After donning bra and panties, Sally wandered into the kitchen. Cindy was busy making breakfast. Stan was taking a shower.
Cindy also, had nothing more than a bra and panties on. When she saw Sally, she winked. "Did you have a good sleep?"
Sally winked back at her. "I sure did. Must have been something I ate."
"Or someone who ate you," Cindy joindered.
While she helped set the table, Stan walked into the kitchen wearing just a pair of undershorts. He looked over to Sally. "Well," she said, "you sure have developed nicely since I last saw you."
"Thanks," Sally said. She didn't care that her brother was seeing her half-naked.
While she ate breakfast, Sally tried to figure out just what she should do as far as getting a job went. It was Cindy who came up with the idea.
"Say, Stan, why don't you talk with your boss? He knows a lot of people. Maybe he could get some work for Sally."
Stan scowled. "Cindy, you know I don't like asking him for favors."
"Look, Stan, if it were anyone else I would say okay, but, Jesus Christ, it won't hurt you to help your sister."
"All right, I'll talk to him today, then I'll give you a ring here," he said.
Finishing breakfast, Stan and Cindy got up and embraced. Sally had the feeling that if she weren't there, Stan would have fucked Cindy before he left for work.
After Stan had left, Sally told Cindy what she had been thinking: that they would have probably fucked if she hadn't been there.
Cindy laughed. "We most likely would have. Stan really loves to fuck in the morning. Almost more than he likes to ball at night."
Making themselves comfortable on the couch in the living room, Sally asked her if she and Stan were planning to marry.
"No, I'm not the marrying kind," she said, "and neither is Stan. Tell me, don't you have any boyfriends that you could call?"
Sally was solemn. "I don't really know. After a year in jail, they're probably all gone."
"Say," Cindy said, smiling, "now would you like a drink?"
After Sally declined, saying that it was a little too early to be drinking, Sally looked at her. "Have you always liked girls as well as boys?" she asked.
Cindy smiled. "Certain girls get me horny. I don't know what it is. Not every girl excites me, but when I saw you… wham. And when you watched me blowing Stan, well I just knew that I had to go to bed with you."
"Does Stan know that you make it with girls?" Sally asked.
"He knows, but he doesn't really care. I'll let you in on something, but you mustn't tell Stan I told you. He'd have a fit."
Sally promised that she would keep her mouth shut.
Then she let Sally have it: Stan, her heman brother, went for boys. Sally couldn't believe it.
"I'll tell you something else, Sally," she said, "he gets a few extra bucks every time he lets his boss fuck him in the ass."
Putting her arm around Sally, Cindy's hand dropped onto her bra-covered boobs.
"Look," she said, seeing the expression on Sally's face, "you know for yourself that it's a rat race and that there are a lot of things you have to do to earn some bread."
Sally knew all right. She knew that men fucked with men, but she just couldn't believe her brother would do such things.
Cindy's fingers searched for and squeezed Sally's nipple. "You know," she said, "you really have a delicious body."
She loosened the straps of Sally's bra, letting it fall away revealing Sally's firm breasts to her eyes once again. Cindy toyed with the naked tits until she felt the nipples harden into an excited stiffness.
"Let's go to bed," Sally said weakly. Cindy had succeeded in arousing her to the point where her body was on fire with desire.
"No need to go to bed," Cindy said, unhooking her own bra and slowly pulling it from her body. Sally stared with hungry desire at the huge, firm globes of flesh, each capped with a deliciously hard cherry nipple. Then, standing up, Cindy pulled down her panties, showing Sally the deep, dark brown patch of her pussy hair.
Kneeling in front of Sally, she hooked her fingers into the elastic band of her panties and slowly pulled them to the floor.
Sally leaned back against the couch and parted her thighs. Cindy was quick to dip her head down and plant a kiss on the hot, wet lips of Sal's cunt. Licking through the thick foliage of her pussy hair, Cindy's tongue sank into the sweet, juicy flesh of Sal's open vagina. As she lapped at Sally's twat, her hands came up to grasp the firm, white mounds of her boobs as they quivered with passion.
Sally shuddered as Cindy tweaked her swollen nipples with the tips of her fingers. As she continued to mouth her cunt and play with the excited tips of her nipples, Sally knew that Cindy was indeed a master at the art of lesbian lovemaking.
Her mouth pressed hard against Sally's wet cunt, her tongue darting quickly in and out of her creamy hole, while the sharp edges of her teeth nibbled against Sally's erect clit.
