Nooner Wife
by Jason Cannon


FOREWORD 

Behind the outward serenity and closed doors of middle-class suburban homes, 
we find people tormented by the same problems that have afflicted men and 
women throughout the ages. 

While Americans today are leading "the good life", enjoying material 
comforts unheard Of in other countries, people may still find themselves in 
an emotional turmoil, reinforced by the increasing alienation of our 
lifestyle. 

Patty Lestor is a typical young suburban housewife. She is surrounded by 
material comforts. Yet her boredom and her husband's increasing neglect lead 
her into acts she never dreamed herself capable of. With each day, she finds 
herself set more irretrievably upon a path from which there is no turning 
back. 

NOONER WIFE is a novel about this woman. A novel about the problems that may 
confront any woman when she makes the fateful decision to ignore society's 
prohibitions. 

The Publisher 


Chapter One 

"Aaaarrr000www! Oh, Joe ... that's enough of your fingers, honey!" 

"Oh shit, baby. My cock's so hard for you!" 

"Yes ... yessss, your cock ... put your big dick in me!" 

Joe flipped his body between his wife's lush thighs and, using his knees, 
scissored hers apart. 

The pink of her lovely cunt lips winked up at him from the gaping mouth of 
her blonde pussy. 

Holding his stiff prick in his hand, he looked at the clock. Shit, he 
thought, it's already five after seven and I've got to make the seven-forty 
train. I don't really have time. 

"Joe ... Jesus, don't stop now ... you've got my pussy hotter than a 
firecracker. FUCK ME!" 

"Oh, baby .... I ... I want to," he groaned, watching those exquisite hips 
surge her cunt up toward his cockhead. "You know bow I want to!" 

"Then do it! PUT IT IN ME!" 

"Okay ... okay, Patty, honey. A quickie." 

Oh no, she thought, no, not another quickie. You got me heated up, damn it, 
now I want more from your dick than a quickie! I want my share of cock! 

Suddenly she wanted to stop him, to scream at him that making his wife was 
just as important as making money, or making a good impression on his 
bosses, or making a success of his job. 

But she didn't. 

She was getting his cock, and the feel of it drove everything else from her 
mind. 

She could feel the head dipping into the pussy juice that ran rampant from 
her swollen gash. She raised her legs higher and placed the soles of her 
feet on his taut but. 

When she was sure that his cockhead was in line with her hole, she lunged 
upward with her hips, sending the sheath of her hot pussy over his pole. 

He felt the movement and met her thrust with a downward movement of his own. 
With a slurping sound his cock drove into her cunt full to the hilt in one 
stroke. His nuts thumped against her asshole as their crotch hairs matted 
together. 

"Yes ... oh,. God, yessss, good, good prick. Fuck me, Joe ... FUCK MEEEEE!" 

Their hips met and parted. His pelvic bone, crashed against hers. He pulled 
his meat from her sheath until the head toyed with the edges of her gooey 
lips. Then he again crashed forward, driving his massive tool into the 
depths of her fuck-hole. 

As they fucked in perfect unison and Patty's juice-filled cunt started 
pouring her love cream onto the bed and his balls, she again prayed that 
this would be the time. This time he would wait for her. 

Joe always came. He could come at the drop of a hat. But for the last year, 
Patty was left shaking and quivering with unfulfilled desire when he would 
come and then immediately pull his drained cock from her heated, hungry 
pussy. 

"Is it good for you, Patty honey? Does my cock feel good in your twat?" 

"Yes, baby, yes! Keep fucking ... DON'T STOP!" 

He rolled around between her juice-soaked thighs. Patty didn't move too 
much. for fear that she would make him come before she got her own gun off. 
But the torment of sexual possession was building like a volcano in her 
belly. 

Joe's body became a piston, ramming his tool against the walls of her cunt 
and touching the groove at the top of it. Then he became crazed, possessed, 
feeling how warm and clasping her sweet pussy was. He pounded into her, 
fucking hard, using his cock like a weapon to drive her ass into the, 
mattress. 

His whole body came alive, and Patty started to match him stroke for stroke 
as he fucked her. Her hips trembled and shook, burning with delight. 

She wanted to hold back, save him, but she couldn't. Her body was screaming 
at her: Fuck, fuck, FUCK! 

With all the strength in her hips, she rocked him upward and locked her legs 
beneath him. In so doing, she could tighten the lips of her pussy with the 
strength in her thighs. He continued pounding her cunt hard as she arched 
her back and scooted down on the bed so that she could get the full measure 
of his prick against the heated need of her clit. 

"Not so tight, baby ... not so tight ... I ... I ... " 

She didn't hear him. She heard nothing but the driving need for release that 
pounded in her ears. She closed hey eyes, arched her back to push her clit 
against the shaft of his cock, and concentrated all her body on fucking him. 

