Schooled for sex

CHAPTER FOUR

Maree Laverne was a dark-eyed Mediterranean beauty whose ripe figure made her look older than her eighteen years. She had an oval face and large brown eyes, her lips were a red cupid's bow, and her nose was small and straight. Thick, rich curls cascaded down over her shoulders and just reached her collar bones, which is where her breasts began. Even in her school uniform, designed to be asexual, she excited me. Those full pouting breasts pushed up and out, and when she talked she always made sure they were pointed at the person she addressed. A major distraction. But her eyes were very captivating, too. Big and dark, mellow, they could flash suddenly with a raunchy sensuality, and when that happened my cock went up as if it was a flick knife.

It was late afternoon when I found her. Vinnie and Peggy were doing the interviews with teachers. By means of close questioning I had discovered that Maree liked to take walks by the lake all by herself. And after a long traipse through the woods, that's where I found her. She didn't seem surprised to see me and she was quite cordial during the preliminary bout. As soon as I got down to brass tacks, however, she closed down.

"Why do you think I know anything about this?" she asked after fending off my questions for about five minutes. "There are hundreds of girls in this school and most of them knew Laurel better than I did. Go ask them."

"Your name was mentioned," I said.

"Whoever it was, I'll get her ass for this," she said darkly, her big eyes stared moodily over the placid lake while her hands automatically tucked her dress under her thighs. Now and then the wind blew it out of the way to reveal milky thighs to my sex-starved eyes. When I offered her a cigarette she accepted it without a word. It was very peaceful by the edge of the lake. The day was warm and still, just hot air sandwiched between a blue sky and the earth. During the silence I heard the snap of a twig somewhere in the woods. When I turned around I saw a girl coming at us through the trees. It was Lydia.

"Oh, thank goodness I found you!" she panted when she saw Maree beside me. "I'm sorry, Maree, I had to tell them something!" She snickered, and asked in a low voice, "Will you ever forgive me?"

"Why me?" said Maree. For a moment she reminded me of the godfather.

"Because… well, let's not talk about it," said Lydia. "Anyone feel like going for a swim?"

"Why shouldn't we talk about it?" I said. But then I did the quickstep. "Yeah, I feel like a swim."

"Yeah, why not," Maree said. She gave Lydia a dirty look and started to take off her clothes. "The girls in this college are nothing but big mouths anyway. But don't get your hopes up, mister, you're not getting anything out of me. In my family there's nothing worse than a snitch."

"Well, we'll talk about it later," I said airily. Maree had taken off her dress and tie, and was unbuttoning her blouse. I felt as if I was at the unveiling of a masterpiece. Bit by bit her beautiful, creamy white tits were revealed until her bra took over. She hung the shirt on a bush and reached behind her to take the garment off. I couldn't breathe. In my excitement I'd forgotten about getting undressed. I just stood there with my hands by my side, tongue hanging out, waiting. The bra came off and out came a pair of tits that belonged in the Smithsonian. Big and perfectly round, with brownish pink nipples pushing dead ahead, her tits stuck out from her collar bones and arched sensually back to her chest, at which point her stomach curved out and back into snuggle in between her thighs. She was just a little overweight, just enough to have the air of an earth mama. A thicket of dark hair covered her pussy, and when she walked away from me toward the lake I saw a tuft of hair sticking out from the backs of her thighs. And what an ass she had! Two hams that were firm enough to keep their rounded shapes without spilling out of her thighs. When one went up the other went down and relaxed briefly before taking its turn, a beautiful motion that made my knees weak just to look at it. I hardly took any notice of Lydia, even though she was also naked and lovely. She had been seen. Maree was the novelty. And on top of that she had an ass that a man could hang on to during a wild fuck!

The girls struck out for the far side of the lake, and I quickly took off my clothes to dive in after them. While they were still out of earshot the girls talked about something, but as soon as I came too close they shut up and swam on. The other side of the lake was a long way away and my condition wasn't so hot. The only thing that kept me going, or rather the only things, were those two white asses ahead of me. I didn't know what their game was but I was willing to go to any lengths to find out.

Just as I thought I'd die we reached the shore, and the girls stumbled out of the water to fall to the grass and lie there, panting heavily. I joined them. For the time being sex wasn't on my mind. I wanted only to recover.

"Hey… what's your name?" Maree said suddenly.

"Joe McCanoczek," I said tiredly.

