovator, all of this was new and thrilling to her. Kissing Cindy while Ben licked her slit made her flesh break out with goosebumps! She squeezed the younger girl's breast lovingly and ground her hot cunt against the older man's mouth furiously as she rapidly approached her climax. This was truly the best of two worlds in sex, making it with a man and a girl at the same time!
Cindy knew that she couldn't take too much more! She could feel the waves of passion sweeping through her with tidal force. Her entire body was a raging, out-of-control fire! She held a deep soul kiss with Alice and ground her cunt up and down the incredible length of his throbbing cock.
Ben Morse had already passed the point of no return. The forty-three-year-old man licked Alice's fifteen-year-old pussy for all he was worth while he bucked his hips and sent his aching dick burrowing to the depths of eleven-year-old Cindy's womb.
"OH, Alice!" Cindy cried when their mouths parted for a moment. "I... I'm... going... to... come!"
"DO IT!" Alice cried excitedly.
Alice dropped her hand from Cindy's breast and brought her fingers to their grinding crotches. She sought and found Cindy's clitoris and began caressing it as Cindy rode Ben's prick for all she was worth.
When Cindy felt Alice's fingers on her clitoris while she fucked Ben, the young girl thought that she was going to faint dead away! The excitement coursing through her body was so intense she could hardly breathe!
Ben had beaten her to the punch, but just barely! His balls had been roaring in his ears for what seemed like an eternity, then they exploded and he felt his hot juices racing up his throbbing prick just before Cindy screamed.
Alice felt them both explode and a tremor swept through her excited body. She ground her cunt hard against the older man's mouth until she could feel the tip of his nose pressed firmly against her anus.
"Now... now it's... my... turn!" Alice squealed. "OOOoohhh! Oh, sweet Jesus! AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
Alice's hands shot to her head and she grasped her hair as if to hold on as her orgasm swept through her quaking body. Explosion after explosion ripped through her. Then she felt something warm and wonderful happening to her breast and she came again. When she opened her eyes and saw that Cindy still had Ben's cock buried in her cunt, but the younger girl was leaning forward and had Alice's left nipple in her mouth.
The sight of the younger girl sucking her breast made Alice experience another small orgasm as her body struggled to regain control of itself.
"Wow, was that ever fun!" Alice gasped as she lifted her crotch from Ben's mouth and collapsed on her back on the bed.
"Amen," Ben breathed.
"Did Ben come?" Alice asked in a lazy tone of voice.
"Did he ever!" Cindy giggled. "It felt like a firehose in me!"
Cindy summoned the strength to climb off of Ben's now only partially erect cock.
"It looks like you took some of the starch out of him," Alice remarked with a laugh.
"Oh, he'll get hard again," Cindy giggled. "All we have to do is lick and suck it and it'll grow. It's your turn to have his cock inside you now, Alice."
"Hey, how about a minute to regenerate?" Ben laughed. "You two will have to be careful or you'll kill me!"
"Really?" Cindy asked seriously.
"Cindy," Alice laughed, "he's just kidding us. Nobody ever died of sex! Come on, lets lick him hard."
Giggling at the prospect of a new game to be played, the two young girls turned around and wiggled into positions on either side of the forty-three-year-old handyman's prone body. Both girls had their head at Ben's crotch and their feet toward his head.
"Look, it's completely soft," Cindy exclaimed as she took Ben's limp penis in her hand.
"I'll bet we can change that!" Alice giggled, leaning in to swipe her warm tongue across the head of the organ Cindy held. "You lick that side and I'll lick this."
Ben watched the two pretty girls begin their oral caresses on his prick and felt his balls twitch. Cindy would lick one side and then Alice would lick the other. The feeling of their lovely young tongues lapping at his cock made his pulse quicken.
He considered himself one of the luckiest men in the world. What other man had two cute young nymphettes anxious and willing to ball him whenever he wanted?
Ben sighed with pleasure when the young girls' tits grazed his sides as they leaned in to orally adore his penis.
"I felt something!" Cindy cried.
"So did I!" Alice agreed. "It's coming to life!"
Alice slipped her lips around Ben's cockhead and slowly began drawing it into her warm mouth. Cindy moved her attention to Ben's hairy balls and began licking them while the older girl sucked on his dick.
Two warm young mouths on his genitals aroused the forty-three-year-old man rapidly. He felt his pulse quicken as the blood rushed into his cock and made it expand inside Alice's eager mouth. Glancing on either side, Ben saw two lovely young cunts bared to his hungry gaze. He reached out with both hands and began fondling the moist slits.
"OH! OOOoooohhh!! That feels good!" Cindy squealed when she felt Ben's middle finger shoved deep inside her cunt.
"UUUUuuummmm!!!" Alice murmured in agreement when the same thing happened to her.
Ben Morse was in his own special heaven! A young girl had his hard cock deep in her throat while another pretty young thing was licking his balls almost reverently. And all the while he was fingerfucking their tight little holes! What more could a man ask for?
Alice was becoming very aroused. She always found sucking Ben's prick exciting, but having him ram his finger into her vagina at the same time was something else! She lifted her knee to give him even more freedom at her crotch and his finger seemed to go an inch deeper inside her.
"UUUuuummmm!!" she moaned as she sucked hard on his throbbing shaft.
Cindy was also very excited. Once she had been able to accept the situation of three of them making love, she found it thrilling. And she loved to feel his juices churning around in his balls as she ran her tongue all over his hairy sac.
This was the first time he had ever shoved his finger up her and Cindy liked it! It was almost like being fucked!
"Hey!" Ben moaned. "You've really got me turned on! If you're not careful, I'll come!"
"NO!" Alice gasped. "I want it inside me!"
"Then let's fuck," Ben said.
"Can we do it from behind?" Alice asked eagerly.
"Sure!" Ben said as he pulled himself up. "Get on your hands and knees."
"On the floor!" Alice cried. "It's better on the floor."
"Okay," Ben laughed as he climbed off the bed and got on his knees behind the fifteen-year-old girl on the floor.
Alice was on her hands and knees with her head low and her bottom humped high in the air. Watching back through her legs she could see Ben crawling up behind her with his cock in his hand.