She began to thrash wildly beneath him, taking and loving his prick, 
thrusting her hips as he rode her. His cock was on fire, ramming her hole, 
jamming with all the strength in his body. She felt his shaft recede, and 
then come in her steaming cunt even deeper than before. Groaning with 
passion, she squeezed his prick as tightly as she could with the walls of 
her cunt. His balls felt wonderful as they slapped against her asshole. 

"Oh shit ... I ... I think I'm coming," Joe groaned. 

"No! Oh, God, NO! WAIT FOR ME!" Patty screamed, clawing at his buttocks with 
her sharp nails as if she could force all of him into her pussy. She needed 
just a little longer. "DON'T!" 

Once, when he had raised very high on her and his cock had come down in a 
hard, pounding stroke, the ridge running across her clitoris, she thought 
she would come. But it had passed and his cock was again deeply buried in 
her cunt. 

She was juicing like a river now and it added to the fire in Joe's balls and 
belly. "I ... got ... to." 

Then it was pouring into her in thick, hot streams. She squeezed her cunt 
muscles together even harder, trying, in a last-ditch effort, to bring off 
her own climax before he finished. 

Joe screamed as he shot off. He thrust balls deep into her gaping pussy and 
shuddered through the rest of his come. 

Underneath him, Patty was crying, her body shaking with sobs. 

He thought she had come. 

She hadn't. 

Joe pulled his cock out of her, leaned down and kissed her, then rolled off 
the bed and headed for the shower. Twenty minutes later he was going out the 
door, fully dressed, to catch the commuter train. 

"Tonight, honey ... that was so good we'll do a repeat after dinner," he 
called over his shoulder. 

"Sure we will," Patty said to his fleeing back. "If you don't fall asleep 
first." 

He hadn't heard her. He was gone. 

Still shaking, Patty dragged herself from the bed and went into the 
bathroom. As the tub filled, she looked in the mirror and took stock of 
herself. 

Patty Lestor, beautiful suburban housewife. Age: twenty-six. Condition: 
childless and sexually frustrated. Part owner, with her husband Joe, of a 
beautiful home in Rose Hills, and two cars. All of it mortgaged to the hilt. 
And because of that mortgage, her husband had to work so hard at climbing 
the corporate ladder that he couldn't take time to fuck her properly. 

When they were first married, the sex had been fantastic. But then they had 
to start looking successful. They bought the house. Then they had to have 
two cars. Then a swimming pool? 

"Joe, we can't afford a swimming pool. We're up to our ears now!" 

"The weekends, honey. Invite people out for business. You'll see. It'll pay 
for itself." 

Of course it hadn't. They only went further into debt and Joe had to spend 
even more time away from home at the office. 

"Let me get a part-time job, Joe." 

"Never. No wife of mine is going to work! I can support you!" 

Twenty-six. 

Was she getting old? 

At eighteen she had been a State beauty contest winner. At twenty she became 
a stewardess. That's how she had met Joseph Lestor, a rising young executive 
and five years her senior. The following year they were married. 

Sex was good then. Joe only worked ten hours a day, five days a week, and he 
always had a hard-on. 

Now he worked fifteen hours a day, six days a week, played golf on Sunday 
for business reasons, and got it up a couple times a month. Then usually at 
six-thirty in the morning, when he had to catch the seven-forty train. 

Her image in the mirror looked back at her. She was very sexy, very 
beautiful, and very horny. Any man would give a year of his life to satisfy 
what her husband was barely scratching the surface of. 

She had golden blonde hair that hung loosely in long, satiny strands and 
framed her lovely face like a bright mist. Her eyes were deep blue and 
sparkling, her nose was straight and turned up slightly to give her a 
girlish look that Joe found completely enchanting; her lips were full and 
tinged with a natural reddish color, her cheeks bloomed like pink carnations 
against the alabaster whiteness of her skin. Her delicate, swan-like neck 
curved gently into her creamy shoulders, and her lithe, supple body was 
blatantly voluptuous. 

Patty breathed deeply and arched her back. Her thirty-eight-inch chest, with 
the perfectly round D-cup globes, danced in front of her. Between her 
thighs, the hot juices of her recent half-fuck glistened in the downy fur of 
her blonde cunt. 

She shut off the tap and, still shaking from the feel of Joe's cock lulling 
her box, climbed into the tub. 

With hesitant fingers, she reached for the cream rinse bottle. It had been a 
joke, the bottle. Joe had given it to her for her twenty-sixth birthday. 
Then it had been full of French perfume. 

"This will always help you remember me," he had said, handing her the 
package. 