"Hey Joe, how about you drop this case? I can assure you that Laurel is in no danger. Your presence in the school is her only problem, as a matter of fact."

"I'd like to see her with my own eyes," I said tersely. "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

"That's out of the question," Maree said. "Either you take my word for it or you forget it and we'll get rid of you some other way."

"Who's we?" said I. "You and the entire Red Army? Come on, girly, make sense." I sat up and glared at her, only to find that Maree had arranged herself in a most seductive pose. One leg lay flush with the ground, the other was drawn up and at an angle to her torso, so that her pussy became the center of interest no matter which way you looked at her. The pubic area was still wet from swimming and her dense bush lay slicked back against her flesh so that the form of her generously proportioned cunt made an immediate impression on me. Above that were her tits, proud, pushy, the nipples literally daring me to come closer. I wanted to, desperately, but first I wanted to know what her game was.

"Just me and Lydia, honey," she said softly. A smile graced her lovely features now, making her eyes so mellow that they melted me in a second. "Why should we talk about dreary things when there are just the three of us here, all alone?"

"When it comes to a choice between business and pleasure," I said, crawling toward her, "I pick pleasure every time." I lay down beside her and invited her to sit on my face. Maree looked shocked for a moment, then pulled herself together, and with a deep blush she straddled my face. Lydia, less of a stranger to me, took the initiative by taking my cock in hand and looking at it very closely as if she wanted to smell it out before she got too familiar with it. I hoped for the best, but Maree's cunt dominated my mind. It was a fat little thing, swollen and firm, opening easily to give me a generous view of her tight, pink cunt hole. She looked down at me, her hands hanging by her side uneasily because she didn't know what to do with them. Her eyes were watching me closely, suspiciously, and she was stiff all over. Since she didn't know what to expect I took my time getting down on her. For the first phase I contented myself by looking up into her slit and running the palms of my hands lightly over her fulsome cheeks.

Lydia took my knob into her mouth and gripped at my stalk with tight lips to draw my cock back, stretching it, then opening up wider and going right down over it. I was only half hard and she was able to take me inside without any discomfort. But it felt so lovely to feel her lips around the hilt that blood poured in by the gallon and expanded my tool until she gagged on it. Now I was too excited to continue my game. I had to have a taste of this ripe little girl!

Maree shuddered as my tongue ran along the pink valley of her cunt. I did my best not to shock her too much, but it was hard to hold back. She tasted so fresh, womanly, and yet immature. Even though she was still worrying about whether she ought to sit on men's faces or not, her juices oozed out with ill-modulated passion: the upper half of her was girl, the lower half woman. I ate the woman while the girl made up her mind. Eventually her cunt made her mind up for her.

Suddenly Maree was wet and restless, her pussy pressed down over my mouth harder to get more tongue impact. Her hips shuddered with an unearthly rhythm so that it was hard for me to get my tongue to the right places. But it seemed that any part of her cunt was a good part and so I licked with abandon, slobbering all the way up and all the way down, tasting her and kissing her, sucking more juice out of her hole and drinking it down in deep drafts. Far away, in another dimension, Lydia was sucking my cock. It was background music to a great drama. Maree's pussy soared above the average cunt in wetness, form, and just sheer edibility. Somehow it and my mouth meshed, making it compulsory for me to eat and eat and eat until my jaws ached and my face was covered in the nectar of her best part.

I pushed her back and toyed with her dark pubic hairs, ran my fingers along the open lips and tickled her clitoris. Maree had her eyes tightly shut and her beautiful big tits heaved stormily as she tried to stay abreast of the action. But she couldn't hold out. The moment I brought my mouth back against her cunt she started to squeal at a very high pitch, wounded bird cries that rose higher and higher until they were soundless. And then, with that same adolescent lack of temperance, she let out a long scream and fell backward, her arms and legs flailing out of control. Poor Lydia had to dodge her quickly or she might have damaged my cock. The redhead quickly pushed her friend out of the way and resumed sucking, though. She had acquired a taste for it.

While Maree rested I managed to get a finger into her snatch and that kept her on the burner till she was ready for the real thing. Lydia did the same for me. I waited for as long as I could but then it was a matter of being ready or not, here I come. I pushed Maree over on her back and mounted her. At once her hand reached down and guided my wet cock into her wet pussy. It eased into her without the slightest resistance. She was tight but so well lubricated that I was almost sucked into her. Lydia was quick to adapt She lay beside Maree, her ass alongside the girl's head, so I could reach her brunette pussy with my tongue. I noticed that her cunt hole had shrunk back to its girlish proportions-a brief observation because, a split second later, I had my face buried in her muff and was eating for dear life.

