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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 6
by Chili Peeler   chilepeelr@aol.com

   Jim was feeling slightly buzzed when he stepped from the cab later. 
He paid the cabbie, a smelly something-or-other, that had been playing
some kind of music that sounded like a cat being stepped on for twenty
minutes... the same song for twenty minutes.  God only, knew if he'd
taken the shortest route.
   The cab pulled away and Jim looked around.  The street number Julie
had given him was displayed over a pizzeria, so he went in.  No sign of
Julie.  He was a few minutes early, so he ordered a Pepsi and sat in the
window booth.
   Ten minutes later, Julie came walking down the sidewalk, turning the
heads of many men in her wake.  She saw him and waved him to come
out.
   "There's my favorite stud," Julie said and gave him a nice kiss. "Come
on, we're just going around the corner."  She took his hand and they
walked around the corner and down the next street.
   Halfway down the block, Julie steered him into what looked like a bar. 
A small sign above the door read "The Whipping Post". It was fairly dark
on the inside after the door swung closed but Jim had time to take in the
bar on one side of the room and a rather small area of tables and booths
on the other.
   A big guy sat at one of the tables, reading a paper.
   "Thanks, Butch. You can lock her up now," Julie said as they went
past him and down a narrow hallway.  Jim wondered what the hell was
going on; apparently the place wasn't yet opened for business, yet Julie
seemed to have the run of the place. Behind him he heard the front door
being locked.
   At the end of the hall, Julie opened a door and they entered what
looked like another party room. There were several couches, a small bar
in one corner. Julie locked the door behind them.
   "A lot of doors being locked around here." Jim said.
   "The place isn't opened yet but I don't want anyone disturbing us,"
Julie said as she went past him toward the bar, playing her hand across
the front of his jeans suggestively.
   "Mmmm. Tell me that you've been pulling my leg and you've decided
you want me to fuck you for real this time." Jim said, ready to take some
more of Julie if she wanted it.
   Julie moved behind the bar and poured herself a small glass of a
brownish liquid.
   "I might take you on again," Julie said, "but first you're going to
have to satisfy my client.  She's right behind that door."  Julie motioned
toward another door beside the bar.
   "Really?" Jim said with a little excitement in his voice.  All the way
in the cab, he'd been thinking about young actresses.  TV actresses, 
movie actresses.....Julie said he'd know her.  Was it that girl from Married
with Children?  Or maybe Winona Ryder?  Shit, it could be anyone!
   "Mmmhmm. Now, let me explain what you're going to be doing.  My
client, for obvious reasons, does not want her face to be seen by you.
She's afraid all this might get into the tabloids and ruin her....but she
likes it so much she keeps coming back for more."
   Jim flopped down on one of the couches as Julie went on.
   "So, she's gone to great lengths to disguise her body. You'll see when
we get in there."
   "We?"
   "Yeeaaaahhh," Julie said as she came around the bar, "I'm going to be
in there watching you."
   Jim grinned at that. God, this might be good.
   "I can see you don't mind. Anyway, my client likes me to talk to her
when she's being fucked - just me, not you. You can't talk when you're in
there. If you do, I won't get paid and you can forget about anymore sex
with me."
   "Can I grunt and moan?" Jim said jokingly.
   "If you must,"  Julie smirked as she raised a foot and laid it on his
lap. Jim spread his legs a little wider and began to massage her calf as
she used her shoe on his groin.  The pressure and the talking about what
was in the next room began to have an immediate effect.
   "I got it, no talking," Jim promised. "What else?"
   "In there, you do what I say; I'll be suggesting things.  That's about
it.  I want my client to enjoy herself several times, if you get my drift. I
don't think you'll have a problem in that area, she's pretty easy to get off."
Julie's foot was making his jeans very uncomfortable by this time. He
was rearing to go.
   "I think I'm ready to punch the clock," he said as he squirmed under
her rubbing foot.
   "Good, she's probably wondering where we are. Come on, stand up."
Jim stood up and Julie calmly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his
tented zipper. She hooked her thumbs in the side of his underwear and
pulled down his underpants and jeans down to mid-thigh.  His cock got
hung up in his underwear, painfully for a second, then it sprang up and
out at Julie.
   "Hmmm, there's that big beauty," Julie said as her palm pressed it up
against his belly.  "My client's going to be very pleased."
   Jim made a grab for her tits but Julie backed away.
   "Save it for the client," she said as she walked toward the door by the
bar. "Knock before you come in. And remember..." Julie raised her index
finger in front of her lips, those great lips, and then she turned and
went through the door, closing it behind her.
   Jim began shucking the rest of his clothes like a madman.  Shirt,
jeans, underwear, socks, shoes - all went flying on the couch.  He
walked over to the bar and downed the rest of the drink that Julie had
left.  The liquor burned but it made him feel good.
   Ready as he ever would be, he walked to the door, knocked twice and
went into the next room.


