A knock on the door woke Liz with a start. She sat up on the bed, blinking blearily. She almost called out when the knock sounded again, hesitantly, and she woke fully to her surroundings.
She was lying on the bed of a motel room, the radio blaring warmed-over disco in competition with the noisy squeak of the air conditioner. There was no need to ask who it was; it was her first client.
Her heart in her throat, she jumped to her feet.
"Just a minute," she called out, trying to make her voice as sultry and seductive as possible. She knew the man who waited outside was probably a fat, greasy toad who smoked cigars and stank, but she had to make him feel as good as possible.
Anything was better than another lesson from Hans and Greta!
She stood in front of the big mirror beside the bed. She wore a loose white blouse, lighter and filmier than the one she'd had on when her uncle had brought her here two days ago. A long, loose skirt hung to her ankles, slit clear to the waist to reveal tantalizing flashes of shapely tanned leg and thigh. It was amazing how the change in garb made her look five years older.
She felt as if she'd aged a thousand years instead of five.
The knock came again. She jumped. If the client complained that she was slow, there would be trouble. Her asshole still ached from the day before yesterday and the wicked marks of Greta's hips had barely disappeared. The marks they'd left on her soul would take much longer to fade – if they ever did.
Her long auburn hair was done in a knot at the back of her head. Sunlight filtering through the drawn curtains made golden highlights sparkle in her hair. She patted a stray strand back into place and turned toward the door.
She paused to turn on the radio. It took all of her willpower to make herself walk toward the door and the man who waited outside – the man who had paid Danny to possess her helpless young body and do what ever his perverted mind desired! But never far from her mind was the shrill song of Greta's lash, the smack and sting as it bit into her naked flesh. Drawing in a deep breath, she walked to the door and pulled it open.
She relaxed abruptly, and a quiet sigh escaped her red-painted lips. This couldn't be her customer! It had to be someone looking for another room. He was too handsome to have to come to a place like this to get laid!
The young man reached up and brushed his red gold hair from his eyes. He blinked rapidly in the stark white sunlight but there was naked appreciation in his gaze as he looked over the slim, beautiful adolescent. Liz felt her heart, beat faster. Maybe he wasn't at the wrong place – and she certainly hoped not!
"Are you Liz?" he asked in a mellow baritone. She started to nod with coltish eagerness, then remembered the role she was supposed to be playing. She stepped back from the door, trying to ignore the sudden moistness in her pussy and the hunger deep inside of her lush young body.
"Yes," she said, managing to keep her voice from cracking with excitement. "I've been expecting you. Won't you come in?"
"Thank you." The tall, handsome young man stepped gratefully in out of the sun.
Liz shut the door and turned to look at him. Her eyes were wide. The heavy mascara-lining job she'd done on them made them look enormous. The normally hazel eyes were darkened with the passion she felt building within her hot pussy.
Had she the time to reflect, she would have wondered at her instant arousal at the very sight of the sexy young man. Not that it was hard to understand being turned on by him: six-foot-two, golden-haired and tanned, eyes bright green, strongly built but not as grim and threatening as Hans had been. Had her years of sexual inhibitions allowed her a man of her dreams, he would have been that man.
But to react with such immediate, unabashed lust – that was totally strange. Or maybe not. She'd been used sexually, without any choice in the matter, time and again over the last few days. She knew she had to fuck the customer whether she liked the prospect or not. Maybe her horniness at the mere sight of this man was normal and natural!
"Pleased to meet you," the young man was saying.
She realized she'd been staring, concentrating so hard on looking at the newcomer that she'd completely missed most of his words.
"Pardon me?" she said. She started to say something more, to apologize for staring and not paying attention to what he'd said, but she felt his gaze level on her and realized that she had no good excuse. She felt her cheeks flush hot with embarrassment.
"I said, my name's James. You can call me Jamie, if you like. All my friends do."
She raised her eyes to meet his. There was no mistaking the frankly carnal interest in his gaze.
"I'd love to be your friend," she said. She didn't want her words to be as breathless as they'd sounded.
She stood there a moment, uncertain of how to proceed. His green eyes watched her calmly, but intently. Should she offer him a drink? Ask him to sit down? Try to make small talk?
She tried to speak, but couldn't. Her throat was dry, but her pussy was sopping wet. She was incredibly horny. Oh, well, that was what he was here for, wasn't he? she told herself as she let instinct take over.