She had unwrapped it and gasped. It was a plastic bottle of perfume, all 
right. But it was shaped just like a thick, ten inch cock. 

The cap of the bottle was shaped just like the head of a cock. Now, as she 
rubbed it up and down the hot slit of her seeping cuntal gash, she smiled. 

"Oh yes, Joe, honey. Everytime I use this bottle, I remember your cock. It's 
probably the only reason I haven't gone crazy in the past year." She placed 
the plastic cockhead at the opening of her vulva and slowly pushed it up 
into the hole. 

It felt good as it parted the velvet lips and started to slide up her. There 
had been no need to lubricate it; her cunt was more than wet enough to take 
twice what the bottle had to offer. She shoved it up her cunt until the base 
was just touching her pussy hair. The she crossed her legs over it and 
tensed her muscles in her thighs. 

Using one hand on the side of the tub, she started fucking her pussy with 
the other on the fake cock. As she fucked the full ten inches in and out of 
her, she pulled back on the thick staff so that it would ride hard against 
her erect clitoris. 

"Ohhhh ... ohhh, yes ... fuck me ... fuck myself, but shit, make me come ... 
I want to come so bad ... so fucking bad!" 

Harder and harder she fucked, mashing the barrel against her clit and the 
head against her womb. Then her legs spread wider, one foot hanging over the 
edge of the tub. Her hips picked up the rhythm and she was fucking the 
plastic bottle back. 

"Harder ... faster ... " she moaned, as if there were actually a man 
attached to the long hunk of phony man-meat. 

Again and again her cunt swallowed the full stem until she felt the heat 
from her clit start to engulf her whole body. She closed her eyes and threw 
her head back in pure rapture as she felt the first quivers of her come. 

The part of her body above the water started to perspire. Her huge, bouncing 
tits glistened with sweat as she punished her clit and her hole with the 
instrument. She could feel the extra juices start to flow from her crack the 
way they always did just before she started her come. She worked harder, 
breathing heavily as she fucked the hard tip up inside her cunt. 

"Yes ... YEEEESSSSSS!" she screamed at last. "Come, sweet pussy ... COME!" 

Then, as the spasms started, she hunched harder, feeling the delicious 
impact of her cunt walls slashing tight around the cock-bottle. She ground 
down hard on it, trying to make its huge length and width literally split 
her apart. 

"Ohhhh, cock ... COME ON THE COCK!" 

She came good and she came hard, the muscles of her pussy clenching and 
unclenching around the plastic barrel. 

And then it was over. She slumped back into the water as the phone beside 
the tub started ringing. 

"Hello? .... oh, hello, Marcia ... sure, that's just what I need. A good 
talk, a good swim ... and an afternoon in the sun. Meet you out by the pool, 
around noon." 

Patty replaced the receiver and again lounged back into the water, her 
thoughts filled with Marcia Phillips. Her next-door neighbor. The 
dark-haired beauty intrigued Patty. She and her husband had been divorced 
quite a while and yet no men ever visited Marcia. And if she ever went out 
on dates, Patty hadn't noticed. 

The blonde wondered what Marcia did for sex. Could it be that Marcia was a 
... ? 

Since Patty's sex life had gone to hell with Joe, she often thought about 
turning to another woman. In college, she had dabbled with lesbian love and 
had found it somewhat satisfying. 

And how did Marcia pay her bills? She lived better than Patty and Joe did, 
and yet she didn't work Marcia had also made a point several times that she 
took no alimony from her former husband. 

It was odd. 

Patty cupped her enormous breasts in her hands, leaned over and flicked her 
tongue out to lick at the erect nipples, and thought about Marcia's stunning 
body and the afternoon by the pool. 

Chapter Two 

The sun was hot but that wasn't the reason Patty felt so uncomfortable lying 
by the pool alongside Marcia Phillips. There was an odd, strained feeling in 
the pit of her stomach. It had been there since the first moment she had 
come out of the house and saw Marcia stretched out on her towel. The girl's 
heavy breasts rolled in two perfect bulges above her bra. 

Patty was so frustrated from the early-morning fuck with Joe that the mere 
sight of another, practically nude body was upsetting to her. She'd tried to 
shrug the feeling off when she had spread her own towel out and sat down, 
but it persisted, and got worse. 

Then Marcia dropped a tiny bombshell. 

"Hey, why don't we take these bikinis off and get a real tan!" 

"Sounds good to me," Patty replied, and thought she would faint when Marcia 
dropped her bra and her two perfectly shaped tits fell into view. 

God, she thought, Marcia's tits are even bigger than mine. She dropped her 
own bra and then decided to go further. "Might Just as well go all the way," 
she said, and peeled her panties off. 