"Let me put it in!" Cindy cried excitedly as she got on the floor with the other two and crawled over beside them.
Cindy reached out and took Ben's now fully rigid and straining cock in her hands and began pulling it toward her friend's waiting cunt. When she brought the swollen head in contact with Alice's wet slit, Cindy moved Ben's prick up and down the length of the older girl's pussy.
"Gee!" Alice exclaimed when Cindy mashed the head of Ben's prick against her clitoris. "That feels... goooooooooood!"
"Put it in her, Cindy!" Ben groaned. "I'm hot to fuck!"
Cindy giggled and moved the inflated head of his cock to Alice's hole. She wiggled it until she felt it pop inside Alice's body, then she removed her hand and watched Ben lunge into Alice with a mighty thrust.
"OOOOoooo ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Alice gasped when she felt her vagina stuffed with Ben's bloated sausage.
"I can almost feel that myself!" Cindy said softly as she watched Ben's cock disappear into Alice's waiting body. With a strong need to be involved, Cindy crawled around behind Ben and reached out to grasp his swaying balls in her hands.
"Fuck me, Ben! Fuck meeeeeee!!" Alice cried.
Ben held the fifteen-year-old girl's waist in his hands and began ramming his aching dick deep into her warm cunt. He felt Cindy's hands on his balls and his excitement soared!
Then, as he pumped his cock in and out of Alice's tight hole, Ben felt Cindy's tongue begin lapping at his balls and it was all he could do to keep from exploding at that very moment!
Imagine fucking a hot young girl while another pretty child lapped away at his nuts! It seemed unreal, like an erotic dream, and yet the tightness of Alice's twat wrapped around his prick and the wetness of Cindy's tongue on his balls were too real to be ignored!
Alice was unaware of what Cindy was doing. Her entire concentration was on the fantastic rod that was spearing her hot cunt! She loved it when he fucked her this way! It was so intense and animal like! As her knees slid on the carpet she knew that he was using her like a wheelbarrow and fucking her across the floor. She loved that!
"Harder, Ben!" Alice cried. "Harder and faster! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!!!"
"Fuck her, Ben! Shove it up her!" Cindy squealed as she licked his balls and fondled them in her hand. It was hard to keep up with his pumping hips, but that made it all the more exciting for the eleven-year-old girl as she crawled along behind them and held her young mouth glued to the forty-three-year-old man's testicles.
Alice had been caught off guard. She knew that she was close. Her body was engulfed in an intense flame. But suddenly she felt Ben's cock explode inside her and his hot juices splashed against the expanded walls of her vagina to trigger her own climax.
Ben had tried to hold back a little while longer, but he lost control. Having Cindy lick his balls while he fucked Alice was just too much for him! His balls suddenly expanded and erupted to send his come racing along his aching prick.
Cindy was the only one who did not reach a climax, but she felt Ben's when he exploded. She felt his balls expand beneath her lapping tongue and then there was a swirling sensation as his fluids shot into her friend's cunt.
She kept licking and fondling his balls until both Ben and Alice collapsed on the floor spent.
"That sounded like fun!" Cindy observed as she stretched out beside them.
"Oh, it was!" Alice sighed. "Was it ever!"
"I think having orgies is fun!" Cindy giggled.
"So do I!" Alice agreed. "Do you like it with both of us at the same time, Ben?"
"Christ, yes!" Ben sighed. "I don't know if I'll live through it, but I really dig it."
"Then let's always do it together!" Cindy said eagerly.
"Yes!" Alice agreed.
"Sure," Ben sighed.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The bond issue failed.
Ben heard it on his radio as he was shaving the next morning. According to the newscaster, it wasn't even close. The public had voted three-to-one against the bond issue.
"This follows the national trend," the newscaster said, "in which it is noted that the voting public seems to be determined to force government economy. On the..."
Ben flipped the radio off and sighed. Maybe this morning's orgy would prove to be his last. Alice and Cindy had arrived at his door before six o'clock ready and anxious. Both of them had sucked him and he'd had the delightful experience of sinking his hot prick into each of their warm cunts.
He remembered how they had played in the bathroom. When he had announced that he had to pee, the two girls excitedly joined him in the bathroom. Cindy held his prick while he peed and Alice had licked it dry afterward. Then they both peed and had him dry their delicious little pussies with his tongue instead of using toilet paper.
It had been quite a morning!
Ben was depressed as he began dressing for his day's work. As he emptied the pockets of the pants he'd worn yesterday, Ben found the bundle of papers he'd taken from the old safe he'd discovered in the wall.
He'd been so tired after the orgy with the two young girls the evening before that he completely forgot to look at the papers. Glancing at his watch, he realized he was late for breakfast already. He placed the bundle of papers in his top drawer and set off for the dining room.
When he walked into the staff dining area, Ben saw Marla Welton sitting alone at a table in the corner. He picked up his plate of scrambled eggs and bacon, drew himself a cup of coffee from the giant urn and walked over to sit across from the administrator. The expression on Marla Welton's face was dark and mean.
"Mind if I sit here?" Ben asked.
"I don't give a damn," Marla said. "The bond issue failed."
"I know," Ben said as he sat down. "I heard on the radio."
"The dumb bastards!" Miss Welton said softly.
"When . .?"
"I don't want to talk about it!" Marla Welton snapped. "I was up all night and I'm exhausted and I don't want to talk about it."
"Any idea when... " Ben began.
"Didn't you hear me, you stupid shit!" Marla Welton snapped. "Or don't you understand English? I said that I didn't want to talk about it!"
"But..."
"I have a meeting at eleven o'clock this morning," Marla said in a tone slightly less sharp, "and I expect that they'll give me all the wonderful news then."
"I'm sorry, Miss Welton," Ben remarked, pushing his eggs around on his plate.
"You're sorry! Shit, you don't know what sorry is! And don't try to take this opportunity to slack up on your work today!" she snapped in a reasonless, mounting fury. "You get your work done, Morse, or I'll have your ass!"
She pushed her chair back and walked rapidly out of the dining room. Ben's eyes followed her, hot with his hatred for the bitch! She had no right to treat him like that! He was trying to tell her that he understood how she felt. And she had to be such a bitch!