How sweet it was! My cock rode in and out of Maree's perfect cunt, my hands mauled those big, plump tits, and my tongue dove in and out of Lydia's tasty pussy. I had to grit my teeth to stop from blowing right away, and not long into the fuck I had to stop altogether to give my balls a chance to settle down. But even stationery it felt wild! It was as though her cunt had magic powers. Small twitches and contractions rippled about the hard flesh of my cock, soft pressure, warm wetness, and the feel of those resilient big tits squeezing through my fingers, all left me hovering on the brink for a moment. But then I recovered myself, and with long, easy strokes I began to fuck and suck again.

They were both moaning and groaning, bringing their pussies in closer for larger doses of cock and tongue. Maree reached back and took hold of one of Lydia's tits, rolling the nipple between two fingers expertly. Lydia ran her fingers through the rich curls on Maree's head. But then I started to fuck in earnest, and the girls soon forgot about everything else. I brought Maree's legs up so that the backs of her legs were hard against my shoulders. This opened her cunt up so wide that I barely felt her pussy flesh when I entered, and it gave me a springboard from which to dive into her cunt even more deeply. Lydia had to change her position to fit in with this. She got up and turned her ass toward me, then bent over and rested with both hands on the ground in the leapfrog position. Her lean buns were parted before me and with every lick of my tongue I gave her a rim job as well. But that was a secondary activity. I was putting most of my strength into battering Maree's pussy with my indefatigable cock.

How good it felt to be banging it into her. I saw her full tits bob and ripple with every stroke, saw her bite her bottom lip in the agony of ecstasy, felt her nipples turn hard and stay that way, and then all those lovely little cries of passion started up again, music to my ears. Her cunt joined in with wet sounds and sudden farts, egging me on, driving my cock in from different angles, coming in from up high to chafe against her clitoris. Now her fists were beating on the grass beside her, her body rollicked uncontrollably, those cries of passion were getting higher again, harder, harder, shoving it up her, bayoneting her, totally manipulating this little cunt while her friend was getting the tongue-lashing of her life!

Maree reached a crescendo. Her body went rigid and shook as though she had the bends. Harsh cries, low grunts, echoed through the woods. And then she went limp, sighing away into a lump of flaccid flesh, into a euphoric coma. At once I pulled my cock out, grabbed Lydia in a half Nelson and put it to her. Fucking her, I walked her over to a tree and made her support herself against it. Then I grabbed hold of her boyish buns, pulled my cock right out of her, and slugged it into her like a haymaker. Lydia let out a yell and almost lost her balance. She straightened up just in time to receive the next blow, and then we were off and running. Her back shook and swayed, her hands clutched at the tree trunk and her knees kept on buckling, but somehow she stayed in the line of fire. My cock reamed in and out of her at full speed, bumping against the entrance to her womb, then withdrawing and barging up her once more. She couldn't take it. A cry of ecstasy came from her lips and then she fell to the ground like she had been de-boned.

I surveyed the two girls with pride and then stood over Maree, jerking off slowly. She looked up at me with glassy eyes, nothing registered. When I was close to coming I kneeled down over her and pushed my cock between her lips. My closed fist kept pumping at my dick until the sperm rushed along the stalk and spilled out into her mouth. Maree just swallowed it all as best she could but I wasn't sure if she was with it. I drained myself into her mouth before giving up. Her throat muscles gulped every last drop of my jizz as she swallowed again and again! She liked the taste!

When they regained their senses they treated me quite differently. Now I was a man, not just an intruder from another planet. Maree didn't have to be pressed for information now. She volunteered it. "I'll take you to where she is," she said after we had swum back to the other shore. "You'll have to drive me to my place, though, and that's in San Francisco."

"That's no trouble."

"And you have to keep it a secret. If any of the girls find out that I'm taking you there they'll kill me."

"Why should it matter to them?"

"Why?" Maree seemed nonplussed for a moment.

"Because nobody liked her," said Lydia quickly. "She was a very unpopular girl, Joe, and so when Maree's father… well, anyway, nobody here wants her back."

I looked from one to the other, more confused than ever. Maree assured me there was nothing to worry about it. I left it at that. The girls were cooperating, no point trying to stretch my luck. Only when I got back to the school I found a message to call Mrs. Van de Kut at once. And when I did she informed me that the ransom note had arrived.