Chapter 11 
 
   Here's the scene that met his eyes. For a second he didn't know what
he was looking at, it was so weird and beyond anything he could have
even imagined.
   The room was about the same size as the one he'd left his clothes in
but it looked enormous because the walls were mirrored from about one
foot off the floor to about one foot from the ceiling. The far wall of the
room looked like it had a couch pit of some sort and another bar. The
two walls perpendicular to where he stood had very low beds with
wooden frames and slender mattresses; to Jim they looked like docks
you'd tie a boat up to on a lake. The edges of the room were dim as the
only lighting came from a recessed light in the center of the room.
There, under the recessed ceiling light, was a narrow bed, about the
size of a single. It's frame was made of a dull metal and the head and
foot boards were the same; a series of vertical pipes that joined the top
board pipe about two feet above the mattress.
   On the bed, sitting with her legs together and tucked to the side, was
Julie's client and Jim was going to have no way to tell who it was. He
just stood there for several seconds in amazement.
   The mystery girl was wearing a full length, bright red, shiny suit that
began with heels which seemed built right into the suit, then continued
upward over her legs, hips, her torso which sported an outrageously
large outline of a pair of breasts, and finally to a cowl that covered the
girl's head.
   The only flesh and blood parts of the girl that were exposed were a
semi-circular portion of her lower tummy, her mouth which stuck through
a hole in her hood, the bottom of her nose through a similar slit, and a
large ponytail of jet black hair that stuck out of the back of the hood.
   It all left Jim speechless but Julie, who had been standing on the far
side of the bed watching his reaction, must have thought he was going
to speak.  Her finger went up to her lips again, then she began walking
around the bed toward where Jim stood.
   "Your stud is here, Kitten," she said to the red figurette. As if that
were her cue, Kitten swayed her upper body and shifted herself onto her
knees without the aid of her hands. In fact, Jim noticed that her hands
had not come from behind her back since he'd been observing her. 
What he did see was that the suit was crotchless and the girl must have
kept her privates trimmed because he saw no muff down there.
   "I've really outdone myself this time," Julie continued as she motioned
Jim to approach the bed. "Tall, dark and handsome - that's what this
stud is made of.  He's going to show you a hot time, my little Kitten."
   Jim met Julie about a yard from the bed and she leaned slightly down
to whisper into his ear.
   "Just follow what I say. She likes things in a certain order."
   Julie began to turn back to Kitten but Jim stopped her and whispered
into her ear, "This is too fucking weird. Are her hands tied?"
   Julie leaned back and gave him a look, then turned her head to Kitten.
"My stud must really like what he sees. His dick is getting soooo hard,"
Julie cooed as her hand began stroking him. Actually, up to that point,
Jim's dick had been flagging from the near erect state that Julie had
gotten him to in the other room. The surprise had unfocused him from
his mission but Julie drew him back on course. 
   Here he was in what had to be a sex room with all the mirrors, the
beautiful Julie talking dirty, and a helpless sex-hungry mystery girl
waiting for him on the bed. His cock bloomed into a fat erection as he
thought how lucky he was. 
   "Kitten, show your stud that pretty pussy," Julie commanded and the
girl slumped down on her left side and she raised her right leg, bending
it at the knee.
   Jim sucked in his breath at the bare pussy nestled between the
mystery girl's sleek thighs. The recessed light above shone down on it,
edging every detail in his mind.  If he lived to be a hundred, he'd always
remember it.  The soft outer labial cushions that surrounded her neat,
pink pussylips, the way they ran up to meet the fleshy hood that held the
girl's clit, the twinkling wetness of her slit.
   'God, she's already juiced up!' Jim thought.  
   "Oooh, Kitten!  I can barely hold this stud back.....I can tell he
wants to fall on that pussy......his cock is twitching like a snake!"
Julie almost purred; her voice had gotten huskier and breathier. She gave
the incredulous Jim a quick peck on the cheek and moved away from him,
walking around the bed like a shark circling its prey. "But first, I think
I'll have him taste that little slit of yours...you'd like that, huh?"
   Kitten shook her head in the affirmative but did not speak.  Jim could
see her tongue wetting her lips in her eagerness.
   Jim wasn't that well schooled in going down on chicks; he'd done it a
few times but not under the best circumstances, like in the back of cars,
etc. But he knew the general idea, what areas to hit.  He looked at Julie
and saw her give him a wink.
   "Do it, stud!  Sample my Kitten's pussy!"  Julie said hotly.  She was
really running the show; Jim was sure that Kitten was finding it probably
more exciting, not being able to see what was happening.