Ben had little enthusiasm for his work that morning. He went through the motions, doing what was expected of him, but his heart just wasn't in it. The thought of losing his newfound sexual paradise with the delightful young girls depressed the hell out of him.
The worst part was that he was so helpless to do anything about it all!
Miss Welton made a brief appearance in the lunchroom as Ben was leaving to go to his room for a few moments relaxation before beginning his afternoon work. The expression on her face told him everything. Even the tiny spark of hope she had nurtured was gone from her eyes.
As Ben walked by her, he smelled alcohol. She's been drinking! Christ, is it that immediate?, he wondered.
Marla Welton did not even notice Ben Morse as she walked through the lunchroom. She'd kept a bottle of brandy hidden in the cupboard and she wanted it now. The news that they intended to close the home in seventeen days had sent her into her deepest depression and she intended to go to the quiet of her room and get stoned out of her mind.
Ben walked down to his room wondering what he would do next in life. He started to stretch out on his bed and then remembered the bundle of papers he'd put in his drawer. Picking up the bundle, Ben sat on the edge of his bed and began going through them.
The first several pieces were letters dating back to 1921. Ben wasn't in much of a mood to read the letters, so he put them aside and broke the seal on a large manila envelope.
The documents he extracted from the envelope were bordered with designs and covered with seals. It took Ben a few moments to realize that these were stock certificates. They were for blocks of stock ranging from one-hundred to five-thousand shares. In all, there were sixteen separate certificates. All were issued to the "bearer".
Ben didn't recognize most of the companies. There were pharmaceutical companies, a dry goods company, an import-export firm, and several insurance companies. One of these, Great Southern Life, Ben thought he had heard of before. The last certificate, for one thousand shares, Ben recognized immediately--General Motors!
Were they worth anything? Probably most of the companies were out of business now. After all, these certificates were over fifty years old.
"Certainly, General Motors is still in business," Ben said aloud. "That should be worth something! Hey, the paper!"
Ben remembered that they listed all of the stocks in the paper every day and he quickly found his morning paper and began looking for each company. Only six of the sixteen companies were listed on the stock exchange.
He took a pencil and paper and began figuring what the certificates were worth according to the day's quotation. When he finished and added the column of figures, Ben whistled to himself.
If these stocks were any good, they were worth almost seventy-five thousand dollars! Ben Morse stared at the wall with unbelieving eyes. He was rich.
"If these papers are any good," he said aloud to remind himself, "I've found seventy-five thousand bucks in a wall!"
The buzzer sounding for classes interrupted Ben's thoughts and he automatically put the papers back in the envelope and returned them to his drawer to prepare to return to his work.
All that afternoon Ben worked in a daze. He was almost afraid to believe his good fortune. They were sure to tell him that the papers were too old, that they weren't worth anything any more. Seventy-five thousand dollars!
What would he do with that much money? This thought staggered Ben Morse. He was a man without ambition, a man to whom money was not really important. Ben didn't yearn for fancy cars or expensive clothes. The more he thought about it, the more of a burden the money became.
By the time the last buzzer sounded that afternoon, Ben felt like he was carrying the weight of the world around his shoulders. He opened the door to his small apartment and stood in the doorway staring blankly at the two young girls sitting on the edge of his bed. Both Alice and Cindy were stark naked. They were obviously waiting for him.
"Did you hear the news?" Alice asked.
"It's all over the orphanage," Cindy added.
"What?" Ben asked a little dumbly.
"They're going to close the orphanage in two weeks," Alice said.
"And they're going to send us somewhere else," Cindy added in anguish.
"Oh, Ben, don't let them send us away!" Alice said.
It suddenly dawned on Ben that the two young girls were naked and he quickly stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, failing in his surprise to lock it.
"When are they going to close the home?" he asked.
"In two weeks!" Alice said.
"Oh, Ben, don't let them send us away from you!" Cindy cried.
The anguish in the two young girl's voices struck directly at Ben's heart. He walked over and sat down beside them on the bed and calmly tried to explain that he was helpless to stop them.
While he was talking, Alice's hand crept into his lap and boldly grasped his limp prick. She began rubbing and fondling it as they tried to understand what was happening to them.
"We're scared, Ben," Cindy said earnestly. "Make love to us. We're scared!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
Marla Welton was stoned! She had consumed the entire pint of brandy in her room and was bombed out of her mind. When she got up to go to the bathroom, she stumbled and fell against the wall. Marla shook her head and laughed.
She didn't give a damn how drunk she was! Her world had come to an end this morning and she was feeling damned sorry for herself.
She suddenly remembered that shortly she would be separated from all of her lovely young girls and a strong yearning developed in her groin.
When she wiped herself after relieving her kidneys, the yearning turned into a burning in her groin and she longed to have a lovely tongue working between the lips of her pussy.
"Why not?" Marla laughed to herself. "I'll have a farewell party with each of them! But first I need another drink."
When she remembered that her bottle was empty, Marla tried to concentrate hard on where she would find some more booze. Tears began to well in her eyes until she remembered that Ben Morse kept a bottle. In her drunken state Marla was certain that Ben Morse would be glad to give her his bottle.
Marla Welton made her way carefully to the basement. She knew that she was drunk and weaving and she didn't want anyone to see her. Twice, when she heard someone in the hall, she slipped into the closest room and waited until the person was gone.
By the time she reached the basement her head was a little clearer. Things weren't swimming nearly as much.
Marla walked to Ben's door and raised her hand to knock. Her hand froze in mid-air when she heard the sound of voices inside the handyman's room. She held her breath and listened. Ben Morse was laughing and Marla recognized the sounds of girls giggling!
Who was down here with him? The basement was off-limits! Well, I'll certainly see about THIS! she told herself.
Marla grasped the knob and threw the door to Ben's apartment open. The sight that greeted her eyes made her breath catch in her throat. The handyman was naked on the bed with two young girls. One of the girls had his filthy cock in her mouth and the other girl was squatting over his face!
"Mister Morse! What is the meaning of this!" she screamed.
"Oh my God!" Alice gasped, jumping off of Ben's face.
"Jesus!" Cindy cried, removing her mouth from Ben's deliciously hard prick and sliding off the far side of the bed.
"Alice Mooney!" Marla Welton cried. "And Cindy Lawrence! What are you DOING with this filthy man?"