The cool green eyes lost some of their composure as the lovely, slender adolescent in the altogether grown-up outfit glided up to him and wrapped her arms around him. One hand reached up to pull at the back of his neck, bringing his head down to her upturned face. The other hand brushed thrillingly down his ribs, to cup his crotch as her lithe body suddenly writhed against his.
He had barely grabbed her slim sides when her mouth pressed against his in a fervent kiss. Her tongue probed hotly over his lips. He opened them. Her tongue stabbed into his mouth, searching.
She kneaded the bulge of his crotch in her moving hand. She felt his cock hardening like rapid-set cement. Her pulse raced. The cock that was growing quickly into a rampant hard-on beneath her eager fingers felt immense!
As his horniness increased and his surprised ebbed, tall Jamie took the initiative. His tongue strove mightily with hers in an erotic embrace. He slipped his hands down, grabbing two firm, rounded asscheeks. He was pleasantly surprised to note, by the silky feel of the flesh in his grip, that beneath the long, elegant skirt, the auburn-haired girl's ass was as naked as the tits crushing pebble hard nipples against his brawny chest were.
His green eyes widened. A wicked, lustful light came into hers as she saw his startled expression. She smiled and ground her full boobs harder still against his brawny chest. The flimsy fabric of her blouse thrilled her sensitized tit-tips almost as much as the solid feel of the young man's muscular chest.
Her fingers rubbed up and down the bulge of his big cock. It was bent, trapped within his tight trousers and underpants, but she could feel its fantastic size. A sudden hunger gripped her, as insistent as the longing inside her now-soaked pussy. With a lewd smacking noise, she broke the embrace of their two young mouths. Jamie stood there, looking at her, his head cocked to the side at an odd angle. His mouth was smeared, shiny with their mixed saliva.
Her heart fluttering within her ribcage, she dropped to her knees and sucked in an excited breath as her rigid nipples raked down the young man's chest and firm, flat belly. She squirmed her boobs against the bulge in his crotch, sighing with the urgency of her erotic need. Then her fingers began to fumble at the belt buckle and fly that held captive his mighty cock.
In a moment his pants were open and his zipper was hissing downward. He rested his brown hand on her auburn head as she pulled his pants down to his knees and impatiently tugged down on his white boxer shorts. His fat spar of prick resisted for a moment, trapped in the elastic waistband, then snapped upward to slap his belly as Liz gasped with wonder.
His cock was nine inches long!
For a moment all she could do was to sit there on her knees, with the fragrant oils of her pussy running in an unrestrained river down her silky thighs. Jamie's prick was much, much larger than even her uncle's tremendous dong. She blinked at the giant pillar of cock as if believing it to be a mirage, but the vast outlines of the rampant cock remained incredibly the same. A reddish-purple prickhead the size of a child's fist seemed to vibrate at the end of a fabulously thick, vein-wrapped shaft of rockhard cock. She could smell the meaty aroma of his prick now, as well as the sweet droolings of her own pussy. The heat from the great bar of cockmeat washed over her face.
"Oooh," she cooed. The spear of hot cock was as hard and hot as it looked as she reached up to grasp it. She pumped her trembling fingers lightly up and down the thick cockshaft. It throbbed in her tight grip, and the youth moaned and shifted his hips with barely restrained passion. With a guttural sound of lust, Liz bent the cock down and popped the swollen tip into her mouth.
They both moaned loudly as her cool mouth closed around his super-heated prick. Her juicy lips were stretched taut around the pole of his cock. Her cheek muscles creaked in protest at the distance her jaws had to open to accommodate that colossal prick. She ignored the slight aching. The flavor and feel of his massive cockhead plugged into her mouth was too delightful to let anything to lessen her pleasure.
She felt the underside of his ballooning cockhead pulsing hotly against her tongue, thumping on the bottom of her mouth. She brought her tongue experimentally up around the curve of the gigantic prickhead. She felt the fat tip of Jamie's prick throb, seeming to swell still more as her wet tongue swirled crazily.
She spiraled her tongue around and around the cockhead, savoring the taste of hot prick. Her tongue worked its way back to the very tip of the young man's prick. He gasped and grabbed her head with both hands as she pressed her tongue-tip to the slit at the tip of his cockhead, as if trying to drill it into the tiny passageway running the amazing length of his cock.
She tasted something sweet, with just a hint of saltiness. Pre-seminal fluid had welled from the young man's hairy balls to drip into her eager mouth. She sucked the clear fluid from the fleshy cocktip, savoring the taste like vintage wine.
