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 Sex With The Neighbors By Dorothy Taylor

   LL0538-M



   NEIGHBORHOOD SWAP

   "Oooooooh!" Jassy moaned in ecstasy, totally consumed now by the fires
of unimaginable passion.  Amanda lowered her pussy directly onto Jassy's
mouth, and she had no choice but to lick and taste it.  Finding the
torridly erected bud of the other woman's clit, she brushed her tongue
lightly over it and was both shocked and fascinated by it.  Amanda began to
drive her tongue downward into Jassy's own helpless pussy.  The two women
licked, slurped and drank each other's cunt juices.

   Scott walked in unexpectedly--and all of this time he thought Jassy was
a virgin!  Was she saving her cherry for a woman or did she lie--he way
going to find out...

   "Aaaaaammmm...  Jassy gasped as he pressed his finger obscenely at her
asshole.

   "Stick your ass up," he ordered.  He wormed his finger into the tight
little opening--he prodded and then forced it in even further.  Then,
suddenly, he pulled his finger out and aimed his huge cock straight at the
hole--he would save her pussy for another day!

   LATE NIGHT LIBRARY

   Formerly published as:

   Any Man's Mistress



   CHAPTER ONE

   Amanda Woods stirred restlessly on the bed, her voluptuous body twisting
sensuously on the mattress as the blankets slipped slowly off her naked
body.  Finally, realizing that she would get no sleep in her present
restless state, she turned on her back and opened her eyes.  She should
have known better than try to sleep when she was so keyed up.  Her thoughts
kept returning to the conversation she had had with her boy friend's
father, Randall Thorpe.

   Randall Thorpe was a big man in Pennsylvania.  He owned a few mines, and
various other businesses and was considered one of the most powerful men in
the state.  A man like him, especially if he had any political aspirations,
couldn't afford scandals.  But, he knew he would have one soon if he didn't
do something about his son Scott, the most notorious wastrel in the state.
Scott was what Thorpe's private conversation with her had been about.  Long
ago, the two of them had come to an understanding regarding his son, one
that was beneficial to both of them and unknown to Scott.

   Amanda had started going out with Scott because he was rich and
entertaining.  Soon, however, she had realized just what a bastard he
really was, and was just on the verge of leaving him.  That was when his
father had stepped in and offered her a deal.  He would pay her a salary if
she would stay with his son, keeping him interested, entertained, and out
of trouble.  She had jumped at the deal, for though she didn't really like
Scott, for the kind of money she was being offered, she would have put up
with anything.  Scott had a wild imagination and a strange sense of
fun--one she found generally unamusing--but she stayed and stayed all for
the sake of some good easy money.  She had never considered leaving Scott
either, or at least she hadn't until this afternoon, that is, when she had
heard his father's latest plan to turn his no-good son into a responsible
citizen.

   The batty old man was planning to send Scott up to some godforsaken
mining town called Beaulea where he would learn all about coal mines and
the way less fortunate people lived.  If that wasn't bad enough, the old
man wanted Amanda to go with him and be there, in some two-bit shanty town
for the whole fucking time!  The guy had balls!  But she had to admit one
thing, she was looking forward to Scott's reaction, that would be a show to
sell tickets for!  Shit, maybe it wouldn't be so bad, after all he had
promised to up her salary while she was there.

   Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.  Probably
Scott himself to tell me the good news, she thought wearily, and throwing
on her near transparent negligee she walked through the apartment, turning
on a few lights as she went, before she opened the door.

   Scott was standing at the front, door, and next to him stood another
young man, about; the same age as Scott.  He was tall, with dark hair and
dark eyes.  He looked at Amanda as if he were appraising a whore in a whore
house.

   "Howdy, Amanda honey, hear the good news from daddy dear?" he looked at
her and smiled sarcastically.

   "Yes, are you going to do it?" she asked as casually as she could, while
casting a questioning glance at the dark-haired man standing at his side.

   "Oh, I have to, or should I say," he smiled wickedly, "we have to. 
After all, we do want to inherit his money, don't we?"

   "Naturally," she returned.

   "Can we come in?" Scott spoke with just a hint of sardonic humor.

   "What?  Oh, yes.  Of course.  I just..."

   "This is Amanda, my girl.  She and I have a little understanding."

   "Understanding?" Amanda hadn't quite caught onto what Scott was up to.
She was still rather groggy.  "You've been talking about me, to him?"

   "Yeah, of course I have.  I guess because you're something pretty
special."

   Amanda was flattered by the cryptic compliment, but was somewhat taken
aback by the fact that Scott had brought this friend along.  He was up to
no good though, she could realize that much.

   It was after they had all walked into the apartment that Chuck said,
still eyeing her up and down.  "Scott, you rich asses get all the luck with
the chicks." A lustful smile grew on his face.

   The perplexed redhead found herself looking from one to the other of
them, tense and curious.  Obviously, Scott had told this fellow something
about her.  But had he told Chuck the more intimate details of their
relationship?  The nerve!  She would be furious if Chuck knew all about her
sex life with Scott.  Moreover, she didn't know what Scott had in mind.

   There was an awkward silence as the two young men studied Amanda's
sensuous figure, her soft, billowing tits fully visible under the sheer
negligee, the soft tufts of her pussyhairs.

   It was Scott who spoke first.  "Chuck here is one of my old college
buddies."

   "Oh."

   Scott, hooked his thumb in his belt and seemed very serious.  "Well, you
see, Chuck just arrived in town and he doesn't know anyone here, so I
thought I'd bring him along to share the fun.  You know, we can all have a
little fun together."

   Amanda was too stunned to reply.  Perhaps she hadn't heard him right,
perhaps.  "What?  Scott, what are you suggesting?" She had done a lot of
things with Scott that were new and exciting, and insanely pleasurable. 
But she had never thought he would suggest anything like this.  Party? 
What he meant was an orgy with her as the object.  And after this, would he
bring still more friends over at his whim?  A gang-bang?  He was gradually
preparing her for a gang-bang!  She had heard about them, of course,
fantasized, even, but never dreamed....

   "I...  I..." Her face was white and her hands were shaking.  "N... 
No... no!  I won't...  I..." Her voice was so small and so frightened that
Scott could hardly hear her protests.

   Chuck turned to Scott.  "All talk and no show, huh?  You were talking
real big back at the bar."

   "Now wait a minute.  I told you she would want to fuck us both, and she
will.  It doesn't take much to get her hot.  Listen," Then he turned to
Amanda, leveled a finger at her as if in accusation, and said.  "It's all
or nothing, Amanda.  Either both of us, or neither of us ever!"

   Amanda looked at Scott as if she were in a dazed trance.  Goddamn little
bastard, he had her and he knew it.  She sometimes wondered if he didn't
know that his father paid her to stay with him to keep him out of trouble.
He kept taunting her with things, throwing her faults up at her, making a
fool of her, as though he were daring her to leave.  And she would have
long ago if she hadn't liked the money so well, but tonight!  He had never
gone this far before, asking her to act like a bawdy house-whore with a
perfect, stranger!  Letting both of them fuck her however they pleased? 
Both of them fucking her at the same time?

   It was a horrible thought.  And yet, at the same time a very thrilling
one.  Amanda had never been much of a prude, and she couldn't not admit
that she was excited at the obscene idea.

   "I know how to make it a little easier," said Scott.  "How about a
little drink?"

   "A drink?" replied Amanda.

   "C'mon, that always loosens you up." He reached down into a brown paper
bag and removed a large bottle of Southern Comfort.

   Amanda shook her head and stepped back.  She turned her head from one
side to the other as if looking for an escape.  Scott became annoyed.

   "C'mon, you know you love the stuff.  What's the big deal?"

   "I don't want..."

   "Just like I said," Chuck interrupted.  "All talk and no pussy.  Man,
what a braggart.  Let's get the hell out of here.  We can find our pussy
somewhere else."

   Amanda was stung by his remark He was treating her just like a tramp, a
whore, but more than that, he was acting so condescending!  If there was
one thing she would not tolerate, it was being condescended to.  She had a
voice, she had a brain, and a personality!  As angry as she was, she still
managed to say.  "Oh, I'll have a drink, in fact, I'd like to have one
Scott, darling, but just a small one."

   Scott smiled, grinning first at her and then at Chuck.  He took a deep
swig out of the bottle and then passed it over to Chuck who did the same
and then in turn handed it to Amanda.  She took the deepest drink of all,
her tits swelling out as she drank.  Both the young men eyed her with great
appreciation and anticipation.  The liquor tasted sweet as she felt it
going all the way to her stomach.  She took a few more before handing the
near empty bottle back to Scott.

   She looked at the two young men and saw their lazy grins and glazed
eyes, lids drooping almost to a half-close.

   Amanda could tell that the two men were in the same preoccupied stupor
that she herself felt.  Their glazed eyes were fixed on some point in
mid-air, their minds fixed on some distant memory.  They looked almost
comical.  In fact, they looked downright funny.  A giggle surged up into
her throat, but she tried to suppress it.  She sat trying desperately not
to laugh.  But she couldn't stop herself.

   Her shrill laugh brought Scott and Chuck back from their preoccupied
thoughts and they eyed her suspiciously.

   "What's so funny?"

   "Nothing!  Everything!  You!  Me!  Everyone."

   As quickly as her laughter came, so it went suddenly.  The room grew
quiet, and stuffy and she just wanted to get Scott's little idea of fun
over with.

   "Take off your nightgown." It was Scott who had spoken, quietly, but
with a distinct tone of command.

   Amanda opened the front of her negligee, revealing her exquisitely
ballooning titties.  Taking one sensuous stride backwards, she let it drop
off one shoulder, then off the other.  As it slid down her graceful,
voluptuous body, over one shapely leg and then the other, she looked at
them and smiled.  It was almost as if she were an entirely different
person, standing brazenly and enticingly naked in front of two men and she
was enjoying it.

   Her eyes were glazed, her mouth was dry, and she longed for something
cool and sweet to wet her parched throat.  Chuck and Scott were staring at
her, open-mouthed and slightly dazed, as she walked very slowly, one long
sensuous step after another, towards them.  Slowly, her smoothly curved ass
cheeks came into new.  She turned to face them and saw the lustful, hungry
look in their eyes as they watched her, transfixed.

   Her softly rounded tits danced and jiggled with every licentious step
she took, and she shrugged her shoulders to increase this effect.  Grinning
lewdly, she stood swaying in a drunken haze with her hands brazenly, almost
daringly, holding her huge titties up in the air as though she wanted them
to become as large as they could be.

   The rapid breathing of the two young men was heavy in the quiet room
until Scott said reverently, "God damn!  What a set of tits!"

   Both men were wide-eyed and their mouths began to water in eagerness as
they silently studied every curve, every line and feature of her nakedly
enticing body.  The apartment seemed to grow hotter--they could see a large
drop of wetness clinging to the crevice between her huge, lewdly held tits.
Her body began to glisten already with sweat, which only made her obscene
pose all the more lewd and irresistible!

   She flirted with them in a provocatively tempting way, her whitely
trembling titties bouncing back and forth as she moved a little to expose
the pinkly glistening lips of her pussy to the two panting men with a frank
lewd desire, and her hotly throbbing clit was exposed, naked and inviting.

   God, was she horny!  Hornier than she could ever remember being!

   "You really know how to pick women, Scott," Chuck hissed with awe. 
"Just look at that pussy!"

   Amanda smiled, a lust-ridden, depraved smile.  Slowly her fingers moved
from her tits to move across her softly rounded belly, down to her downy
cunthairs where they played languorously for a minute before caressing her
clit, sending a fabulous electric shock through her entire naked body.

   Scott and Chuck jumped off the chairs and were out of their clothes
before Amanda knew what had happened

   "Oh?  Let me at that pussy!  Give me a little piece of that," Chuck
growled, frantically trying to get out of his clothes.

   Scott always used vulgar words when he was fucking her, but these words
coming from a stranger thrilled her even more.  She couldn't stop trembling
with anticipation at the thought of being fucked by both of them.  Her
lushly naked body fairly screamed out to be tortured with humiliation, with
agony and with pleasure.  She would do whatever they wanted, act as lewdly
and obscenely as they could make her, and she thrilled with her own power
and with their power over her.  She looked at their muscular, naked bodies
with an animalistic craving, look at those two huge cocks!  So nice and
big! Stiff and long cocks--and they were all hers!  And she was going to be
fucked by both of them, right now!  She was nearly crazy with an insane
excitement as she watched the two men slowly approach her.

   "I get the first fuck with this doll!" Chuck said flatly.

   "No, wait a minute.  She's my woman and I pay her bills, so I call the
shots.  We'll both fuck her at the same time."

   "Hey, great!  Sounds like a blast!"

   Turning to Amanda, Scott ordered, "Get down on your knees, Amanda."

   But Amanda was still in a daze and didn't react quickly enough for them.
Grabbing her by the arms and wrists, they pushed her down to her knees. 
Kneeling in front of Scott, she gazed longingly at the hugely pulsing cock
that hung down in front of her, it was so delicious looking.  She saw it
jerk lustfully as though it could escape her ravenous stare and was ready.

   Still with the same dazed, drugged, dreamy expression on her face, she
opened her mouth slowly, invitingly.  But Scott didn't move.  So she
stretched her hands up and took the thickly throbbing hardness in her
fingers, working them back and forth slowly, sensuously as her cruel boy
friend thrust his naked, glistening hips back and forth in rhythm.

   "Close your eyes," Scott hissed.

   She obeyed, opening her wetly ovaled lips in eager anticipation.  He
guided his huge, lust-swollen cock-head into her mouth, then reached down
with one hand and began massaging one of her sensuously quaking tits.

   "Suck my cock baby!" he moaned and Amanda obeyed, closing her velvety
soft mouth tightly around the jerking head.  Then she started sucking, very
gently at first, but soon with gluttonous passion and obscene abandon.

   Eyes closed in luscious rapture, Amanda felt hands pulling her fingers
away from Scott's prick and placing them on another, Her mouth still locked
tightly around Scott's cock, she continued her voracious sucking while her
fingers now closed tightly over Chuck's hotly swelling pole, stroking it
into a hot pulsing hardness.  It jerked with desire in her hands as the
liquor-crazed young red-head took as much of Scott's cock as she could in
her mouth, bobbing with her lips at it.

   Suddenly, Chuck crudely pulled her head to one side, tearing her away
from Scott's heatedly throbbing shaft with a wetly lewd sound.

   She opened her mouth wide and then closed it again, this time around
Chuck's prick.  She opened her eyes briefly, looking up at the salacious
grinning young man as he fucked her in the mouth, hips swinging back and
forth.  Amanda felt Scott grab both her hands and wrap her fingers around
his own shaft, wet with her saliva.  Immediately she began madly,
passionately, caressing it, up and down, up and down.  Then she felt two
hands, one on each hotly quivering tit, massaging crazily.  She could tell
that they were the hands of two different men, and the thought of this
drove her to feverish heights of excitement.  Instinctively, they both
began to squeeze her pink, inviting nipples until they tingled
uncontrollably.

   The scene became wilder and wilder as they crouched over Amanda's
nakedly voluptuous body.  They were mesmerized by her milky, naked flesh as
she sucked with wanton abandon first at one pulsating cock and then the
other.  Soon there were four hands roaming over her body, cupping her
whitely trembling ass cheeks, massaging her soft fuzzy pussy, squeezing her
nipples into rampant life.

   Her entire body was dripping wet now, little droplets of perspiration
slipping down her neck and face.  Thy were all breathing heavily, panting
with lust, as she continued to suck with wetly ovaled lips, trying
desperately to please herself and the two men.  Her hands were constantly
grasped around their hotly throbbing pricks and she stroked and pulled and
stroked as hard as she could.

   Amanda was tossed around, pushed and pulled this way and that, while her
wetly excited cunt and asshole were probed and caressed by mauling, massive
hands.  She felt her passion rising to the boiling point, as she sucked and
stroked with all her might, hoping that one or the other--or both--of them
would cum in her mouth.  She wanted them both desperately, unashamedly,
wanted them to cover her naked body with cum.  She knew there was plenty of
time, that they would both probably cum at least twice.  She was theirs,
completely and obscenely theirs, and she would do anything they asked.

   She felt a bolt of excitement course through her body when Scott picked
her up, his hands under her armpits, and carried her into her bedroom and
placed her on the bed.  She lay still for a moment in breathless
anticipation, spreading her legs wide apart to expose her cock-hungry cunt.


   The two men looked down at her, burning with mad abandoned passion,
their massive pricks glistening with her warm saliva.  Then they looked at
each other as if they were animals poised for the kill.

   "I've got first fuck," Scott groaned.

   Without waiting for Chuck's reply, he fell heavily on top of her with a
force that nearly took her breath away.  For a moment she was stunned,
looking around first at one then at the other of them as though wondering
what they were going to do next.

   Scott began running his hands all over her body, down to her glistening
slit.  Then he placed his cock-head over it and drew it back and forth,
smiling in a depraved and lewd way.  Amanda smiled back at him, unable to
speak.  The tip of his huge shaft separated her softly working pussy lips
and smoothed down against the thin furrow of pinkly throbbing flesh, and
she bent her knees up in response, impatiently, revealing her soft little
pussy.

   Chuck watched as if in a trance, as Scott plunged his massive hot spear
into her eagerly quivering pussy.

   "You like that, huh?" Scott hissed.

   Amanda could only groan ecstatically in response.  Her hips began to
gyrate and undulate as soon as his thickly pulsing shaft had slid into her
ravenously devouring pussy hole.  He fucked her with slow, tantalizing,
sensuous strokes as she moaned and groaned, tossing her head from side to
side, her legs spread obscenely apart, inviting more and more long,
sensuous strokes.  Her tits quaked ecstatically as Scott's fingers worked
over their white softness.

   Amanda's head fell over the edge of the bed in her wild abandon, her
neck exposed and her mouth gaping open, moaning and crying each time Scott
fucked his enormous cock all the way home.  Through half-open eyes, she saw
Scott's friend came around to stand by her head, his naked torso gleaming
with sweat, his massively throbbing shaft in his hand.  She watched with
open eyes now as he slowly drew the foreskin back, revealing his thickly
pulsating head in all its glory.  Amanda opened her mouth wider, begging
silently with wetly parted lips.

   Crouching above her head, Chuck held his dick for her to see, then very
slowly, very sensuously, slid its hotness into her hungry, greedy mouth.

   Now the two men were fucking her simultaneously in the mouth and in the
cunt.  Within a couple of minutes, they fell into the same sensuous rhythm,
grinning salaciously as they thrust each time.  Scott fucked deep into her
wetly throbbing pussy while, at the same time, Chuck sank his hotly jerking
shaft deep into the hot, velvety warmth of her mouth, as far as it would
go.

   They both withdrew at the same time, pulling their cocks out until just
the heads were in her hungry cunt and her warm, willing mouth.  They would
pause for a moment before swooping down again, and this time they fucked
her with a slowly but steadily increasing rhythm that nearly drove her
wild.

   She knew what they were doing and was enjoying it, as her nakedly
voluptuous body undulated and writhed with each deep fuck; her huge tits
dancing up and down with an obscene motion.

   Scott's damp, hot fingers pinched her nipples to erectness, pinching
them harder and harder until it was almost painful, while Chuck held her
head down, screwing in and out of her willing mouth with wanton abandon. 
She could feel her cunt clasping Scott's hardness and could feel him
beginning to cum inside her.  He threw his head back, let out an obscene
moan, spewing his scalding hot juices deep up into the very depths of her
pussy.  He screwed his thickly jerking cock in and out at a frantic pace
while his cum-laden balls slapped up against her defenselessly exposed ass.
She felt the surge of his cum, felt his wildly quaking prick already
beginning to go limp.  But she didn't try to hang onto him, because Chuck
would be next and she wanted him very badly.

   Chuck slid his wetly glistening shaft from her warm, smooth mouth, and
without a word, he grabbed her by the waist, and turned her over on her
belly so that her rounded white ass cheeks were exposed.

   "Ass up, cunt!"

   Without questioning, Amanda scrambled to her knees while her tits
dangled quivering underneath her.  She arched her back lewdly, offering her
twin ass cheeks to the man who was kneeling on the bed behind her.

   "Spread wide," Chuck commanded, and she obediently spread her thighs so
that he could see the wet, cum-drenched hole of her cunt.  Grinning with
salacious pleasure, he grabbed her by the waist and put the head of his
huge cock on the warmly inviting hole and began to press forward.

   Meanwhile, Scott walked around to her head, standing in front of her so
she could have a good look at his newly swelling cock.  She gazed at him
with a lewdly hungry expression, parting her lips in invitation.  At the
same time, she felt Chuck's massive shaft spread her fuzzy pussy and begin
to bury his prick into her ravenous cunt.  She undulated backward,
obscenely rotating her ass cheeks as he slipped his dick eagerly into the
slippery confines of her pussy.

   Amanda's passion was rising and rising until she thought she would go
mad.  Bucking back and up as her boyfriend's friend, Chuck, began fucking
her, her loins ripped lewdly as she took all of his massive prick deep
within her greedily clasping cunt.  She could feel ripples of lust running
in waves through her nakedness and she wanted to cum.  She would burst if
she didn't cum soon!

   Scott was still standing there, watching her huge titties dancing and
swaying underneath her.  Roughly, he grabbed ahold of her coppery hair with
one hand, jerked her head up and slid his anxiously throbbing cock into her
open and willing mouth.  Immediately she began a greedy, hungry sucking,
hugging his hard maleness with her soft, moist lips.

   Again, the wantonly kneeling redhead was being fucked by two men at
once. God, she loved every lewd second of it!  She felt an obscene thrill
ripple through her entire body.

   Scott watched her suck, her cheeks hollowing, her lips ovaled and tight.
He watched her naked hips undulating wildly, straining to cum as his
massively pulsing cock grew harder and harder.

   Amanda could feel Chuck's heatedly throbbing cock fucking in and out of
her at a frantic tempo and she could feel her own impatient cum building,
smoldering, begging for release.  She wanted to throw her head from side to
side, but Scott held it firm as he pumped in and out with a steadily
growing tempo.

   Amanda's mind-erupting cum slammed into her almost without warning,
although it had been building relentlessly all through the dual fucking. 
She came as Chuck held her by the hips while Scott held her head in place
and they continued fucking her wildly writhing, nakedly flying body with
merciless abandon as they felt her body shudder in spasms of reckless
delight.

   Her sobbing moans turned to gurgles around Scott's lust-hardened cock
and her hot, juicy pussy twitched and tightened around Chuck's deeply
fucking shaft.  Sweat poured out of every pore.  She writhed and jerked
back and forth as the men intensified their efforts to prolong her cum. 
She was powerless as the two young men battered her back and forth,
ravaging her helpless naked body.