"They want a quarter of a million dollars, Joe," said the dowager. "That's an awful lot of money. I want you to get to the bottom of this as soon as possible, or else I shall have to pay."

"I'm following up a major clue at this moment, Mrs. Van," I told her. "By tomorrow I should have good news for you."

"It'll be a great favor to us both," she replied. "If this ransom stays in my bank I will transfer a goodly portion of it to your bank."

Incentive piled on top of incentive. "Okay, I have to go to San Francisco for a day or so," I told my staff, "and while I'm away I want you to get documentary evidence of widespread masturbation for Miss Parsons, and if you hear anything good pass it on to me. For the rest I know you'll keep yourself amused." Vinnie thanked me from the bottom of his heart and Peggy winked at a girl standing not far from her. She'd been making friends.

Maree and I went to Miss Parsons' office and told her that we'd be back soon. The headmistress asked no questions, offered no objections, she wished us godspeed and that was that. Something was wrong somewhere. My old private eye's bones gave me the message. Everything was moving too slickly, everyone was too agreeable all of a sudden. But then I couldn't see why Maree would lie to me.

She put her bag in the back of the car and joined me on the front seat. A few of the girls waved goodbye to her as we drove through the grounds, among them the little blonde. "Who is that girl?" I asked Maree. "Everywhere I go I see her."

"Oh, her, she's just a nosey bitch, that's all," Maree shrugged. She was out of uniform now and had on a low-cut top and tight jeans, a bit of make-up and high platform shoes, which, instead of making her look older as she'd intended, made her look like a pretentious twelve-year old. I loved it! As we drove I kept taking peeks at the phenomenal bosom, the crotch of her jeans, and false eyelashes, everything about her was erotic, desirable, and wanton. She sat close to me and her hand rested casually on my upper thigh. When we reached the freeway and the car needed only the minimum of attention from me, her hand moved a little higher until it had a firm grasp on my cock.

"Careful now," I warned her. "If you lead me astray this car will follow."

"I'm just being friendly," she said, snuggling up to me and caressing my cock openly. "Do you want me to sit on my side?"

"Oh no, it's all right, you can stay where you are." My cock responded wholeheartedly to the stroking of that childish hand. Hard and thick, it caused a heavy ridge in my lap, and Maree's fingers kept on tracing the outline of it, teasing me, driving me bananas! I kept the speed down to about fifty and stayed in the right hand lane. Let the other cars zoom off into the distance, I was in no hurry. Maree undid the zip and groped about inside my pants until she came upon my cock. I lifted my cheeks and made it easy for her to take it out. At the same time I shifted toward her and rested my right foot on her side of the floor. Maree knew how to take a hint. Now that my cock was up and accessible, she leaned over it and stroked it with both hands, while her hair brushed over my glands. Her mouth was close, closer, her hot breath flowed past my sensitive skin, but she held back for excruciating seconds. Suddenly I wanted nothing more from life than to be blown! If only she would get down to it!

I reached out with my right arm and held her close to me, at the same time applying downward pressure so that she would have to suck my dick. Mischievously she held her head up. The car was on a sort of automatic pilot. One hand remained on the steering wheel, my eyes vaguely took in the long road ahead, but the rest of my being was concentrating on the mouth hovering over my cock. "Come on, baby, give it to me," I said pleadingly. Still no response. Her fingers closed around my dick and began to rub it up, her hot breath stimulated me, but that warm wet mouth remained out of reach.

In the end she looked up at me with her mellow brown eyes and said: "I'm sorry, Joe, it just doesn't seem right in a car. I'd love to do it to you… but I can't!"

"What do you mean?" I said irritably. "Are you afraid someone will see you? So what if they do? They'll never see you again."

"It's not that." She buried my cock and zipped me up, then sat with her back against the other door and chewed on her nails. Her legs were wide apart and it seemed as though that subtle bulge was cocked up at me. I moved about uncomfortably in an attempt to get my cock in a more suitable position and thought how nice it would be to fuck her with abandon. She had a point, cars were not the place for heavy sex. There was only one thing for it.

"How about we pull over at a rest stop and go behind the bushes?"

"Outdoors?" She looked at me as if I was crazy. "No, Joe, I'm sorry. That may be normal to you but I'm not that worldly."

"You want to check into a motel then?"