Despite his efforts at self-control – made obvious by the quivering of his well-built body – Jamie was almost to the point of ramming his cock to the hilt into the delightfully sucking face of the kneeling girl. It was obvious that the girl was no expert at cocksucking, just as it was obvious she was nowhere as old as she was trying to appear.
But the fervent, happy way she was going about sucking his enormous prick was somehow a million times more exhilarating than the impersonal perfection of a prostitute performing a blow-job on a client. The girl seemed to have felt some overpowering attraction to him the moment she laid eyes on him, to be trying so hard. As she sucked on his prickhead so hard that her cheeks hollowed, and slipped her wet tongue down to assault the sensitive underside of the knob, he had to admit the feeling was starting to work both ways.
From the abrupt tension in the powerful thighs that her big boobs were flattened against, Liz guessed that she'd found a place to suck with her lips and tongue on Jamie's cock to intensify his pleasure. With just the fat head fucked into her pretty face, she kept her fingers stroking up and down the huge length of his rigid prick. Her other hand began to rub the front of her tits, squeezing her pillowy jugs and his firm thighs. Her big boobs felt hot, crawling with delightful sensations. Her fingers slid to the slope of her breastbone, and she began unbuttoning the thin white blouse.
Never taking her attention from the cock stuck into her wet mouth, Liz undid her blouse, baring her scrumptious tits. She rolled the fat globes against Jamie's legs, sighing happily around the cock plugged into her sucking face, at the feel of his pants raking over her swollen nipples. Jamie bent his head sideways to look down at her naked jugs and avidly cocksucking face. The big tits were white and gorgeous, as pale as snow in comparison to her suntanned face.
He felt his big load of hot jism simmering to a boil in his taut, hairy nut-sac. Just a few more moments of this excruciatingly sweet punishment from the girl's mouth and he'd blast his spunk clear down into her belly! There was nothing wrong with that, particularly since the young girl had made it clear that right now she wanted nothing more than to taste his spurting jism.
But he had a hunger of his own that he longed to sate. He cast a glimpse at the bed, an impersonal rectangle of metal and cloth with a yellow and pale green print spread. Pleasure lanced up his cock as Liz combined a surprisingly deft twirl of her tongue with a hearty suck at the fleshy cockhead imprisoned in her sucking mouth. Ecstasy turned his legs to hot rubber. This was no time for subtlety – he had to take what he wanted while there was still time.
The cockhead slid from the girl's mouth with a pop as Jamie went to his knees. For a moment the spit-slick prick was in danger of slipping altogether from Liz's sexy oral embrace. Then her tits swung heavily as she bent down so that her lips could suck on the gleaming pricktip once again.
In a few heart-beats, she found herself bending over the reclining body of the youth. His cock jutted up like a marble column into the tight circle of her wet lips. A trickle of saliva ran hotly down the sides of the mighty prick.
Liz's long skirt had fallen open, revealing a bare, brown leg and the succulent pink skin just below her waist. She had both hands wrapped devoutly around the base of the boy's fat prick, moving them up and down as if trying to milk the huge prick. In fact, that was just what she was trying to do – milk every drop of delicious come stored in Jamie's balls right into her hungry mouth!
He reached out and touched her bare leg. An electric current seemed to pass between his fingertips and her bare skin. She shivered, as if she was suddenly cold. But there was nothing cold about her; her body was heated by a passion that at any moment threatened to break into an uncontrollable inferno of lust!
Fingers crawled like living creatures up the girl's thigh, sliding inward around the shapely curve of her curvy leg. Liz felt a hot tingling in her pussy that made her lush butt move around in the air like a revolving sign. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but at last the young man's hands closed gently over the hairy mound of her juicy pussy.
Jamie wasn't at all surprised when his hand encountered her crisp cunt fur. He felt the rubbery softness of Liz's wet, pussy lips, and in her cunt flooded his palm with savory cunt juices. He squeezed the tempting cunt bun. With a gasp of sheer joy, Liz sucked at his prick so that it took every ounce of his willpower not to blast his come right through the top of her head!
His upper torso half-turned, thrusting another inch of his cock into the girl's sucking face. She pulled her head up momentarily, then sighed and sucked his whole cock back into her mouth. The bulbous head of his cock probed clear into the back of her mouth, and into her gulping throat.