   Chuck came, his scalding white cum spilling into her greedily milking
cunt.  Then he pulled out his bucking, pulsating cock and shot his lust
fuel all over her hotly quivering ass cheeks.  Amanda felt a lewd pleasure
at this obscene action.

   Still, she sucked harder and harder on Scott's prick, until, with a low
moan, he began to cum in her mouth.  Amanda's cheeks ballooned with each
burst of white hot juice and she swallowed all of it, gasping for air.  But
Scott kept on ramming, driving his swollen shaft as far back into her mouth
as it would go with each new jet.  And Amanda kept on sucking, greedily,
madly licking his cock until she had gotten every drop of the boiling cum.

   The three of them collapsed, exhausted on the bed, panting, sweating in
the aftermath of their salacious orgy.

   "Amanda," Scott gasped in between pants.  "Are we going to have a
fucking time there up at the coal mine?"

   "You think so?"

   "Sure!  Now you know that I'm the greatest fucker in the world, and you
have the best cunt, well then, it just stands to reason that by the time we
leave that place, we'll have the whole damn town fucking like crazy and
doing it better than anyone else in the world."

   "And what makes you think those turkeys up there in Beaulea are going to
want lessons from us?" she asked him smiling in spite of herself at the
crazy images he was conjuring up in her mind of a town gone wild and
fucking in the streets and the mines.

   "Yeah," Chuck spoke up for the first time.  "What makes you think that
they're going to listen to you just because your father's the big-shit
around the place?"

   "Because he is the big-shit," he said smugly.  "And when the big-shit's
son says fuck, people do!" CHAPTER TWO

   Amanda was getting sea sick.  She had been maneuvering the little sports
car around turns and grades for what seemed like hours.  She had never seen
such a wilderness of trees and winding roads and mountains in her life and
she never wanted to again.  She had no idea how she was ever going to be
able to bear staying up in Beaulea for however long Scott was going to have
to stay there.  She looked over at Scott sitting next to her in the car,
and had to laugh to herself, he looked even more miserable than she felt.
Poor guy, he was going to miss the big city even more than she would.

   "Hey, watch how much you drink there?  We're almost there and you can't
show up smelling like a brewery!" she cried, taking her eyes off the road
as the young Thorpe took another drink from his pocket flask.

   "Man, I need all the fortification I can get to make it through the next
few months," he laughed half-heartedly.  "I mean, where did my crazy old
man get the idea that I had to start at the bottom in order to work at the
top?"

   "He did."

   "Shit, you sounded just like my dad.  Do that one more time, and I'll
leave you in Beaulea when I split."

   She laughed.  "All right, I promise, I'll promise anything!"

   "You know what I'd like right now?"

   "Umm, what?"

   "A nice interesting fuck!"

   "I'll have you know that you're in the company of one of the most
interesting fucks in the world.  At least that's what I've been told." The
ravishing woman patted a stray lock of her curly red hair in place.

   "Oh, come on now, baby, you know what I mean." A glint of lewd interest
flickered in the deep brown eyes of the rich, dark-haired man.  He sat up
to get a cigarette out for his companion.  Taking one himself, he lit both.
He handed it to Amanda, placing it between the voluptuous redhead's
scarlet-painted lips.

   He let his thumb rub sensually against her full lower lip, then dropped
his hand down to the deep cleft between her hugely billowing tits where
they showed tantalizingly white and soft at the top of her softly clinging
peach silk blouse.  For a moment his curious fingers played there, grazing
suggestively against the smoothness of her cream-like skin, and then
suddenly they darted down and across, smoothing against the supple swell of
Amanda's inviting tits, naked beneath the material of her thin blouse. 
Taking the soft bud of her rapidly hardening nipple between his thumb and
forefinger, he began to squeeze it obscenely.

   "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, oh Scottie," the redhead cooed.

   "Feel nice, Mandy?" Scott asked, as he continued to squeeze and roll the
sensitive button of her nipple between his fingers, feeling it growing
harder by the minute.

   "It certainly does," she replied, keeping a sharp eye on the road. 
After all she didn't want to accidentally careen off one of these hairpin
turns and end up in a smashed pile at the bottom of one of these wild
ravines.  But she did manage to guide her right hand unerringly towards
Scott Thorpe's hotly throbbing dick.  Her tapered fingers then began to
caress the cloth-covered, stiffening bulge at the front of his pants,
feeling the rigid hardness give a little jerk of desire beneath the thin
material and grow harder still.

   "Mmmmmmmmmnnnnn" she purred, "you certainly are ready for pussy."

   "Why don't you drive up the next dirt road," Scott suggested.  He loved
the way Amanda fingered his cock, and his loins throbbed with steadily
rising lust.  "Hell, why don't you just pull over to the side of the road
and suck me off."

   "Scottie," the sultry female said, her green eyes glittering with
mischief, "you are a real jerk sometimes, you know that?  I have my rights
too, you know, and I like to get my cunt licked too."

   "Okay, then, drive up the next dirt road," Scottie replied a little
sulkily.  He didn't like it at all when Amanda was so damn smart.

   It made him feel like a damn kid with his mother.  So unlike the adoring
and sex-starved social-climbers who were eager and ready to do anything
with the rich handsome son of Randall Thorpe.  Still, for all her annoying
independence, he had to admit that Amanda had interested him more than any
other woman.  Somehow she had managed to keep him interested and
entertained so that no matter how often he screwed other women, he always
came back to Amanda.  The fact that she had that kind of effect on him
amazed him.

   "Why don't we just wait, honey," Amanda suggested.  Yet despite her
desire to keep going, the redheaded beauty was squirming on the car seat in
mounting excitement.  Scott's fingers were still roving maddeningly over
her sensuously rounded tits, making her tingle excitedly all over.  She
could feel a light film of perspiration breaking out over her ravishingly
endowed body, especially up between her warmly quivering thighs.  "We're
almost to Beaulea.  Let's just go on into town, find that dump we'll be
staying in, and then maybe we can have a quickie."

   Amanda loved a good fuck, but she did have a job keeping him out of
trouble and to stop now might create some.  If the son of the owner of the
Beaulea Mine were caught, by the locals fucking his girl friend on the side
of the road, there would be hell to pay.  Shit, she could just imagine what
the papers would say.

   "Amanda, sometimes I think you're just a goddamn cock-tease."

   "Oh yeah?" The amused redhead shifted easily into a lower gear as she
prepared to turn the car up the last steep winding grade before the town.
"Listen, lover, I'm the best friend your little ol' cock ever had."

   Scott was silent, once more staring sulkily out the window.  He missed
her hand touching him down there, but decided to let Amanda have her own
way.  After all, it was never very long before the handsome heir found
female companionship, and he'd soon be rolling around in bed with some
nice, eager pussy, be it Amanda or some miner's daughter.

   "Listen, Scottie," the green-eyed woman said, attempting to soothe his
distress.  "If you're real good up at Beaulea, and don't get nasty with the
miners and get mixed up with their daughters, and if you just play your
little part like daddy wants you to, then maybe father will stop trying to
make you responsible and let you inherit his money without bothering you
anymore, how about it?"

   Scott said nothing, feigning disinterest.  But he had to admit that
Amanda was probably right.  She seemed to know his father even better than
he did himself and he respected her judgment when it came to her opinion of
just how his old man thought.  Every time he took Amanda's advice it always
turned out to be the best, thing to do and though he would never admit to
her or anyone else how much he listened to her, he listened nonetheless,

   He removed his hand from the warm interior of Amanda's silk blouse and
began to drum his fingers lightly on the window.  Yeah, Amanda was
something else alright, almost too good to be true, and she'd been keeping
him out of trouble ever since they'd met.  Fuck, she'd put up with more
shit from him and still stayed with him, than anyone he had ever known, his
father included.  Scott knew he was a no-good, conceited bastard, but he
didn't care, he was the spoiled rich son of a millionaire, and he could
afford to be an asshole, and he knew it and he knew he could get away with
it because it was expected of him.  The rich were the traditional asses of
society, so after all, wasn't he just living up to the image?  He laughed
quietly, because he knew he would have started the idea if it hadn't
already been created.  He used his father's power and money to get himself
everything he wanted, and he used it ruthlessly without, feeling for those
he trampled along the way.

   His father hated him, hated him for the way he took for granted all the
things it had taken him his life to build.  The money, the power, had all
come after years and years of hard, backbreaking labor and Scott took and
used it all as though it were owed him and not something to be grateful
for. Scott didn't feel sorry for the old man, he was his father's son, and
he had made his son what he was today.  If the end product didn't suit his
fancy, tough shit, he was still the only son he had, and he would never
abandon him.  He was stuck with him just as Scott was with his father. 
Some critics would even say they deserved each other and he had to agree.

   Absorbed deeply in his thoughts, Scott was only vaguely aware that the
scenery was rapidly changing outside the car.  No longer were the trees
thick along the side of the road, but they were thinning now.  And off in
the distance he could see the ugly scar of the mine cut into the mountain.
The building surrounding the mineshaft and the building built over the
shaft itself all stood out like great dusty blemishes against the
brown-like dirt of the surrounding area.  The cage-tower, full of its
cables and pulleys that operated the cage-like elevator that took the
miners down into the mines, stood out grotesquely from the rest.  Below the
mine, the miner's dwellings lay scattered about haphazardly around the mine
buildings.  Even from the road, all Amanda could see was the few pitiful
attempts they had made on some of the homes to make them look more like
normal houses, instead of the homes the company had built for its
employees, but the attempt had been futile.  The mine itself was too
hideous to let anything too close look beautiful.

   Amanda shuddered as they got closer to the village of Beaulea, and
realized that this was to be her home for the next couple of months.  Damn
good thing Mr.  Thorpe was paying her extra, or she would have turned back
and gone to the city.

   "Would you get a load of that place?" Scott said suddenly,
incredulously, at her side, "Holy shit, dad sure threw one at me this time.
The bastard, he really knows how to make me pay for my sins."

   "Scott, would you take a look at the map Rogers drew for us back in town
and find out which one of these shacks we'll be staying in?" Amanda pointed
to the dashboard, and a small piece of paper.

   Scott picked it up for a moment and studied it, then looked back up to
the village itself.

   "It's the blue house, the big one on the edge of town, just as you come
into the place."

   The sun had gone behind the mountain by the time they finally drove into
Beaulea and followed the pitted road to the blue boarding house where they
would be staying.  The house was run by a miner's daughter named Jassy
Newquay.

   Jassy came from a long line of miners Her great-great-grandfather had
worked the copper mines in Cornwall, England until the copper had run out
and after that, he had worked in the tin mines until in the mid 1800's when
he had immigrated to the United States with his family.  All of his sons
had been miners too, and their sons, and theirs Jassy's father had mined
the Beaulea mine for twenty years before it finally killed him in the
disastrous cave-in of '74.  Twelve miners had been killed in that disaster,
buried forever in the bowels of the earth crushed beneath tons and tons of
rock.  Jassy had been only one of the many who mourned that day.

   She had, had to get a job herself after her father had died and since
she had never lived in any other place but Beaulea, she had stayed.  The
miners had laughed at the idea that she get a job as a miner, but they gave
her a job, though it was not in the mine itself.  Jassy was a counter, it
was she who kept track of the amount of coal removed from the mine each
day, and she did her job well.  Aside from her work at the mine, she had
also opened her home to boarders.  She did own the largest and most
elegant, considering the rest of the houses in the village, and she treated
her boarders well, when she had them.  Her only real permanent resident was
the crew eight foreman, Dirk Mulligan.

   The Mulligan men had been miners from way back and they looked the part,
big, brawny and with eyes as black as the very coal they mined.  Dirk
Mulligan was a hard man, but he had one weakness, Jassy Newquay.  He found
her frustrating and unpredictable, but one of the most fascinating women he
had ever met.  He was sometimes sorry that he couldn't quite think of her
in any other terms than that of a sister, but he couldn't.  Maybe he had
known her too long and known her father as one of his best friends. 
Whatever the reason, he knew that she considered him as her family for she
had no other, and he was happy to leave it at that.

   Aside from Dirk, and a few short contract miners or visitors, the
boarding house remained nearly empty.  But it paid for itself, because it
was the only house in town where a newcomer could stay, and now it would be
getting two new guests, Amanda Woods and Scott Thorpe.

   But Amanda and Scott didn't know all of this when they drove up in front
of the house and sat in silence as they surveyed the somewhat, run down
home where they would be living for the next few months.

   "Not bad," Scott finally said.  "No offense, or anything, but I sure
hope they have some good-looking pussies around here to keep me happy."

   "Thanks for the insult," Amanda laughed but then turned serious.  "Just
remember what we talked about, about staying out of trouble."

   "Yeah, yeah.  I won't forget it and I know you won't let me, will you?"

   "No, I probably won't," she said truthfully.

   "I didn't think so," he looked at her with mock anger and turned to get
out of the car and began to survey the grounds.

   Amanda remained in the ear momentarily to check out her appearance in
the rear-view mirror.  Not bad, she thought, arranging a few curls of her
coppery tresses, not bad at all.  Although she was rapidly approaching
thirty, the ravishing beauty knew she was a beautiful woman and made most
men know it.  She readied herself now to turn on the charm with the miners
of Beaulea.  Easing out of the car, she saw Scott standing in front of the
house, looking crisp as ever in his tailored shirt and slacks.  He had his
hands on his hips, and was scrutinizing the large house before him, and for
a moment Amanda felt her heart skip a beat in spite of her occasional
dislike of Scott's egocentric personality.  There's no question about it,
he's a good-looking man.  Too damn good-looking.

   "Doesn't look like anybody's home," Scott said.

   "There's got to be.  It's a boarding house and Jassy Newquay's expecting
us.  Come on."

   As they headed up the wide, wooden front stairs of the house, however,
the front door was opened by a tall, handsome man in his late twenties,
with thick, sandy-colored hair and penetrating coal-black eyes.  His
muscular body was clad in a red-plaid logging shirt and jeans, but the
red-haired woman was quick to notice that the man who came forward with the
appealing smile to greet them, though hardly an intellectual type, was
exceptionally attractive and exuded a calm maturity that was a refreshing
change from the dark surliness of Scott Thorpe.

   "Hi," the man said, greeting them warmly.  "I'm Dirk Mulligan.  Jassy
couldn't come out yet, so she asked me to greet you for her."

   A few moments later, they sat in the spacious living room, drinking
coffee.

   "What a beautiful house this is.  Do you live here too, Mr.  Mulligan?
May I call you Dirk?" the vivacious redhead asked sweetly.  "Do call me
Amanda, it's so much friendlier, don't you think?  You have no idea how
pleased we are to be staying here.  Scott so wanted to learn more about
mining and the Beaulea mine in particular.  Are you a miner?"

   "Yes...  yes, as a matter of fact.  I am," he replied somewhat
awkwardly. He didn't know why it was that every time his eyes made contact
with the flame-haired beauty, he felt himself blushing like a schoolboy. 
"Been working in the mines since I finished high school."

   "You must like your work.  But your wife must hate it.  It's a dangerous
job, isn't it?" she replied.

   "Yes, it is dangerous, but I don't have to worry about worrying a
family. I'm not married."

   "What a shame," Amanda smiled, delighted to discover that this handsome
miner was single, for the experienced woman found herself growing more and
more drawn to the handsome man.

   Scott, meanwhile, was lounging in a big easy chair, trying to keep from
showing his intense boredom.  As far as he was concerned, Dirk Mulligan was
a bore, and he would have preferred to be exploring a few discos and
picking up a few hot dates back home in the city.

   "Awfully big house for this place, I mean town, isn't it?" he inquired
finally.

   "Oh, it wasn't built by the company," Dirk replied, turning his
attention away from the green-eyed female.  "It was built by Jassy
Newquay's grandfather, he did it himself."

   "Jassy?" Scott asked, forgetting what Amanda had told him in the car. 
"She lives here too, does she?"

   "Yes, all her life.  In fact I don't know what's keeping her now," the
handsome miner replied with a smile.  "She usually isn't this late in
greeting her new guests."

   "Well, it'd be nice to meet her," Scott replied, trying to restrain his
intense curiosity about what this Jassy Newquay would look like.

   Dirk turned irresistibly back to Amanda, who sat next to him on the
large over-stuffed sofa, a vision of sophisticated perfection.  Her skin
was amazingly clear, almost translucent, and the color of peaches and
cream. Dirk found himself unconsciously staring down at the exposed upper
part of her softly ballooning tits, and was somewhat startled to realize
that she wasn't wearing a stitch of lingerie under the thin silk blouse.

   Aware of the handsome man's attention, Amanda languidly crossed her
legs, giving him a glimpse of the sleek taper of her limbs.  Inwardly she
wondered if he would be shocked to discover that she wore no panties
beneath her skirt, yet she held back from revealing that much leg to him.

   "I suppose we can wait until tomorrow morning before you meet the
manager," Dirk, said, struggling to keep the conversation going.  "He
intended to be here to meet you when you came, but something came up and he
won't be able to.  He told me to make his apologies.  He doesn't like not
being able to welcome you himself."

   Amanda was about to answer when there came the sudden sound of someone
coughing.  Turning, she saw Jassy Newquay standing in the doorway to the
living room as if making a preplanned entrance.

   "Oh, hello, there!" she said in mock surprise.  "I didn't realize you
all had arrived."

   Dirk gulped and almost spilled his coffee down the front of his shirt as
he caught sight of the young girl.  She was dressed in one of the skimpiest
pair of shorts he had ever seen her wear.  He wasn't even aware she owned
shorts as revealing as that.  Her T-shirt was no better.  It looked as
though it were at least two sizes too small and it outlined her sensuous
tits as though it were not even there, and her pale shimmering hair was
studiously brushed and shining, hanging just so to her shoulders.

   "This is Jassy Newquay," Dirk stammered.  He could feel the blood
rushing to his ears, and vowed that when he got Jassy alone he was going to
turn her over his knee, even if she were his real sister.  These two were
important people and she knew better than to embarrass herself and the
village by showing up in a tiny get-up like that.

   Jassy entered the room slowly, her eyes glued to Scott Thorpe's.  The
disturbed miner saw, as she got closer, that she was wearing mascara and
eyeliner.  She never usually wore make-up.  A far cry from her usual look
in blue jeans and overalls.

   "Oh, hello," she said again as Scott Thorpe stood up eagerly to shake
her hand.  His dark eyes glistened with lewd interest and roved almost
shamelessly over the scantily dressed girl's appetizing body.  "I just came
from the garden in the back," she indicated with a toss of her head.

   Dirk had never felt so powerless with this headstrong girl.  Obviously
she was now willing to go to any lengths to annoy him, and it enraged him
inwardly to see the way Thorpe's spoiled son was ogling her.  God, he was
almost undressing her with his eyes.  Not that Jassy hadn't invited him to
do so!  Although he struggled not to show it, Dirk could feel his blood
pressure mounting dangerously.  Yet somehow he managed to get through the
introductions without exploding.

   "Do you work in the mine?" Thorpe asked the blonde.

   "Oh, yes," Jassy replied eagerly.

   Dirk thought resentfully of the fact that Jassy was showing so much
interest in the big-shot city slicker when she never even so much as smiled
at the local boys.

   Meanwhile, Scott Thorpe was struggling not to reveal too much of his
obscene reaction to the arrival of the enticing young blonde.  There was a
steadily mounting pulse of lewd heat burning now in his loins and he
couldn't keep his eyes from roving lovingly along the firm contours of the
twenty-year olds voluptuous body.  Christ, he thought to himself, what a
pair of tits she's got!  His prick began to lurch hungrily in his trousers
and he quickly sat down, not wanting to betray his feelings to anyone else.
He could see Amanda smiling knowingly at him, but he didn't care about her.
He didn't care about anything but the appetizing vision of the scantily
dressed blonde girl.  If ever I saw virgin pussy, he mused lewdly, eyeing
the tight little 'vee' that nestled between Jassy's firm white thighs, this
is it!

   Amanda could easily see that Dirk was the protective sort and was
reacting with barely concealed anger, and to ease the situation, she
decided it was time to act.  She placed her hand on the handsome miner's
arm and squeezed it, a little bit.  Feeling the pressure, Dirk turned to
the attractive redhead and was once more caught in her voluptuous spell. 
There was something about her that seemed to absolutely hypnotize him.

   "You have a lovely house here, Jassy," she cooed softly.  "You must be
very proud."

   "Well...  uh, yes, yes I am."

   "It must be difficult to take care of it all alone."

   "Yes, I must admit that sometimes it is.  Oh, dear," she covered her
pretty mouth with her delicate fingers.  "I have completely forgotten my
manners.  Would any of you like some more coffee?"

   "Sure," Dirk replied, now considerably calmed thanks to Amanda's artful
charm.  "I'd love some."

   Turning, the young blonde ambled slowly out of the room, and at that
moment, every eye seemed to focus on the prominent, sensually swaying ass
cheeks of the unpredictable woman-child.  Once more, Dirk felt a throbbing
anger rising in his brain, and it was a relief to him when his Jassy
finally departed.

   It was going to be one hell of a two months if Jassy was going to act
like a cock-starved whore.

   * * * * *

   Jassy didn't go to the kitchen immediately.  First she ducked into her
room for a few minutes to calm the excitement that had run through her ever
since she had seen Scott Thorpe sitting there in her very own living room.
She knew she was too old to be feeling such euphoria over meeting the boss'
son, so to speak, but she felt like a little girl with her first crush.

   "Oh, God," she said aloud, unable to contain herself, "the way he looked
at me!"

   She threw herself down on the bed and shivered deliciously, nudging the
tips of her hugely billowing tits into the mattress until she could feel a
warm tingling excitement catching fire in her pussy.

   Shit, she had never met a man like him before.  Cool, handsome,
sophisticated and rich.  My god, what more could a woman ask for in a man?

   Scott Thorpe was like someone out of one of the romantic novels she was
always reading.  The kind of man she would never meet in a mining town like
Beaulea.  The kind of man who would fall in love with her and take her away
from all the dirt and dust of the mines to go live happily ever after on
his yacht or in his mansion.  There was no mistaking that gleam of desire
that she'd spotted in his darkly flashing eyes when she made her entrance
in the skimpiest clothes she could find.  He was definitely interested in
her, she could tell that much!