"Oh, could we! Yes, that'd be wonderful!" She lunged at me and wrapped her arms about my neck to give me a big kiss. It was getting dark and the big neon signs along the freeway were already on, blinking, multicolored, and enticing.

"We'll have to register as father and daughter," I told her. "And you're going to have to take off those eyelashes and make-up. Look innocent at least until we get into our own room. Another thing, could you wear something over that top? Those tits make you look like Lolita."

"Afraid they'll suspect something?" she smirked.

"Terrified." I could see it now, Joe 'jailbait' McCanoczek goes to trial. That crime got the biggest sentences because the judges were mad with jealousy. They wanted teenage pussy and if they couldn't have it, the guy who got it would pay dearly for it. I'd been in the business for a long time, I'd seen men go up for trial a hundred times, and after a while you get to realize that the symbol for justice shouldn't be a blindfolded woman holding balances; it should be a crotchety old man suffering from a war injury, standing on top of steeples with both thumbs turned down. So I took care to see that Maree followed my instructions. By the time we reached the lobby she looked like my daughter. Both of us were swarthy and good looking, and now that she had her platforms off and her flatties on she was able to hold my hand and still resemble a forlorn child. The person behind the counter didn't even raise an eyebrow when I asked for a room with two beds.

"Isn't this marvelous!" she said when the door had been locked behind us. "Look, color TV and everything! I'm going to take a bath first, Joe, I'm still dirty from that swim in the lake."

"I'll have one with you," I said quickly. My whole body throbbed like an aroused cock. Alone at last! It was a heady sensation to be close to Maree, to watch her undress, and to know there wasn't the slightest chance of anyone's discovering us. She was mine to do with as I pleased. She removed her clothes quickly but I wasn't far behind.

"You have to stay here for a moment," she said seriously. "I have to pee first."

"So do I. I'll tell you what, why don't we pee together?"

"That's disgusting!" she said, wrinkling her nose.

"Come on, let's see what it's like." I pushed her into the bathroom, a shiny affair of white tiles and long mirrors. No matter where we stood we could catch our reflections. In her bare feet she barely reached five feet, to my six, and for a moment there I thought of myself as her father. But then her big ripe tits hove into view and my tingling balls told a different story. "Get into the tub," I said, "and stand up in front of me.

"I usually sit down."

"Stop being a baby. Go ahead, get in the tub with me." We faced each other and there was a long pause. I had fight down an erection before a drop of piss would pass through, and she had to sort out psychological problems before she could accept the situation she found herself in. But a twisted spurt of piss arched through the air and landed at her feet, and right away there was a change in her behavior.

"Wow!" she said, looking at my quarter-hard cock in awe. "That must be great to piss like that. Look at me, I can do it too!" And with a squeal she reached down to her furry pussy and parted her lips with two fingers, forcing her thumbs behind the skin flaps so that her inner cunt bulged out. A moment later a thin, golden stream of piss leapt out at me and ran down my leg, warm piss that brought shivers to my body. The last of her shyness disappeared. She moved forward, legs wide apart, her pussy inside out, aiming her trickle of piss at me so that it splashed against my inner thigh and mine hit her squarely in the navel and poured down into her pubic hair and over her. cunt. For the first time in my life I wanted to piss forever! The thrill was subtle, elusive, but strong for all that, feeling the warm piss from her body and seeing mine drip through that most coveted part of hers… but soon, all too soon, our bladders were empty and the thrill faded.

Maree switched on the taps and rinsed the piss out of the tub before putting in the plug and filling it halfway with hot water. We sat down then and helped each other to lather up. The golden shower had been the entree. Now we restrained ourselves only because we knew we had all the time in the world, all the conveniences, and on top of that we wanted to tease ourselves into a higher state of lust. It wasn't easy, though, especially when she soaped up her big tits routinely, just as she'd been doing for years. The sensual sheen of her flesh, the blobs of soap suspended from her nipples, watching her wash her face like a little girl, all that made my cock stick out of the water like a buoy. When she wanted her back washed she turned her back to me and got down on all fours so I could do her ass too. This was where the teasing almost got out of control. I lodged my cock vertically against the split of her big buns and wiped her back down with a washcloth, moving my dick as the cloth moved. She started to push back into me, daring me to go further, to take her from behind. By the time I'd lathered down to the small of her back my knob was awfully close to her asshole, and the temptation was balanced only by the certainty that she wouldn't welcome a cock up that particular orifice. No, hold on a bit longer, I told myself. I wanted to fuck her up the ass but to do it I would have to choose the right time.