"Suits me," Marcia smiled, doing the same. "Better rub down good, though. 
Don't want my titties burned!" 

Patty bit her lips as she watched the other girl rub the tanning lotion into 
her soft, full globes. Her eyes were transfixed by Marcia's massaging of her 
magnificent breasts; she stared in fascination as the girl carefully stroked 
and fondled them, gradually making her titties shine With the thick, oily 
mixture. 

The red nipples were soon taut and erect. The buds protruded fiercely from 
the middle of each globe, sticking out proudly, almost inviting someone to 
lick them. 

Patty licked her lips as she imagined what it would be like to actually 
touch the hard buds, to fondle them and pinch them between her fingers. She 
had never made a pass at Marcia during their association ... not because she 
wasn't attracted to the girl ... but because the was afraid of repulsing her 
and frightening her away. She genuinely liked Marcia as a friend and, rather 
than give in to her lesbian impulses, she preferred to keep her simply as a 
platonic companion. 

"It'll be lovely to look brown all over, won't it?" Marcia said. "I've 
always thought how silly it was to have those white places on your body. 
They look so unsightly, don't you think?" 

Patty nodded, not trusting herself to speak Her mouth felt dry and her pulse 
was already racing. Marcia completed her front and then tipped some more oil 
into her hands. She turned, kneeling up on the towel, and began to rub the 
lotion into her buttocks, pressing her fingers firmly into the cheeks and 
giving them a long, very thorough massage. 

Suddenly Patty realized that she was staring directly into Marcia's gaping 
cunt hole. The girl had pulled her cuntal 11ps apart and now she was rolling 
her fingers up and down the moistened crack. 

"Can't be too careful where you put this stuff," she giggled. "The sun's 
rays get everywhere ... especially if you're laying like this!" She suddenly 
flipped over onto her back. Again her fingers went to her cunt and pried the 
thick lips apart as her legs went into the air and spread wide. 

Then it dawned on Patty, as she watched Marcia bring her clitoris to a stiff 
little erection, that her friend was deliberately trying to arouse her. 

"Want to do this for me Patty?" Marcia coyly asked. 

There it was, the invitation. Well, why not? She needed sex, didn't she? And 
Marcia probably did, too. After, all, she and Duke, her husband, had been 
divorced nearly a year. 

Patty looked up into Marcia's eyes. The dark-haired beauty returned the look 
and then lifted her hands to her breasts. She cupped and squeezed them until 
they seemed to be pointing right at Patty. 

"Well?" she said. 

"Damn," Patty sighed, and placed her mouth on one of the distended nipples. 

As Patty sucked on the luscious breast, she let her fingers stray down to 
her belly, and then to her thick pubic bush. 

Marcia moaned and parted her legs a little farther. 

Patty let her face and tongue follow the path of her fingers until she could 
plainly see the pink lips curling open under their furry covering. They were 
fleshy and wet and enticing. 

All at once, almost before she quite realized what she was doing, her 
fingers were fondling into the slit, her other hand resting on Marcia's 
fleshy tummy. Her forefinger roved inside the sopping cunt, sinking 
wonderfully into, the tight, wet hole and pushing hard to penetrate it as 
far as possible. 

"Oh, darling," Marcia murmured. 

"Yes," Patty said, holding her breath. "More, honey ... put two fingers in 
... all the way in!" 

Patty obliged at once, inserting a second finger into Marcia's cunt. Then 
she started to finger-fuck her, turning them around and around inside the 
constricted slit. She pushed deeply, all the way into the hole, then drew 
slowly out again. She could feel the girl's crotch pressing down in a 
subtle, urging motion onto her fingers, silently approving the treatment she 
was giving her pussy. 

Boldly, Patty wriggled yet a third finger into the warm, moist slit. She 
fondled and explored the hot crevice, giving it an intimate, gentle, 
caressing kind of fuck. 

"Oh, baby ... Patty, baby ... feels so sweet, so fucking good." 

Then Patty felt a wild, tingling sensation in her own nipples. 

She looked down. The other girl had raised her hand and was calmly caressing 
the very tips of her tits, lightly rubbing her fingers across the hardening 
nipples and making them sprout to a juicy erectness. 

Patty squirmed deliciously, the action causing her breasts to wobble with an 
inviting swaying motion. Marcia started to pinch the tithes more firmly, 
pulling them downward so that they were stretched into a sexily elongated 
shape. 

She turned her attention t0 Marcia's cunt, now driving her fingers in and 
out of the slick hole with relentless passion. She gave the task her 
complete concentration, determined to force. Marcia to yield up her come 
juice. 