   The wildly happy blonde took a deep breath and closed her eyes tight,
reliving every moment of the tension-charred meeting that had taken place
only moments before.  Then she tried to relax herself, for she did have to
go back to the living room and bring them their coffee but she had to do
something first and she had just enough time!  Slowly, she turned over on
her back and parted her long, whitely tapering legs just slightly.  Then,
with the slender fingers that had recently touched Scott Thorpe's hand, she
touched the soft down-covered skin of her belly, then moved them slowly
toward the top of her microscopic shorts.  Jassy's full pink lips quivered
in excitement, and she let her tongue make a lazy wet trail across them. 
Her golden-blonde hair lay in a disheveled froth about her head, as her
thoughts centered on the handsome man she had just met.

   "Oh, Scott..." she moaned lovingly.  "Scott..." It was not the first
time she had called a man's name in a romantic fantasy, but this time, the
daydreaming girl was able to make herself really feel that the man she was
calling was with her, actually able to make herself really feel that Scott
was with her, actually in the bedroom.  In fact, in her mind it was his
hand touching her, not her own delicate fingers.  His hand was unzipping
the top of her shorts and insinuating itself downward to touch the soft
little mound of her virginal pussy, grazing the pale silken hair that
covered it.

   "Oh, Scott...  you shouldn't touch my cunt...  we shouldn't," she mewled
dreamily, lost completely in her dream-life.  Her thighs, already slightly
parted, parted a little further.  Her heart beat wildly in her chest, and
she could feel the blood racing hotly through her veins.  Her body quivered
as a heated sensation of desire filled her belly, a desire made all the
more acute because it had never actually been fulfilled.  Oh, how much she
wanted a man like Scott, needed him.

   Her finger moved slowly down into the tendrils of golden blonde hairs
until she reached the tight little cleft of her innocent cunt.  There her
sensitive pussylips pulsed with a slowly rising wetness as she began to
imagine what it would be like the first time she was alone with Scott
Thorpe.  Her back arched slightly off the bed as her fingers searched
downwards into the folds of her softly hidden cunt flesh.  With a rapturous
sigh of lust, she found the hotly throbbing tip of her clit, and a sharp
hot thrill rushed up her spine as the tender wet surface was exposed to the
hungry fingering of her cunt.  Then, the romantically dreaming blonde began
a steady back and forth motion with her outstretched middle finger, rubbing
the satiny tissues of her virgin pussy and making them respond with
sizzling ripples of pleasure that coursed upward to every part of her
slender young body.

   "Oh, Scott, darling...  darling," she chanted as lurid sensations of
erotic hotness churned shamelessly in her cunt.  "Oh, how much I want you
to fuck me!"

   Soon the mounting flashes of desire became almost overwhelming, as she
continued to greedily rub her lust-swollen clit, all the while imagining
that it was Scott Thorpe who was teasing her blondely furred pussy with his
own strong masculine fingers.  Irresistible torrents of forbidden pleasure
shot through her thrashing limbs, and a wonderfully pleasurable radiance
seemed to surround her like a magic cloud.  Deep in her heart she knew that
what she only imagined, would soon be real, she would make it real, and
soon she would be in Scott Thorpe's arms, moaning to him just as she moaned
to herself in the seclusion of her bedroom.  At that moment, an aching,
billowing sensations overwhelmed her and she knew she had reached the apex
of self-induced cum.

   "Uuuuuuunnnnnnngghhhhhh," she groaned rapturously was the waves of her
cum swept over her wildly writhing body, "Uuuuuuummggggggghhhhh!  Scott...
Scott...  Scotttttttttt!"

   The young girl lay still for a few minutes gathering her breath and then
she rose stiffly from the bed, zipping up her pants at the same time.

   She wished it had been Scott Thorpe's cock fucking her instead of her
own fingers, but she was going to make sure that someday soon his prick did
screw her pussy.  She wanted him to like her, maybe even love her, and take
her away from this place!

   It wasn't that she didn't love Beaulea, she really did, it was just that
she felt as though it were swallowing her up, as though life were passing
her by.  She wanted to get out of the mountains if even just for a little
while.  She had never had the chance before now, but she might have found
it with Scott Thorpe, he might be the ticket she needed to make her
getaway. She knew that he liked her, he certainly looked at her as if he
did, and she was going to use that for all she could.  His girl friend
might pose a problem though, but somehow, she didn't think so.  Amanda
Woods was beautiful and charming, but somehow Jassy didn't think that she
loved Scott or he loved her.  They had a strange relationship, she could
tell that even in the short time she had known them, not at all like two
lovers, but more, like some kind of partnership.  If Scott made a play for
her, Jassy wasn't going to stop him.  For some reason she didn't think that
Amanda would care, and not only that, but if Scott really loved her in the
first place he wouldn't make a pass at another woman, would he?  Yep, if
the chance came along, she was going to grab it no matter what!

   Her only real problem in that respect was going to be Dirk Mulligan.  He
had appointed himself her guardian the day her father had died, and she had
accepted his help and friendship because she had needed it, but she had her
own life to live now and she didn't need his help anymore.  If she could
make him understand that then she would have no more problems.  She would
go away with Scott when he left and that was that.

   The pretty young blonde pulled her T-shirt down over her voluptuous tits
and reached for the door knob.  The first thing she had to do to make Scott
like her was to get him the coffee she promised him, then, she would work
on getting him to screw her.  She could hardly wait!

   CHAPTER THREE

   The next morning was Sunday and Scott and Amanda were formally met by
the Beaulea Mine manager and the other members of the town for a giant
pancake breakfast after church.  Then, with a select group of men, the two
newcomers were given a tour of the main shaft and different levels of the
mine.

   Amanda and Scott listened attentively as the various workings of the
mine were explained to them and the structure and names of the parts of the
mine were explained.  As far as Amanda was concerned, she smiled and
appeared to be listening, but actually the words went in one ear and out
the other,

   Stope, adit, gallery, hell she didn't care what the shit they were
called, to her they all added up to the same thing, a tunnel, a cave, a
mine, a hole in the ground with tons and tons of dirt and rock between it
and the sky.  All she knew was that she wanted to get the hell out of it as
soon as she could.  She could tell that Scott felt that way too, but he was
behaving himself real well so far, but she knew he wanted the 'grand' tour
to end soon, especially because he might then get a chance to be alone with
pretty little Jassy Newquay.  She'd seen the way the blonde had been giving
Scott the eye and she knew it too.  Apparently the girl didn't care whether
Scott had brought his girl friend along or not and that was just to
Amanda's liking.  That left her to make up some sort of lie about the
relationship between her and Scott to Dirk that would go over well enough
with him so that he would feel no moral restraint when she let him fuck
her. And he was going to as soon as she could get him alone.

   The ravishing redhead remembered sitting next to Dirk at breakfast this
morning.  Through all the welcoming speeches, through the cold pancakes,
the undercooked bacon, Amanda had let her leg rub persistently against
Dirk's knee.  Not crudely, of course, but in such a way that she knew the
handsome miner would wonder if it was happening on purpose.  At the same
time, nothing in her sophisticated manner or conversation revealed for a
moment that she was making subtle contact under the table.

   I think Dirk Mulligan's been with these country girls for much too long,
she mused to herself as the claustrophobic mine tour continued.  Such a
waste.  Such a strong, good-looking man, with that lovely thick sandy hair.
I'll bet he's got a terrific cock, too!

   The voluptuous redhead ambled slowly down the dark gallery as the
tunnels were called, easing her way through the crowd toward Dirk and Jassy
Newquay.  She felt particularly good that morning, and felt it quite a
challenge to her potent charms to insinuate herself closer to the rather
withdrawn miner.  As she got nearer to the tall, introspective man, she
felt a little telltale tremor in the pit of her belly.

   Mmmmmmmmm, she thought, little Amanda could sure use some nice hard
fucking.  She laughed inwardly at her own promiscuity, recalling that Scott
had fucked her earlier that morning before they left for church.  Good, but
not as good as Dirk would be now, she mused, as the sultry beauty took
Dirk's arm in a friendly manner and smiled brightly up at him.

   "Must take a strong man to work down here, don't you think so, Jassy?"
she asked, leaning over to whisper to the blonde girl, and at the same time
letting her fingers sink into the unsuspecting miner's firm biceps.

   "Oh, yes," Jassy replied, breathlessly.  "A very strong man." Yet, at
the same time, she had begun to wonder just what the relationship between
Randall Thorpe's son and his voluptuously self-assured girl friend was. 
Were they just good friends, as Scott had explained to her last night at
dinner?  Or were they more than that?  After all, how could any woman not
be attracted to the lean, dark-haired millionaire?  How could any woman not
want him?

   She glanced somewhat resentfully at Dirk, still smarting from the
"little talks" he'd been having with her since her appearance in her short
shorts the previous afternoon.  How dare he treat me like a child?  She
thought.  He has no right to treat me that way.  He's not even related to
me.  And even if he were, she was old enough to take care of herself
without his stupid interference.  Just because he was an old friend of her
father's before he had been killed, gave him no right to think he could
boss her around.  She was going to do exactly what she wanted to and he
could just sit on it and twirl!

   At that moment, a burst of conversation indicated to all of them that
the tour was over, and soon after Scott broke free from the manager and
made his way through the crowd towards them, self-confidence radiating from
every pore.

   "Greetings, folks," he said, allowing his special twinkle to be directed
toward Jassy.

   "Enjoy the tour?" Dirk asked with apparent sincerity.  Yet the young man
could detect an undertone in the older man's voice that distinctly said:
Stay away from Jassy Newquay.  There was no question that Dirk was eager
for Scott, the city-slicker, and Jassy to stay as far apart as possible,
but as far as Scott was concerned, that was merely an extra, intriguing
challenge to be overcome.  Nothing was going to stop him from slipping his
hot cock up into that pretty blonde's nice, tight little virgin cunt.  And
he knew that Amanda was only too eager to help him out, having her own
designs on Dirk Mulligan.

   "Dirk, let's go on up in the gig or elevator, or whatever you miners
call it with the manager," Amanda said, as if instinctively following
Scott's train of thought.  "There are a few questions I'd like to ask if I
may."

   "Sure," he replied.  He followed the vivacious redhead dutifully over to
the lift, yet paused momentarily to shoot a backward warning glance to
Jassy.  "I'll see you up top."

   "Sure," she replied sweetly.

   As soon as they were gone, Scott took her by the hand.

   "I asked the manager to let you show me a little more of the mine.  He
said you could do it as well as any miner here.  So, what do you say?  Are
you ready, beautiful?  I can't wait to see the sights."

   "Yes...  yes, of course," she breathed, and taking his hand, she grabbed
a lantern and led the way away from the miner's waiting area to go up in
the lift and down to the lower level. * * * * * Dirk had become furious
when he discovered Jassy was taking Scott Thorpe on a private tour of the
mine, and it took every ounce of Amanda's charms to convince him that he
had nothing to fear.  Now she hoped that the strong drinks she was making
would help soothe him even further.  He was in the living room, back at the
boarding house, patiently waiting for Jassy and cooling his heels.

   The voluptuous redhead added the last cubes of ice to the drinks, placed
the drinks on a tray and headed into the living room.  She saw Dirk slumped
dejectedly in a chair, a defeated look on his face.

   "Hi there!  Look, I've brought us a little bracer before lunch."

   Dirk looked up and gratefully took the tall frosty drink.

   "Cheer up, Dirk honey," the attractive red-head bubbled, sitting
directly across from him with her own drink.  "Listen, I told you that
Scott's a gentleman.  Wouldn't hurt a fly.  And I just have a feeling that
Jassy is not the type of girl who'd do anything that wasn't proper for a
lady."

   Dirk sighed and straightened up a bit.

   "I hope you're right," he said.

   "Listen, of course, I'm right.  You just listen to me.  I never did meet
a man who was so concerned over some woman who isn't even related.  Not
that I don't think it's admirable, mind you.  But I do think you ought to
relax.  She is over twenty.  Anyway, I'd rather have a little fun just
talking about us."

   Dirk could feel his head clearing as he looked up at the ravishing,
scarlet-haired young woman across from him.  He realized he'd been much too
overly concerned about Jassy, and decided that Amanda was right.  In
reality he very much wanted to talk with the voluptuous creature who sat so
gracefully near--in fact, except for his almost neurotic concern about
Jassy, he'd thought about little else since they had arrived.  It had
seemed to him that there was unusually intimate contact between him and the
ravishing female at breakfast, and more than once he had experienced an
aching pulsation in his loins when her knee had brushed against his under
the table.

   "I'm glad that we have this little time alone, frankly," Amanda said,
sipping her drink languidly.  Her soft silk dress seemed to billow around
her like a silvery cloud as she crossed her long shapely legs, and Dirk was
surprised to find that he was able to see a portion of her naked,
hair-trimmed pussy!  She wasn't wearing any panties!  A sharp stab of lust
rocketed suddenly through the miners gut, and his prick became
involuntarily stiff in the confines of his trousers.

   Seeing that Dirk Mulligan had noticed her naked cunt, Amanda winked with
just a trace of lewdness.

   "You know, Dirk, I think you're an awfully handsome man.  I don't often
meet such real men in my line of work."

   "I...  uh...  thank you," he stammered, never having met a woman like
Amanda before.  He wondered if she was able to see the raging hardness of
his lust-stiffened cock, and he shifted slightly in his seat.  His brain
reeled with wild emotions, wondering if the provocatively clad redhead was
aware that he'd gotten a tantalizing glimpse of her naked pussy.  Damn,
there hadn't been a woman as incredibly desirable as Amanda in his life in
a long time, and to make it even better, Amanda had made a pass at him. 
She was so fantastically beautiful, with a softness about her that made him
somewhat unsure that she was actually encouraging his lustful feelings. 
Yet overriding his thoughts was one clear feeling: he wanted to fuck Amanda
Woods more than any woman he had ever met.

   "You know, Dirk," she continued in a low, silky voice, "I can see that
you like me too." She let her eyes glance down to rest directly on the
thick bulge of his excitedly throbbing cock.

   "I...  I don't know what to say, Amanda..."

   "You don't have to say a word." She stood up, graceful as a panther, and
walked over to take his hand.  "Come on...  I think we'd be much more
comfortable in my bedroom..."

   Silently, Dirk followed her, inhaling her sweetly scented perfume,
looking at the pale and delicate nape of her neck beneath her copper curls.
He carried along his drink, and when Amanda had installed herself on the
bed, reclining lazily, he sat down beside her and took a long swallow of
his drink.  The softness of the sultry woman's dress rode up over her
thighs, now completely exposing the soft silky tendrils of her pussyhairs,
a more subdued red than the shimmering mass of curls on her head.  Her
smooth white belly glistened above as Amanda sighed and spoke again.

   "You know, its not very often that I see a man and know that I want him
to screw me at the same time.  I feel as if I know you, Dirk, even though
in reality I know very little about you.  Do you feel the same way about
me?"

   The handsome miner was surprised to realize that the drink had suddenly
made him feel far less inhibited than usual.  Irresistibly, he reached over
with one hand and began tracing small lines along the revealed whiteness of
Amanda's skin.  Somehow he wasn't as terribly shocked by her as he had been
a few moments before.

   The tantalizing redhead shivered for a moment at the contact of
Mulligan's fingers against the softness of her flesh.

   "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, you're more outgoing than I thought.  For awhile there I
thought you'd never even touch me."

   "That was this morning," he said warmly, smiling down at her and feeling
flushed and stimulated by the nearness of her radiant body and the potency
of the drink.  He glanced at the pink, hair-trimmed lips of her cunt,
clearly visible between her slightly parted legs, staring hard at the spot
and as she opened her legs a little wider, he smiled.  He could see that
she was already excited, for there were little glistening drops of pussy
juices rising between her legs, shining in the narrow little slit of her
pussy as she exposed herself to him.  Dirk could feel the heat in his own
body rising rapidly.

   Slowly, while he watched in spellbound fascination, she began to undo
the small buttons that lined the front of her silvery-grey silk dress.  Bit
by bit, he was treated to more and more of Amanda's voluptuously curved
body.  The dress fell away with a whisper, and the nakedly trembling mounds
of her huge tits, tipped with softly throbbing pink nipples, pulsed
sensuously beneath his lustful gaze.

   "My God, you're beautiful!" he exclaimed, staring down at her lewdly
revealed nakedness.  It was all he could do to keep from throwing himself
down on her and fucking his cock into her brutally at that very moment. 
But he knew that she did not want to be fucked that way.  She would want
some real attention.

   "Ooooooooooooohhhh, I love the way you say that!" she beamed up at him,
her eyes somewhat glazed with the urgent desire that was building up inside
of her.  "Why don't you put that drink down, Dirk?  So we can get to know
each other better..."

   Immediately, Dirk did as he was told and noticed, as he placed his drink
on the table, that his hand was trembling.  He turned back to her, and the
cock-hungry redhead reached up and pulled him down over her half-naked
body. One of his legs eased between her open thighs, and he could feel the
supple softness of her lush young body beneath him as she breathed deeply,
almost as if she wanted to take him into her completely.  Her soft thigh
moved up against his lust-swollen cock bringing it to a full and painful
hardness.

   With mounting desire, Dirk thrust his tongue deep into her open mouth
and she sucked gently on it, nibbling expertly until he felt chills running
up and down his spine.  His painfully aching prick was wet with his pre-cum
juices and the wildly excited miner knew he would have to take off his
pants or go crazy.  Gasping for air, he pulled his head away to escape the
teasing sensation of her torrid kiss, that was even more fiery than the
first, and he realized she was quivering beneath him as her thighs moved
obscenely against his loins.

   "Oh, I want you to fuck me, Dirk," she breathed up at him.

   He broke into a hot sweat and his heavily jerking cock surged with
aching hardness.

   "Do you want to fuck me, too?" she asked urgently.  "Do you?"

   "Oh yes...  yes, God yes!"

   "Then tell me about it, darling, I want to know how you want to fuck
me...  please..."

   Dirk was tongue-tied for a moment.  He had never met anyone like the
red-haired beauty he held in his arms.  Some of these mountain girls were
wild, but nothing like this woman.  He knew then, what he wanted to say. 
"I want to fuck you 'til you go crazy," he growled in a thick,
passion-filled voice.  "I want to fuck you so wild you'll be screaming for
it." The unfamiliar language rolled from his lips, making him feel
incredibly potent, somehow more of a man than before.  And it was true. 
What he was saying was absolutely true.

   "Then, God, let's take our clothes off, honey, before I burn up!"

   Quickly she eased him away with her arms and soon Dirk found himself
squirming out of his shirt, and T-shirt, then going hurriedly on to his
belt buckle.  Standing up, he saw that Amanda had swiftly thrown her dress
to the floor, and he gasped as he saw her lying in total cream-white
nakedness on the bedspread.  He was a little self-conscious with her steady
gaze on him as he undid his pants and stepped out of them.  His straining
cock was tenting his shorts in lewd promise of the good fucking to come,
and the handsome miner had a moment of difficulty in removing them.

   "Oh my!" Amanda murmured, and Dirk instinctively knew that she approved
of the sight of his nakedly throbbing prick at last released and ready for
action.  How long has it been, he wondered ruefully, how long has it been
since I've wanted to fuck so badly?  Too damn long!

   He moved back to her and lay down on the bed beside the white silken
form of the redhead, taking her into his arms with one strong motion.  One
hand moved down to cup the supple smoothness of her well-rounded ass
cheeks. Her body was warm and soft against him as she raised her face to
his, locking her mouth tightly against his lips, her hands moving down
quickly between their panting bodies to grasp the raging hardness of his
cock.

   He found himself consumed by hot spasms of lust at her touch, and
growing wildly aroused by the almost obscene scent of her perfume mixed
with her natural female bodily scents.  Her lips were sort and gave way
willingly beneath the harsh pressure of his teeth and tongue as he explored
every crevice of her mouth.  Beneath him, Amanda arched her entire body up
off the bed, crushing herself against him, grinding her hotly tingling
pussy tightly up to his as she opened her legs wide to take him between
them.

   I wonder how Scott is making out with darling little Jassy?  she thought
wryly as she felt Dirk's fingers moving across, the softness of her
fluttering belly, then touching and easing the warm wet of her cuntlips
slowly apart to give his thickly pulsing cock a better vantage point for
entry.

   "Oh, honey," the hotly aroused redhead groaned, "fuck me now!  Fuck your
big hard cock up into me right now!" She was moaning into Dirk's mouth, her
green eyes shut tight, her nakedly trembling loins grinding lasciviously
upward.

   The insanely aroused miner couldn't hold back another second and he
flicked his hips forward with a sudden cruel thrust that drove his
lust-hardened prick high up into the tender confines of the writhing
redhead's hungrily flowering pussy.

   "Aaaarrrrmmmmmmmmm," she moaned in pleasure beneath him as the hot,
juicy walls of her clasping cunt slipped wetly over Dirk's cock.  His
crazily jerking rod raced far up into her quivering hair-fringed pussy.

   "Oh Christ!" He gasped as he pinned the voluptuous creature to the
mattress, his cum-swollen balls slapping lewdly against the upturned cheeks
of her ass.  He knew this was not going to be enough, that he was going to
have to have her more than once, for the lust that now overwhelmed him
would not be satisfied so quickly with just one fast fuck.

   "Oooooohhhhhaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," the redhead screamed beneath Dirk's
hungry thrusts, and she began to twist her hips with shameless abandon,
screwing her nakedly aroused loins tighter against his.

   He heard her groan obscenely once more.  And looking down at her
delicate features, saw them contorted with agonizing pleasure.  Then he
began to fuck her slowly, with long, smooth strokes, listening while she
mewled ceaselessly beneath his hard-thrusting loins, opening and closing
her lithe, tapered legs around his hips as she worked up and down, meeting
him thrust for wild, lust-charged thrust.  Her mouth gaped open wide as she
tried to suck in air, and the tempestuous creature's curly red hair tossed
from side to side on the bed in wild abandon.

   "Oh, Dirk, Ooooooooh, it's good, sooooo gooooood!" she breathed huskily.
"Oh God what a good fuck you are!"

   Mulligan smiled and, inspired, he wormed his hands beneath her wildly
gyrating pelvis and clung to her dancing ass cheeks as he increased the
tempo of his lewd assault, fucking his raging cock deep, deep into the
heated wetness of her hungrily devouring cunt.  By cupping her ass cheeks,
he could manipulate Amanda's loins any way he wanted, and now he bore down
into her with renewed excitement.  His upthrusting cock was growing more
massive inside her passion-drenched pussy until it felt as if it was going
to burst from the exquisite pleasure building in his loins.  His cum-laden
balls slapped heavily against the split of her cream-white ass as though
marking time.  He knew it wouldn't be long before he had to cum and he
wanted her to have her release with him as well.  Furiously, the muscular,
sandy-haired miner began to fuck into her with longer and harder strokes.