Her stroking tongue was making Sally feverish with lust. Hoarse moans of pleasure burst from her throat as her ass ground against the cushions of the couch. Erotic delirium permeated every inch of her writhing, white body as Cindy's tongue continued to plunder her palpitating, juice-filled vagina.
Looking down Sally could see Cindy's brown hair falling around her thighs as she eagerly licked the juices from her cunt.
Sally clasped the top of Cindy's head; her tongue pushing deep into her hole had brought her to the summit of erotic pleasure. Quick spasms of unthinkable joy pulsated through her body, spewing her hot cream into Cindy's sucking mouth. When it ended, Cindy pulled her mouth away from Sally's cunt and held her arms out to her. Sally sank to the floor and the two of them embraced. Sally felt her breasts mashing against Cindy's. Their lips met in a heated kiss, both stuffing their tongues into the other's mouth.
Sal's hands moved down and cupped the large, warm mounds of Cindy's boobs, feeling her hardened nipples pressing into the palms of her hands.
Moving her head down, Sally showered kisses on Cindy's breasts, sucking the large nipples into her mouth. Cindy whimpered as she felt Sally's teeth sinking into the sensitive rosebuds of flesh.
At the same time, her hands were back on Sally's boobs, squeezing her hardened nipples again. However, Sally wasn't thinking of her own pleasure. All she wanted to do was please Cindy in every way she could.
Turning her over until she was lying on her stomach, Sally licked from her shoulder blades, all the way down to the crack of her ass. As she slid her tongue across the deep groove; Cindy moaned passionately. With her hands, Sally separated the full cheeks of Cindy's ass and exposed her tightly puckered asshole to her eyes.
Cindy gasped as she felt the tip of Sally's tongue pressing against the rim of her rectum. Her asshole was tighter than it looked, forcing Sally to really push to get her tongue inside. Suddenly, the ring of muscle at the entrance gave way, and Sally's tongue was thoroughly imbedded inside the girl's ass. As Sally pushed in and out, Cindy's hips wiggled as she moaned with pleasure on the carpet.
As Sally continued to lubricate Cindy's asshole with her tongue, her fingertips were sweeping erotically up and down her inner thighs, finally pressing against Cindy's wet pussy. Hard moans of lust tore from her throat as Sally's fingers began pumping in and out of her drenched vagina.
Sally could almost imagine what delicious torment Cindy was going through with her tongue in her asshole and her fingers plundering her cunt. Her ass, all nice, pink and firm was rotating on Sally's tongue, forcing her fingers to delve extra deep into the warm, wet receases of her swollen vagina.
Sally was twisting her clitoris when, with a wild scream of passion, Cindy erupted, showering Sally's hand with her warm, sticky load of cream.
When it was over, they both stayed on the floor, pleasantly tired from their workout. After a minute, the phone rang, and with a sigh of satisfaction, Cindy got up to answer it.
It was Stan. He had talked to his boss about Sally; and he had suggested that she see Cora Keen of the Twilight Model Agency, and that he would call her and set it up for Sally.
After the call, Cindy hung up the phone and gave Sally the news.
"Who is this Cora Keen?" Sally asked.
Cindy smiled. "She runs one of the modeling agencies here in town."
"I don't know anything about modeling," Sally protested, "and I never went to school to learn to be one."
"Look, Sally," Cindy said, "for this type of modeling, you don't have to know anything. All you have to do is strip and pose the way the photographer wants you to. That's all there is to it."
"When am I supposed to go there?" Sally asked.
"Stan said as soon as you can. So, why don't you go take a shower and put on something real sexy."
Sal took a quick shower, got dressed and then they were off. Cindy said that she had a car downstairs and wouldn't mind driving Sally.
The Twilight Model Agency was on the third floor of a downtown office building. A secretary with horn-rimmed glasses showed Sal to Miss Keen's office while Cindy sat in the waiting room.
Although she was thirty-six, Cora Keen didn't look a day over twenty-five. Sitting behind her desk, she had tong dark hair and, from what Sally could see, a most fuckable body. Then Sally noticed that the suit Cora was wearing was cut very mannishly and she began to wonder.
Miss Keen circled her desk, letting her eyes roam over. Sally's body. "You have a very nice figure," she said, "and your blonde hair should go well in color. Tell me, have you ever modeled before?"
Sally shook her head.
Cora wanted to know her age, and although Sally was twenty-five, she told Miss Keen she had just turned twenty-one.
"Did you come here alone, Sally?" she asked.
