Carl Morgan didn’t even realize what happened to him. All the girls in the Lovers, led by Billie, literally fucked him into submission. The coup de grace was delivered by one of the girl’s thirteen-year-old sister visiting for the weekend. Carl was reported and taken before the Dean to answer the charges that were mysteriously brought against him concerning his affair with a minor.
Carl’s revenge against the Lovers for what he supposed they had done to his wife led to his own downfall. Ironically, when he left the school, Louise had relented and gone with him.
It didn’t make any difference to the girls because, by that time, Louise had completely converted to lesbianism and been ostracized by her family. She only wanted Carl as a meal ticket and the rest of the girls knew that she would continue to make him miserable until she finally left him again.
Weeks followed until Billie just naturally took over leadership of the Club. Thelma hadn’t graduated yet, but it soon became apparent that she couldn’t keep up with Billie’s thirst for sexual kicks, and therefore lost her standing in the meetings and the orgies that followed.
Billie herself reveled in her new-found status and the availability of both men and women to aid in her sexual fantasies and games.
But even that palled after a while. She had done everything sexual inside the confines of the Club that she could possibly do and not anger or humiliate the other members to the point where they would no longer follow her leadership.
So, while retaining her status in the Lovers, Billie started looking around for a new kick.
She found it one afternoon in an off-campus restaurant in one of the seedier sections of the city. It had been a particularly boring afternoon and, with no meeting of the Lovers intended that evening, Billie wandered alone downtown. She eventually found herself in a little beer bar and grill, eating a boring lunch with a crowd of strangers.
She was just picking at her food when suddenly she looked up and saw him. He was a dwarf ugly, deformed, with a hunchback. Then she looked at his crotch and saw the fat line of his flaccid cock in his trousers. It ran all the way down to his knee.
He looked up and saw her looking at him.
He scowled.
She smiled.
She noticed that he was inspecting her much the same as she was him. His eyes took in her legs and then scanned up and down her figure. Carelessly, she unbuttoned three buttons of her blouse. She wore no bra. When she folded her arms under her tits, they rose and billowed with cleavage in the opening of her blouse.
He licked his lips and then suddenly looked away as if in embarrassment.
That was when Billie decided what she would do.
He turned to her again with his embarrassed expression. She let the blouse sag open a bit and felt her nipples harden up and stick out distinctly against the cloth. His eyes drank in the sight of her partially bare tits hungrily.
Billie felt a flush of excitement.
When he left, she followed and watched him enter another bar. Again she followed and found him in a dark booth far in the back.
Without smiling or speaking, she went over to him. She sat down beside him and dropped her hand into his lap. She explored with her fingers until she found the hardening lump of his gigantic cock.
He smelled.
It made it more exciting, more sensual, dirtier.
She molded her fingers around his cock and squeezed it until its girth strained against her hand, until it was so large that she couldn’t get her hand all the way around it.
She found the head and dug her nails into it. He smiled, showing yellow, broken teeth. His prick throbbed and swelled. She continued to fondle it until its growing size reared in his pants. He looked steadily at her as she fisted it.
“I want that in me,” she said.
He gurgled an unintelligible reply.
Billie walked out of the bar and waited. Soon he came lurching out behind her. She looked around and he nodded down the street. She started walking, with the hunchback shuffling close behind her.
She spotted an opening on a rickety board fence and squeezed through it to find herself in a vacant lot. Slowly they made their way, the hunchback and the beautiful blonde coed, through the tall weeds, scattered junk, waste paper, and beer cans, to the center of the lot.
Her cunt was spewing juices down her inner thighs and her heart was pounding as she turned to face him.
He wrenched the zipper on his fly open and glared at her, his tongue thick with lust over his slobbering lips. With a shaking hand, Billie reached in and freed the throbbing giant of his cock.
She couldn’t get her fingers around it now as she squeezed and pulled it into the open with one hand. With her other hand, she pulled her skirt into a knot at her waist and spread her thighs so that tiny drops of her lust juice dribbled from the lips of her bare cunt.
His grotesque, claw-like fingers reached for her cunt. Savagely, he jammed three fingers up her hole and tickled her asshole with another.
She fondled the huge sac of his balls, hefting the delicious weight in her palm and rolling them together with her fingers.
He jammed his fingers in and out of her soaking cunt, making her legs grow weak with sexual need. She gripped the shaft of his prick and pulled up and down on it, working the skin back and forth over the flaming head until the little man’s jism started to ooze from it in gobs.
“What do you like to do?” Billie asked finally. “Do you like to suck… fuck… what?”
Again there was nothing but gurgling to signify words.
Billie pushed downward on his huge prick until he fell to his knees. She then pushed forward with her pelvis. The height was perfect. Her cunt rammed against his face as she rubbed back and forth until she had smeared her cunt juices all the way from his forehead to his chin.
“Eat my pussy,” she commanded. “Stick your tongue in my cunt hole and suck me dry.”
He rammed upward with his mouth and tongue. She gasped as his tongue separated the gooey lips of her pussy and traveled up her hole. It was hot and hard and he tongue-fucked her greedily. She groaned as she felt him dart in and out of her cunt, licking at her insides, and sucking the love juices out of her.
“Harder! Suck harder, you little bastard!” she said, holding his head in her hands and grinding her cunt against his mouth.
She locked her legs around his head and entwined her fingers in his scraggly hair. With her hands, she moved his mouth around and around on her wet cunt while forcing his driving tongue deeper and deeper inside the flowing slit between her legs.
“That’s it… that’s it,” she cooed. “Almost, almost there… keep sucking, you little shit. Keep eating my cunt!”
Cunt juice flowed like a river from her lower lips to mix with his saliva. She hunched her hips harder forward, accepting and demanding his lips and tongue with the softness of her pussy.