   Within a few moments he could tell she was near cumming, for the
lust-driven redhead gripped him tightly between her tensed thighs, opening
and closing them in perfect time to his cunt-plumbing lunges.  He knew he
had to bring her even closer now, for his own release was only seconds
away. He had to make it happen for her before it was over for him!

   "Oooooooooooooh fuck me lover!  Fuck me more!  More!" she cried up at
him, beginning to chant all the obscene words that came into her head as
though she were losing her mind.  She groaned unashamedly as her heels
pounded against his heaving back, and her knees pressed back hard against
her ecstatically quivering tits, offering him the full area of her hotly
upturned cum-drenched pussy.

   "I'm cumming," she gasped suddenly.  I'm cuuuuummminnngggg!"

   The feverishly aroused redhead began a lewd jiggling dance upward
against Dirk, spreading her trembling legs wider still, and then squeezing
them tight around his fast-pumping loins.  He battered against her open
pelvis now with every bit of strength he possessed, looking down into her
unseeing eyes as he rode her hotly writhing body like a cowboy on a bucking
horse.

   Then Amanda uttered a long, low cry that chilled Dirk through and
through and forced the cum upward from the depths of his madly churning
balls.  Deep within her greedily milking cunt he could feel the hot juicy
channel widening and then sucking wildly at his huge prick.  It was a
sensation he had never experienced before and he throbbed the muscles of
his cock deep up into her as she screwed herself up onto his deeply
thrusting shaft and held on tight, letting her loins jerk spasmodically
against his tense, taut belly.  Great swirls of lewd, aching heat were
building deep in his painfully aching balls as he watched her lust-twisted
face bellow him.  The muscles of his belly tightened until he thought they
would snap and he groaned crazily over and over again.  His lips worked
feverishly, as if he were talking to himself like a madman, and the
lust-inflamed hardness of his cock seemed to expand beyond the limits of
reality.

   In the next moment the pleasure-drenched miner reached his apex of
passion and it was unlike any moment that he had ever known before.  Gone
were all thoughts of the willful young Jassy, gone was any sense of reason
or morality.  The only thing that mattered now was the present, and.  the
phenomenal sense of savage excitement that the shameless redhead called up
from the deepest recesses of his mind and loins.

   A guttural groan started from somewhere deep inside him, and an acute
sensation in his balls told him that his cum had started the mad journey
from his balls towards the highest point of Amanda's wetly clasping pussy.
His breath was coming in short, desperate gasps now and suddenly he was
there!

   "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh...  arrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh!" Jets of white-hot cum shot
like bullets out of his throbbing cock-head and traveled far up into the
depths of Amanda's softly quivering belly.  He could feel both their cums
mingling in an obscene wet pool of bliss, a bliss of sheer pleasure that
the sex-denied miner had never known, existed.  On and on the tempestuous
cum came until finally they drained their torrid passion to the dregs.

   A few minutes later, they lay together on the wide bed, breathing softly
in weariness, and Mulligan knew instinctively that what had just happened
between him and the sultry Scott Thorpe's girl friend had changed his life
completely, and most definitely for the better.

   "Oh, Dirk," Amanda sighed pleasantly, "that was just marvelous.  Really
marvelous.  But you know what they say, don't you?"

   "What's that?" Dirk inquired with an amused smile.

   Amanda let her slim hand travel down to grasp the shaft of Mulligan's
now-limp prick, and immediately at her provocative touch, it began to throb
once more with a lewd life of its own.

   "They say that once is not enough..."

   "Funny," the handsome miner replied, pleased to feel his cock beginning
to harden with excitement once more.  "I was just thinking the same thing
myself..."

   CHAPTER FOUR

   Scott was getting tired of looking at tunnels and rock and smelling the
dank air of the mine.  What he really wanted to do was pull Jassy down to
the ground and screw her senseless and he wanted to do it now!

   "Jassy, stop," he said suddenly and stopped following her.

   "What?" she turned and walked back to him.  "Why?"

   "Because I'm a city boy and I haven't got the stamina of you country
folk.  I'm tired of walking."

   "But you haven't even seen half of the mine yet!" Jassy protested as
Scott pulled the protective cover off of a piece of machinery and spread it
out on the ground.

   "I think it'd be much more fun to just sit and talk, don't you? 
Besides, I really am tired.  I'm not used to this kind of exercise."

   Jassy's knees felt weak and trembled slightly as she stepped toward the
tarp with the handsome son of the mine owner watching her.  Her heart was
thudding in her chest, and her brain reeled with a curious mixture of
excitement and apprehension.  Yet, above all, there was the thrilling
awareness that she was completely alone with the dreamboat, Scott Thorpe.

   "Put the lantern here," Scott said, "and sit down."

   But all Jassy was aware of was that he was looking directly at her.  She
could feel the color rising in her cheeks, and the side of her face, where
Scott was gazing at her, was growing hot.  She continued to stare
sightlessly at the lantern, afraid to meet his penetrating dark eyes. 
Dimly, Dirk's warning came surging back into her mind, and for a moment the
nervous blonde wished that she had obeyed him.  After all, there was no one
else in the mine today, so she was really alone with this handsome young
man she hardly knew.  What was she letting herself in for?  Perhaps Dirk
was right to tell her never to let herself get in a position like this with
a man as experienced as Scott Thorpe.

   "Dark down here," Scott said.

   Jassy jumped slightly, startled by his voice.  His hand was still moving
provocatively at her waist.

   "What?" she asked nervously.

   "Where has your mind been?" he increased the pressure of his arm around
her.

   "Oh...  just thinking...  really..."

   "Well, come on then.  Let's sit down on the tarp and we can both think
about nothing."

   Jassy laughed in spite or herself.  She was beginning to feel a little
better.  After all, wasn't this what she'd always wanted, what she'd always
dreamed about?  She was being foolish to be so silly and nervous, like a
little kid.  Sitting, she could feel the hard stone beneath her ass cheeks
through the light, cotton dress she wore, and the gallery wall was hard but
not, uncomfortable as she leaned back against it.  Immediately Scott's arm
went around her shoulders and he pulled the surprised young girl toward him
with a strong motion that took her breath away.

   "Oh..." she gasped.  But at that moment, his face was nearing hers and
before the young blonde could protest, his warm full lips found hers and
his tongue darted in between them to search out her tongue and teeth. 
Jassy felt as if she had been jolted by a thousand volts of electricity. 
Little ripples of desire coursed through her body and she found herself
unable, even unwilling, to resist him.  She began to kiss him back, timidly
at first, then with greater ardor.

   The naive miner's daughter had been kissed before, by some of the local
boys, but never by a real man like this!  Scott's hotly moving tongue in
her mouth sent violent chills of excitement surging through her trembling
young body.  Her mind was a whirling maze of romantic, love and a very real
desire.  She had never dared to dream that anything in life could be this
wonderful and that she, Jassy Newquay would be in the arms of a man as
handsome and rich as Scott Thorpe.  It was completely beyond anything she
had ever known before in her young life in Beaulea.

   Dimly she was aware of his boldly exploring hands; one still encircling
her shoulder, the other clasping her around the waist.  They began to move
towards her tits from different directions, sliding sensually over her
unresisting body until he was actually touching them!  The feel of his
hands on her sensuously throbbing titties jolted the romantic girl back
into reality, and she began to resist, murmuring protests and struggling
weakly to pry his handy away, but there was no stopping the determined man.


   "Scott, no, we shouldn't," she whispered, writhing away from him, but he
pressed her back against the wall and began to caress the soft billowing
mounds of her tits with hungry hands.  Despite her anxiety, the touch of
his hands on her tits, even through the dress and bra, made the blonde
tingle with pleasure.  An incredibly warm feeling of desire emanated from
the huge mounds to every part of her helpless young body.

   "Oh...  Scott...  Scott...  Scott..." she murmured as waves of pleasure
overrode her feeble resistance with relentless force.  Before Jassy knew
what was happening, Scott's hands were running all over her body with
growing urgency, stroking and massaging the pliant softness of her tits,
the roundness of her hips and her thighs.  A tide of passion seemed to
overwhelm the girl, driving all reason from her less experienced mind.

   Scott's fingers began to work at the hem of the blonde's dress, pulling
it up until he could grasp and caress the softly covering nylon of her
panties.

   Jassy moaned quietly under his persistent touch, knowing that she should
stop him, yet powerless to do so.  His hands were moving up, up just as
they had in her bedroom fantasy, until they found the tight elastic of her
panty leg-band and gently, but insistently, he pushed it aside, so that his
middle finger could insinuate itself within the heated area of her sparsely
hair-covered pussy mound.

   Jassy wiggled helplessly under the aroused man's touch, unable to resist
the demands of her yearning young body.  Slowly Scott tugged at the brief
panties, exultant in the knowledge that this blonde beauty was surrendering
to his eager seduction.  His prick, stiff with aching lust, pulsated wildly
inside the tight confines of his trousers.  He wanted desperately to
release it so that he could fuck her and have relief from this sweet
torture, but he was afraid of frightening the naive girl by moving too
quickly.  No, things were going too well for him to take a chance on going
too fast with the naive miner's daughter.  A trickle of perspiration ran
down the side of his neck as he distracted Jassy with a series of
passionate kisses.  Meanwhile, he deftly eased her flimsy white panties
down further, until finally, they were all the way off.

   "Scott...  Scott, no, we've got to stop, now," Jassy whispered anxiously
as she realized her panties had been removed.  "Please!"

   But the lust-driven man had no intention of stopping now.  He was too
close to the victory he'd been thinking about from the minute he'd arrived
in Beaulea.  He moved away from her a bit, and then knelt up over her,
leaning in toward the partially naked girl.  Hungrily his eyes took in the
golden "vee" of her naked young pussy.  Jassy was shivering in both fear
and desire as Thorpe continued to regard the most intimate part of her
body. No one had ever looked at her pussy before, ever, except in her dream
world, and the shocking reality of it made the bewildered Jassy want to
scramble away from this stranger and run home.  Dirk was probably furious
at that very moment, for by now surely he knew she had gone off with Scott
regardless of his advice.  For the first time, she truly regretted what
she'd done, for what had seemed so simple before, now became frighteningly
complicated.

   "Scott...  you mustn't," she pleaded, her eyes growing round with fear.
But he hushed her as though he were talking to a baby, his voice soft and
persuasive.

   "You're so beautiful, such a beautiful cunt!  Let me look at you!  Oh
please, you're so beautiful." His soothing words seemed to calm the anxious
girl and carefully Scott placed his palms flat against the inside of her
whitely trembling thighs, his thumbs resting on the soft, fleshy lips of
her virginal pussy.  Then he drew the hair-fringed lips slowly apart, with
a torturing outward movement of his thumbs until the entire moist, pink
crevice of her cunt was at the mercy of his gaze.

   "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh," Jassy moaned as a ripple of helpless desire sizzled
in her loins.

   Scott watched the pulsating pussy flesh greedily for a moment and then,
with a groan of lust that seemed to echo through the gallery, he suddenly
dropped his head and buried the full length of his long slippery tongue
into the warm, throbbing walls of her juicy young cunt.

   Jassy jerked back in surprise, a soul-searing moan escaping her lips as
she ground her nakedly exposed ass down into the cool tarp beneath her,
trying to escape the maddening assault on her pussy.  This was something
she had never even heard of!  But it was shockingly real: her cunt was
really being licked by the famous son of Randall Thorpe!

   "No!  Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh!  Nooooooooooooo," she whimpered beneath his
depraved attack.  Quickly her hands reached down to grasp his dark hair,
and she began to push and pull at it in an attempt to remove the wet
presence of Scott's tongue from her naked pussy flesh.  But it was no use,
for the agile tongue kept working insistently at the young girl's
defenselessly spread cunt, working its way in and out of the hotly spasming
hole and slipping back and forth over her youthful throbbing clit.

   Tears streamed down Jassy's cheeks, smearing the mascara she had
patiently applied earlier that day to make herself look more sophisticated.
With a shudder of fear, she knew she would never, ever, be the same.  Scott
Thorpe was doing something horribly perverse to her, shattering her
romantic fantasies completely.  It wasn't like this in her books!

   Horrified, she watched as Scott's head bobbed darkly up and down,
ignoring her tugs at his hair and continuing the lewd wriggling between her
helplessly spread legs.  Once more she wished she had listened to Dirk's
warning words of advice, for now she had unwittingly let herself in for the
lewdest imaginable fuck, just as he had predicted.  It was horrible!  Her
belly trembled anxiously as these fearful thoughts surged in her brain. 
Yet, at the same time, the scintillating flashes of sheer pleasure that had
been insinuating themselves in her defenselessly pinioned young body began
to grow, rising within her like an inexorable tide of passion, a torrent of
lust that threatened to drown her in a flood of wild sensuality.

   "Aaaaaaaannnnnnngggggggggg..." she mewled in confusion.

   Scott could sense the fact that his obscene seduction was working, for
Jassy's sweet young body now began to surrender to his lewd assault, her
muscles growing slack and her hands loosening on his hair.  Without
releasing her ravaged pussy from his unrelenting tongue-fucking, he raised
his eyes in time to see the blonde's sparkling blue eyes roll back as a
violent shudder overtook her.  Her trembling legs drew up and flailed
helplessly in almost complete surrender.

   Slowly, Jassy's humiliation and shame began to ebb completely, replaced
by an incredible sensation of animal wantonness.  A forbidden heat quivered
in her shuddering loins that was impossible to resist and overwhelming
ripples of hot pleasure traversed every inch of her half-naked body.  Now
Scott increased his lewd tongue-fucking, doubling his long flat strokes
against Jassy's tight, widespread pussy.  He would show her the kind of
pleasure she could get from him, and before he was through with her she
would be begging him to lick her cunt, and more besides!  He knew from past
experience that once he'd shown her the heights of ecstasy, she would do
anything he asked.  Then he could shove his aching cock up into that tight
unfucked little hole of hers without a single whimper on her part.

   Caught now in a whirlpool of ecstasy, Jassy began to push her pelvis
upwards, thrusting her wetly glistening pussy towards Scott's hungry mouth
as though she wanted to get inside.

   "Mmmmmmnmmmmmmm...  mmmmnnnnnnnnnn," she moaned over and over, as tiny
goosepimples formed on the exposed surface of her skin.  She sobbed and
trembled now, completely out of control, caught in a raging fire of passion
that threatened to devour her.  Her pale white thighs jerked up
instinctively until they rested on Scott's shoulders, pulling his wagging
head still closer to the heated turmoil in her newly-awakened pussy, like a
mad-woman caught in the thrall of berserk passion.  All thoughts of Dirk
were gone now as the licking flames that rose in her shamelessly aroused
body reached a new peak.  Wantonly she bucked her hips up into the
wonderful piercing pleasure that she craved now more than anything in the
world.

   Scott, meanwhile, could feel the soft, silky cunt hairs grazing
tantalizingly against the tip of his nose and the sides of his cheeks as
Jassy ground her naked ass in a slow hypnotic rhythm up against his face.
He knew definitely now that she was his, and he gloated in triumph,
watching the pained and pleasurable contortions on the blonde's angelic
face while he let his tongue nudge and lick greedily, writhing in wild lewd
spasms inside the wetly aroused arena of her hot juicy cunt hole.  Jassy's
heated pussy slipped wetly around his extended tongue as the walls opened
and closed in a desperate sucking motion of their own.

   "Oooooooohhhhhh darling...  oooooohhhhhhh Scott!" she sighed.  This was
reality now; no fantasy could remotely compare to it.  Her love for him was
a living thing inside her.  The subjugated woman's legs opened and closed
around the tormenting head slavering up between them and the cords of her
neck stood out as she pulled with all her strength against the tangled hair
of his head.  Only this time she was pulling him closer, not trying to
force him away.

   And then there came a rushing in her ears and she felt like she was
choking.  The gallery ceiling seemed to cave in over her and the mine floor
gave way beneath her wildly writhing form.  She cried out as sweet,
unbelievable sensations of joy swept through her, filling her with an
intolerable delight as every inch of her sexually awakened body prepared
for the most insane cum of her life.  This was nothing at all like what she
could do with her own fingers.  This was a maddeningly total experience,
and she wanted it to go on forever, and never, never stop.

   "Yeah...  give me your cream, honey!  Give your cream up to old Scott!"
the jaded mine owner's son growled lewdly into Jassy's wildly gyrating
loins.  And tonight I'll fuck you right in your own little bed!  he thought
lasciviously.

   "Aaaaaaaiiieeeeeeeeeeee!" Jassy cried as her cum suddenly exploded
through her with a rushing force and she felt herself tumbling into a
bottomless void of absolute scalding pleasure.  She could feel the seething
wetness of her cunt pulsing against his lewdly working mouth and a
trickling rivulet of pussy juices running wetly down the crevice of her
hotly jerking ass cheeks, down on the tarp below her.  She gave one last
gasping moan and collapsed against the ground, letting her legs splay
limply to each side of her.  She could not move, but lay there absolutely
still, feeling Scott still resting between her legs, his head now using her
wildly tingling cunt as a plush pillow.

   After a long moment, of silence, during which only the sound of their
tortured breathing could be heard echoing through the mine, Scott crawled
up and pressed his open mouth tightly against hers.  She could taste the
hot wetness of her cum juices on his lips as he thrust his tongue deeply
into her mouth.  She pushed her tongue back sleepily in a gesture of
grateful thanks.  Despite her initial fear, the newly sated young woman
knew that the arrogant rich man had given her one of the most overwhelming
moments of her entire young life.  Maybe, if she played it right, she would
get even more from him than a tongue-fucking!  * * * * * "Dirk, you have no
right telling me what to do!" Jassy spat out as Dirk gave her the third
degree for going off alone with Scott Thorpe.  "You've been telling me what
to do nearly all my life, almost like I was your own sister.  Well, I'm not
and I'm old enough to take care of myself, so you just leave me alone!"

   Dirk looked at her not knowing what to say.  She was right and they both
knew it.  He had been treating her like a child for years and he really had
no right to.  He would have to learn that he could no longer boss her
around.  She was her own woman, even the way she stood told him that. 
Jassy stood defensively in the middle of her bedroom, her fists tensed, and
her whole body trembling.  She was clad only in her nightgown, preparatory
to going to bed, and the outline of her trim young figure was clearly
visible to Dirk since the light was glowing from behind her.

   Dirk could feel a vein on his forehead throbbing as he looked at her. 
The fact that Jassy had turned into an incredibly voluptuous young woman
was particularly disturbing to him.  He had never really noticed it before,
probably because he thought of her still as the little tow-headed
nine-year-old she had been when they had first met.

   "I didn't run off with him!" Jassy cried.  "I just took him on a tour of
the mine.  The manager asked me to show it to him.  After all, his father
is the owner."

   The pouting blonde was particularly upset because she had thought she
would be able to go to bed without this irritating confrontation with Dirk.
She was getting tired of him and wanted nothing more than to climb into her
bed and think about Scott, to relive every single moment of her first
lewdly exciting tongue-fuck down in the mine today.

   She had been encouraged by the fact that no one seemed to be at the
house when she and Scott returned from the mine, and leaving the handsome
man with a burning kiss, she had run straight to her bedroom.  It was such
a relief that Dirk had not been waiting for her that Jassy was totally
unprepared ta have him come pounding on her door after dinner that evening.


   "Scott Thorpe wanted to see the mine.  I think he wanted to see a little
more than that."

   "Dirk you are really a bastard!" Jassy yelled in outrage.  "Would you
please leave my room and from now on mind your own business."

   Dirk left, he didn't want a scene, and after all, she did have a right
to her privacy.  He didn't deny that, and he really wasn't trying to
meddle, he just didn't want to see her hurt.  She had never been exposed to
a sophisticated man like Scott Thorpe.  She didn't know how to handle him.
It took a woman like Amanda to handle a bastard like Thorpe.

   At the thought of the cock-hungry red-head, Dirk felt his prick jerk
longingly.

   "Oh God, Jassy," he whispered into his empty room.  "I just want to
protect you!  Don't you understand?  I don't want you to be hurt!"

   But he couldn't blame her for the way she felt about Scott Thorpe.  He
was a pretty sharp looking man, the kind that really got the ladies' juices
up and he knew that Jassy had never met anyone like him before and she was
blinded by him.  Just as he was infatuated with Amanda Woods, he mused,
remembering the torrid fuck that he and Amanda had indulged themselves in
earlier that afternoon.

   "Christ, I could certainly go for a little more of that!" he murmured to
himself, his cock aching painfully at the memory of her voluptuously
rounded nakedness spread out white and inviting beneath him on the bed.

   Even though he knew he couldn't offer Amanda the kind of life he assumed
she was used to in the city, he wanted her to stay in Beaulea with him as
long as she could.  One afternoon of wild passionate fucking had made his
life up in Beaulea seem a little less wonderful than it had been before she
came.

   CHAPTER FIVE

   "What a chick!" Scott chuckled.  He couldn't wait until he got his cock
into that little blonde virgin's cunt and Amanda was helping him right now
by screwing with the watchdog miner.  She'd helped him spread a lot of
pretty young legs when he wanted someplace new to put his cock, and Jassy
was only the latest in the series.  Amanda was some woman, not many girl
friends would help their boy friends hunt for new pussy to fuck.

   He smiled to himself as he walked downstairs to Jassy's room.  He knew
he would be safe with her because Dirk would be busy upstairs fucking the
mind out of Amanda.  Scott felt the exhilaration he always felt when he
knew he was about to get something he wanted.  God, there was nothing
better than knowing you were going to win.  It was almost better than the
winning itself!

   The house was dark and slightly musty as he walked through the
downstairs, as though there was no one living in it.  Like an old house,
just the kind of place Jassy would live in, he thought.  The taste of her
sweet little hair-trimmed pussy was still on his lips as he hurried down
the hall and knocked softly on the door he knew to be hers.

   "Who is it?" Jassy asked sleepily.  And then she was wide awake, for she
knew who it was.  It had to be Scott!

   "It's Scott, baby, who else?" His voice came through the door to her,
and then the knob was turning, and as Jassy sat up in bed, the
self-centered mine owner's son moved into the room and glided rapidly to
the bed.  He kissed her long and hard, letting his hands roam beneath her
soft cotton nightgown, along the silken flesh that quivered nakedly at his
brazen touch.

   Jassy could feel him lean and hard next to her as he sank down onto the
bed.  There was something about him tonight that frightened her, and she
didn't quite know whether it was the liquor on his breath or his hurried
manner.  Dirk's words of warning still weighed on her mind because she knew
in her heart that he was probably right.  She whispered; "No...  no we
mustn't.  Amanda or Dirk might hear us!"

   "Nobody's going to hear us together, sweetheart, don't you worry," Scott
reassured her.  His hand was on her huge tit, squeezing it hard, and Jassy
felt shivers of lurid excitement course through her nearly naked body
despite her fear.