Out of the corner of one eyes, she could just see the rosy thrust of the 
girl's nipples, sticking up into the air, rising out of those gorgeous white 
breasts with tempting, seductive prominence. She began to lower her mouth 
toward it, opening her lips, ready to receive the red bud. 

"Oh, yes ... yessss. Fuck, yes, Patty!" 

"God, your tits are beautiful, Marcia." 

"Take 'em ... suck on 'em," Marcia groaned, hunching her cunt over Patty's 
fingers. "Oh, God, honey ... let's do it. Let's do it all!" 

"You mean...?" 

"Yes, shit yes ... let's eat each other!" Marcia cried. 

She hid moved one of her hands up between Patty's thighs until a finger had 
found the girl's pubic fur. She now wiggled her remaining fingers further 
beneath the sweet girl's thighs, her breath coming n quick, breathy pants as 
they found and started to fondle Patty's pussy. The lips were already 
straining open and she was easily able to probe her fingers between them and 
insert two digits into the exposed, eager gash. 

In they slid ...deeper and deeper into the moist hole ... until Patty could 
feel them both jammed as far is they could penetrate. Marcia started to work 
them around in a small, tight circle, keeping her fingers firmly on the 
supple, wet walls and letting her nails press gently against the ultra-soft 
fleshiness. 

Patty's lips began to tremble and her mouth began to water for the taste of 
Marcia's sweet pussy. Her tongue writhed in need for the heat of her inner 
cunt walls. 

"God, let's do' it ... let's go all the way and suck each other's cunts, 
Patty," Marcia panted. "Let's do it now!" 

"Yes ... oh,yesssss!" 

Patty swiveled her body and dipped her head between Marcia's long, tapered 
legs. She parted the soft, pink lips of her pussy and dipped her tongue into 
the pulpy goo of the brunette's vulva. 

Marcia cried out and pumped her cunt up over Patty's exploring tongue. "Is 
it good? Is it good for you, Marcia?" she asked, riding the girl's split 
gash with the hard tip of her tongue. 

Marcia couldn't answer. It did feel good, better than anything she had ever 
felt before; It felt so good that she kept moaning and grunting while the 
silken tongue pressed with more and more yearning against her hot cunt. It 
felt so good that she couldn't dream of anything feeling any better. 

But Patty didn't stop there. Her strong arms wrapped even tighter around 
Marcia's naked body as her hands dropped to clasp and cup the rippling ass 
cheeks. She pulled on the girl's ass and began pounding against the tender 
pussy with her eager tongue. 

Marcia's body began to do crazy things. She gave a loud gasp, and followed 
it with a high-pitched, shrieking wail as her cunt jerked through a 
delicious orgasm. 

"Do you want to do me now?" Patty asked, planting her hands on Marcia's 
pendulous tits. 

"Oh, God ... how, how do you want it, Patty honey?" 

Patty didn't answer in words. She expressed her desires with action. She 
rolled over so that their naked, perspiring bodies pressed together again. 
This time Patty's cunt lips were spread over the soft flesh of Marcia's 
thigh. 

Suddenly, like a piston under some divine power, Marcia felt her thigh start 
to ride and pound against Patty's cunt. 

'Oh, honey ... ohhhh, ohhhh, baby, it's good. It's so good," Patty chanted 
as Marcia's firm thigh flesh rubbed against her cunt, finding and 
stimulating her clitoris. "That's it, baby. You're fucking me, honey ... 
you're fucking me good!" 

Patty's' hands roamed over her body. "Yes ... yes, play with my pussy and my 
ass like that while I fuck you. Oh, this is so exciting!" 

Then Patty's nails dug into Marcia's ass cheeks. She cried out loudly, as if 
she were in real pain. 

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Marcia cried, suddenly frightened by the 
reaction she was causing in the other girl's body. 

"I've got my come, honey. Don't stop. Pound my pussy!" 

Patty bucked and writhed her cunt over the beautiful brunette's pounding 
thigh. She moved her head until she could suck one of the girl's huge 
breasts into her mouth. As she sucked, she used her hands to fondle the 
young ass until her fingers could spread the white, velvet cheeks far apart. 

"Don't be afraid, darling," Patty said. "I'm coming and I'm going to put one 
of my fingers up your asshole at the same time!" 

Slowly, she pushed a finger gently up Marcia's asshole and worked it in and 
out, in and out, as her own cunt exploded. 

"Oh, Patty, honey ... was your come good, really good?" 

"It was fantastic!" 

"I can't wait any longer," Marcia groaned, "I have to taste your pussy, 
too." 

She, moved Patty around until she was lying on her hack. As she licked the 
soft, inner part of Patty's thighs, all the time moving her head toward the 
heart of the blonde's cunt, she could see her juices seeping from her pussy 
and streaming down between the cheeks of her ass. 