Her tongue tickled the cock stalk buried in her face. Should she drop her head lower still, to allow the mammoth cock to slip fully down her throat? Or should she stick with a proven performer and continue to work at the sensitive cockhead and the thick shaft of the youth's prick? There was no need to make a decision yet, and she was distracted at that instant as Jamie slipped a finger into her cunt and began finger-fucking her vigorously.
While one hand massaged and fucked Liz's slobbering pussy, the other pushed her long, trailing skirt up around her lushly-padded hips, baring her pert rump nit stuck enticingly up in the air as she knelt on all fours over Jamie's hot crotch. Then his hand curled lovingly around the swell of one ripe young asscheek and began pulling Liz's lush hips toward him.
Without understanding Jamie's intentions, Liz shifted as his hands directed her to. She'd been instructed to obey her client's every whim, and had described to her in horrifying graphic detail the fate that would be fall her if she balked at any whim, however perverse or bizarre.
But no thought of that entered her lust-fevered mind. The stiff finger plunging in and out of her hot cunt felt like sheer heaven. Anyone who was giving her that much pleasure could do with her as he wished – not that she suspected for a moment that the young man desired to hurt her. He didn't seem capable of hurting even a fly. But what he was capable of was driving her tender young cunt crazy!
It wasn't till her leg brushed his cheek and his hand urged her to swing her leg over to straddle his upturned face that she fathomed what he had in mind. His warm breath played over her wet, widespread cuntlips. His arms were wrapped around her thighs now, and his fingers pressed at her thick, furry outer pussy lips, pulling them open to expose her delicate inner twat flaps and wet-walled cunthole.
It hit her with the suddenness of lightning. He was going to eat her pussy!
She gasped. In her astonishment she let go of the youth's fantastic cock. The prick sprang away from her open mouth, flapping to and fro like a flag in a high wind. After her torment and humiliation of the last, terrible few days, it had never occurred to her that anyone would ever give her so much pleasure by eating her pussy.
It was another thing she'd heard about from the other, more sexually adventurous girls at school – and from her own experience of sucking men's cocks, receiving head must be a powerful pleasure indeed! Trembling wildly with passion and expectation, she grabbed Jamie's cock and again stuffed it back into her wet mouth.
As her mouth gave exquisite suction to his cockhead once again, Jamie slid his tongue from his mouth and licked along the oozing slit of Liz's pussy.
"Mmmm!" she exclaimed, her impassioned cry muffled by the prick plugging her mouth. "Nnh!"
It was like electricity surging into her pussy from the tip of Jamie's hot tongue. Her ass rocked from side to side as the tongue stroked her pussy again and again. Then her lush buttcheeks rose high in the air, and drove powerfully downward as she tried to impale her pussy on the stiff, upright tongue protruding from the young man's working mouth.
Reading her intentions, Jamie made his tongue stand upright, as stiff and strong as a miniature prick. The tip of his tongue touched the crinkly hairs around the opening of Liz's pussy, and pushed them aside. They flowed down his tongue, and Liz thrilled to the feel of his tongue slipping along the nerve-rich inner surfaces of her cunt flaps.
Liz sighed as she fucked herself on the jutting tongue. She felt her cunt lips touch Jamie's mouth, flattening themselves delightfully against his unyielding teeth. She rolled her delectable ass in the air, grinding her wet cunt against the young man's face. Pussy sauces ran in torrents from her cunt, coating his tongue with sweet, sharp pussy-flavors, and filling his mouth.
At the same time she was filling her pussy with his tongue, Liz was cramming her mouth full of delicious, rampant male cock. The utter ecstasy of having her cunt eaten had driven away her apprehensions about swallowing her young lover's cock. If anything, the passion Jamie's tongue fucking was causing in her pussy made her long to have that big prick driven to the balls in her beautiful face!
Jamie's fingers pried Liz's pussy farther open as her face made its way toward his hairy crotch. The progress of his prick into her mouth and down her graceful throat was not completely smooth. When the cone-shaped head of the youth's prick slid past the back of her mouth, she felt the first stirrings of a gagging reflex, and stopped.
Sensing the cause of her hesitation, Jamie drew his tongue very slowly from the girl's pussy. The taste and crisp, clean smell of aroused adolescent pussy was thick and heavy in his nostrils. He pulled his tongue free of the oily embrace of Liz's cunt and stabbed it almost savagely against the glistening pearl node of the girl's clit as it jutted from protective folds of pink pussy-skin a mere inch from his chin!