"No," Sally said, "Cindy Stanton brought me. She's my brother's girl friend."
A small grin tugged at the corners of her lips. "Yes," she said, "I know Cindy rather well."
She looked Sally over again. "You'll have to pose in the nude, you know."
Sally nodded to show that she understood what would be expected of her.
"All right," Miss Keen said, "why don't you strip for me? I'd just like to make sure that everything there is you; that you're not wearing falsies or anything. Besides," she continued, "I must make sure that you don't embarrass easily. It would be hell for me if I sent you out on an assignment and you got cold feet."
Sally quickly stripped. As she stood in front of Miss Keen naked, she watched the woman's eyes linger on her body and stare at her tits. Sally saw her licking her lips and she was sure she had guessed right about her.
"All right. You may get dressed now."
Sally could have sworn that Miss Keen sighed with disappointment when she bent over to fit her boobs into the cups of her bra. While she continued to dress, Miss Keen sat on the side of her desk, letting a leg swing back and forth. Her dress hiked up about five inches and Sally saw plenty of her pure white thigh.
"I have an assignment for you," she said. "A photographer named Ben Jenkins has a studio down in the Village. I'll give you his address. The poses that he'll want will be suggestive. Do you understand?"
Sally assured her that she did.
When they talked over salary, Sally was told that she would be paid by assignments. When she finished a job, the photographer would give her a voucher that she would turn over to the agency in exchange for immediate payment.
Sally left Cora's office and joined Cindy. They walked out to Cindy's car, and Sally hesitated.
"Maybe I'd better take a bus or a subway or something."
"Don't be silly," Cindy said, so they got in. "I'll drive you there and leave you. You can catch a subway a block away when you're done and it will take you right back to the apartment," Cindy added.
Sally said, "Cindy, were you ever in bed with her?"
"With who?" Cindy asked.
"Miss Keen."
"Oh Cora. Yes," she answered. "But don't ever tell anybody."
"All right," Sally said. "Say, Cindy, how come you don't do any of this modeling? It seems to pay good."
"It's like this, Sally. I'm an actress, or at least I try to be. And some day when I make it big, I just don't want some idiot running up to show me some magazine, that has me on the cover with my pussy hanging out."
"Yeah," Sally said, "I can see your point."
They arrived at the address and Cindy let Sally out in front of a large brownstone building. Ben's studio was on the first floor and after knocking three times, he opened the door for her.
Ben Jenkins was about thirty, with long brown hair that didn't quite come to his shoulders. He was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of faded jeans. In the center of the room was a camera on a tripod, and lights placed around a small bed in the corner.
"Okay," he said to Sally, "strip and get on the bed."
Sally did so and crawled onto the bed. While setting up lights, Ben told her what he wanted for the first pose.
"Pull your knees back against your tits and, with your fingers, pull apart your pussy lips. I want a good shot of the inside of your cunt."
After the first one it was easy for Sally. Just one pose after another. On her back with her legs spread; then one with her fingers inside her cunt; then on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. That's all there was to it.
She had posed for about an hour when the front door opened and Cora Keen walked in. Sally was posing on her back, her cunt showing and her hands cupping the firm, soft mounds of her boobs. Cora walked over to her and looked down.
Sally heard the front door slam. Ben had gone, leaving her and Cora alone. Cora sat on the bed beside Sally. Sally stayed the way she was, showing every inch of her body to Cora's hungry eyes.
"I'll bet you didn't expect to see me, did you?"
"No, not really," Sally replied.
"Nor do you look surprised," Cora observed.
Sally smiled. "Nothing surprises me any more."
Cora placed her hands against Sally's warm tits, toying with them expertly, exerting just the right amount of pressure on the right places.
She pinched lightly the erecting tips of Sally's nipples. She was exciting Sally and she knew it.
Cora continued to mold Sally's breasts, all the time listening to her soft moans of pleasure. Bending down, Cora fastened her lips to Sally's right nipple and sucked it into the wet warmth of her mouth.
With her tongue, Cora pressed the hard bud of flesh to the roof of her mouth. Sally's hands held on to the edge of the bed as if she were trying to keep from falling off.
Sally soon realized that although Cindy was good, Cora was much, much better, and she couldn't wait until the moment when Cora would descend with her mouth to the swollen cunt lips.
Cora took her mouth from Sally's boob and stood. Sally moaned with exasperation. This was no time for her to stop. She wanted Cora's hot mouth all over her body. She watched, breathlessly, as Cora undressed.