He slipped his tongue inside, tasting the sticky heat of her vagina. She shoved her cunt more firmly against his mouth, plastering her glued-up lips to his.
Slowly she let the passion build in her until she was at a peak. When she knew she was about to come, she mashed her cunt down, grinding its musk into his face, feeling the orgasm rip through her body as his throat worked to swallow every last drop of her heated juices.
But one orgasm wasn’t enough, not for Billie. She knew his cock would be rampant now, needing, wanting, oozing the juice that would fill her up.
She let him slide his tongue around and around her clitoris until she could stand it no longer. Then she pushed him backward until he sprawled on the ground. His prick, the head still oozing sperm, reared up in the air, jerking with pulsating tension. She clambered on top of him, pushing her cunt down onto the erect stake of flesh, down around his throbbing erection.
It felt as though it was glowing inside of her. The walls of her cunt protested as she sank down harder, but they yielded to his rigid girth. His cock was blazing hot and burned within her as she lathered it with lubricants. She squeezed and rotated her body on his, pushing down with all her weight so the full force of his gigantic tool would rip her as it entered.
“Oh shit,” she moaned, “good… good fucking cock. Oh, God, how it fills me up. It feels like it’s going all the way to my tits!”
The bulk of his cock filled her, sending shock waves of desire to the hardened nipples of her thrusting breasts.
He gurgled something beneath her. She paid no attention. “Fuck me,” she hissed. “Fuck me harder, you little shit! Use your cock!”
Now he was humping furiously up and down, in and out of her soaking, hot cunt. Ramming himself upward firmly, burying the thick shaft as far as it would go, he would then pull back as she lifted, so he had the full length of his long pole to ram again into her hungry hole.
“Yes… yes, keep it up… faster… faster!”
Now he raised on his elbows and gazed down at the joint of their locked bodies. He was sweating in the sun. His face showed the exertion, but he never slowed his pace. In and out, in and out, his hard cock pumped into Billie’s willing pussy.
His cock was plunging faster than ever. He was fucking with all the intensity in his little body now. His heavy prick beat a tattoo on the inner walls of her cunt as he thrust the power of his body behind his cock in the need for release.
Her flesh started to awaken to the new feelings, and pulsate in rising passion as the ravaging cock smoothly fucked and rammed into her like a well-oiled piston. She sobbed as she felt the warmth of lust overcome her body. Her rippling hips surged and she could feel her muscles tighten around the driving length of the cock.
“Oh God!” she shrieked, amazement flooding her voice. “I’m getting it… and it’s good! It is good!”
Her full, ripe tits, heavy now with the growing desire that had risen within her, bounced back and forth on her chest. Her cunt was smoldering from the fucking of the massive tool. The fucking she was getting suddenly began to bring her an undeniable pleasure that was intensified by the body behind the cock fucking her.
She could feel her breath coming in long, drawn-out gasps from the image of her own exciting debauchery in the sun.
She was enjoying it, loving it.
No matter which way she lunged or bucked, she could feel the needles of lusting fire pounding her flesh, making every nerve in her arching body quiver.
It felt good, so good. She didn’t want to stop. She wanted to go on, and on, and on.
“Fuck me, little man… I’m coming, I’m coming!” she rasped.
She could feel the throbbing cockhead in her belly begin to swell and knew that he was about to explode. At the last second, she pulled the sheath of her pussy from his prick and replaced it with her mouth.
She had no more than put his cock in her mouth when he filled it with hot cum. He shot off so much thick cream that for once Billie actually had trouble swallowing it fast enough. It seemed that the harder she gulped, the faster the hot gobs jetted out. Some even ran out her mouth and trickled down her chin. The cum sent quakes of orgasm shooting through her body.
As his come diminished, Billie remounted him and again sank his prick up her cunt to take the last of his stream in her pussy.
But he wasn’t finished.
The more she slid and squirmed, the longer his cock seemed to grow as he jerked under her. It grew and throbbed and convulsed and finally, with a great spasm, spewed a second, even more powerful load of molten sperm deep into the dark cavern of her sucking cunt.
Weak and sweating, she sat on top of his body, with his cock still in her cunt, long after the passion had subsided. She looked down at his ugly face and felt weak and happy.
She unbuttoned her blouse completely and leaned forward, letting the sun warm her breasts as they hung out to him. His rough hands pulled and worked at them. The wind felt good on her body.
Then, reluctantly, she pulled herself off him and got to her feet. She straightened and brushed off her clothes. Without a word or a sound, he did the same thing, and then ambled away. Billie followed him until he turned into the basement of a dark and dirty deserted building.
She made a note of the address and, smiling, took a cab back to the campus. When she got to the room, Ginny was asleep. Billie bathed and then climbed into the two single beds that had been pushed together to make a double.
She leaned across and caressed Ginny’s forehead with her hand, then kissed her tenderly on the lips. Ginny opened her eyes and smiled.
“Hi.”
Billie kissed her again, running her tongue around the full circle of the young dark-haired girl’s lips.
“I wondered where you were.”
“I found the weirdest little man,” Billie said, cupping her hand over Ginny’s breast. “Really?”
“Yeah. I fucked him in a vacant lot in the weeds… right out in the open.”
“Shit… you have all the fun.”
“It’s all right,” Billie said. “I followed him to where he lives. You can go with me the next time. He’s got a huge cock.”
“Yummy… did you suck him?”
“Yeah… and I swallowed it all,” Billie said.
A coy smile came into Ginny’s face. “How would you like to suck the next Leader of the Lovers’ pussy? I’m wet as hell down there.”
With a groan, Billie slid her head beneath the covers and between Ginny’s thighs.