So I backed off and washed her ass very carefully, shoving the washcloth up her anus with one finger and evoking squeals from the girl. There was much that I could teach her about sex and I planned to give her a crash course. Already she'd discovered that a finger up the ass can be fun. In the bedroom I would show her that quantity in that department was quality. When she did my back there was no reticence, although she did run the tip of her finger curiously over my sphincter muscles. I groaned to tell her how good that felt, but she withdrew it quickly and turned her attention to my balls.

After rinsing each part of our bodies very carefully we got out of the tub and dried ourselves down in front of the big mirrors. "Do you really think they believe I'm your daughter?" Maree asked.

"It doesn't really make any difference. Even if we had produced birth certificates and photographic evidence, they'd think I was screwing you by now. You're irresistible, that's the point."

"Oh, that's nice of you to say," she said. We were clean, dry, and ready except for our hair. Maree had a blow dryer in her case and we sat on the bed with it. She did mine and then her own, and when that was done she said with an impish smile: "You know what I do with this machine sometimes? I get off with it. No, don't laugh, it's true. Only don't tell anyone. Look, I'll show you." She directed the stream of warm air to her tits and turned the thing on full blast A high-pitched whine accompanied the blast of air and I could imagine what the people in the next room were thinking: vibrator! Well, they weren't far wrong. The stream of warm air made her nipples stand up and already she was less occupied with showing me than doing it to herself. Now the stream moved downward, her legs opened wide, her free hand parted the labia, and now the hot air blasted away at her clitoris without obstruction. I could only sit by and watch with envy. Women had so many ingenious ways of jerking off whereas, men were more or less confined to the old fist. There she went, going limp, moaning slightly, her hips bucking erratically, until suddenly she snapped taut like a drawn rope, and then relaxed completely.

"Isn't that awful of me?" she laughed when she turned the machine off. "It's dangerous, too, I could get a shock from it or something. But it's so nice that I can't resist it."

"Come here," was all I said. Her pussy was still hot from the dryer, but hardly dry. Trickles of whitish ooze appeared as soon as I opened her up, and my tongue quickly flicked left and right to get it all. Maree lay back, her head high on a mound of pillows, her hands idly caressing the tips of her tits. She knew how to luxuriate, that girl. Her legs were drawn up wide apart and her eyes were half closed, there was nothing she had to do but to let me eat her. And as I burrowed into that teenage cunt and drank her ample juices and nibbled her clitoris and did all the other things women are fond of, she drifted away into a voluptuous doze, moaning softly, pinching her nipples. The most effortful thing she did was to lift both her tits up to her lips and kiss the nipples. But that exhausted her. She reclined once more and let me push her into dreamland.

What a cunt! It felt meaty in my mouth, plump as a pheasant, and the fluids drooling from it were like a side dish of olives. The tart fragrance of her cunt had to be breathed right in to be savored, the way one does with a good cigarette. And the silken texture of her inner thighs, with those little chicken bones at either side of her cunt, kept my hands abuzz with sensual experiences. For most of the time I was too intent on eating her to give my eyes a chance. All they saw was dark pubic hair. But now and then I drew back to check on her condition and to take in the fleshy vista of her pussy while it was so wide open and gloriously wet. It was, I discovered, the best angle to view Maree from. When she was dressed she was just attractive and busty, a self-assured school girl who would soon be a ball buster of the first order with dozens of rejected lovers bobbing in her wake. But from here the first thing one saw was her was her cunt, the slash of womanhood, an eternal reminder that her center of gravity lay not in her looks, her mind, or her tits, but right between her legs. Her cunt was the sun, and every other part of her merely revolved about it, no matter how hard she might pretend to be something other than mortal. And this little shrine would see many worshippers, all of whom would be pre-dated by me! That gave me grim satisfaction. This cunt that secreted its nectar into my mouth now would entertain all kinds of men in the future, but none of them would know how it had once been. The eighteen-year-old mystique. They would fantasize but I would know, and there would be moments when her peculiar taste would repeat on me, or her perfume would be revived by another. Yes, I had arrived.