First, she took off her dress, and then, reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra and pulled it from her body. Sally sighed when she saw the woman's breasts. They were big. Huge pillows of flesh. Yet they didn't sag one bit. The nipples were like ripe strawberries. Her thighs were full and sensuous. Her pussy hair was dark and so thick that it completely hid the pouting lips of her vagina.
Completely naked, she joined Sally. It was a tight squeeze on the narrow bed, but Sally loved it. Sally sighed as she felt Cora's big tits pressing against her own.
Their lips melted in a warm, soft kiss. Sally felt Cora's hands traveling down the length of her back all the way down to her ass. While she squeezed the soft cheeks, one finger trailed in side the crack. Sally wondered if Cora was going to stick a finger up her asshole.
She did. Very slowly.
At first, the ring of muscle at the entrance to Sally's asshole tried to force Cora's finger out, but soon, it was all the way in, buried deep in side Sally's rectum.
They continued to kiss, their tongues hot and wet inside each other's mouth. Cora was the aggressive type, but it didn't bother Sally at all. She loved the way Cora was touching every part of her body. She was at her tits again, kissing them and sucking the erect, sensitive nipples into her mouth. A lightning bolt of lust shot through Sally's insides. She was on fire with passion.
Cora's mouth was moving down her body. Her lips pressed against Sally's soft, pliant flesh, licking, tasting every part of her. Her breasts, her stomach. Her tongue dipped into Sally's navel, while one of Cora's hands stroked the in side of her thighs.
Cora suddenly cupped Sally's cunt in the palm of her hand, pressing hard against the lips of her vagina. As she rubbed her twat lips, Sally's clit hardened into sensitive erectness. Then two fingers were thrust deep into her hot, juicy hole. Sally cried out with pleasure as she felt the fingers fishing about inside her hole, pressing against the soft, fleshy walls of her cunt. Sally was being driven out of her mind with lust; with the need to come. But she didn't want to come like that. She wanted to feel Cora's soft mouth pressing against her vagina, sucking her warm, juicy cunt; Cora's tongue sawing deep in and out of her quivering hole.
As Sally pushed her head down to her cunt, Cora laughed out loud, knowing full well what delicious torture she was putting Sally through. Cora's fingers came out of Sally's hole and traced around her inner thighs. At the same time, her lips brushed against Sally's fragrant pussy. Sally groaned as Cora's tongue licked at her hair-covered outer cunt tips. The sharp tip of Cora's tongue was inside Sal's cunt, lapping at the cream oozing thickly from her hole. Her fingers, fresh from Sally's cunt, were now pressing against Sal's asshole.
Sal waited impatiently for the inevitable invasion of her rectum. When it came, Sally forced her muscles to relax as the tip of Cora's finger slid back into her warm shit hole. The finger moved in slowly, easily, until Sally was stuffed from both ends: finger inside asshole and tongue buried deep inside cunt.
Sal's body writhed on the narrow bed as her hands clutched at the sides of it. The erotic sensation continued to pour through her body – waves on a beach – as Cora's mouth, like a vacuum, sucked the juicy meat of her twat.
Sally was squeezing her own breasts, pinching the nipples to heighten the sensations. She knew she was going to come soon. Her body felt as if it were going to explode as the sensations kept building. At that moment, Sally could bold back no longer… she had to come.
It seemed as if a sheet of lead were pressing her against the bed. Her stomach trembled as the spasm of orgasm ripped through her chasm. Her breasts quivered on her bosom as she struggled for each breath against the erupting tide of emotion.
After it had ended, there was no small talk between them. Cora simply lay beside Sally, letting her rest her head on her shoulder while she gently fondled Sally's breasts.
Cora said, "Sally, I want you to spend the night with me."
Sally nodded her head in acceptance.
"I'm not going to ask you to live with me. I'm much too practical for that. You probably also go with men. Well, that's your business, but as long as you work for me, I want you at my beck and call. Understand?"
Again, Sally nodded.
Cora dressed. Writing something on a slip of paper, she put it into Sally's purse. "It's my address," she said. "Be there at ten."
Sally still lay on the bed, her tits moving up and down with her breathing, as Cora walked out. After a minute, Ben walked in.
"She called you before I got here," Sally said accusingly.
On the bed beside her, he said, "You must be new. She likes to suck off all of the new ones at my studio. Don't ask me why, though, because I don't know and I don't really care. It's too bad, though."
"What do you mean?" Sally asked.