"Now, Miss Welton, ease up," Ben said, his heart pounding in his ears as he pulled himself off the bed to try to salvage the situation.
"Shut up, you filthy... filthy pervert!" Marla Welton screamed. 'Til have you arrested and thrown in jail for this! Alice, you and Cindy go to your rooms immediately! I'll deal with you later!"
The two girls were frightened out of their wits. They grabbed their clothes and dashed out of the room before she could touch them.
"Look, Miss Welton, it wasn't the girls' fault..
"Listen, you dirty bastard, you'd better pack your things right now!" Marla Welton snapped. "I'm calling the police and swearing out charges against you! Do you have any idea what they'll do to you for molesting young girls? I hope they cut your balls off and stuff them in your mouth!"
Ben lost his patience and grabbed the twenty-eight-year-old woman's wrist before she could run out of the room.
"I don't have any idea what they'll do to me, sister," he said sharply, "but you're going to get the same treatment, believe me! Just how do you handle a woman who has young girls up to her room to lick her cunt? Tell me that!"
"What?"
"You heard me!" Ben rasped, his breath coming heavy now. "I know all about you and the little girls, Miss Welton!"
"You... you can't prove a thing," Marla Welton said defensively. The alcohol in her veins wasn't helping her with the panic sweeping through her now.
"Oh, no?" Ben laughed, releasing her wrist and standing directly in front of her. "I saw you lick Alice's twat with my own eyes. And then you taught her how to swab your slit, you dirty dyke!"
"It's... it's your word against mine!" Marla Welton cried.
Her voice was lower now and the fact that her position was weakened was obvious to Ben.
"Maybe," Ben said a little mysteriously. "But there are others, Miss Lesbian! And Alice and some others will back up what I say."
"You wouldn't!" Marla Welton gasped.
"Why wouldn't I?" Ben snapped. "After the way you've treated me, why wouldn't I? And if you're calling the police, have them send a couple of cops to take you in, too. Believe me, you're going."
"You wouldn't," Marla repeated a little dumbly. "You better bet your dyke ass I will!" Ben laughed. "You ain't got balls--that show, so I imagine they'll have to be content to lock you up for about twenty years."
"You bastard!" Marla cried, swinging at him.
Ben grabbed her wrist before she could slap him. "Now you listen to me!" Ben said firmly. "I think we've got here what they call a Mexican stand-off. You know what I mean?"
"No," Marla said softly.
"Well, you've got me on screwing the young girls and at the same time I've got you for playing your little homo games with them, see? If you blow the whistle on me, I'll blow the whistle on you. Now we can both go to jail, or we can make a deal."
"I... I... what kind of a deal?" she asked.
"You leave me alone and I'll leave you alone," Ben said. "That way, nobody will be the wiser. Get it?"
"I... I don't have much choice, do I?" Marla said with tears now flowing down her cheek.
"None at all," Ben assured her with a triumphant smile.
"You're still a dirty, filthy bastard!" she snapped.
"I love you, too," Ben laughed.
"Well, at least you won't be able to molest them much longer, Mr. Morse!" Marla said, regaining a little of her composure. "They're closing the home in two weeks."
"I know," Ben sighed. "Shame, ain't it? We'll both lose our little pussies."
"You're filthy!"
"Say, why don't you take your clothes off and join me?" Ben laughed.
"Take that long, dirty prick of yours and shove it up your filthy ass!" Marla spat at him as she turned on her heel and walked unsteadily out of his room.
She has guts, Ben told himself as he watched her go upstairs. He had to admire her for that. She really had guts!
Ben sighed as he closed the door. The danger was past. He was sure of that. The look on Marla Welton's face when he threatened to expose her had told him that she was as afraid of him as he was of her. She'd never blow the whistle on him now.
Christ, what a pity it all had to end like this! He walked over to his kitchen cabinet and took down his bottle of bourbon and poured himself a stiff shot.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The soft knocking at Marla Welton's door persisted and she heaved a deep sigh and walked over to open the door.
"You!" she snapped when she saw Ben Morse standing at her door.
Ben pushed the door open before she could slam it in his face.
"I want to talk to you," Ben said firmly as he pushed his way into her room. "And I thought I might offer you a snort of this."
Ben held up the bottle of bourbon he'd brought with him. Marla's tongue swiped across her dry lips as she looked at the bottle. She'd been crying for over an hour and she was parched.
"I don't have anything to talk to you about," she said.
"We may have a whole lot to talk about," Ben persisted, closing her door behind him. "I may have the solution for both of us."
"Go away and leave me alone!" Marla said, flopping back into her chair.
"I'll leave in a minute if you want me to," Ben said quietly, "but first hear me out."
"Give me a drink, then," Marla said.
"Just hear me out first," Ben said patiently.
He sat directly across from Marla on the edge of her bed and began explaining about how he had found the safe in the wall in the old part of the building. The minute he mentioned the safe, Marla's attention grew. Ben reached into his pocket and produced the bundle of papers that he had found. He told her about the stock certificates and then unfolded a paper he had found not half an hour ago.
"You're pretty smart about these things," Ben said, handing her the document, "so you tell me what this is."
Marla took the document and read it.
"Why, it's the deed to this property!" she exclaimed. "But the deed was lost."
"Well, it's not lost any more," Ben said with a smile.
"The last member of the family died without a will and without heirs, so the property reverted to the state," Marla said slowly. "I don't see how this does anything for us."
"I thought that maybe you could figure some way to show that the family left the property to one of us," Ben said slowly. "Hell, I don't know what good it is. It just came to me that we might..
"We'd never get away with it," Marla said to herself. "Still, there might be... But how could we ever afford to keep the home going? The money needed would be..."
"Have a look at these stocks," Ben interrupted. "Now, I figured them out with the paper this morning and I think they're worth maybe seventy-five thousand dollars. But maybe you know more about these things than I do."
"Seventy-five thousand dollars, Mr. Morse, wouldn't keep this home going for more than a few months," Marla said as she took the documents from him. "General Motors, 1921! My God! There must have been a dozen or more splits since then!"
"What's that mean?" Ben asked.