Another bite, another nibble, licking her clitoris with strong pressure, sucking her juices out noisily, nudging her cunt with my nose while my tongue flicked at her asshole-did she like it? It was hard to tell. I eased my hands up under her buns and lifted her up to get a better shot at her puckered little hole. Now the tip of my tongue pressed down on her anus directly, and her only response was to part her legs a bit further. Thus encouraged, I parted her cheeks with both hands and pushed my tongue deeper up that musky, nervously tight orifice, dipping it in and out like a little wet cock. "Oooooohhhh Jeeeeesus!" I heard her moan. My nose pushed hard against her cunt and my jaws ached with the effort of keeping my tongue extended, but nothing could stop me. I tongue-fucked her until I was sure she recognized her asshole as being an erogenous zone. And to make doubly sure I had her roll over on her belly. Then, holding her ass wide open, I lay face down on her and licked her split until she was writhing in ecstasy. So was I. Her ass exercised a strong fascination over me. Those bulbous, firm cheeks were utterly squeezable, and her asshole was unbelievably soft to the touch. Each time my tongue dug into her tight tunnel it was like entering a pit of wet silk, and then to feel her delicate tremors, and to hear her small cries of astonishment and bliss, was like a bonus on top of a bonus. I made love to her in that fashion until I really couldn't keep my mouth open another second.

"Get on top," I told her. Moving in a trance the girl came over to me and squatted over my erect cock. I held it in place as she eased her cunt hole over it. She was wet and wide open, there was no difficulty in getting to the bottom of her, and once we were connected she lay down on top of me. My hands were on her relaxed buns, feeling the deep quivers that ran through the mounds of flesh each time she pushed down on me. One finger held my cock in place in case she moved too impetuously. And another finger idly traced the perimeter of her asshole, innocuously, absently, not intending anything; until she was sufficiently distracted. Then that finger quickly pushed past the elastic barriers and lodged itself securely inside her ass.

Maree didn't mind. Perhaps she didn't notice. She had her arms wrapped about my neck and was kissing my face languidly while she undulated her body to send my cock in and out of her squelching pussy with a steady rhythm. I kept my finger in the one place so that her every movement caused her asshole to stretch against it. Without her knowing it, I was loosening her muscles, opening her up for my own evil purposes. Cunt fucking was pleasant, my favorite, but the time was right for a more piquant treat. And if I did it right she would love it.

"Oh Joe!" she moaned, twisting about on top of me. "I'm going to come, Joe. Hold me tight, it feels so weird. Oh dear… oh my God, what's happening down there-Joe!Hold me, ooohhh nooooo, oh-oh-oh yeeessssssss, fuck me now, hard, hard, yesssss, give it to me, oh yes, that's it,I'm coming, I'm aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…" A frantic gallop brought her undone all over me. Sweat welded our bodies together, her cunt juices were slopping about all over the place, and my finger was scooping it up to smear it into her asshole. "Oh Joe, that was beautiful!" she sighed. "But am I making it good for you?"

"Just relax," I said soothingly. "Go on, get off me for a while, take a break, that's it, lie on your belly. Now don't move. This may hurt very briefly but then you'll love it." She was too far gone to take heed of my words. I grabbed a couple of pillows and stuffed them under her belly so that her ass was high up. Her ass looked succulent from that angle, and when I parted her cheeks once more she let out a sigh of pleasure and rested her face on her arms as though she was going to nod out. I pushed my knob at her asshole and let it rest there for a moment. Maree took no notice. Another push. Her sphincters gave way a little to form a shallow cavity. I stuck my cock into her pussy again for a lube job, and when I tried her asshole again my glands slipped inside easily.

"What are you doing?" she said, startled by this fat intrusion. "Oh Joe, you're not… no, you wouldn't!"

"Do as I say now, baby, relax," I said sharply. At this point I wanted no interruptions. Her asshole had a tight knell on my cock, erotic friction galore. The tough resistance of her anal canal was being countered by the secret fluids of her back door, my cock inched up her smoothly, yet she complained bitterly about the pain. "Please don't do this to me," she said. "It hurts too much, O Christ, take it out! Joe, can you hear me, take that fucking thing outta my ass!"

"Not a chance," I muttered. My cock was halfway up her now. Both my hands kept her shoulders pinned down, my cock impaled her, and all she could do was curse and toss her head from side to side. That subsided slowly. The deeper my cock dug into her delicious ass, the softer her voice became. "Take it out now, Joe… don't hurt me, oh dear… ooohh my! It hurts… be gentle, oh yes, that's the way, softly, softly, that's so nice, yes, yes, in and out, harder now Joe, do it to me!" She had passed the critical stage. Now her asshole had adjusted to my shape and it was ready for the pounding that it merited.