   "Here, get a handful of this!" Scott urged, pulling her small hand down
to touch the hardness of his throbbing prick where it pulsed impatiently
beneath his trousers.  Her hand jerked backward from it, as though she d
been burned, but Scott insistently drew it back, at the same time unzipping
his fly to release the painfully aching cock-pole,

   "Oh!" Jassy tried desperately to get her hand away from the too-intimate
touch of Scott's naked shaft, but the amoral rich man only grinned
lasciviously at her and held her hand firmly in place.

   "Oh baby," he whispered, almost sadistically as he observed Jassy's
confusion and reluctance.  "I can hardly wait to feel those two beautiful
legs of yours up around my neck, and dickie here ramming straight up into
your tight little cunt!"

   "No...  no, Scott.  I couldn't possibly...  I...  I've never..."

   "I know you've never.  That's why I want to fuck you.  Otherwise I might
not be so interested."

   "No!  I could never do that to Dirk!" Jassy cried, suddenly getting a
glimmer of what her Dirk might have meant about not wanting her to be hurt.
"I couldn't..."

   "Hah!" Scott couldn't control his liquor loosened tongue.  "You've got
to be kidding.  If it is Dirk you're worried about, he is probably slipping
a little hard cock to Amanda right at this very moment.  So why shouldn't
you have a little fun, too?"

   Jassy stared at him in disbelief.  "Dirk and your girl friend?"

   "Yeah, he's probably fuckin' her ragged right now, or vice-versa!"

   "You're lying!" Jassy gasped.  "He wouldn't do such a thing!"

   His revelation shocked her.  She'd never even thought of anything like
that.  She's never even thought of Dirk as a man who needed to fuck.

   "Yeah?  Well, come on, little girl.  If you don't believe me, I'll take
you on upstairs.  That's where they're going at it tonight.  Want to go?"

   Scott was already zipping up his fly having returned his somewhat
deflated prick to the confines of his pants when he saw that things weren't
going to move as swiftly as he'd thought they would.

   Stunned, Jassy climbed out of bed and began to get dressed, in case
Scott was wrong and somebody saw her.  She shivered as Scott sat on the bed
watching her, nonchalantly whistling a tune, but taking in every inch of
her sensuous cream-white curves as she hurriedly pulled on a pair of
panties and a lightweight housedress, all the while trying to convince
herself that it wasn't true, that Dirk couldn't possibly be such a
hypocrite.

   Scott could feel himself getting sober as he headed up the stairs to
Amanda's room, with Jassy silently along beside him, lost in thought.  This
whole thing wasn't quite the good time he'd expected.  Still, if his
suspicions about what was going on in Amanda's room were right, he thought
he might still get some fun out of this naive blonde before the evening was
over.

   Jassy, tight-lipped and silent, walked quietly beside Scott as he led
her to Amanda's bedroom.  If what Scott said was true, she thought, maybe
it would be better if she didn't know for sure.  But she said nothing, and
a few seconds later, they were standing a short distance from the closet
door of Amanda's bedroom.  They approached the door and Jassy could see
that there was a light coming from under the door.

   "She's probably just reading a book," she said with determination, more
to convince herself than Scott.

   "Yeah, and I know just the kind of reading material Amanda likes!" her
companion replied lewdly.

   Scott put his hand on the knob and turned it slowly so as not to make
any noise and disturb the couple inside.  He pushed the door open quickly
and after peeking in, he stepped inside, half pulling Jassy with him. 
Jassy began to pull back, but Scott pulled her strongly forward.  Numbly,
she peered into the room she had rented to Amanda Woods.

   The blonde could barely restrain a cry of anguish at the obscene sight
that met her eyes.  A tightening sensation caught in her belly and she
blinked her eyes to get the tears out.  She had to be sure she was actually
seeing correctly, for at first glance it seemed to the shocked miner's
daughter unbelievable, impossible.  There, up on the bed, was Amanda Woods,
totally naked, and kneeling up so that her whitely rounded ass cheeks were
clearly visible from the doorway.

   Scott and Jassy had evidently arrived just in time, for Dirk, also
completely naked, was just lowering himself onto the mattress behind the
lewdly wriggling redhead, his thickly pulsing prick held in his hand,
bloated with lust, as he approached the widespread crevice so temptingly
exposed to his lusty gaze.  They didn't even notice the two intruders, they
were so carried away by their own salacious tableau.

   "Fuck me like a bitch," Amanda cooed.  "Fuck me from behind, just like a
dog!  I love to be fucked from behind!"

   "I'll fuck you any way you want, Amanda," Dirk replied, his voice thick
with mounting passion.  "Any way you want!"

   The horrible scene was beyond belief, and Jassy took a step backward out
into the hall as though she'd been struck across the face.  Scott stepped
up behind her and put his arms around her, holding her securely in place,
his fingers roaming lazily over her thinly covered titties.  His lips at
her ear, he whispered, "I told you so.  Now watch.  Watch Amanda and you'll
see some real fucking.  You can learn a lot from that little lady."

   Jassy tried to clear her head, to think straight.  She fought the urge
to stop them from fucking, to run in and scream at them and tear them
apart! How could Dirk betray her like that?  How could he possibly be in
there, naked with that woman?

   But the horrified blonde remained rooted to the spot, unable to tear her
eyes away from the lewd sight, the most obscene thing she had ever seen in
all her life.  As she watched, Dirk moved forward and positioned his hotly
quivering cock right at the entrance to Amanda's wetly glistening cunt. 
The red-furred cuntlips showed clearly in the light from the bedside lamp,
and Jassy saw them stretch to circle the miner's upward-worming cock.

   "Mmmmmmnnnnngggghhhhh!  Ooooohhhhh sssuuggaarrrrrr!" Amanda moaned. 
"Oooohhhhhhh, it's soooo hard!"

   Dirk grunted forward, his eyes locked on the hypnotic sight of his huge
pussy-splitting cock-head burying itself in the tightly gripping hole of
her cunt beneath the gleaming white ass cheeks that jiggled and gyrated
with increasing speed.  He could feel his inward-surging shaft being wetly
and heatedly massaged by the naked redhead's tenderly clasping cunt, and he
gritted his teeth with pleasure.

   "Oh God, Amanda," he growled animalistically.  "Oooooooommmmm."

   Jassy watched the lewd scene unfolding as if she were hypnotized. 
Scott's arm tightened around her waist and once more she felt his fingers
inching upward toward her heaving tits, but she was too mesmerized by what
she was seeing to stop him.  It was horrible to see Dirk grunting like an
animal, while Amanda groaned and wiggled her naked ass cheeks back at his
advancing cock.  And yet Scott's fingers created a strange, light quivering
deep between her legs.  Tears of anger, shame and hurt burned down the
blonde's cheeks, and she let the older man finger her tit at will. 
Bitterly she remembered Dirk's words to her.  Well, he certainly didn't
practice what he preached, did he?  He didn't practice it at all.  What
difference did it make now what Scott did to her?  Now let him fuck her,
she no longer cared.

   Inside the room, unaware that Jassy Newquay and the arrogant mine
owner's son from whom he was anxious to protect her, were watching his lewd
debauch, Dirk quickened his pace, fucking forward into the pussyhole that
seemed to suck his lust-swollen cock upward with hungry, slippery
contractions.  Dirk closed his eyes tightly now, his, lips peeling back
over his teeth as the sensations went racing out of control through his
lean body.

   Beneath him, Amanda flailed her curl-covered head back and forth,
beginning to whine with a high-pitched passion that sounded curiously
inhuman.  Dirk drove into her, moving suddenly into longer, smoother
strokes that drew his prick nearly out of the writhing young woman's
clasping pussy on the backstroke, and then plunging forward into her again
until he felt the harsh slap of his belly against the hotly trembling
cheeks of her ass.  Then he quickened his thrust as though he could take no
more of that excruciatingly slow excitation that was bringing the shaft of
his tingling cock to the boiling point.

   The redhead thrashed beneath him in a tormented agony of pleasure,
feeling his swollen hardness pulsating deeply inside her.  Again he
quickened his stroke, grunting as the top of his prick ground hard and
deep, boring up into the hidden recesses of the writhing female's wetly
welcoming cunt.

   As Jassy watched numbly from the doorway, she was vaguely aware of
Scott's hands roaming unchecked over her tingling flesh, pulling the zipper
of her house dress part way down and slipping inside to touch her smooth,
naked back.  Jassy was almost oblivious to his actions, being consumed at
the moment with blind hatred for Dirk and the woman who was with him, as
well as with a haunting sadness at seeing him so lewdly exposed and totally
rapt by the obscene fucking, like a dog, just as Amanda had said.  Her
mixed feelings conspired to put the blonde into a state of utter shock and
confusion, so that she hardly cared what Scott Thorpe was doing.  Behind
her, he squirmed and wriggled his slim hips against her, rubbing the hard
staff of his lust-thickened cock tight against the split of her ass through
her thin clothing.

   "Man, look at them fucking like crazy," he whispered in her ear, "You
and I are going to fuck like that!  We're going to do everything.  I'll
take you one step at a time, Jassy, until you know how to fuck and suck as
well as the best of them!"

   Jassy's subconscious mind registered the lewd words, but her mind was
too preoccupied with the rising pitch of excitement taking place inside the
bedroom to respond.

   "Ooooooohhhhhh, oh, oooohhhhh!" the nakedly kneeling redhead began to
chant, her face occasionally visible from the doorway as she twisted and
turned in abandon on the bed, contorted almost beyond recognition.

   This is it!  This is it!  Dirk thought exultantly as he slammed against
the softly undulating flesh that arched back to receive his every upward
thrust.  He could sense that she was going to cum soon, and he knew that he
himself couldn't hold back much longer.  He pushed against her, his fingers
digging hard into the lush, full nakedness of her hips, dragging Amanda
upward from the mattress so that her knees were raised into the air.  He
began to urge her on verbally to her climax.

   "Come on!  Come on!  Cum for me, cum for me!" he hissed, spreading her
lithe, shapely legs wide apart now, feeling her gasp in pain as his hugely
throbbing prick fucked still deeper inside the tightly clasping hole of her
pussy.

   The lust-crazed redhead began to gasp and grunt beneath him as she
struggled to maintain some kind of balance with her hands upon the
mattress.

   "Ooooohhhh, yyyeeesssss, lover, fuck meeeeeee!"

   This was good fucking, she thought dazedly, congratulating herself
briefly for knowing how to spot a really quality stud.  Then her thoughts
stopped and she was panting and writhing, listening to Dirk's uneven
breathing behind her.  His lewdly spiraling cock was unrelenting inside her
pussy turning her into one throbbing mass of pleasure from the tips of her
toes to the nape of her lovely neck.  Even as she felt her cum spreading
throughout her obscenely positioned body with nerve-shattering force and
she jerked and bucked back against him, she felt his deeply fucking shaft
grow huge within her and begin to pump a flood of hot scalding juices far
up into her softly quivering loins.

   Standing at the partially open door, Jassy gaped as Dirk's head snapped
back and he fucked lewdly forward into the widespread furrow between
Amanda's thighs.  Behind her, Scott began to tug her backward, just as the
moans from the two nakedly fucking lovers in the bedroom mounted to a
crescendo of lustful agony.

   "Come on," the hotly aroused man urged.  There's no point in letting
them see us at least not yet.  Let's get out of here."

   Jassy allowed herself to be drawn away and tiptoed after Scott back down
the stairs to her room.

   When they got back to the bedroom, Scott waited until she had entered
and then he shut the door behind them.  Jassy walked over to her bed and
sat down, silent and brooding.

   Jassy had been shocked to the very roots of her being by what she had
seen taking place in the upstairs bedroom.  Dirk Mulligan shamelessly
fucking Amanda Woods!  She couldn't believe it!  How dare he act so
obscenely when he had been so prudish and old-fashioned about her?  And he
didn't even have a right to be so damned nosy and high and mighty with her.
Particularly in regard to Scott Thorpe, when he had acted that way with
Amanda, Scott's: "girl friend." Jassy saw him as a complete hypocrite,
telling her one thing and then behaving like an animal himself, and she was
consumed with the desire for revenge.  As far as she was concerned, the
lewd fucking she had witnessed was reason enough for her to do anything she
pleased now, with anybody at all.  Nothing she could do, could possibly be
worse than what Dirk and Amanda had just done.  She'd show him now, she'd
have her revenge!

   One thing she had learned though, and was amazed to realize, was that as
well as being shocked and disgusted with him for fucking Amanda Woods, the
confused blonde dimly realized that somehow she resented the red-haired
temptress as well, almost as if she were jealous of this rival for Dirk's
affections.  Despite her agony at seeing the lewd fucking, another aspect
troubled her in a way that totally surprised her.  It was the first time
she had seen Dirk completely naked, let alone as a lover, and as well as
being shocked, she was also extremely fascinated by what she had seen.  In
fact, she had to admit that he was extremely handsome and muscular, more so
even than Scott Thorpe was, and Jassy discovered at that moment to her
bewilderment, that she almost desired him!  Yes, somewhere deep inside, she
wished Dirk would look at her, not as a nine year old kid anymore, but as a
desirable, sensual woman, like Amanda.

   Jassy shuddered in agony over this thought.  She could not start
thinking of him that way when he still thought of her like a sister. 
Still, the thought came back to her over and over, confusing her until she
didn't know what to feel.  At least not until she calmed down and could put
everything into perspective.  Finally, she forced everything out of her
head except one thing: to have revenge on Dirk for betraying her like he
did, by letting Scott Thorpe fuck her silly.  She would give him her
virginity.

   "Scott..." Jassy said after a long pause, staring straight ahead
unseeingly, "Scott, I want you to fuck me now.  I don't want to be a virgin
anymore!  Screw me right now." Her small voice pleased the arrogant man as
they sat in the silence of her dimly lit bedroom.

   Scott sat quiet for awhile, then turned to the blonde.

   "Well, I tell you what," he paused momentarily.  "I have an even better
idea.  Remember this morning?" the blond nodded, smiling warmly as she
remembered how thrilled she had been when the handsome man had licked her
pussy to unbelievable heights of ecstasy.  "How about it?"

   "How about it?  You mean, you want to lick my cunt again?"

   Scott had to suppress a snicker.  Shit, this girl was dense.

   "No, not quite.  It's just that I'd like you to return the favor.  I
want you to suck my cock."

   "You want me to...?"

   "Suck my cock."

   To her horror, Jassy saw that Scott had already silently released his
prick and held it in his hand like an obscene offering.  It was lurching
lewdly, already thick and hard.

   "I...  I couldn't..." she stuttered anxiously.  "I mean, I don't think I
can do it!"

   "Of course you can," Scott said confidently, "anybody can." His hand
went out and cupped behind Jassy's head, pulling her firmly sideways and
pressing her down until the young girl was forced to bring her lips close
to his hotly pulsating cock.

   "No...  no," Jassy protested, "Scott I just can't!" It had never
occurred to the blonde that he would ask her to do anything like suck his
dick.  In her mind she was going to give him the precious gift of her
cherry and he would fuck her in the "normal" way.  The fact that he had
tongue-fucked her earlier in the day in a perverted manner, did not help at
all, for the very idea of taking his thickly throbbing shaft into her mouth
terrified the naive girl.  It just didn't seem possible that anyone could
do such a thing.  She opened her mouth to protest again, but Scott pushed
down on the back of her head and upward with his hips deftly shoving the
lust-swollen head of his prick into the warm wet, confines of her mouth,
and making sure her head stayed down with just enough pressure.

   "You see," he whispered softly, "it's not so bad as all that now is it?
You just suck on it like it's an ice cream cone."

   Jassy had never felt so debased and humiliated in her entire life, for
despite her protests, Scott had actually forced her into taking his huge
cock into her mouth!  Despite her desire to get back at Dirk Mulligan for
his behavior, she certainly hadn't expected Scott would be so rough with
her.  Now, incredibly, he continued to shove his thickly distended dick
further into her tightly resistant mouth, all the while keeping her head
firmly in place with his hand.

   For the first time, Jassy began to think that perhaps Scott, too, was
only using her for his own lustful ends.  Maybe he had been leading her
along, playing on her adoration for him, just to get her to let him fuck
her pussy.  Were all men alike?  Were the charming Scott Thorpe and the
brawny Dirk Mulligan really alike under the skin, liars and hypocrites,
saying one thing and doing something else?  Using anything available to
confuse and seduce a woman?  Hot tears of anguish formed in the corners of
her eyes as the full thickness of the amoral man's lewdly swollen prick was
pressed insistently into her mouth.

   "Oh, yeah, baby, suck on it.  That's it, just close your lips around it
gently and I'll do all the work for you.  Just suck real nice.  Oooooohhhh,
real nice!"

   With a miserable sinking feeling, Jassy realized she had no choice but
to go through with what he commanded.  After all, she and she alone had
gotten herself into this, and it was useless to speculate on the why's and
wherefore's of the situation.  She was under Scott's control now, and she
had no one to blame but herself.  The tears trickled down her cheeks again
as Scott began to thrust his naked shaft in and out of her fearfully ovaled
mouth.

   Shutting her eyes, she tried to do as he asked, letting her lips close
around the massive intruder, and trying not to gag as its bulky hotness
filled her constricted throat.  After all, she did want to have him do this
to her, didn't she?  No matter what she thought about the man who was doing
this to her now, first and foremost were Dirk's selfish unreasonable
concerns over her.  Nothing mattered now, did it?  If she was forced into
sucking Scott's cock like a whore, like a whore, like a prostitute, wasn't
it Dirk who was really to blame?

   Consumed once again with the desire to have revenge, the miner's
daughter began to consciously suck on the fuck-hungry rich man's prick with
more enthusiasm, finding, as she relaxed, that it wasn't so difficult to
encompass the hotly swollen bulk within her mouth and let it travel lewdly
down her throat as Scott bucked and fucked into her clasping mouth. 
Opening her eyes, she was greeted by the obscene spectacle of Scott's
thickly pulsing cock disappearing past her nose and into her open mouth,
like a dark, vicious monster.

   The obscene image seemed to create a kind of perverse response in the
innocent blonde, triggering a strange chain reaction of sensuality deep in
her loins.  Instinctively, she began to bring her head forward to meet his
thrusts, spurred on by the knowledge that she was getting back at Dirk for
his cruel deception, and finding her young body growing more and more
wildly aroused by the minute.

   Deeper and deeper his hotly fucking shaft drove into her mouth, rasping
down the back of her wetly contracting throat.  The lewd pleasure in her
loins grew and grew, making the newly awakened girl feel like a wanton,
sensual creature.  Strange sensations of lewdness, as if she actually was a
whore, surged through her voluptuous body, and she reveled in the shameless
feelings.  Maybe Dirk would think more of her if she was a prostitute,
someone like the kind of immoral woman Amanda Woods must be.

   In that moment, she knew she was no longer an innocent little mountain
girl anymore.  She was a grown-up woman, for wasn't she actually sucking
Scott Thorpe's cock?  This obscene new fantasy thrilled her even more, and
she redoubled her intense sucking on the jaded millionaire's violently
thrusting prick, her cheeks expanding and hollowing excitedly, as if she
knew by instinct exactly what to do to please her licentious lover.

   Scott reached his hands around her bent over body and began to softly
massage her ecstatically quivering titties, until he could feel the nipples
grow hard and stiff with desire beneath the thin cotton dress she wore. 
Responding with mounting sensuality, Jassy began to squirm shamelessly,
giving herself over to the thrilling sensations of debasement that were
rippling through every part of her hotly tingling body.  Greedily, she
started to swirl her tongue around the heavily throbbing tip of Scott's
lust-swollen cock-head, feeling it grow harder as it quivered in obscene
response.

   "You sure learn fast, baby," he murmured encouragingly.  "Oh, yeah,
baby, you sure learn fast.  And soon I'm gonna cum gorgeous, yeah, I'm
gonna cum in your sweet fucking mouth!"

   The temporarily abated love she had felt for the handsome city man now
returned with even greater force as her young body became filled with
overwhelmingly erotic sensations.  Despite her initial resistance to his
request, the more she slaved at his hotly naked prick, feeling its hard
caress in the inside of her mouth, the more she loved it, craved it.  The
shamelessly awakened woman instinctively let her tongue swipe at his
lust-stiffened staff with more and more expertise, and, tentatively, she
touched the wide base of it with one hand, feeling it quiver until she was
sure it was near the bursting point.  Thrilled by its massive girth, Jassy
took almost all of the lust-throbbing shaft deep into her throat, ignoring
the choking feeling as she proudly, lovingly continued her obscene sucking.


   Great swirls of heat were building deep inside of Scott's cum-filled
balls now, and he smiled and grunted in smug satisfaction.  This
inexperienced little miner's daughter, at his command, was giving him one
of the most exciting blow-jobs of his life.  He realized that almost any
man he knew would give his eye-teeth to have a sexy little chick like Jassy
suck him in her very own bedroom, and the thought thrilled him and filled
his ego even more than Amanda could.  The muscles of his belly tightened in
unbearable excitement now, and he groaned and thrust his loins forward with
Jerky, involuntary movements as the clinging wetness of Jassy's ovaled lips
closed repeatedly over the throbbing sensitivity of his prick.  The
hungrily sucking blonde's tongue on the outstroke was taking nerve-tingling
licks that made his sensitive cock-head jerk and twitch obscenely.

   "Suck it baby, suck it good!" he hissed.  Despite the fact that he had
initially wanted to fuck the innocent girl, the fact that he had, changed
his mind at the last minute had been a stroke of genius.  He had two more
months left in which to fuck her.

   Meanwhile the greedily slavering girl, still sucking in total
submission, began to be filled with a strangely blissful sensation.  There
was a distinct wetness growing in the confines of her never fucked
pussyhole, and she unconsciously began to rub her thighs together, pressing
them tight so that the small mound of her hair-trimmed cunt was squeezed
and rubbed lewdly by her panties and thighs, increasing the obscene
pleasure she felt.  Inwardly now, she felt she was mistaken to have
mistrusted both Scott and Dirk.  Scott, though strangely harsh with her, it
was true, had shown her the delights and pleasures a man could offer her.
The smitten blonde knew that he was only doing it to break through her
naiveté, so that they could share the full joys of love.  For Dirk however,
she still only felt the deepest contempt.

   Scott moved one arm around Jassy's trembling body, and by stretching a
bit was able to slip his hand up under her short house-dress.  His fingers
edged toward the wet, panty-covered triangle of her blondely furred cunt,
and slipped unerringly up beneath the tight elastic legband until they
touched the damp nakedness of Jassy's hotly excited pussy.