   'God, I wonder if he's half as hot as Julie says,' Elizabeth wondered
as she rolled on her back and spread her legs in anticipation. Julie had
said he was younger than most of her clients and he'd had the necessary
paperwork to prove he'd tested clean but hadn't really described him
beyond that. 
   That was why Elizabeth enjoyed this kind of work - she could use her
mind and fantasize about the man that was going to take her.
   'Tall, dark and handsome, mmmmmm, yeah.'  In her mind, she
visualized the hunky Antonio Banderas getting ready to lick her sex.
She felt the weight of the man move onto the lower portion of the bed
and felt his hands running exploring her latex-clad legs.
   "My stud likes the feel of your legs," Julie said from above and behind
her.  "I think he's going to lick them as well."
   Then, Elizabeth felt pressure on her left thigh and knew it was the
man's face even though she could not feel his tongue. The pressure
moved over to her other thigh, then slowly traced its way back to the
inside of her knee. 
   'Come on, come on!' Elizabeth thought as she waited for the guy to get
down to business.  Her pussy was aching for a good tonguing and Julie
probably knew it......Julie was teasing her through the Stud.
   She hunched her pussy in the air to show her need and moved her
hands into a more comfortable position, palms down against the
mattress. Her wrists were held by a strap and buckle which could be
attached to the back of the suit just above her ass. Actually lying on her
back was the most uncomfortable position she could be in in the suit;
there was a series of straps and buckles that ran up the back, each of
which could be tighten to varying degrees so the suit would be as
formfitting as possible. 
   The pressure was moving back up her thigh, coming higher, higher.
   'Yeah, come and get it!' Elizabeth silently shouted.
   The man's hot tongue slid into the naked crock of her thigh and hips,
tantalizingly slow it ran backward and forth in that tender area. At the
same time she felt a hand slide up her other thigh and his hand move
onto her tummy where it began a swirling motion. His elbows were
pressing her legs wider, to the limit of what the suit would allow, about
halfway to a true split.
   Loving the feeling of the Stud's oral work, Elizabeth let her right
heel drop onto the back of the Stud and twisted her hips in an attempt
to get his mouth onto her excited pussy.
   "You've got her now, Stud......look at the bitch beg for it......she
wants that tongue up her pussy," Julie continued her hot talk, her voice
much closer this time. Elizabeth could picture her crouched down behind her
head, holding the bed railing, watching Stud move his tongue in her
crotch. That only heightened Elizabeth's arousal; she loved having Julie
watch her with another.
   Without any further preamble, Stud swung his lips across her lap and
his tongue swept onto her crinkled pussy lips. Elizabeth bit her lip and
arched her back as the client's tongue delved into her slick slot. 
   "Mmmmmm..mmmmmm," Elizabeth whimpered as the man with no
face pressed his tongue hard into her pink inner cunt skin, right over the
opening to her sexhole. She humped her crotch up into his mouth and
his tongue slid up in inside of her lips toward her clit.
   "Ooooh, that's it, stud!  Eat that pussy....she loves it....fuck her
with your tongue!" Julie's voice cut through Elizabeth's delight.  The man
was running his tongue up and down the inside of her neat cuntal flaps and
his nose was pressing into her clit folds. 
   She wanted to scream and tell him to lick higher but she knew Julie's
client might freak if she spoke.  Still, she couldn't help small whimpers
from escaping her lips.
   Stud shifted his arms to the outside of her thighs and she felt his
hands sliding under her ass, raising her juicy cleft into his munching
mouth. Elizabeth wrapped her legs around his head, crossing her heeled
feet in the middle of his strong back.  Her fingers dug into the sheets of
the mattress as his tongue forced its way through the opening of her
cunt and probed inward.
   "YYYYmmmmmm," she trilled as his tongue jabbed in and out of her
sex, squirming in her oily tunnel as his hot breath snorted against her
clit. Her thighs squeezed his head tightly as he feasted on her cunt.