I drew my cock back until only her sphincters had a grip on it, then pushed it right up her ass. She grabbed hold of a pillow and buried her face in it, sobbing with ecstasy and fresh pains, but now there was no question of her wanting it. I slowed down the pace of my fucking to relish her flesh more thoroughly. The silken sheath slithered along my cock lovingly, firmly, and made it feel bigger and more potent than ever. Maree raised her ass and got on her knees, lascivious now that she knew what to expect. I clutched at her fleshy cheeks and leaned back as I dug my cock into her distended asshole. Everything seemed to be in a red fog for me. I was only barely conscious of where we were or who I was fucking. Now it was all for my cock's sake. The thrilling sensations, the slight, slippery resistance of her asshole, the slap of her ass against my belly, it all fed back into my loins, swelling my balls and draining my head of blood for emergency penile supplies. Harder, faster, sending my cock plummeting into her ass, banging my belly into her cheeks, gripping her flesh with such force that large white patches grew around my fingertips. Maree was moaning ecstatically. Her face rested on the mattress and her arms were stretched out before her so that she could grip the bed board. In that position I could penetrate her to the hilt and she could hold herself in place without distracting herself from whatever was happening behind her pussy.

I reached down and squeezed that wet, hairy little ball of flesh, then poked about until my index finger slipped inside her drooling hole. There I could feel my cock entering her body, pushing hard against the thin membrane separating her orifices. I hunched over her, shoving more of my finger into her cunt, the other hand grabbing for a tit and squeezing it hard. She let out a yell that turned into a cry of triumph. New orgasms were rising inside her. She shuddered, gibbered, frothed at the mouth, and her head tossed from side to side as if she couldn't give vent to all of the passion that was in her. All I could do was to keep my cock moving steadily in and out of her asshole, and to add another finger to the one already in her cunt. Somehow I managed to coordinate this double fuck, drawing my fingers out when my cock barged in and vice versa, hut it really didn't matter. Maree was way ahead of me, crying, squealing, laughing, and sobbing all at once.

Once more I subdued a rising orgasm, but it would be for the last time. I wanted just a little bit more of her, I wanted to be a little crazier when I did come. My cock moved back out of her asshole until only the glands rested inside her. Then, with short, shallow jabs, I fucked her with the thickest inch of my cock and left the rest to her imagination. She almost went crazy with desire, frantic to have that empty space filled with hard, throbbing meat, and the more she tried to screw herself with my dick, the more I dodged her. The result was a climax that sounded terminal.

"You're the greatest, Joe," she said when she'd picked herself up out of the fit of orgasms. "I haven't had many men but nobody could make me feel any better. I wouldn't want to feel any better or I'd lose my mind." She snuggled up beside me and fondly stroked my limp, greasy cock. The climax I'd had still echoed through me. It was as though something had reached down in my cock and had ripped my balls out of it. At that moment I needed nothing. Our sweaty bodies were twined together, her gratitude was adding warmth to my post-coital bliss, and her little hand stroking my cock was as pleasing to me as ear scratching is to dogs. It was true, I was the greatest. No man would make her go through the contortions I'd put her through. Maree would always remember me as The Man. I smiled down at her and told her to light me a cigarette.

We smoked leisurely while the color TV played unheeded. Beyond our room people were making noise, walking, going about their business, and I felt sorry for them. We interrupted ourselves for a while to order up some coffee and food, and before the room service came we quickly straightened up my bed, put on clothes, and sat in chairs like good families do. But as soon as we were alone again we tore our clothes off and ate in the nude. I put out the 'Do Not Disturb' sign and announced that I was ready for more. Maree was more than willing.

"Can I suck it again?" she asked coyly. "I love to do that, it's sort of like a big pacifier, and when it's in my mouth I feel all calm and happy."

"Like sucking your thumb?" I said.

"Yeah, I guess it is. But then I think of what it does to me and that makes it all different, very exciting- oh, let's not talk about it, let's just do it." She pushed me back on the bed and went down on me like a vulture pouncing on a snake. Soon the snake reared up and filled her mouth, and from there on Maree treated it as no other woman had. She loved my cock, doted on it, kissed it and licked it, or just held it and looked at the phallus with shining eyes. I watched her and found it hard to believe my good fortune. At that point! didn't give a shit about Mrs. Van and her daughters… well, a little bit for the vestal one, Martha. Apart from that I was ready to reimburse her all she'd paid me and spend some weeks in this motel with Maree, playing doctors.