   "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...  mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned into the heavily
pulsating hardness of Scott's cock.  The tip of his extended fingers
slipped easily into the already cum-drenched wetness of Jassy's cunt,
worming slowly up between her sensitive pussylips to find the tingling bud
of nerve-endings that formed her clit, flicking and rubbing there until the
young blonde thought she would go out of her mind with pleasure.  She
squirmed and wriggled, parting her legs as much as was possible.

   Thorpe's fingers twisted and turned as he felt Jassy's hot, slippery
pussy flesh, throbbing beneath them.  Back and forth they slid, creating a
heated friction up between the blonde's quivering legs that caused a
wicked, forbidden excitation there.  The wildly aroused girl felt her loins
begin to rage with a smoldering fire that threatened to make her melt in
its obscene heat.  Then, as Scott began to call to her with an intense
fervor in his voice, Jassy felt a strange masochistic wildness take hold of
her body as she lay with his thickly jerking cock stuffed in her mouth and
his fingers playing salaciously with her streaming hot cunt.  She began to
grunt excitedly with each worming probe of his finger against her tingling
pussy flesh and at that moment, nothing else existed in the world but her
and the lewdly working mine owner's son as they writhed and twisted on the
bed with galvanic desire.

   "Hot little bitch!" Scott growled obscenely.  "I knew you were a hot
little bitch right from the start!" He was lost, too, in the blind passion
of bringing this tender young beauty to cum, trying to time it with his
own, which he knew was only seconds away.  Grinning in the dimness, the
unscrupulous man moved his finger downward and suddenly found and
penetrated the tight, warm virgin hole of Jassy's cunt, feeling the
un-stretched circle of pussy flesh give way reluctantly to his searching
fingers.

   The blonde mountain girl groaned and jerked forward against him,
pressing the soft resiliency of her thighs tight against his hand in a
spasmodic opening and closing.  Her head began to rise and fall more
quickly, her mouth gaping wide and then closing firmly around the massively
swollen hardness of his raging cock.  Her tongue lashed with swirling fury
against his tender flesh, creating a tumultuous response deep inside
Scott's heavy cum-bloated balls.

   He knew she was on the brink of cumming and he thrust his fingers higher
still, wriggling them around against the tight slippery inner walls of her
virgin pussy.  He heard her utter a low guttural moan that was cut off at
the last minute by a long, soulful gasp as Scott jerked his hips rapidly
upward into her mouth.  The moment had arrived!  His hot scalding juice
began its mad race upward from the sanctity of his softly dangling balls,
streaming wildly toward the top of his pulsating shaft.  Suddenly white hot
streams of it spurted into the helplessly sucking girl's open mouth.  He
let his free hand tangle cruelly in her golden hair, insuring that her head
stayed, down on his throbbing loins as he pushed his wildly pumping cock
all the way to the back of her straining mouth.

   Jassy went on sucking him wildly as his boiling cum-juice emptied lewdly
into the wetness of her mouth.  She was so torridly aroused that the
presence of the scalding cum did not shock her in the slightest, rather it
was just one more fantastic thrill that blended incredibly with the torrent
of obscene sensuality that held her mind and body in its sway.  Her own cum
started deep in her finger-filled belly and rose in a flood that engulfed
her body completely.  It seemed to be everywhere at once, in the tingling
contractions of her insanely clasping pussy, in her own fingers that
gripped the hotly spurting shaft of Scott's thickly jerking prick, and in
her mouth that now received his lewd cum willingly, wantonly!

   After an eternity of pleasure, Scott sighed softly as he squeezed the
last drops from his fully sated cock into Jassy's gulping throat.  She had
sucked him completely dry and he had never felt so satisfied in his life.

   "Not bad for a beginner," he said finally.  "Not bad at all."

   Jassy sat up with a little difficulty.  Her body still trembled from
head to foot, and she was surprised when she gained full consciousness and
remembered where she was.  How wonderful it had been, how incredible!  In
her mouth she could still taste the bitter-sweet tang of his cock-fluid
lingering on her tongue.  How oddly good it tasted!  Scott Thorpe, she
knew, had awakened her to the full joys of life, and she would always love
him for it. * * * * * Later that night, long after Scott had cum in Jassy's
greedily sucking mouth and Amanda and Dirk had fucked one more time, Amanda
and Dirk went down to the kitchen to have a brandy and coffee before going
to sleep.

   "Here's to us," she said, raising her brandy in toast, "and thanks for
giving an unbearable two months some hope."

   "My pleasure," he replied, clinking his glass lightly with hers, then
taking a sip of the potent drink.  "You know, Amanda, I really hadn't been
looking forward to you and Scott coming at all.  I thought you two would be
real city jerks, but I was wrong.  You are all right."

   "Meaning me, but not Scott, I gather."

   "Well, I've never met a woman like you before, and I must say you've
done wonders for me.  I feel like a new man."

   "Thanks, honey.  As a matter of fact, the feeling is mutual.  It's been
marvelous for me, too."

   Surprisingly, the seductive female realized that her words were not
altogether untrue.  Amanda found herself growing rather fond of the
somewhat naive, handsome miner seated next to her at the kitchen table.  He
had proven himself to be a formidable lover, satisfying her deeply, and his
sincerity and integrity had touched the jaded redhead in a way that was
vaguely disturbing.  Particularly after the immature petulance she always
encountered with Scott, Dirk Mulligan was a refreshing change of pace.

   "Perhaps I'll visit here sometime," she said softly, pressing her
voluptuous body against his shoulder with intimate closeness.

   "Maybe when I get enough saved up, I'll pay you a visit in the city."

   Amanda found herself somewhat at a loss for words, and realized to her
dismay that she had allowed herself to become somewhat emotionally involved
with the miner in just a couple of short days.  And that was something she
had always sworn would never happen.  The sultry female also knew that if
Dirk realized what Scott was up to with the innocent girls of the village,
his feelings about her would change drastically.  And suddenly she was
afraid of that change.

   CHAPTER SIX

   The next week was so busy for the four in the boardinghouse that none of
them even had the chance or inclination to fuck.  Even Scott, who would
normally screw on a dime was so tired at the end of each day that he only
managed to make it home for dinner before he fell into bed exhausted.  But
even in this exhausted state, he still had time to be infatuated with the
pretty blonde miner's daughter, Jassy Newquay.  He didn't love her, and it
was doubtful that he would ever love anyone but himself, but he wanted her,
desired her for her body and her sweet little virgin cherry; because he had
changed his mind Sunday night and had had her suck his cock instead of
fucking her, it was delicious torture for him.  He knew that when he
finally did fuck her pussy on the weekend, she was going to be one of the
best fucks he had ever had.  It was the thought of Jassy's cunt that got
him through the week of hard work, harder work than he'd ever been used to
in his life.  If it hadn't been for Jassy, he probably would never have
been able to stick it out.

   Amanda had noticed this preoccupation Scott had with Jassy.  She saw the
looks they gave each other, the way Scott's eyes followed Jassy's
sensuously swaying hips when she walked or her huge luscious titties when
Jassy served them dinner at night and she was worried.  She had never seen
Scott so enthralled by a woman before.  Had the rather quaint miner's
daughter been able to do what every other woman he'd ever met had failed
in? Had she captured his heart?  It couldn't be, Scott was much too selfish
to ever fall in love.  But still the evidence was a little too damning to
just laugh it off.  She had tried finding out from Scott himself, but he
would just mumble and turn away.  Amanda was worried.  If Scott really had
fallen for the little blonde, and decided to marry her, heaven forbid, then
old Amanda here would be out of a job.  She liked her job keeping Scott
Thorpe out of trouble too much to let him ruin it for her.  She was going
to have to make sure that he didn't.  And she had a plan.  She was going to
discredit the little virgin right in front of Scott right on the spot where
he had licked the bitch's cunt,

   Amanda looked at the mine entrance for the umpteenth time and shivered.
She'd been waiting here for Jassy for fifteen minutes now and she was
getting impatient.  She had asked the girl to meet her there saying that
last weekend she had dropped a ring in the mine and needed to find it.  The
"ring" had belonged to Scott's mother and he would be furious if he found
out that she had lost it.  Of course there really was no ring, but Jassy
didn't know that so she had agreed to meet her at the adit shack and take
her down in the mine to help her find it.  Poor little idiot.  Actually,
Amanda was rather looking forward to her little plan, and the girl had a
luscious body and Amanda had plans to use it!

   Amanda heard the sound of footsteps coming lightly up the road and she
whirled to see who it was.  It was Jassy Newquay, her blonde hair
glistening in the sunlight, her figure swaying with that particular
sensuous walk of hers.  She smiled as she saw Amanda looking at her and
hurried up to where she was standing.

   "Morning, Amanda," she smiled politely.  She wasn't yet sure that she
liked the red-headed woman and she didn't quite know how to treat her.  "We
really shouldn't be down in the mina when it's deserted like it is today."

   "I know," Amanda sighed.  "But I really do need that ring.  It'll be
okay, this once, won't it?"

   "Yeah, I think so," Jassy said reassuringly.  "Come on, let's go find
that ring of yours."

   They rode the cage-like elevator in silence, staring at the surrounding
rock walls of the shaft, each lost in her own thoughts.  It wasn't until
they had already entered the main gallery and were walking down the
step-like slope to a lower level, that Amanda started the wheels of her
lascivious plan.

   "Scott told me that he licked your pussy here after we all left the mine
last week," she said quietly.

   Jassy stopped dead in her tracks, a flush spreading on her surprised
face.  How had Amanda found out about that?  Had Scott really told her? 
Had he told her what else they had done?

   "Yeah, he said you had a real sweet cunt.  Real sweet!" she repeated
enjoying the effect she knew she was having on the blond girl.

   "What are you talking about?" Jassy turned suddenly to face her.

   "That you liked having your pussy licked.  Scott has a most talented
tongue.  I've enjoyed it many times myself."

   Jassy put her hand against the cold rock wail to steady herself as
Amanda came closer to her, a licentious gleam in her eyes.

   "But you know, Jassy, a woman has never really been licked until she has
had the tongue of another woman fucking into her pussy!" Amanda reached up
and with deliberate, mesmerizing slowness, she removed her own clothes
before she began to unbutton the front of Jassy's dress.

   Jassy was powerless to move, she just stood there as if in a dream and
watched as Amanda finished unbuttoning her dress and before she could stop
her had slipped it off her shoulders to the mine floor.  As the cold air of
the mine touched her near naked skin, she came to her senses.  She tried to
make a run for it, but Amanda saw it coming and grabbed her by the top of
her skimpy nylon panties.  Jassy felt them rip from her hips but she didn't
care.  She wanted to get out of there!

   "Jassy, what's the town going to say when you go running through with no
clothes on?"

   Jassy stopped.  Amanda was right.  She would never be able to face
anyone ever again.  She heard Amanda coming up behind her, and gently,
Amanda reached out with her slender white arms and took Jassy's soft,
vulnerably quaking body into a comforting embrace, drawing the girl close
so that their naked bodies touched intimately, and the tips of their hugely
thrusting titties rubbed sensuously together.  Then the experienced redhead
began to cover Jassy's face with delicate soft kisses while her curious
hands began to wander freely over the sloping curve of the blonde's naked
back.  Jassy shook in automatic response.  She didn't stop her though, she
couldn't.  She would just have to bear it through to the end, and she bit
her lip to keep from crying out in an agony of shame as Amanda kissed her
neck with warm wet kisses and blew teasing wisps of air into her ear.

   Then, without warning, she kissed the confused girl fully on the lips,
and she stiffened, her trembling body in rigid shock.  Yet, even as she
shook in shameful horrification, a little ripple of pleasure ran
unexpectedly through her.  The softness of Amanda's lips on hers was
strangely sensual, and in spite of herself, she was totally surprised to
experience hints of involuntary pleasure.

   How Can this be?  she thought in confusion, as Amanda pushed her down
against the cold mine floor and continued her lewd seduction.  How can I
possible find anything pleasurable in a woman's kiss?  Instinctively, the
naked blonde pressed her lips up against the older woman's ovaled mouth and
was completely startled to feel herself again begin to tingle with
excitement, this strange, unexplainable excitement.  Starting from deep in
her pussy, a delicious pulsing heat seemed to come from nowhere to fill
every part of her with desire.  It was an incredible sensation and
unconsciously the miner's daughter pressed her curious mouth harder against
Amanda's, even allowing her slender arms to encircle the naked shoulders of
the voluptuous city woman.  She was surprised at the velvety texture of
Amanda's skin under her fingers, and now Jassy's mind spun with a mixture
of confusion and steadily increasing pleasure.  How was it possible that
under these particular circumstances she could actually like being made
love to by a woman?  It was wrong to allow herself ever to have these
feelings, wasn't it?  Yet, her body seemed to be functioning out of her
conscious control now, forcing her to enjoy, even want the salacious touch
of this worldly redhead.

   Amanda could feel Jassy beginning to accept the pleasure she was
experiencing and drew her into a more lewd embrace and soon their naked
flesh was stimulated with steadily mounting passion, as their aroused
bodies shimmered with irresistible, torrid excitement and they mixed their
tongues in long and deep French kisses.  They were fast losing themselves
in the fantastic bliss they were finding in each other's naked body.  Jassy
would never have thought it was possible that she could respond like this
with the brazen woman whom she had seen being so wildly fucked by her
friend.  She hated Amanda!  How then, could she feel so wonderful?  Yet
these disturbing thoughts were brushed aside as Amanda bent down and began
to suck intimately on the girl's firm little nipples, losing herself
contentedly in the sweet supple flesh and letting her eager mouth move
freely over one sensuous tit and then the other.  Then she began to lick
downwards with her lewdly searching tongue making a wetly glistening trail
down the curving plane of Jassy's whitely trembling belly until it touched
the soft golden triangle of her pussyhairs that surrounded the hotly
twitching hole of Jassy's cunt

   "Pleaseeee, sttopppppppppp!" the tormented blonde protested suddenly
coming to her senses at the sensations of Amanda's mouth and tongue probing
lewdly at her pussy, and once more she struggled in resistance, closing her
legs and straggling to rise but in the next second, Amanda darted out her
tongue, and it touched hotly on the petal-like folds of Jassy's defenseless
pussy.

   "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm," the startled blonde moaned.  The touch of the older
woman's spearing tongue on her trembling cunt flesh was like being jolted
with a cattle prod and a wave of ecstasy burned in every inch of her naked
body, obliterating her doubts in its wake.  A radiant heat of pleasure
simmered in her loins as the amorous redhead traveled the entire length of
her cunt-split with her expertly lapping tongue.

   "Mmmmmmmmoooooaaaaaaaaaa!" Jassy moaned as her tiny clit began to throb
with overpowering waves of obscene pleasure.  Her sense of shame was gone
now, and she could only surrender to the overwhelming sensations of torrid
lust that Amanda was causing with her slippery working tongue.  Moments
later, the hungrily sucking redhead darted her tongue into Jassy's
still-unfucked pussy, making her cry out again with unwanted arousal. 
Jolting flashes of unbearable sensual heat surged through the squirming
blonde's hotly throbbing body, and she gave herself up to the wetly probing
tongue, spreading her legs wider to receive more of the ravishing ecstasy
that she had no strength or will to refuse.

   Suddenly, the wildly licking redhead removed her face from Jassy's
cum-drenched pussy and straddling the gasping blonde, placed her hungrily
twitching cunt right over Jassy's mouth.  Then, supported on her elbows,
the sex-driven redhead bent down and immediately began to lick hungrily
once more at the wetly quivering pussy-flesh and at the same time moved her
own cunt ever closer to Jassy's mouth.  Jassy moved her head away in sudden
repulsion.  How could she bring herself to lick another woman's cunt?  It
seemed impossible, but in the next instant Amanda lowered her pussy
directly onto Jassy's mouth, and the shame-racked blonde had no choice but
to lick her pussy.  The pungent aroma of Amanda's cunt drifted up into her
nostrils, and timidly, struggling to repress her deep sense of revulsion,
she pushed her tongue out onto the older woman's cum-glistening pussy
flesh. At first, the tormented blonde grimaced, from the tartness she
tasted, but then, as Amanda's frenzied tongue-fucking made fresh ripples of
lust surge through her own frame, she began to explore the older woman's
cunt, rimming her tongue around the delicate strands of rust-colored pussy
hairs that lined the softly pulsing cleft.

   Finding the torridly erected bud of Amanda's clit, she brushed her
tongue lightly over it and was both shocked and fascinated by it as it
responded with visible little twitches of pleasure.  She could hear the
shameless redhead begin to moan in pleasure as well, and this stimulated
her into probing even further with her inexperienced tongue.  Charged with
wild sexual desire, Amanda began to drive her tongue downward into Jassy's
helplessly responding pussy, nearly out of her mind with pleasure now that
the blonde was returning the lurid tongue-fuck.  She whirled her tongue in
and out, and up and down, driving her to unexpected and totally
irresistible heights of pleasure.  Pleasure she had never known existed.

   "Oooooohhhhhhh!" Jassy moaned in ecstasy, totally consumed now by the
fires of unimaginable passion.  Every inch of her body was blazing with
uncontrollable lust, wilder even than when Scott had eaten her pussy, and
now she became consumed with desire, and she began flicking her tongue
upwards into Amanda's hungrily clasping pussy, reveling obscenely as her
mouth pressed into the redhead's luscious cunt.  Nothing mattered now, all
she cared about was the cum, spreading like wildfire through her loins.

   Jassy drove her extended tongue upwards into Amanda's greedily clutching
cunt with savage intensity, exploring every inch of the tongue-fucking
redhead's hot juicy pussyhole.  Amanda, meanwhile, moaned ceaselessly in
shameless delight as the throbbing walls of her cunt began to expand and
contract with increased pleasure.  Excruciating spasms of desire began to
jolt through her wantonly twisting body, and she knew she was going to cum
soon.

   "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." she sighed into Jassy's hot cunt, redoubling her
frantic sucking and plunging her lewdly darting tongue into every available
corner of the blonde's wetly pulsing hole.

   Suddenly, Amanda began to groan with an almost insane intensity as her
insanely throbbing cunt walls sizzled with flashes of unbearable pleasure.
Her cum was close, and she redoubled her efforts by plunging her greedy
tongue deep into Jassy's wetly clutching pussy flesh.

   "Nnnnnnnnnnaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhhh!" the wildly cumming redhead grunted
as her mind-shattering release began to shudder through her.

   At the same time, Jassy mewled as she undulated her own nakedly gleaming
body up and down in frantic pleading on the mine floor, her cunt on fire
with uncontrollable lust.  She felt as if she was being buried under tons
of lust, consumed by a raging fire of lust!  She was cumming, cumming,
cumming out of her mind!

   Afterwards, Jassy lay on her belly on the mine floor, not even feeling
the cold, so completely exhausted and unable to move was she.  Her breath
came in short gasps as she tried to get her mind to focus on reality.

   Despite the overwhelming pleasure she had just experienced with Amanda
Woods, sensations so thrilling that she was surprised to find herself even
liking the wanton redhead, Jassy wanted desperately to get away from her.
She was just about to move when a voice coming from the direction of the
main gallery stopped her.

   "No wonder little blondie here was so dumb about making it with a man.
She likes going down on the ladies," the cruel voice of Scott Thorpe said,
and both women looked up as he stepped from behind the support timber and
faced them.

   "Scott!" Jassy said, fear cracking her voice.  Beside her the redhead's
eyes gleamed triumphantly--her plan to have Scott find the two of them
making it together had worked!

   "You bitch!  I really thought you were something.  For the first time in
my life, I was beginning to like a woman almost better than myself and all
that time you were servicing Amanda's hot little cunt." The hate in his
eyes terrified the young blonde.  "I don't like people who make fools out
of me.  And you can believe that I make them pay for it."

   Scott moved towards them again, this time removing his clothes as he
went, so that by the time he stood over the two naked women, he too was
without clothes.

   "Amanda, get out of the way, this is between Jassy here and me."

   "Please, Scott," Jassy moaned piteously, "let me explain.  Please!"

   "Now, Jassy," he leered, still fondling his achingly erect prick, "I
want to pay you back for what you did to me."

   "But you're wrong," she sobbed into the floor, "terribly, terribly
wrong."

   "Listen sweetheart," Scott sneered as he stood nakedly over her, his
hugely pulsing cock swaying frighteningly before him.  "We've just gotten
started.  You are a hot little cunt, aren't you?  Well, it's time we
started in on some real fucking!"

   He sat down beside her and reached out once more to stroke her whitely
trembling flesh.  His hands ran up and down her long slender legs, coming
to rest in the soft crack between her ass cheeks.

   "But you want to save your cherry for the ladies," he murmured, half to
himself as the tip of his finger touched Jassy's puckered ass circle.

   "Aaaaaaaammmmmmmmm..." Jassy gasped as his finger pressed obscenely at
the tiny hole.  "Scott, what are you doing?"

   But Scott had no intention of explaining his actions to her.  His mind
became filled with lewd ideas as he pressed his finger curiously at her
asshole.  It had been a long time since he'd fucked a woman in the ass, and
he could think of no better way of getting even with the little blonde.

   "Stick your ass up," he ordered.

   "What?" Jassy asked, not understanding what he meant.

   "I said put your ass in the air!"

   Puzzled still, Jassy Newquay tried to do as he asked, too weary to
question him any longer.  Slowly, she drew her knees up under herself until
her ass cheeks were waving obscenely in the air, inches from Scott's
leering grin.  She rested her face on the cool ground and found to her
surprise that the position was actually comfortable.  But why was he asking
her to do this?  It made no sense.  In the next moment, however, she felt
his hands pressing at her trembling ass cheeks, roughly spreading them
apart.

   "Scott, why are you doing that?  Why?" Panic-stricken, the trembling
blonde felt him begin to probe in between her widespread ass.  His fingers
now moved obscenely over the open split, teasing and exploring her
sensitive nether flesh.  Her dazed mind sensed in horror that he was going
to do something unthinkable to her, and then, even as she began to dimly
comprehend, his middle finger was pressing experimentally once more at her
tiny puckered asshole, spreading it, teasing it.  Then suddenly, with a
sharp jab, he thrust it cruelly up to the first knuckle into the virginal
hole.

   "Stopppppppp!" she screamed in agonized torment.  "Oh no!  Nooooooo,
pleassssseeeeeeeeeeee!"

   But the lust-driven man was not about to stop.  Savagely he wormed his
finger in further, forcing the tight little opening to expand unwillingly
at the insistent pressure.  Jassy grimaced in pain and cried out over and
over, but her cries for mercy only caused him to move his finger around
still further in the dark, defensively clenching confines.  The rubbery
outer lips yielded a little beneath his obscene prodding and, encouraged,
he forced his finger in even further.