"That means that this one little piece of paper is worth more than a million dollars!" Marla said in awe. "And this one for Great Southern Life! Five thousand shares! They merged with one of the big ones just last month."
"That's where I seen it!" Ben said.
"Why this one is probably worth almost a million itself!" Marla said. "Why, Mr. Morse, these are worth a fortune! Why did you bring them to me? You could cash these in and be a multi-millionaire!"
"I guess," Ben smiled, handing her his bottle of bourbon, "but I've never much wanted to be a millionaire."
"You're crazy!" Marla laughed. "Everybody wants to be a millionaire," she added, taking a swallow of bourbon from the bottle. She longed to drain the bottle, but Marla was going to be careful. She needed her wits about her now.
"I thought that I'd make you a proposition," Ben said.
"What proposition?" Marla asked suspiciously. "Well, the way I see it, we're sort of cut out of the same bolt," Ben said slowly. "I like young girls, and so do you. Now we've got us a pretty good thing going here and it's a shame to see it blow up on us. I sort of thought that we might make us a deal and use these stocks and things to keep the orphanage going."
Marla reached for the bottle and took another swallow of the warm amber liquid. She stood up and began nervously pacing the room.
"We'd never make the deed to the property stick," she said as she tried to think the situation out. "They'd see through that right away. You could offer to subscribe to the entire bond issue yourself. We could say that the stocks came down to you from one of your relatives. That might work. Or we could invest the money at five per cent and use the interest to run the orphanage. That would work. Just what kind of proposition do you have in mind, Mr. Morse?" she asked swinging to face him.
"Will it work?" Ben asked.
"It might," Marla said evasively. "It depends on just what kind of deal you have in mind. Who would run the home?"
"You would, of course," Ben returned with a smile. "You've done a good job."
"Thank you," Marla said. "But what is the deal, Mr. Morse?"
"Call me Ben," he said with a smile. "Well, Marla, the way I see it, we'll go along just like we are. You run the place and I'll keep my old job."
"You mean that you'd be content to stay as handyman?" Marla asked.
"Sure."
"You're too generous," Marla said with suspicion edging her voice.
"You see, Marla," he said slowly, "I've been here twenty years almost and I'm happy here. I don't look for any big change. Of course, there is one condition on all of this."
"Well, at last! What's your condition, Ben?" Marla asked with her hands on her hips.
"Well, you see, Marla, you've treated me like shit here for two years now and I don't appreciate it. So the only change I want is in our relationship."
"Ben, perhaps I've been a little..."
"Just hear me out, Marla. I'm willing to save this place and let everything be as it was. You can have all the little girls you want, and I'll do the same. You don't bother me and I won't bother you. The only difference is that you're mine any time and any way I want you."
"You mean?"
"That's right, Marla," Ben laughed. "I get to use your body whenever and however I want. Now, don't you worry about me bothering you much. With all these cute young girls to ball, I sure won't be wanting your snatch much, but when I do, it's mine. Get that straight in your mind. And every time you treat me like shit, Marla, I'm going to fuck your head off!"
"You bastard!" she snapped.
"And to make sure you stay in line, Marla, whatever we do with these papers will be done in my name so that you can't wiggle out of our deal. Well, that's it. We can save this place together and enjoy our lives the way they were, or I can go our and find something else to do with my new-found fortune. It's up to you, Marla. How about a drink?"
Marla Welton grabbed the bottle from his hand and gulped down as much bourbon as she could swallow. She glared at him. Marla had no doubts that he was serious.
The thought of letting him touch her, of giving her body to him made her want to throw up! Yet what he was offering was what she had worked so long and hard for!
Memories of her delicious conquests in this very room with young innocent girls flashed through her mind and made her body tingle. And the good work she had been able to do with the orphans. She had accomplished so much in these two years.
He was offering her the chance to keep everything as it was. It was like a miracle--a dream come true! Could she endure him touching her, making love to her with his filthy penis now and then to keep what she had?
Marla took another long swig from the bottle and welcomed the alcoholic euphoria that was beginning to sweep through her body. She knew that she could do anything if she had to! And as dumb as he was, she was certain that she could outwit him before too long.
"You'll never bother me with the girls?" she asked.
"Nope."
"And you'll accept my judgement in running the home?"
"Like I said, Marla," Ben returned with a smile, "you've done a real good job."
"I think... well, I think we can make it work. It will be complicated and I'll have to work out hundreds of details."
"I'll leave all that to you," Ben said, "as long as it's in my name."
"I... I really think we can pull it off," she said.
"Then you're willing?" Ben said.
"Yes," Marla said after a moment's hesitation.
"Good!" Ben exclaimed. "Take off your clothes and let's seal the bargain."
"Now!"
"Right now, Marla," Ben said.
Marla lifted the bottle to her lips and took a deep swallow, praying silently to an unknown god to give her strength.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
"Now walk over here," Ben commanded.
Marla Welton took a deep breath to summon her courage. It had taken every ounce of will she had to take her clothes off while he watched her every move.
She picked up the bottle of bourbon and quickly drained it, then slowly moved toward where he sat on the edge of the bed.
Ben admired her figure. At twenty-eight she was still slender and her tits were firm and pointed. She had a full bush between her legs and her tail was firm and rounded. He could never explain to her that he wasn't out of his mind hot for her. Next to the prime young girls, Marla was only choice.
What he wanted was to pay her back for every indignity she had heaped on him for two years. He'd read about how lesbians hated to have a man touch them and he intended to touch every inch of her body.
"Your tits aren't bad," Ben remarked, reaching up to cup her left breast in his hand when she reached the side of the bed.
"Please, Ben," she pleaded. "Do it. Take me and get it over with!"
"What's the hurry, Marla?" Ben laughed. "And your snatch is pretty nice."
Marla had to dig her nails into her palm when he crudely reached up between her legs and put his hand on her pussy. Could she endure this?
"OW!" she protested when he suddenly shoved his finger up her vagina.
"What's the matter, Marla? Don't you like something hard up your cunt?"
"You... you know I don't!" she said.
"Well, then I guess we shouldn't play around with your twat," Ben laughed.
He stood up and took her in his strong arms and crushed his mouth against hers. Ben felt her shudder and he laughed to himself. He'd make her do more than shudder before he was through with her!