I want those juices, Marcia thought, I want to lick and suck them! "Do you 
want my face in your cunt? Do you want me to suck your pussy?" 

"Yes, yes, I want it! I do want it!" Patty cried, letting herself go to the 
passionate crying out in her body. "I want everything. Do it, Marcia! Suck 
my cunt! Get your tongue up in my pussy and suck me!" 

Patty split her thighs wide and entwined her fingers in Marcia's shiny black 
hair. She pulled the girl's head toward her pussy, moaning and groaning with 
desire and need. Her body was trembling violently. 

Marcia's eyes went out of focus. She blinked as she saw Patty's tender pink 
slit before her. She knew she was going to suck it the way her own cunt had 
just been sucked. She trembled with lust, then heard Patty hissing and 
cooing and saw that the girl's naked ass was in erotic motion, squirming in 
anticipation. 

"Hurry, Marcia," she panted. "Hurry up and suck me! Do it to me or I'll 
explode! Oh, darling, I need it ... I need you to suck my cunt ... suck and 
lick my pussy! Get your tongue in my cunt and lick me! Hurry, darling, hurry 
before I die!" 

Both bodies jerked as Marcia's mouth made contact with Patty's hot, soft 
cunt. She kissed it with her mouth open and felt the girl trembling 
violently. She moved to make her body more comfortable and then she sucked 
the soft cuntlips deep into her mouth. 

Nothing in all the world could feel or taste as good, Marcia told herself as 
she sucked the juicy cunt and then, making Patty cry out again, she worked 
her tongue into the hot hole and probed, licking up juice, holding the ass 
cheeks and rubbing them as she tongue-fucked her nude, grunting partner and 
kept her moaning with wild desire. 

Patty was going insane with loving lust. She became possessed. She gripped 
Marcia's head tighter and pulled her face more firmly into the heat of her 
wet crotch. As Marcia licked, her tongue became a 'big exciting prick, a 
fucking prick that jammed in, and, out of her pussy in bone-jarring thrusts. 

"Oh yes ... suck my cunt ... suck me! Fuck me with your wonderful tongue!" 
Patty chanted as she tried to jerk her crotch so that her pussy could rub 
back against that sweetly invading face. 

"I can feel it ... I can feel it," Marcia mumbled. "I can taste it!" 

"Yes! Yes ... I'm going to come," Patty shrieked, and there was an instant 
response from Marcia as her tongue found the sensitive little bud in the top 
of Patty's vulva. 

It drew an agonized cry from the young girl as Marcia's tongue seemed to cut 
right through her clitoris. Patty shrieked again, a wail as the come hit her 
and threatened to make her body explode in a thousand tiny bits. 

Marcia took her tongue out of the writhing pussy and held the bucking ass 
cheeks in her hands. 

"Come, darling Patty, come! Come big and good! That's it ... let it happen 
to you. Let your pussy explode with come. Marcia held her buttocks with 
hands of iron as she drove her tongue again deep into the writhing pussy. 
Patty was still panting out excited wails as the soul-splitting come was 
finishing. 

At last they rolled away from each other and lay, admiring each other's 
magnificent bodies as they came down from the wild plateau of sexual 
gratification. 

"You make love so beautifully," Marcia said. 

Patty smiled sweetly at her. "So do you, pet. Jesus, what asses we were for 
not doing this sooner!" 

"I'd thought about it often," Marcia said, "as a break from all those 
bastards I fuck?" 

"What? But ... but ... " 

"What's the matter?" 

Patty finally found her voice. "But you never have any dates." 

"Oh, I have dates, honey. I just never bring 'em home." 

"I don't understand." 

"I'll tell you about it sometime. But, believe me, making it with you, 
Patty, was a welcome relief." 

Patty laughed. "For me it was my only relief." 

"You mean Joe ... ?" 

"Oh, he fucks me ... now and then. But like a rabbit. You .. know ... on, 
off ... and off to work." 

"Jeez, sounds like Duke when we were married. Only he couldn't get enough. 
It was me morning and night, and all the girls at the office for lunch." 

"I'd call that lucky," Patty said, frowning. 

"Uh ... listen, Patty. You sound like you really are horny. Maybe ... oh 
hell, there's my phone. I'll be right back." 

She took off across the lawn, not bothering to dress. Patty's pussy started 
to tingle again as she watched the brunette's beautiful ass cheeks jiggle 
across the lawn. 

In two minutes she was back and gathering up her things. "Listen, Patty, 
I've got to go. But why don't we have lunch tomorrow and talk." 

"Okay." 

"I'll be in the city. What about the Zephir?" 

"Sure ... noon?" 