   "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" she screamed in agony, trying desperately to
scramble from the ground to escape the unbearable torture, but Scott held
her firmly with his free hand on the small of her back and continued his
pitiless attack with his cruelly worming middle finger.  Jassy tried moving
about in some way to alleviate the pain, but nothing seemed to help.  She
had never felt anything so painful in her life: she did not know how much
more she could bear.  Wave after wave of shame washed over her nakedly
trembling body, and fresh tears sprang to her eyes as he forced another
finger up inside beside the first.  This was worse than anything that had
happened so far, for her entire ass was spread open, and the lust-hungry
Scott was fucking his fingers in and out of her obscenely stretched
asshole.

   Finally, Scott pulled his fingers backward until they popped out. 
Jassy's still-clenching ass closed up again behind the withdrawal, and a
blissful relief seemed to spread through her, but now that they were gone,
she was surprised to feel a strange kind of pleasure in her loins.  There
was something about her position that was causing it, something about the
way she was so obscenely positioned.  The curl-fringed lips of her pussy
were also spread apart, thanks to the kneeling position she was in, and she
felt completely at the mercy of whatever the mine owner's son had in mind
for her.

   In spite of her shame, Jassy wondered if the moment hadn't arrived when
Scott was finally going to fuck her, and even though he had behaved
brutally to her, she suddenly began to look forward to the feel of his cock
in her pussy.  All her misgivings seemed to flee once more before the
prospect of finally getting fucked in the cunt.  Her tensely throbbing
pussy felt open and empty and she longed to feel his huge prick itself in
her at last, even from behind.  In fact, she thought she would go crazy
with frustration now if he didn't.

   "Ooooohhhhh!  Fuck my pussy now Scott!  Please fuck my pussy now!" she
screamed out and wiggled her ass cheeks in salacious invitation.

   Scott moved up behind her with mounting excitement as she invitingly,
lewdly, rotated her trembling white ass cheeks in obscene encouragement. 
He knew now, in triumph, that he had accomplished one of his goals--to turn
the innocent little virgin into a writhing mass of fuck-hungry flesh.

   Driven half-mad with desire, Jassy reached behind her blindly and
grabbed onto the massive shaft of his prick.  It was huge!  So thick! 
Shivering with anticipation, she held on to the massive shaft and tried to
position her hungrily yearning hole so that he could fuck up into her
quickly and easily.  She had to have it inside her!  She had to!

   "Hold on, Jassy," Scott growled down at her, prying her fingers loose.
"I'm going to save your pussy for another day."

   Holding his hotly throbbing prick in his hand, he prided it into the
soft crevice between her asscheeks and placed the huge tip at the brown
puckered hole of her ass.  When Jassy realized in terror, what he had in
mind, she froze.

   "No, Scott!  Yon can't!  You can't!"

   "Sorry kid, but I can do anything I want."

   Leering up like a madman, he watched as his cock took up a big space in
the soft yielding crevice, working its way into the tightness of her
virginal asshole.  Jassy began to plead desperately beneath him, but he
only laughed derisively at her protests.  The whitely ballooning cheeks of
her ass remained perfectly positioned for his cock, while he pressed hard
against the tiny, tightly resisting circle.  His balls ached with hot
excitement, and his prick was tingling lewdly all along the shaft.  In the
next second, he pushed with all his strength, and his thickly pulsing shaft
surged forward, the swollen red tip popping inside her clenching asshole
with a sudden, brutal thrust!

   "Nnnnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Jassy wailed in pain, her face
contorted in pain, pain that spread to every part of her nakedly quivering
body.

   Ignoring her cries of pain, Scott threw himself forward so that his cock
sped inward, halfway at first, then finally ramming all the way into the
tight dark passage, pushing the resistantly clenched flesh in waves ahead
of it until suddenly, with an ass-flattening halt, he had plunged in as far
as he could possibly go.

   Jassy shrieked in pain as the massively pulsing shaft lay buried all the
way up in her pain-filled asshole.  It seemed to fill her insides
completely, she imagined she could even feel his cock all the way up into
her throat!  She felt completely impaled, and her muscles contracted wildly
in torture around it.

   Scott moaned with pleasure, letting his heavily throbbing hardness pulse
in triumph in the painful depths of her body.  He closed his eyes and
abandoned himself to the luxurious sensation of her tightly clasping
asslips, rippling rhythmically around his prick.  He began to fuck into her
slowly at first, then with increasing speed, sawed mercilessly into the
writhing hotness of her cock-stretched asshole.

   Biting her lip to keep from crying out, Jassy knew she would never be
the same again.  Scott Thorpe had taken her to the lowest possible level of
human degradation, and no amount of pleading or begging, she knew, would
get him to stop this terrible ass-fucking he was subjecting her to.  But
she knew somewhere deep inside herself that it was all her fault.  She got
herself into this, now she had to take the consequences.  She was here
because she wanted to be here.  She had started the affair with Scott
Thorpe and she would have to see it through.  Maybe, she thought, maybe if
I relax and cooperate with him, it'll be all over sooner and won't hurt so
much.

   Sucking in a breath of air and making a grimace she began grinding her
wide-split asscheeks back toward him, thrusting back into the pain instead
of away from it.

   "All right, Jassy, way to do it!" Scott shouted.  "Fuck me back!  Fuck
me back!"

   Charged with lust, he watched the puckered skin of her little round
asshole draw back with his cock, clutching it as if it didn't want him to
come out.  At first, the pressure had been almost unbearable, but now it
was exhilarating.  Scott watched obscenely as his brutally fucking prick
disappeared into her backward-thrusting ass, all the way in up to the hilt
and then out again.  Surges of savage passion rocked his lean, athletic
body as he increased the tempo of his brutal fucking, and his mind reeled
with obscene thoughts and images, and he had been worried about finding a
good fuck in Beaulea!

   Suddenly, Jassy felt the pain in her asshole easing up a little.  The
searing white flashes were gone now, and as Scott continued to screw her
mercilessly with his brutally thrusting prick, a strange kind of pleasure
began to grow deep inside her.  It wasn't like the other sensations she had
come to know in the past week, but equally as pleasurable.

   "Oooohhhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhhhh," she crooned, as tiny, sharp rippling
bursts of passion began shooting through her.  "Oh, yes...  yes.  Fuck my
asshole.  Yesssssss, fuck my asssssssss!"

   Pounding furiously into her tightly clutching ass-circle, Scott was
exhilarated by his dominant position.  Sharp flashes of lewd desire
spiraled through his mercilessly driving prick as he drove it in and out of
her tight ass with ever-increasing fury, and he ground his hips back and
forth, up and down.  His hotly swinging balls ached obscenely and his
lurchingly swollen cock tingled with a thousand sizzling sparks of pleasure
while Jassy moaned incoherently before him, grinding her asscheeks back to
meet his brutal thrusts.

   You are the hottest little cunt!" he cried in triumph.  "Fuck you!"

   Scott, nearly out of his mind with pleasure, knew he couldn't hold back
his cum much longer, and he began to screw furiously into Jassy's violently
squirming asshole, battering her hotly quaking ass with his hands, digging
his fingers hard and cruelly into her naked flesh.  His breath came in
short bursts as he pulled her already wide-spread ass cheeks further apart
with his thumbs and fucked her even more.

   "I'm cumming...  Aaaaaaaaaoooorrrrrgggghhhhhhhhh!"

   Thrusting like a mad man, the delirious mine owner's son squirted wave
after wave of boiling cum deep into the twisting blonde's forever-stretched
asshole.  Jassy screamed out in pleasure as sensuous thrills ravaged every
part of her ass as well as her strangely responding pussy.  She was cumming
too, wildly, unbelievable, her cunt walls palpitating while the climaxing
man above her jetted endless streams of scalding hot juices deep into her
wildly clenching asshole.

   When it was done, they both collapsed against each other, his prick
still buried lewdly in her still-milking asshole.  Finally, he withdrew it,
and lay panting on the floor of the mine.

   Jassy too, lay panting at his side.  She closed her eyes wearily for a
moment and must have gone to sleep.  Later, she was vaguely aware of
movements around her and when she awoke, she was alone.  Amanda and Scott
had left her lying naked on the floor of the mine.  Sadly, she gathered her
clothes together and after putting them on, she left the scene of her shame
and went back up to the surface.  It was like heaven, she thought, looking
up at the sky and smiling, the cool fresh air, and the mine where she had
been fucked so heartlessly, was hell.

   CHAPTER SEVEN

   Jassy had managed to stumble home without anyone seeing her in town. 
The house seemed deserted when she first stepped in, but then she heard the
sound of Dirk's snoring coming from upstairs as she tiptoed to her room. 
She needed a shower, she felt so dirty that she walked straight through her
room to the bathroom, not even looking at herself in the mirror.  When she
did though, she had to laugh because though her face was clean, the rest of
her body was covered with coal dust!

   The water in the shower was warm, and it beat down hard on Jassy's
bruised, coal-dust covered flesh.  Every tingling drop, as it cascaded off
her sore aching body, only served to remind the girl of what seemed to be
other, deeper, although invisible wounds.  She had washed and washed, but
still she felt dirty.  Great shudders of rampant self-disgust swept through
her, and she felt as though she'd aged ten years since she left the house
earlier that day.

   How trusting she'd been when Amanda had asked for her help, she
remembered, hating herself now for her own foolishness.  Each minute had
seemed like an hour.

   Resentfully, she also remembered Scott and the way he had ordered her
about, as though she weren't even a person at all, just an object to
satisfy his perverted sexual whims.  In fact, now that she was safely at
home and at a distance from the lewd acts she had been forced to perform
with Amanda and Scott, Jassy found herself remembering that if it hadn't
been for Amanda and what she had seen Dirk doing to her in her bedroom last
week, there was a good possibility she would never have had to go through
this.

   But she couldn't really convince herself of that.  If nothing else, the
rude events of the past few hours had forced the naive blonde to be totally
honest with herself.  Even though she'd submitted to their lewd seduction,
unwillingly at first, her own body soon began to respond to their lustful
touches of its own accord, indeed even to crave them.  And that was the
worst of it.  Jassy had never dreamed that there could be any separation
between love and fucking.  Because Scott had made her feel so good the
first time she was alone with him in the mine, she assumed she was in love
with him.  How could she have been so foolish?  How could she have
convinced herself, for whatever reasons, that she could ever be happy with
a man as different from her as Scott Thorpe?  It didn't seem possible. 
Thorpe had made an utter fool of her, he and Amanda.  For the first time it
occurred to the young miner's daughter that Amanda had also wronged Dirk
Mulligan, and had possibly been as cruel to him as Scott had been to her.

   As she turned slowly beneath the stinging spray of water, Jassy tried to
think of Dirk as a human being rather than the somewhat stern man who had
appointed himself her guardian after her father's death.  Instead of seeing
him as someone who was just trying to protect her from hurt, as he knew her
father would if he were alive, for the first time she saw him as he truly
was: a gentle man who had sincerely wanted to help her and was concerned
about her.  The blonde, in a flash of revelation, suddenly saw herself more
clearly as well, a willful and somewhat rude young woman who had taken
Dirk's freely offered concern for granted and never, even bothered showing
him how much she really did appreciate all the things he did for her.
It was shocking to think of how much trouble she must have caused him.
Why, looking after her the way he did, he had really cheated himself out of
the kind of wonderful life he deserved, but he hadn't cared, he had stood
with her anyway.  She would never be able to give up that much for an ass

like her.  Dirk was truly wonderful.

   Jassy began to cry again, only this time it wasn't for herself, it was
for Dirk and perhaps for the whole human race of which she suddenly felt
herself undeniably a part.  She cried until her tears felt a part of the
cascading shower water around her, and when the blonde could cry no more,
she stepped out of the shower.

   Her nakedly shining flesh shivered in the comparative cool of the
bathroom after the warm shower, and Jassy reached for a towel to dry
herself.  The soft, thick terrycloth rubbed against her flushed skin as she
looked at herself curiously in the full-length mirror.  There were several
black and blue marks on her arms and thighs, and her blue eyes looked
overly large with fatigue.  Her long blonde hair hung wetly to her cheeks
and the tops of her shoulders as she carefully examined herself.  She
looked for all the traces of the debauchery that Scott and his red-haired
companion had inflicted upon her, and was surprised to note that most of
the changes were interior.

   The bruises, she knew, would go away in time, but the memory of her
seduction in the mine would be forever etched darkly in her memory.  With a
deep sigh, she wrapped and tied a big orange towel around her curving
nakedness and left the bathroom, stepping into her adjoining bedroom.  For
a moment she was taken aback to see the sleeping form of Dirk sprawled upon
her bed.  He must have heard her come in and gotten up to find out where
she had been all day.  She had been in the shower so long, he must have
fallen asleep waiting for her.

   She went to stand beside her bed, looking down at the sleeping man.

   "Poor Dirk," she whispered to him.  "Thank you for being so good to me.
I'm sorry I've been such an ass."

   Jassy felt that she even realized how much more there was of life yet
for her to understand, and she sensed for the first time that perhaps
nobody really ever understood it all.  Yet this thought made her feel
terribly alone, and the sad figure of the handsome miner, lying pale and
exhausted on her bed, made her feel even more strangely melancholic.  He
was all alone too, wasn't he?  Slowly, the pretty young blonde lay down
beside him as the last light of the day was slowly filtering in through the
window.  It was warm and familiarly comfortable in her own bed, and Jassy
eased her aching body, sighing deeply.

   It was wonderful to be back home now in her little room, with Dirk right
there beside her.  She turned on her side and gazed with curiosity at his
face.  He looked younger to her somehow, with his features relaxed in
sleep. From time to time, apparently dreaming, his expression would change
and Jassy watched attentively as he muttered and called her name.

   "No, Jassy!  No!" he cried in his sleep, and then he began to thrash
around restlessly so that Jassy had to move to her side of the bed to keep
from being struck.

   Oh Dirk, she thought sadly.  Have I ruined your life for you?

   Tenderly, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.  What a wonderful
friend he'd been to her, and how she'd abused his friendship, instead of
fighting his concern, she should have trusted him, particularly about Scott
Thorpe.  How simple everything would have been if she'd only listened to
him.  Soothingly, the young girl patted Dirk's shirt-sleeves arm.  But to
her surprise, the sleeping man suddenly enfolded her small form in his arms
and began to shower kisses on her face!

   "Dirk wake up!" she said, trying to pull away from him.

   But Dirk, caught up in the thrall of his dream, and operating from a
completely unconscious level, continued to kiss Jassy's soft cheeks.  Then
incredibly, his searching tongue found Jassy's parted lips and slipped
inside, probing fervently beyond her clenched teeth, seeking her own tongue
and swirling heatedly within until the startled young blonde began to moan
helplessly.  The towel that covered her creamy white nakedness came undone
as Dirk pulled her closer and closer to him.

   Although Jassy at first tried to resist his unconscious caresses, she
was soon surprised and delighted to find that his embrace was having an
overwhelmingly soothing effect on her, and a strange magical aura seemed to
shimmer around her as his hands moved along the silken surfaces of Jassy's
naked skin.  The blonde miner's daughter felt the sweetest kind of desire
overtaking her exhausted body, as though beneath the raw lust that she had
experienced with Amanda and Scott, there was something else, something that
had to do with love and protection.

   Willingly, her tongue began to probe back at his, as she allowed him to
hold her close to his hard, muscular body, while his hands and fingers
touched her everywhere, each caress erasing the awful shame that Scott had
roused within her.  She was being made whole again by Dirk's gentle
desire-filled touches.  His touch was healing her wounds like a blessing
from heaven.  If the outside world had nothing better to offer than Scott
and Amanda, and their kind of degrading passion, then what she wanted was
something more, something at once completely strange yet utterly familiar.
She wanted Dirk Mulligan!

   As she began to respond with more intensity, Dirk came to his full
senses.  This was no extension of one of his dreams, this was real!  It was
really Jassy, that he was kissing so openly like this!  Her real, and not
imagined, nakedness rubbing sensuously up against him, her open lips
trembling softly against his own!  For an instant, he shrank away at his
own actions, but Jassy pulled him right back.

   "It's all right, Dirk!" she murmured softly.  "Really, it's all right. I
want you to love me!"

   For a long moment, the miner and Jassy clung to each other in a paroxysm
of desire that swept through their two bodies like an electric current. 
The blonde's arms wound up around the brawny miner and she began to push
her sensuously curved form against his.  A shudder of undeniable passion
ricocheted through them as both felt the rock-hard bulge of his imprisoned
cock pulsating heavily against her belly.  Dirk's tongue was fire in
Jassy's mouth as it surged backward toward the arch of her throat.

   "Ohhhhhhh!" she gasped.  "Ooooooohhh, Dirkkkk!"

   "Jassy!" the love-incited man whispered back, his hands moving over the
satiny softness of Jassy's ass, squeezing and kneading the sensuous mounds
in his hands.  He could sense her expectancy and, her body taut and eager,
she waited for what he would do next!  Cautiously, he slid one hand around
to her thigh, and as he moved it hotly upward, his blonde ward trembled
against him.

   "Oh, Jassy, I've got to touch you like this!  Let me touch your pussy!"
Dirk heard himself speaking as if from a great distance, as though his
brain refused to encompass what his body was doing with a will of its own.

   "Yes, yes, touch my cunt!" Jassy moaned into his mouth.

   Dirk's fingers moved slowly upward toward the smoothest flesh of all on
the inside of the beautiful girl's thigh, and then he was touching the
softly curling hairs of her still-virginal cunt.  He groaned as the tip of
his middle finger surged upward, slipping sensuously into the wetness of
the small opening.  "Oh God, why have I wasted so many years?  I love you!"
he cried.  "I think I've always loved you!"

   Dirk sucked in his breath, as his finger wormed its way upward between
her slightly open thighs, and he felt sweat begin to pour from his body as
the wetness of her hotly trembling pussy enveloped his twitching finger. 
Her nakedly quivering beauty seemed the personification of all that was
young and lovely in the world as she lay quivering and unresisting against
him.  There was a dull throbbing at his temples as he continued to thrust
his tongue into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth.  Her hands were in his
hair now, and Dirk tried desperately to collect his thoughts, but her soft
sensual caresses left him dizzy, with only one thought, uppermost in his
mind.  He wanted to fuck her, he wanted to fuck her more than anything in
the world.

   "Dirk," Jassy whispered uncertainly, "there's something I have to tell
you, something you have to know."

   "What?  What is it?" The young miner asked, already afraid to know for
fear it would mean he could no longer have her close to him like this.

   "I'm still a virgin in my pussy," Jassy admitted softly.

   "You mean Scott hasn't...  you mean...?"

   "Yes," the blue-eyed blonde replied.  Then she clung to him tightly
again.  "Oh, Dirk.  I want you to screw me so badly.  Why has it taken us
so long to realize how much we want and need each other?"

   Dirk gulped, his heart heating like a cannon.  "Are you sure, Jassy?" he
whispered.

   "I've never been more sure of anything!" she replied lovingly.

   Jassy suddenly felt Dirk's fingers move away from the tight little
opening of her cunt, and then he was going away from her.  She opened her
eyes in questioning unhappiness, and was about to protest, when she
suddenly realized that her fears were groundless, for he was merely taking
his clothes off, not refusing her.

   Momentarily, alone in the bed, Jassy closed her eyes contentedly.  She
heard the rustling sound of his clothes as they slipped from his handsome
muscular body to the floor.  It.  was a happy sound, a good sound.

   Standing beside the bed as he took off his clothes, Dirk Mulligan gazed
down on the ripely budding curves of Jassy Newquay's naked, cream-white
body.  She was made to be loved beautifully, he thought.  It was a welcome
task, one he couldn't assign to anyone else.  The fact that Scott hadn't
already fucked her cherry away seemed to the young miner nothing short of a
miracle.

   His prick throbbing with love, he slid his lean body down next to hers
on the bed, and felt the tingling electricity that happened every time they
touched, intensified now by the fact that for the first time, their two
bodies were touching each other completely naked!  He rolled halfway onto
her prone body, sparing her his entire weight, but letting the thick shaft
of his hotly throbbing cock pulse hungrily against the flesh of her tender
thigh.  His fingers moved once more to that tender hair-lined slit he had
touched before, only this time he felt more certain, for he knew that in a
matter of minutes, even seconds, he would make the hot juicy heat of
Jassy's cunt, a haven for his prick.

   "Oh!" Jassy cried out as she felt his probing middle finger wiggle back
up inside her gently nibbling pussy.  Simultaneously his lips were pressing
hard against hers, and she wanted to die from the happiness that was
kindled both in her mouth and her insanely tingling cunt.  She felt a
delicious glowing desire stirring within her belly and she held onto Dirk
for dear life, her sensuous body quivering with passion and--now that it
was actually going to happen--with a certain fear, too, as she waited,
ready to be fucked by the man she really loved.  The thought that she
hadn't given herself to Scott Thorpe, but rather had inadvertently waited
for this moment when Dirk, the man who had been like a brother to her for
so long, would teach her everything she needed to know, brought a new
swelling of desire and happiness to her body, almost as though some of the
terrible shame and unhappiness she had felt earlier was being taken away by
the waves of love and arousal she now felt in his arms.  Her loins
smoldered under the sensual probing of his fingers, and she moaned weakly,
tensing every muscle and spreading her legs a little wider.

   Dirk brushed the entire palm of his big hand against Jassy's cunt,
cupping it tenderly, feeling the wet little split with its smooth delicate
inner flesh pulsing warmly against his hand.  His mouth went down to her
ecstatically quivering tits, taking one luringly rounded nipple between his
lips and sucking hard.  In time with his sucking, his middle finger once
more slipped into Jassy's sensitive, throbbing pussy with slowly rising
pressure.

   Jassy sighed, softly.  How natural it all felt, how fine!  Dirk
Mulligan's probing finger worked teasingly in and out as her huge tits
trembled sensuously on her chest, each receiving the ardent sucking of her
loving Dirk's lips.  She could feel the heavily throbbing shaft of his cock
resting against her, nudging into the soft, firm flesh of her upper leg,
while his fingers readied her virginal cunt for its first fuck.

   "Do you want me to fuck you, do you really?" Dirk panted, suddenly
uncertain again.

   At first Jassy could only moan her response.  The building fires in her
body were sending white-hot flashes of heat striking through her virginal
flesh.  Her eyes were glazed with lust and half-closed, and her naked
thighs were trembling as her tight young pussylips opened and closed around
his circling, probing finger.  This waiting was the most divine torture
that Jassy could imagine.