"Now, if you're in a hurry, I guess you can undress me, Marla," Ben said with a broad smile.
"Ben..."
"Undress me, Marla!" Ben snapped.
Marla saw the mean determination in his eyes and decided that the only way she could get this over with was to do what he told her. She reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt. When she had it open, she walked behind him and pulled it off of his massive shoulders.
"Now my pants."
Marla sucked in her breath and unbuckled his belt. Her fingers fumbled for a long moment with his zipper, but she finally managed to pull it down. Steeling her nerves, she hooked her fingers beneath the waist band of his undershorts and began pulling them and his pants down.
Ben smiled as he kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants and shorts. His cock was still limp, and that was the way he wanted it.
"Now just as soon as you get it hard," he laughed, "we'll get to fucking and get this over with. Get down on your knees."
"No, Ben, please..."
Ben ignored her plea and pushed her down on her knees in front of him.
"Now take it in your mouth and suck it good and hard, Marla!" he commanded in a firm voice.
"Ben, please, I can't!"
"Put it in your mouth, Marla, or our deal it off!" Ben snapped. "Open your mouth!"
Ben held his cock in his hand and slapped her lips with the fleshy head, Marla wasn't at all sure that she could go through with this. The thought of taking his dirty prick in her mouth was enough to make her vomit!
But she had to! He'd call off their deal and everything she had worked so hard for would be lost forever!
Marla forced her lips and teeth apart. She reached out and gingerly took his cock in her hand and guided the filthy head to her lips.
"I hate you for this!" she said in a hoarse voice.
"I don't want you to love me," Ben laughed. "I just want you to do what I tell you. Now suck my cock!"
Marla took a deep breath and slowly drew his salty meat into her mouth. She had to fight to keep from gagging, but she managed to draw the entire length of his awful sex into her throat.
"That's better!" Ben said as he watched his cock slowly glide into her mouth. "Just remember that every time you treat me like shit in the future, Marla, I'm going to make you suck my cock. Now get it hard!"
Ben felt his balls respond quickly as she began moving her tongue around his rod. Humiliating her like this was the sweetest pleasure Ben could remember. And watching her work his cock into her mouth was beginning to turn him on.
Marla panicked when she felt his cock suddenly begin growing inside her mouth. It was crushing her tongue and puffing her cheeks out! Could she make him come like this? Pray god that it will be quick!
Swallowing her pride and hating him intensely for humiliating her like this, Marla tried her best to suck his dirty cock. She willed her lips to move up and down the entire length of his gnarled shaft and swirled her tongue as best she could around the thick circumference of his organ. She blacked out her mind to what she was doing. It was so grotesque, so foreign to everything she liked.
Ben's pulse beat faster and faster as he watched the attractive lesbian gobble his joint. The sight of his aching shaft gliding in and out of her mouth thrilled him. He had her completely in his power and he loved it!
Seeing her kneeling before him like a slave and taking his prick between her lips gave him a sense of retribution for all of the mean things she had said to him and the way she had treated him over the years. By god, she'll pay for that tonight!
Ben was tempted to let go and fill her mean mouth with his cream. Make her swallow his sperm and like it! That was what she deserved!
But humiliating her like this was too sweet to end so quickly. She had so much to make up to him! When his balls began to hum with the familiar warning signal that they were close to exploding, Ben suddenly withdrew his cock from her warm mouth.
"Can't... can't I... can't I suck you off?" she asked quickly, wanting to end this horrible thing as quickly as she possibly could.
"Some other time, Marla," Ben chuckled. "Right now I want to fuck you. Get up."
He reached down and offered her his hand and pulled her to her feet. Marla uttered a deep sigh and started to get on the bed.
"Not on the bed," Ben chuckled. "I want to fuck you from behind."
"Ben, please..."
"Just do what I tell you," Ben said. "Stand here at the end of the bed and bend over."
"Please..."
"Spread your legs a little and bend over!" Ben commanded.
Marla knew that he intended to humiliate her as much as he could. She felt the footboard of the bed press against her tummy as he bent her over.
"Keep your legs straight. Don't bend your knees."
Marla resigned herself to being his vassal, but she prayed he would hurry and have it done!
Ben stood behind her and admired her body. Her well-shaped legs were placed slightly apart and came to a V at her hairy cunt. Her ass was the highest part of her body now and the near-perfect spheres of her buttocks seemed to glisten in the soft light of the room.
He could see everything she had. The cheeks of her ass were parted and halfway down her crack was her puckered asshole. A little further down was the beginning of her slit. He could see the entrance to her vagina, and a little beyond her knob of a clitoris.
Yes, this should take care of all the shit she's dealt me, he said to himself as he took his hard, surging prick in his hand and stroked it until the swollen head was covered with a thick coat of lubricant.
Marla's body was tense as she waited. She could not see what he was doing behind her, and she didn't want to! All she wanted was for him to take her and get the vile act over with! She waited and waited, biting her tongue to keep from screaming at him to get with it!
A tremor swept through her body when she felt his first contact with her flesh. Something hard and moist had grazed the cheeks of her tail and she knew that he was ready to fuck her. Marla braced herself.
"OW! THAT'S MY ASSHOLE. YOU FOOL! AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaauu-uurrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The pain was more intense than anything Marla had ever experienced in her life. It felt like he had rammed a razor sharp sword up her rectum! The pain screamed in her brain and tears gushed from her eyes. She tried to get away from the fantastic torment, but she was held a firm prisoner between the footboard of the bed and his strong, lunging, thrusting body!
Ben's cruel laugh was covered by her screams of anguish. He had placed the head of his prick against her puckered asshole and thrust the entire length of his thick cock up her bowels with one hard lunge.
Her rectum was so tight the foreskin of his cock was stretched to its limit, but Ben didn't mind the pain. Having his hard cock inside her hot bowels was so damned exciting he had to grit his teeth to keep from coming on the first couple of hard strokes he laid on her.
Marla was certain she was going to die! The pain was so intense she could hardly breathe! Each movement in her bowels seemed to send searing flames throughout her entire body.
"This is for being such a bitch!" Ben grunted as he pumped his aching prick hard into her rectum.
"OW! I... CAN'T STAND... IT!"