   Julie watched as Jim ate his sister's pussy and it was the hottest
thing she'd ever seen and she'd seen a lot.
   Everything was going as planned thus far.  Jim had not recognized his
sister in the suit with a shaved cunny and his sister's sex squeals could
be coming from any woman.  And as far as Lizzie knew, she was just
servicing another client with some interesting fetishes.
   Julie stood from where she had been squatting at the end of the bed
and began slowly walking around the two unknowing siblings.
   "Suck her cunt good, stud.......eat that sweet pussy.....make the slut
come all over your lips!" Julie commanded, loving the power she was
wielding over her lover and her brother.  
   Her eyes drank in the sight of incestuous love - Elizabeth's hooded
head thrashing around on the mattress, her lips open and her tongue
flicking over her white teeth, her ass bucking up into her brother's face,
Jim's hands sliding up her sides to squeeze the foam-filled breast inserts
in the suit as, with eyes closed, he burrowed his tongue up Elizabeth's
tasty sexhole, the way her heels were drumming a red spot into his back,
Jim's cockhead rubbing into the sheets of the bed as he shifted his
knees further apart.
   Julie wanted to rip off her own clothes and join the two randy family
members on the bed. That had been her plan...not today but later in the
week. She'd planned to try to convince Elizabeth to seduce Jim with her,
using today's session as a way to grease the skids. Give her a 'you've
all ready fucked him and loved it, why not again?' argument.
   On the previous night, in the afterglow of her sex with Jim, the idea
had sounded fairly plausible but........the more she'd thought about it,
the more uncertain the outcome had seemed to become.  The odds that
she could get both to do it again willingly were slim and any of the other
possible outcomes could only have bad ramifications.  A loss of trust
between Liz and herself, a strain on the relationship of Jim and his
sister after she'd invited him to New York to try to get back into his life,
etc.
So, she'd decided to just watch the incestuous sex show before her and
keep it a secret.  The memories would stay with her as she was sure
they would with Jim. What a trip he was having!
   "He's eating your little pussy like a madman......that's it, stud!....make
her come....make the little slut come!"  Julie said as she knelt again by
the side of the bed to watch the action close up. She was looking
forward to having Elizabeth to herself after she dismissed Jim. It would
be such a waste not to have some fun with her roommate when she
already had the suit on!


   'Fuck, she's putting out the juice!' Jim thought as his mouth sucked on
Kitten's genitalia. He'd never had a chick get so hot, so fast.  He liked
to think it was his pussy eating skill but it was probably the whole scene
with Julie and the suit that was getting her so hot.
   He moved his tongue higher and felt it ride over the notch of skin at
the top of her slit and Kitten crushed his head with her thighs.
   "NNNNNNnnnnNNNNNGGGGgggg," the mystery girl groaned and he
kept up his attack on that notch, bringing his hands back under her ass
and then up between her thighs. He pushed her legs apart as he raised
his mouth for a moment to study the peak of flesh that he was sucking
on.  A reddish-pink button stuck out of a teepee of flesh.
   "Suck on her clit," he heard Julie's voice almost whisper in his ear.
He turned his face and Julie was right there watching, her eyes afire with
her own arousal. As he watched, her hand slid down across Kitten's bare
stomach and her fingers pulled the teepee of flesh apart, exposing
Kitten's sensitive clit even more.
   Jim dropped his mouth on the sex stalk and began to work it with his
tongue. Kitten thrust her crotch up at him, obviously enjoying the team
effort. He worked on her joy button for several minutes, mashing his lips
on her sex, and Julie's aiding fingers, as Kitten's gasps and squeals
rose in intensity.
   

   "Nnnnnnnnnnggg....Mmmmmmmmm........MMMMMMMMMMM!"
Elizabeth fought to keep herself from screaming. She had to keep her
lips pressed tightly together and that only accentuated the whole
experience; it was like wearing an invisible gag.
   She was close to a good orgasm, she could feel it building and
building and building.  She wanted it to happen and wasn't going to fight
it.
   'Suckitsuckitsuckitohyeahyeahyeah!' she chanted to herself as she
twisted her crotch under Stud's hot mouth and her roommate's fingers.
Oh, she knew those were Julie's fingers. Her roommate and her kinky
client were helping themselves to her pussy.....they could eat her cunt
all night and day and she couldn't stop them. She focused on how little
control she had over events that were occurring and were going to occur
and the thought got her off.
   "NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGG....YYYYYYYYMMMMMMMNNNNGG!" she
squealed as her loins dissolved in a deliciously intense climax. Her hips
jerked and shuddered under the Stud's sucking mouth as she threw her
latex-wrapped head back in delight.
   "She's coming!...........She's coming big!" Julie's voice was barely
understandable to Elizabeth as her body was blown through her orgasm. 
"Suck it up, stud.....fuck, I can see her juices on your lips.....keep
eating her, she's still coming!"
   Her orgasm crested all too quickly and her unseen consumer ate her
down through another two minutes of trembling and twitching until she
lay spent with his tongue lapping up the remnants of her love oils from
her bald sex.




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