   "Oh, yes, Dirk, honey," she murmured breathlessly.  "Yes!  I want you to
screw me more than anything in the world!  I...  I love you."

   Dirk thought he would come to a raging climax right then and there
against Jassy's softly squirming thigh.  But he couldn't.  Not yet! 
Strange bewildering thoughts flickered through his spinning brain: how
would it be afterward?  Did they really love one another or were they
carried away by the moment?  Could they have really known each other for so
long and yet not really seen each other until now?  But all this confused
self-questioning was purely academic.  There was nothing else for Dirk to
do but go through with fucking her.  With utmost care, and precision, Dirk
lifted himself up, bracing himself with his hands on either side of young
Jassy's nakedly writhing body.  He allowed the huge tip of his eagerly
throbbing cock to part her sparse blonde pussyhairs as he pushed forward
against the wide-open split of her hungrily waiting cunt.

   He knew that the breadth of his prick was far larger than the size of
her unstretched pussyhole and that it might hurt her a little at first, and
so he edged in slowly, carefully guiding his massive shaft into the small
pink mouth of her cum-slick pussy.  The soft inner flesh of her full white
thighs jerked spasmodically as he wormed his way inward.  The tip of his
cock-head struck against the protective hymen and paused, caught in an
ageless moment.

   Jassy too, lay as if poised for a ritual moment in some ancient pagan
celebration.  The moment had come at last, she was going to lose her
cherry, but not to Scott Thorpe: she was going to give her most precious
gift to the man she had loved so long without realizing it.  Her heart
thudded wildly in her chest, and a light anticipatory perspiration broke
out on her forehead.

   "Now, Dirk," she whispered, "...now...  fuck meeeeeeeeee!"

   At that moment, Dirk Mulligan flicked his hips forward and was suddenly
inside, completely through the flimsy little membrane that separates the
girl from the true woman.

   "Uuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggg," she half-laughed, half-wept, as a simultaneous
sting of pleasure and pain bloomed in her no-longer-innocent pussy.  Dirk
was there!  His cock was actually inside her pussy.

   He pushed a little harder inside Jassy's hotly quivering belly, allowing
her hot juicy cunt walls to expand tenderly as his lust-swollen prick
traveled slowly but firmly deeper and deeper up into her hungrily welcoming
pussy.  Then it was finished, as with a last eager lunge, his thickly
throbbing cock pressed all the way up inside her tightly gripping cunt.

   "Dirk!" she cried out in utter pleasure, "Oooooohhhh, your dick feels
soooooo goooddddd !  It's better than I dreamed!"

   Her lust-provoking words sent spasms of lewd fire surging through the
miner's rampantly aroused flesh, and he began to move, slowly sliding his
huge prick in and out of her greedily clasping pussy fucking it far up into
the lovely young blonde's writhing belly, retreating almost completely,
then driving in again, slowly and rhythmically while the pressure in his
cum-bloated balls raged out of control.  The head of his massive cock
pressed tight against the softly cushioned tip of her cervix, while the
hot, wet walls of her cunt wrapped lovingly around his thick shaft.

   Jassy wriggled happily beneath him, consumed with a torrid passion that
was vastly better than anything she had experienced with the amoral Scott
Thorpe.  Dirk Mulligan was actually fucking her, and his massively swollen
prick made her wide-stretched cunt quiver magically with an odd combination
of hot desire and faint twinges of pain.  But this pain, she knew, the last
vestiges of her childhood, would soon fade, leaving only the exquisite
pleasure of their love.

   "Mmmmmmmmmnnnnnnn," she groaned, making tiny, almost, silent sounds as
Dirk began to sway in and out of her rapidly stretching pussy.  He began to
toy with her pulsing nipples as well, feeling the little buds of sensitive
flesh become harder the more he fucked in and out of her hungrily devouring
cunt.

   Jassy's heart beat with the frenzy of her love as the miner began to
stroke into her now with increased fervor, driving his cock far up into the
excitedly pulsing flesh of her pussy.  His cum-laden balls slapped against
the smooth, quivering crevice of her ass cheeks, with lewd, wet noises that
filled their ears as he withdrew his prick and then plunged forward again
and again, the beautiful blonde heaving and thrashing in eager
encouragement beneath him.  The savagely aroused miner was charged with a
kind of energy he had never known before, particularly as Jassy Newquay was
embracing his fucking with total abandon, her thighs clamping tightly
around his thrusting hips as he screwed up into the tight, wet heat of her
tightly clasping pussy.

   "Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh, Dirrrrrrkkkkkkkkkk!" Jassy wailed.  "Your prick
feels so nice and hard inside my cunt!  Oh, I love you Dirk!  I'll never
leave you...  never!"

   No man, she knew at that moment, would ever make her feel the way she
felt right now.  There would be no use in turning to her books and dreams
for a man to love.  She had the one man that was right for her in her arms.
He had been under her roof all along and she had never noticed it before.
Hungrily, Jassy searched for his lips once more and this time their
soul-kiss lasted, for a long while, as their bodies rubbed tirelessly,
sensuously together, in rapturous happiness.

   Dirk had never felt more joyously fulfilled than at this moment of his
life.  Dirk Mulligan's hugely jerking prick fucked deep up into Jassy's
ravenous pussy with abandoned happiness, and at the same time, every inch
of her body felt alive and tingling with pleasureful heat.  Suddenly, she
felt a volcanic sensation begin to ripple in her loins, a pulsing wetness
seemed to explode inside her, and the sensation was more tumultuous and
wonderful than anything she had remotely experienced before.  She knew in
that instant that she was going to cum, cum really for the first time!

   "Oh, oooooohhhh!  I'm going to cum soon...  cum with me,
pleeeassssssseeeeeeeee!"

   Dirk increased his pace even more, grinding lewdly into her cum-drenched
pussy, while Jassy's legs twitched around his hips in shameless excitement.
He watched her hugely billowing tits heaving and quivering as a result of
his torrid fucks and saw her toss her blonde head wildly from side to side
as she thrashed.

   "Aaarrrggghhhhhhhhhooooo!" she cried.  "Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

   Jassy's curvaceous young body was spasming wildly underneath him now, as
she surrendered to the mind-blowing cum that took full possession of her
helpless body.  The mouth of her cock-stretched cunt was sucking
voraciously at his deeply fucking prick, making him go nearly mad with
pleasure.  Then, in the next moment, he knew he was cumming as well.

   "Jassy!" he gasped, as his shuddering balls released a hot raging load
of juices in rapid little streams.  "Ooooooooohhhhh... 
bbaaaaaaaabbbbbyyyyyyyy...  Ohhhhh...  uuunnnngggggghhhhh!"

   A riverload of hotly scalding juices shot out from the tiny opening at
the tip of his violently jerking cock and exploded deep up into her
greedily milking cunt, making her moan with husky cries of rapture as his
cum-juice mixed with her own.  Gush after gush of slippery boiling cum
erupted from the desire-possessed miner's loins and shot like an untamed
river into his Jassy's wetly sucking pussy.  Finally, after an eternity of
insane pleasure, their passion ebbed until at last, they lay next to each
other on Jassy's bed.

   "Oh, Dirk...  Dirk, that was so wonderful," Jassy sighed.

   "For me too, darling.  It was so good...!" In his heart, Dirk knew,
words couldn't describe the wonder of what he had experienced in her arms.
"I'd like to do it again and again..."

   He was surprised, moments later to feel Jassy's slim little hand travel
across his belly and down to grasp the softly pulsing flesh of his naked
cock.  Instantly, it jerked alive and became eagerly sensual under her
tender caress.

   "Then why don't we?" she whispered softly, lovingly in his ear.  "Why
don't we fuck?  We don't have to leave the house until Monday, we have
almost the entire weekend to fuck ourselves crazy!"

   Jassy snuggled closer to Dirk.  It was strange the way everything had
turned out, she had started out wanting Scott, and ended up with Dirk.  She
had known him for so long that she had not even looked at him as a man but
now she had and she knew that she had probably loved him all along!

   Now all that was left for her to do was to make up to Amanda and Scott,
but she didn't think that she would have any problems along that line.  She
didn't have any doubt about that at all in fact, for she knew the way to
make them forgive her, she would get them where they felt it the most, when
they fucked!

   CHAPTER EIGHT

   Jassy woke a few hours later to strange sounds coming from the living
room next to her bedroom.  She knew what the sound was, she had heard it
often enough this past week!  Amanda and Scott had finally come back to the
house after the orgy in the mine earlier in the afternoon, and were in the
living room now fucking up a storm!

   Jassy rose carefully from the bed so as not to disturb Dirk and not even
bothering to put her clothes on, she padded out of her room down the hall
to the living room to get a glimpse of what they were doing.

   The excited miner's daughter pushed the living room door open and looked
inside.  Lifting her head slightly to see over the back of the couch, she
saw a tangle of naked arms and legs.  Clothes lay scattered all over the
living room floor starting from the front door.

   She could see the redheaded Amanda nakedly rubbing herself against
Scott's hugely pulsating shaft.  She was kissing it and calling to him,
encouraging him, while his strong forearms moved against her creamy white
back, his fingers sliding down to cup her whitely trembling mounds of her
naked ass cheeks.

   "Ooooohhhhh, Scott, I love sucking your cock.  You have vintage cum you
know.  Must be your classy background." She was thrusting her little tongue
between his open lips so that he too could taste the lingering drops of his
juice.

   Scott groaned and arched his lust-swollen cock upward against the flat
white plane of his girl friend's belly.  Never had he felt anything like
it. She was still the most sensuous lover he had ever known, and it all
came naturally to her!  He could not resist her.  Indeed, he no longer had
any intention of trying.  He felt as if this magical fire of lust between
them could go on forever.  He had to feel his aching cock inside that
tight, hungry cunt again!

   Jassy had waited as long as she could, and then she had been able to
wait no longer.  Aroused beyond thought by the loud lewd sounds between
Scott and Amanda, she had suddenly, and impulsively chosen the only course
of action that to her confused mind seemed natural.

   When she walked in, they were lying there quietly, having only minutes
before cum in a violent, mind-shattering climax.  Jassy had felt as though
she had been fucked too, her pussy hot and juicy, and her legs felt too
weak to stand.  She needed to be screwed!

   "Now, you bastard!" she intoned in a seductive voice, stepping into the
room.  "Let me show you a thing or two!  Both of you!"

   Scott gasped in astonishment as he saw the blonde standing in the
doorway stark naked, looking as though she would eat the first prick she
saw.  She had really become a little nympho!

   "Oh, don't, bother to get up!" she cried, moving well into the room. 
"You think you've got something pretty hot there with Amanda!" she asked,
"but she's nothing compared to me!" She stared down at the mine owner's son
who was sitting bolt upright now.  She knew what he was thinking and she
didn't care, she had become a wanton, just like Amanda, and she wanted them
to know it, she didn't want any hard feelings between them over the way
they had fucked her in the mine.

   Amanda could hardly believe what the pretty blonde was doing, but deep
down inside she felt a spark of admiration for the younger girl.  She had
really misjudged her from the start.  Now, for the first time, she was
seeing who she really was!

   "What do you think of this?" Jassy asked, grinning in obscene invitation
as she pushed her soft, voluptuous ass cheeks out provocatively, and began
to walk slowly, seductively, around in front of the obscene couple.  She
kept both hands on her hips and threw her hair back as she walked; her hips
swaying enticingly.

   "Well, very good," Amanda cried, clapping her hands lightly at her
seductive performance.

   "Why thank you, Amanda!" she replied, smiling to take the sting out of
her next remark.  "Coming from a cunt like you, I'll consider that a
compliment."

   They all laughed, pleased at the way they had made up with each other
over the fucking in the mine.  They hadn't actually said anything but they
all knew the incident was forgotten now.  Jassy advanced toward Scott,
cupping her huge whitely ballooning tits in her palms, lewdly thrusting out
the roseate little nipples.

   "How do these compare with Amanda's?  Do you like them Scott?  Are they
as nice as the other women's you've fucked?" Scott choked back a gasp of
astonishment at the obscene words spewing from the young blonde's lips. 
Man, did he love the change from sweet little girl to wanton blonde!

   The miner's daughter watched with satisfaction as Scott and Amanda's
eyes darted to the glossy wisps of pussyhairs nestled up between her legs
as she teasingly revealed them to the two of them.  Scott couldn't keep his
eyes off her cunt.  He looked at it as though he were seeing it for the
first time.

   "It gets hotter and wetter than Amanda's.  Doesn't it?" she queried
lewdly.

   Scott was silent, raising his eyes guiltily to Amanda.

   "Doesn't it, darling?" she teased again, parting the soft silken cunt
curls with her fingers on either side of it and spreading the pinkly
glistening lips to his hotly burning gaze.

   "Jassy...  I can't believe it!" he began numbly.

   "Well, it doesn't matter whether you can or not, Scott Thorpe!" she
teased again, her voice low and sexy, "because I'm here!  And I'm ready to
be fucked crazy by as many cocks as I can find.  Dirk's fucked it, but you
never have, Scott.  And I'm going to let him fuck it again, you hear?  But
what about you, don't you want to fuck my pussy?"

   Unseen outside the door, Dirk watched in silence, his ears burning at
the reference to himself.  My God, he thought, they've all gone crazy!  He
wasn't going to let them know he was there watching.  But he still had to
stay to see what would happen.  He'd never seen anything like it.

   Scott leaped to his feet.  "Don't say another word, I'm ready.  I've
been wanting to screw my cock in you for a week now!"

   He got up from the couch and.  came over to stand beside her.

   Scott's lips sought Jassy's, brushing away all her words, and he crushed
his mouth against hers, feeling a vibrant response to her.  He knew what he
wanted to do!  He wanted to fuck her silly!  He'd fucked her everywhere but
her cunt and now was the time.

   Dirk Mulligan had never seen anything quite so lewd in his life.  He
watched in fascination as Jassy and Scott fucked like animals without a
care as to who saw them.  Grudgingly, he had to admit that Scott Thorpe was
pretty good, but he was through looking.  He wanted to get in on a little
of the action himself.  To his amazement he saw Jassy's nakedly gyrating
form began to twist and turn wildly beneath the mine owner's son's
throbbing prick skewering up into her hungrily spread cunt.  They had
rolled off the couch and were now on the lushly carpeted floor.  Boldly, he
stepped forward into the room.  Amanda looked up and saw him, and though
her eyes were widened, she said nothing.

   Jassy and Scott rolled over and over, as they went at each other in
every manner imaginable, lovingly exploring and touching each other as
though they were the only couple on earth.

   Dirk took another step forward just as Jassy was on all fours over
Scott, bouncing lewdly and joyfully up and down on his deeply thrusting
cock from her straddling position above him.  Her smooth, white ass cheeks
were open and inviting from behind.  Scott's eyes were glazed with lust,
and as he looked up over Jassy's shoulder he saw Dirk Mulligan standing
behind her nakedly grinding ass cheeks.

   Instead of the jealousy he might have expected to feel, Dirk was filled
with a completely new feeling for Jassy.

   "Come on, come on," Scott said to Dirk.  "Jassy likes your fucking too.
Let's give her a little double pleasure...  she needs it!"

   Amanda sat watching on the couch, her own legs parted as she squirmed
her fingers lewdly up into the hot juicy slit between her thighs, parting
the thin, blonde pussy fuzz and feeling her worming fingers slithering
hotly up into her desire-drenched pussy.

   "Oooooohhhhhhhh..." she crooned, as much at the feel of her own fingers
as at the lewd sight of Dirk parting Jassy's nakedly curved ass cheeks from
the back and thrusting the huge pulsing tip of his cock up between them,
Amanda knew that Scott was already fucking up inside her pussyhole from
below, and she wished that she was in Jassy's place.

   "Oh yes!  Yes!  The two of you!  I want both of you to fuck me.  One in
my cunt and one in my asshole!  Ooooooohhhhh!" Goddd, she wanted both of
them.

   Suddenly Jassy felt the tiny circle of her ass pop open and slip hotly
back up over the huge throbbing head of the miner's prick and the hungrily
nibbling walls of her ass-circle sucked it willingly up inside.  Dirk's
thick hard cock drove smoothly up into the naked split of her ass cheeks,
never pausing for a second on its lewd journey as it sought to sink itself
all the way up inside the tiny hairless opening.  The relentlessly
burrowing head split the small tightly puckered circle wide, stretching it
almost beyond endurance.

   Jassy jerked forward from the dual fucking in between her thighs.  It
felt as though she were being split in two, and yet she wanted their cocks
in her, wanted them so badly.  Scott's heavily throbbing shaft that still
churned deep up inside her hungrily grasping pussy seemed to meet Dirk's
fucking ceaselessly upward into her wide-stretched asshole.  Inside
somewhere, the two pulsing shafts were rubbing sensuously against each
other, separated by the thin partition of tight elastic flesh dividing her
cunt and ass.  She groaned out her ecstasy, holding onto Scott's broad
shoulders for dear life as she tried to grow accustomed to Dirk's huge
dick.

   The helpless young blonde had never felt in all her life anything
remotely resembling this incredible double-fucking she was receiving.  Her
loins were ceaselessly being filled, impaled in both cunt and asshole.  She
could feel Dirk's hard driving pelvis flattening her ass cheeks up against
her hip bones as he strained himself forward and upward between her
trembling white ass cheeks, and below, the massive base of Scott's cock,
stretching her hot juicy pussy hole to its utmost width as his loins fucked
hard up against the wide-open split of her hungrily grinding cunt.

   Both the cock-stretched holes down between her thighs were now being
fucked wildly.  Her clit rubbed unmercifully against Scott's soft, silky
pubic hairs as Dirk's thickly throbbing shaft ground ever deeper and harder
up into her cock-stretched ass-hole, reaching the farthest depths of her
belly with its-heavily probing bluntness.

   For a moment, Jassy thought she might-faint dead away, but Scott's mouth
covered hers and his hands voraciously worked at her ecstatically trembling
titties from below.

   She was completely filled with hard male flesh!

   "Fuck them, Jassy, fuck them...  fuck them good!" Amanda's voice drifted
over to the lewdly intertwined threesome.

   Dirk's mouth hung open ape-like, the feeling of his lust-swollen prick
incredible to himself as he heard Jassy's low moans of ecstasy beneath him.
With long smooth strokes, he lunged the full length of his cock in a steady
rhythm of debauchery far into Jassy's helpless exposed asshole, while
between the two, Jassy's naked body jerked and quivered wildly about as she
too, heard the sounds of pleasure emanating from her two lustfully aroused
lovers.

   With superhuman effort, she ground her ass cheeks back up into Dirk's
ass-flattening pelvis, meeting head-on the miner's furiously fucking cock.
The pain crashed around deep up inside her for long moments, but then she
pushed back again...  then again...  and then again.

   Maddeningly, she squirmed her lewdly stuffed ass toward him as hard as
she could in an indecent invitation to him to continue his lewd ravishment
of her ass, for him to quicken his pace of fucking her there.  But she had
not reckoned with the expertise of Scott's screwing her from below, and
with each hard backward thrust she made with her body, her hotly clinging
pussy massaged his upwardly surging shaft with an unprecedented force from
beneath.

   "Oh baby!" Dirk Mulligan moaned.  "Oh shit...  fuck us...  fuck us
good...  oh shit...  oh fuck!" And suddenly he was bucking and churning,
his giant cock slipping and sliding, impaling her hotly clasping pussy with
renewed determination.  He grunted and groaned aloud as his hotly boiling
cum poured hose-like up into her greedily milking asshole.

   Then Jassy felt herself beginning to respond to Dirk's cock sunk far up
inside her hungrily devouring asshole, as, at the same time, deep in her
churning pussy, the spark grew and doubled itself.  Frantically, she caught
Scott's hair, her head flung back, her mouth open and gaping, her eyes
rolling back in their sockets.  Dirk fucked jerkily into her ass as Scott's
hotly driving shaft continued to spurt out thick hot jets of cum deep into
Jassy's greedy hole.  Her golden blonde hair flew from side to side as her
head flailed crazily about, covering Scott's face with its long silken
length.  She bucked herself and churned, while words of obscene
encouragement spewed out continuously from her open lips.

   "Yesssssssss!" she cried out, and then, "Aaaaaaagggghhhhhh...  yes... 
yes...  yessssss...  yesssssssssssssssssss!"

   The two men, overwhelmed by her crazed response, squeezed and fingered
at her tender, sweat-slickened flesh in the final convulsive state of their
sensuous double-fucking.  Four male hands pulled greedily at her nakedly
jerking ass cheeks, and her pussy and Scott's cock where it was fucking
into her were kneaded thirstily from behind as Dirk slipped his fingers in
between the three obscenely joined bodies.  Happily, he surged forward with
one last mighty asshole reaming in-fuck, feeling Jassy's still hotly
clinging ass walls contracting wildly around his hard-driving prick.  She
was cumming in her asshole too!

   "Oh, that's good!  Oh!" he cried out in the hot wet air of the small
room and with that, released wave after wave of his thick viscous cum deep
up into the burning channel of her asshole.  His cum-laden balls smacked
down hard against the cock fucking up into her cunt from below and with a
last jerking tremble he ground his pelvis right up between her wide-split
ass cheeks, filling her ass till to the bursting point with the hot white
fluid of his cum.

   Exhausted and delighted, he let himself lean forward over onto her still
nakedly shuddering body, his cum-drained cock still imbedded in a
half-erect state far up inside the soft white swell of her trembling ass
cheeks.

   Beneath her, Scott fucked his cock one last time deep up into her
greedily milking pussy, setting off another cum, minor compared to the one
she'd just had, but sweet...  just as sweet.

   Jassy lay obscenely sandwiched between the two men.  As she looked
dazedly to the side, she could see Amanda reach a wildly groaning cum
caused by her own upwardly screwing fingers in the widely flaring slit of
her widespread pussy.  The well-fucked blonde felt consumed by love for
both Scott and Dirk and surprisingly, for Amanda as well!

   The feel of the two men fucking her and cumming deep within her at the
same time was the most fulfilling thing that had happened to her in her
life, and Jassy knew that she would no longer wonder whether life held any
excitement for her.  She had experienced and would experience in the future
the most mind-expanding love that was possible!

   She didn't need to go out into the world to find excitement, she could
find it right here in her own home with Scott, Amanda and Dirk.  And after
Scott and Amanda left, if they even wanted to when their two months were
up, then she would be just as happy with Dirk, her Dirk.  She knew from her
stand-point anyway, that the two city dweller's would be welcomed up in
Beaulea at her house any time the big city began to get them down, and she
hoped that the invitation would go both ways.  She didn't doubt that it
would though, for she knew them well by now and knew that it went against
their basic natures to let go of a good thing.  The orgies in Beaulea were
the best in the world!