Cataclysmic delight blasted into Liz's pussy. Her eyes threatened to pop from her head as a tidal wave of pleasure smashed through her body. Without the slightest hesitation, she rammed her head downward.
His cock slid into her throat as smoothly as clockwork.
Jamie's butt lifted off of the carpet as he fucked his cock upward. He felt Liz's nose prodding the root of his giant prick as his crotch pressed against her straining lips.
She'd taken his whole huge cock into her mouth! Her fingers toyed with his balls as her tongue danced in maddening circles around the deeply imbedded sword of his cock.
For a moment the girl barely dared to move. As turned on as she was, she teetered on the verge of gagging on the mighty cock stuffed down her throat. Slowly she accustomed herself to having the great log of cock so deep. The head of his prick seemed to pulsate madly in her hot mouth. Then, hesitantly, she began to deliberately work the muscles of her throat around the great pole of prick she had swallowed, not in the unconscious reflex of gagging, but in a slow, urgent squeezing and stroking of the cock that soon whipped the youth into a frenzy of passion.
It was Jamie's turn to shudder with lust. He licked mindlessly and aimlessly at the tasty meat of Liz's cunt as her throat caressed his deeply buried prick. His heels pounded on the rug as he struggled to drive still more of his monumental prick into that altogether willing, sucking face.
Confident now that she could swallow his entire spar of cock without gagging, Liz raised her head once more. Her lips slid up the shaft of Jamie's prick slowly, as though reluctant to let the marvelous cock leave her mouth. Her teeth, held apart at a precise distance, gently scraped the sides of the withdrawing prick, while her tongue stroked each inch of its length.
At last she had only the conical head of Jamie's prick throbbing in her mouth. As she wrapped her lips tightly just behind the flared hood of the prickhead, Jamie gave a muffled cry and wrapped his lips around her big clit. His tongue flicked wildly at the swollen bud as her pussy sauces streamed thickly down his chin.
Conscious control left both of their young bodies. Liz rubbed her tits around and around over Jamie's flat stomach, feeling the hard nipples being pushed up into the masses of her meaty boobs, feeling the tips of the nipples tingling at the touch of the cloth of the young man's shirt.
She fucked her face up and down over the column of his big cock as hard and fast as she could have fucked him with her pussy. Her tongue was active, exploring the sensitive underside of the tremendous prick, and she sucked rhythmically with all the force she could muster. Her saliva slickened the entire length of his prick, and matted the hair at the base of the nine-inch cock.
Jamie sucked and nipped at Liz's clit until the increasingly violent motions of her half-naked body tore the delicate nerve button from his oral grasp. Then he started licking her cunt with long, strong strokes, from the cunthole up, so that each lap of his skilled tongue flicked against her still-hard clit. Wise in the ways of cunt lapping, Jamie strove to maintain stringent precision in the tempo of his tongue strokes. In a few seconds Liz found herself panting, and the up-and-down motion of her head over his upright cock, and even her heartbeat, attuned themselves to the rhythm of his heated pussy eating.
How long they went on – joined cunt to mouth and mouth to prick, as one feverishly fucking organism – neither would ever know. Each spent a delightful eternity sampling the subtleties of the other's lush body, at the same time reveling in the attention being paid to their crotches.
Liz increased the power of the cock thrusts in and out of her mouth, and loved the taste and hardness of the stabbing prick, while Jamie's tongue played sweet music in her pussy.
Jamie was going out of his mind with the hot, wet pressure of the girl's mouth as she sucked on his cock, while her tongue laved wet love all over his cock. His tongue tasted the musky sweetness of her pussy, and the two were locked in a lustful rapport the like of which neither had ever known before.
When they finally came, it was like an earthquake, their whole bodies shaking in a bone-jarring frenzy of passion. Liz felt her pussy clamp shut around Jamie's probing tongue at the same instant his prickhead, throbbing against her working tongue, quivered and spat hot come into her waiting mouth.
Jamie shut his eyes as spunk exploded from his balls, and shook when he felt the silken grip of her pussy climaxing around his tongue. Their bodies pressed together with all their might as Jamie drank down Liz's pussy sauces, and as she swallowed charge after charge of his seething come.
The thick white jism filled her mouth, overflowed, and ran down her chin as Liz greedily sucked on the spurting prick. Her pussy seemed to explode in rhythmic bursts of orgasmic energy. She thought briefly that the young man's come was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted. Then she let herself slip into the most total ecstasy she had ever known.