"And this is for the way you talk to me!" Ben said with another vicious lunge.
"OUCH!"
"And this if for swishing your ass around so much!"
Suddenly Marla Welton was aware of a change taking place in her body. It still hurt her, more than anything had ever hurt her before, but she was suddenly becoming very aroused! She could feel it in her cunt and in her nipples. Her body was tingling and she was becoming hot!
Marla hated her body for betraying her like this, for becoming aroused when this filthy man was doing this awful thing to her, but she couldn't help herself. Each stroke of his cock inside her ass sent new sensations raging through her system.
Was it because he was punishing her? Did she want to be punished? Would this expiate her guilt when she played with young girls? Why, or why was she getting hot like this!
Ben noted the change. She'd stopped screaming and she was humping her tail as he rammed his cock to the very depths of her bowels. She was learning to like it. She was turning on!
"Like it up your ass?" he laughed. "I sure do! I like to watch your asshole wrap around my prick like that!"
"You... filthy... beast!" she cried.
Ben held her waist in his hands and pumped his cock in and out of her asshole until she was breathing heavy. Then he sunk it to the depths of her rectum and stopped.
"OH!" she gasped.
"What?" he chuckled.
"Don't... don't stop..."
"Like it up your ass?" Ben taunted.
"I... yes! Don't stop!"
"Tell me!" Ben commanded.
"You bastard!" she spit. "I like it up my ass."
"And what do you want me to do?" Ben chided.
"Fuck me, you bastard!" she cried. "Fuck my ass!"
Ben wanted to humble her more, but his balls were roaring their demand for release in his ears. Holding her waist firmly in his hands, he drew back and began fucking her asshole with long, vicious thrusts.
"OH! AAAaaaaahhh! OOOOooohh!!!" she gasped.
"Get ready for a nice hot enema!" Ben grunted, digging his prick deeper and deeper into her bowels. "Here it comes!"
"AAAAAAAAaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeee!!!!" Marla screamed when she felt his hot juices begin splashing into her bowels. The moment her bowels were treated to this wet penetration, her body exploded with shockwaves of one of the most intense orgasms she could remember. She felt his come oozing out of her asshole to run down her legs and that in itself seemed to trigger another tiny climax in her body.
There was a sound of rushing air escaping as Ben withdrew his cock from Marla's asshole.
"Liked it, didn't you?" Ben said with a smile.
"I'll be sore for a month!" Marla whimpered as straightening up sent a pain from her anus through her body.
"But you liked it," Ben persisted with his triumphant smile.
"Yes, I liked it, you bastard!" she sighed.
"That should make our partnership more fun," Ben said with a light laugh. "Like I said, we're cut from the same bolt, you and me."
"It's an awful thought," Marla said softly, "but maybe you're right!"
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Ben smiled when he saw that Marla Welton did not sit down very much during the following week. She even ate her meals standing up, pretending to be too busy to take time to sit down. He also noticed that she walked with a much shorter stride as she bustled about working out the details of their planned take-over of the home.
"It's all so very complicated," she told him one afternoon when she came down to his room to fill him in on what she had been doing.
She had knocked softly on his door and asked if he was alone. When he told her to come in, she had entered and stood close to the door. It was obvious to Ben that she wanted to avoid another hosing in her tail.
"What's the matter," Ben taunted, "your asshole sore?"
"The first several days were an agony, a pure hell!" she admitted, maintaining her position by the door. "I'm better now."
"Good. So what's complicated?"
"The legal aspects of taking over the home," she explained. "I've been working with attorneys and I think they've come up with an arrangement the state and county will accept."
"I leave all of that to you," Ben said with a broad smile. "You don't have to explain it. I doubt that I'd understand it anyway."
"Thank you," Marla said. "I'm glad you trust me.
"I trust you, Marla, because if you take one false step I'll ream that asshole of yours out for you."
"How... I mean, if I enjoyed it, how will you know that I really don't want just that?" she asked with a smile.
"I'm not worried," Ben laughed. "I can do it nicely, or I can be rough. I don't think you want it rough."
"N... no!" she said with a shiver caressing her spine.
"When will you have all of this wrapped up?"
Ben asked.
"If the county agrees to go along, we can do it tomorrow," Marla replied. "We'll need you to come to the bank and sign papers in the morning. The stocks, incidentally, are worth almost two and a half million dollars."
"Great!" Ben said looking at his watch. "Maybe you'd better be going now, Marla. The girls are coming down in a few minutes."
"Oh, I see. Okay."
Both confused and embarrassed, Marla turned and walked out of his room. Ben smiled.
The next morning Ben's hand began to cramp as he signed document after document. While he was signing, the banker and the lawyer gave him an abbreviated explanation of the complicated transactions.
"I still don't see why the state pays us one dollar a year," Ben chuckled.
"In that fashion, Mr. Morse," the balding, heavy-set attorney explained, "the home will be functioning under contract to the state. As new charges become wards of the state, they will be sent to the home. And the orphanage will be operated to meet state and county standards."
"We won't have to close the home once all of the girls reach eighteen, Mr. Morse," Marla said.
Ben saw the twinkle in her eyes and fought back a smile. She'd set it up so that they would have a constant source of new young girls! Clever.
* * *
An hour later the state officials signed the contracts drawn up by the attorneys and the matter was finalized.
"Whew!" Marla said when they were in the minibus and on their way back to the home. "There were times there when I thought that we'd never get it through."
"But you did," Ben laughed. "You did a good job, Marla."
"Thanks," she sighed.
"In fact," Ben said with a smile, "I think you deserve a reward."
"You can say that again! What kind of reward," she asked suspiciously.
"Why don't you have a party with the girls? Alice and Cindy, I mean."
"Oh!"
"You and me don't have to do nothing, if that's worrying you," Ben assured her. "I just thought that the four of us could ball it up a bit. Cindy's a real eager learner.
"I... well, I haven't been with Cindy," Marla said, rubbing her thighs together as a familiar itch grew between her legs.
"And Alice likes it," Ben added. "In fact, Alice has been teaching Cindy how to lick cunt."
"Why the little devil!" Marla laughed.
"You know, you and me could help each other with the girls," Ben remarked. "If you're willing, that is. Why, I'll bet if Cindy got her tongue between your legs she'd drive you nuts."