"Well, I was kind of hoping to fuck you myself… But since you dig broads…"
"Don't be an ass," Sally said, "but if you want my cunt, it'll cost you."
Ben nodded his head and he and Sally talked money.
Ben had a good, solid body, which surprised Sally. What with his long hair and all, she had expected something quite different. It had been a long time since she last felt a good stiff prick slamming in and out of her hungry cunt. Once he had stripped, he got onto the bed beside Sally, his cock resting on his thigh. Moving slowly, Sally put her hands on his legs and, with the tips of her fingers, traced light, teasing patterns across his prick.
She watched as it began to harden under her ministrations. The sight of it growing hard in front of her sent her cunt juices to boiling point inside of her.
Opening her legs wide, she looked at him. "Hey babe," she said, "suck mama's cunt."
Sally looked at him expectantly until he had his mouth buried between her legs. Sally put her hands on her tits and squeezed them as his wet, hot tongue furrowed deep into her hair lined gash. The insistence of his tongue, lapping at her erect clitoris, made her cry out with delight. Darts of desire hit her from every angle as she roughly pinched the hardened tips of her nipples. Her head was thrown from side to side as moans of passion welled inside her throat.
A spasmodic shudder ripped through her body as one of his fingers found the crack of her ass and quickly slammed into her tight crap hole.
"Oh, suck me," she moaned hoarsely, "suck me, damn you. Oh, shit, eat my cunt, eat it. Oh, God, swish your tongue all over it. Just eat all of my cunt. Suck it all in your mouth. Oh, I love it, I love it. Oh, make me come, please, God, make me come. I can't stand it… Oh, oh, yea, yes, that's right. Just like that. Oh, tongue me, fuck my ass, fuck it, fuck it, oh harder, harder, eat me, eat me, I'm coming, oh, I'm going to come, yes, yes, now, now, NOW!"
With her body writhing on the bed, almost throwing Ben off, Sally erupted in another orgasm, exploding, showering him with her cream.
Ben's mouth stayed glued to her twat, sucking for all he was worth, trying to get every last drop of her pussy juice into his mouth. He continued to tongue her vagina until she was once again relaxed, then he pulled his mouth away from her frothing twat.
Sally saw Ben's cock was more than ready for action. Her thighs were still spread wide, showing a cunt that was practically begging to be fucked.
"How about scooting around on your bands and knees?" he asked.
Sally did as requested; her ass sticking high in the air. She felt him running the head of his cock up and down the length of her gash, lubricating it with her slimy pussy cream. Soon she felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her asshole. As he started to push forward, Sally relaxed her muscles and let him ram his rod home.
Sally groaned as his long, thick cock stuffed her rectum. The slow movement of his prick, in and out of her asshole, brought shivers of pleasure to her trembling body, arousing her once again.
Reaching underneath, Sally found his balls hanging low. Grasping them between her fingers, she began to squeeze them. Ben fucked faster and faster, in and out of her tight little ass.
Sally gasped as a rush of desire took hold of her body. She was going to come again. She threw her ass back hard against his rampaging prick, trying to sink it even deeper into her abused rectum. It hurt her a bit, but also felt good.
"Oh yeah, baby, that's good," Ben grunted through his efforts. "Slam your ass against me. Hard!"
Sally continued to throw her buttocks against his thundering prick while tightening her ass muscles.
She heard him groan and felt the scalding load of his sticky sperm jetting into her, splashing hotly against the walls of her rectum. He kept fucking inside her until he was drained of come, then he backed off, letting his prick plop out from her ass.
Getting up from the bed, Sally went to wash up. When she returned, he was still lying naked on the bed.
"You know," he said, "you've got to be the greatest?"
Sally smiled at him. "Right," she said. "I'll bet you say that to all your girls."
"Yeah," he said, "maybe I do… But maybe I mean it this time." He took hold of her hand. "Do you have to go now?"
"Yes, unless you want me to keep posing for you."
"Shit," he said bluntly, "I want you to keep fucking."
Sally laughed and pinched his cheek. "Enough is enough," she said. "I'm beat right now. Maybe next time." As she dressed, she said, "Don't worry, we'll get together again."
"How about tomorrow afternoon?" he volunteered.
"Sure thing," Sally said, stepping into her panties, "just put in a call for me at the agency."
"It'll cost me, but sure will be worth it," he assured her.
When she had at last finished dressing, Ben gave her the voucher for the office plus what she had earned on the side.
Then she was gone.