"Swell," Marcia said. "See you then." 

Patty watched her go and then gathered her own things. Eating pussy and 
having her own pussy sucked had been good, but there was still that yawning 
vacancy between her thighs. 

Inside the house she decided to take another bath and, at least, partially 
satisfy it. 

"God," she said aloud, as she entered the bathroom, "I hope Joe can get it 
up tonight!" 

Chapter Three 

If Joe got it up that night, he wouldn't be able to use it on Patty. He 
called late in the afternoon to tell her that he wouldn't be home. He had 
two late meetings and was having dinner with a client, so he would be 
staying the flight in the city. 

Patty exploded. 

No way was she going to sit around the house alone that night. 

She took the evening train into the city. By the time she hit Grand Central, 
her resolve was melting. She needed a drink, something to bolster her 
determination. 

Across from the entrance, she entered a hotel and headed for the lounge. 
Inside it was dark and cozy. She was already starting to feel better as slid 
into a booth and ordered a think. 

Then he was there, standing by the table. She didn't really have anything 
particular in mind that night, but the way he looked at her planted the 
seed. It was very simple. All he said was hello. That was all, but the tone 
of his voice was like the expression she knew must be in her eyes; dark, sad 
and desirous. 

It took her a long time to say anything after he slid into the booth beside 
her. But when she did, her whole personality seemed to change. Her voice was 
very soft, almost silken, and it seemed to flow like one continuous melody. 

He told her his name was Robert and that he was an insurance consultant for 
a company in the Midwest. He was only in town for the evening, and he was 
very lonely. 

Then they ran out of conversation. No more weather to talk about. No more 
New York or business to talk about. Only who they were and what they were 
doing to talk about. 

Would she like to go up to his room and have a drink? 

Yes, that seemed like a nice idea. 

Together they left the bar. In the elevator, his arm slid around her waist 
and she came to him willingly. Her body pressed and molded to his as he 
kissed her forehead and eyes. 

Then, tilting her chin, he kissed her on the lips. She slid her arms around 
his neck and held on almost desperately, moaning softly in her throat as her 
lips opened to him. 

"Robert," she sighed as her tongue darted against his. 

He followed her into the room and closed the door behind them. As soon as he 
locked the door, Patty started taking off her clothes. He was surprised to 
see what a lush, shapely figure stood before him in panties, bra and 
pantyhose. 

He crossed the room and kissed her again. The warmth of his chest came 
through, his shirt and her bra, causing her nipples to erect in 
anticipation. 

"Oh, Robert," she breathed, running her cool fingers across his face. "Let's 
get into the bed ... " 

His fingers fumbled with his clothes. She leaned against him as she kicked 
off her shoes and rolled, down her stockings. When she unsnapped her bra, 
the full, creamy loveliness of her breasts came into view. She inhaled, 
raising them proudly, and turned to let him see. 

Her hand reached out and took his hand. She led him to the bed and stretched 
out full length. The heat of her body was intense, her breath coming in 
quick little gasps. 

Slowly at first, and then excitingly he massaged the soft skin of her 
stomach and thighs. His hand slid up and enclosed one warm, throbbing 
breast. 

She lay with her eyes dosed, her hair sprayed out on the pillow, her 
pink-tipped breasts rising and falling with the rhythm of her breathing. 
Gently, he leaned over her and kissed her warm lips, kissed her neck, then 
placed a kiss on the ripe nipple of one breast. She felt it rise up hard 
beneath his tongue. 

Then he left her and walked over to a sofa across the room. 

"What's the matter?" 

"Nothing," he replied, listing his rapidly rising cock. "I just want to look 
at you for a minute. You're beautiful. Stand up!" 

Patty felt exhilarated. She rolled off the bed and stood, posing for him, 
watching his cock swell with lust as he looked at her. Her enormous, firm 
tits stood out in front of her and her nipples grew hard and ready. She 
stood a little higher on one leg so that her magnificent, firm-cheeked ass 
tilted a little to one side, and from the back, her cunt hair was dearly 
visible through the space where her legs met her ass. She was dearly having 
an effect on him because the stroking got faster and longer as his prick 
grew to its full size. 

"Fantastic fucking body," he sighed. 

As he continued to feast his eyes on her body. Patty took stock of him. He 
was a tall, well-built man of around thirty-eight. More than just 
well-built, actually, she thought as her eyes lowered from the sight of his 
well-muscled biceps to a cock that seemed to her to be the largest she had 
ever seen. More than just the length, for the cock had risen to astronomical 
heights as he eyed her, but the width of it was absolutely astounding. Patty 
had long, thin fingers to match her shapely bronze legs, but it would have 
been a struggle for them to meet around the head of this huge, 
blood-engorged cock. 