"God, you're getting me horny talking about it!" Marla said, squirming in her seat.
"Shall we do it?"
"Okay," Marla laughed.
* * *
Their special celebration was delayed for an hour because the staff was waiting anxiously for their return and Marla felt that she owed the staff an explanation. The people who worked at the home met informally in the staff dining area and Marla patiently explained all that had taken place. The fact that the orphanage would continue in operation was greeted with joy and applause by those who worked there.
Ben listened with a smile as Marla began laying down the rules of her new administration. She was a good executive and he was glad he was her partner.
One of the older girls came rushing in and interrupted the meeting to announce that twelve-year-old Jane Wilson had been missing since early morning. The meeting broke up immediately and they all searched for the young girl.
"Not a sign of her," Marla told Ben a half an hour later when they met in the hall.
"IF she's run away," Ben said, "they'll pick her up."
"I... I guess so," Marla said, deep concern etched on her forehead, "but I'm worried, Ben."
"Was she... Was she one of..."
"Yes," Marla admitted with a slight blush crossing her cheeks.
"Well, I wouldn't worry too much," Ben reassured her. "A young girl like that can't get far by herself."
"I guess not."
"Let's have our celebration. I'm in the mood," Ben chuckled.
"Do you think we should?" Marla said hesitantly. "Oh, sure! Lord knows, I could use some fun about now."
Marla went after Alice and Ben sought out Cindy and they all met in Marla's room. Ben patiently explained the situation to the eleven-year-old girl on the way up to Marla's room and had to assure her three times that it would be all right.
There was a tenseness on the part of the young girls as they first sat around talking in Marla's room. Marla and Ben explained that the home had been saved and that everything would be as it was before.
To ease the tension and get things started, Marla stood up and began taking her clothes off.
"Why don't we have a party?" she said gaily.
"Hey, that sounds like fun!" Ben said as he stood and slipped out of his pants.
The two young girls hesitated for a long moment, then finally began to undress.
"Oh, Cindy!" Marla exclaimed as the eleven-year-old girl stripped naked. "You have a beautiful body!"
"Gee!" Cindy said.
Marla smiled as she walked over and reached out to caress the young girl's breasts.
Alice looked at Ben and broke into a smile when he winked at her as they stood and watched Marla fondle Cindy's nubile body with eager hands. Marla bent down and began kissing the child's ripe breasts.
"Gee, Miss Welton!" Cindy gasped as the older woman sucked her nipple into her mouth and began caressing it with her tongue.
"Call me Marla," Marla said, dropping her hand to Cindy's sparsely covered crotch.
"Oooohh! That feels good, Miss... Marla," Cindy moaned when Marla slipped her practiced finger into her slit.
Alice suppressed a giggle as they watched and she reached over and wrapped her fingers around Ben's throbbing hard-on to fondle and stroke him.
"I hear you're good at licking pussy, Cindy," Marla said as she rubbed Cindy's pussy. "Do you like to do that?"
"Sure!" Cindy said.
"Would you like to lick mine, Cindy?" Marla asked almost breathlessly.
"Gee, sure!" Cindy responded.
"I'd like that," Marla said excitedly as she pulled Cindy over to her bed.
Marla stretched out across the bed on her back and spread her thighs wide apart. She pulled Cindy down between her legs arid watched the child dip her mouth into the hairy cunt before her.
Cindy felt a little strange. This was different than it had been with Alice. After all, this was Miss Welton! But she wanted it, so why not? Cindy darted her tongue into the hairy mass at the triangle between Miss Welton's legs and sought the older woman's slit.
"AAAaaahhh!!" Marla sighed. "Oh, Cindy, that feels so good! Lick it, darling, lick it!"
"We're not going to let them have all of the fun, are we?" Ben asked Alice.
"No!" Alice laughed in response, squeezing his long, hard prick in her hand. "Can I suck your cock?"
"May I, Alice," Marla Welton corrected automatically. "Can means that your able. May seeks permission."
"Oh, she's able!" Ben laughed.
All four of them laughed.
"OOOOOOOOoooohhhh!!!" Marla gasped. "I love that, Cindy!"
Ben smiled and stretched out beside Marla on the bed. Alice crawled up between his legs and took his cock in both hands and began licking it like a delicious candy stick.
Ben watched his cock slowly disappear inside the fifteen-year-old girl's mouth and felt his balls respond with passion. He glanced over to watch eleven-year-old Cindy licking Miss Welton's cunt and felt his pulse quicken even more.
"Oh, Cindy, that is so good!" Marla moaned as the child nibbled on her clitoris with her young teeth. "Alice, why don't you turn around and let me lick you while you suck his cock?"
Alice obeyed immediately. She loved the way Marla's tongue caressed her sex. Alice squatted above Marla's face and lowered her pussy to the older woman's mouth. Then she leaned over and once again grasped Ben's cock in her hands and drew it into her warm mouth.
There was a chorus of moans and squeals of joy on the bed as they busied themselves with each other's genitals. Marla was telling herself that her deal with Ben Morse was the best thing that ever happened to her. She licked furiously at fifteen-year-old Alice's slit while eleven-year-old Cindy drove her wild!
Ben was once again in sexual paradise! God, how he loved the way that Alice gobbled his joint! And watching Marla eat Alice while the child sucked his cock doubled his excitement.
Their sexual Utopia was suddenly and forever shattered.
A loud noise at the door was followed by the sound of splitting wood as the door crashed in. A loud voice shattered the silence in the room.
"Police!"
Flash bulbs went off with their blinding bursts of light and a number of voices seemed to be talking at once. Strong hands grabbed Cindy and pulled her from between Marla's legs. Another pair of hands ripped Alice from her squatting position on Marla's face.
"Take the children to another room," a voice commanded.
"What's the meaning of... " Marla began. The rest of the sentence died in her throat when she saw twelve-year-old Jane Wilson standing between two policemen. The child had a defiant look on her face and Marla knew in an instant what had happened.
"You two are under arrest," a man in plainclothes said. "Now get decent and we're heading downtown."
"Can I have some more photos, Detective?" the newspaper man asked.
"Take all you want," he replied. "We're going to bury these perverts!"