It was beautiful, and Patty was overjoyed with her good luck. This visual 
picture of the strange man's naked body and big cock began to stoke the 
furnace of her cunt, and beads of sex juice squirted from her thick cuntal 
lips. 

"Come over here, Patty." 

His voice cut through her thoughts like a knife. 

Obediently, the naked girl walked slowly over to the couch,, feeling her 
cuntal juices slowly seep from the slit of her beautiful blonde pussy. Her 
eyes were firmly fixed on the towering cock between his thighs. 

She knew what he wanted, and she wanted it, too. She wanted to take that big 
cock in her mouth, to feel the head against her lips, to feel the power of 
it forcing its way down her throat. She loved to feel a man's cock in her 
mouth and throat, and although she knew she was married and what she was 
doing was wrong, she couldn't help herself. Her body was feeling nothing but 
lust. 

He sat on the couch, smiling, watching her approach. Her enormous breasts 
rose and fell rhythmically with her heavy breathing. His eyes drank in the 
large, pink nipples reaching toward him invitingly on the beautiful tits. 
Glancing up to her face, his eyes swept from her beautiful, cat-like eyes to 
her full, sensuous lips, and as if on command, her pink tongue slipped from 
between her teeth and moistened her lips until they glistened in the dim 
light. Then he dropped his eyes past her wide hips to the triangle patch of 
blonde fur that framed her luscious cunt. He felt his prick grow even larger 
and throb almost painfully. 

Patty reached the couch and felt the cool leather against her knees. She let 
herself slowly slide down against its edge until she was kneeling on the 
rug. She reached out and circled the base of his enormous cock. Though her 
fingers were long she could not completely encircle it. Leaning forward, she 
swung her body left and right over his prick so that her breasts brushed 
against it. Her nipples felt as if they were going to shoot off her tits. 

"Feel good?" 

"I think," he rasped, "that everything's going to feet good tonight." 

She breathed heavily, still swinging her breasts on his cock. She began to 
move the hand on his cock very slowly up and down, squeezing his swollen 
prick ever so gently, and with her other hand reached between his legs where 
she found the bulging bag of his balls. She began to massage them, and he 
moaned with lust at her touch, moving toward her, giving her complete access 
to the sensitive sac. 

Suddenly Patty realized that this beautiful cock was hers; for one night it 
all belonged to her. The thought came to her and filled her brain. She began 
to massage his balls harder now and all other thoughts drifted away. 

Rearing back and straightening up, she pulled the magnificent prick toward 
her and lowered her head down on it, circling the tip with her lips. She 
sucked on the head long and hard, and her mouth was suddenly filled with 
cock, with delicious, beautiful cock. He put his hands on both sides of her 
head and, pulled her full force on the length of his meat, its huge head 
pushing at the walls of her throat. 

She sucked greedily, then raised her head slightly and began to tease him 
with little flicks of her tongue on the base and tip of his cock, finding a 
fold of skin on the underside and nibbling at it. Her hand could feel the 
heat rise from his asshole and balls, but his face was blank. 

She sucked harder on him, raising and lowering her head, forcing the huge 
shaft into her throat as far as it would go. It seemed as if the massive 
prickhead would tear the walls of her throat apart. 

But as if possessed by a demon, she continued sucking hungrily. Her saliva 
dripped from the sides of her mouth, lubricating the entry of the huge hunk 
of meat, sliding it in and out of her mouth deftly and effortlessly. Some of 
the saliva dripped down the length and stood like pearls on his pubic hair. 

Patty closed her eyes and sucked in bliss. She knew, given a good cock to 
eat, that she was a fantastic cocksucker. 

"Oh, Jesus ... yes," he groaned. "Let me feed it into your fucking face!" 

She could feel his prick pushing against the walls of her throat and her gag 
reflex tightening, causing delicious pressure. She could hear her slurping 
and feel her saliva running out of the corners of her mouth and down his 
cock. He looked down at her hair, golden blonde and smooth, framing his 
crotch like strands of golden wheat. She could feel his balls begin to bulge 
in their sac, and she wondered if he could hold out. 

As if he could read her thoughts, he grabbed her hair and humped more of his 
meat into her head as he spoke. "It's all right, baby. Take a load in your 
mouth. There's more. I can fuck all night long." 

She nodded eagerly and groaned with audible pleasure. Then Patty started 
sucking him even more furiously, tightening her lips as they passed the fold 
of his cockhead, forcing her tongue to whip around the sides like a dervish 
as her mouth moved up and down, up and down. Her free hand massaged his 
balls, feeling them grow larger and fill with cum. She couldn't wait for his 
hot jism to drip down her throat. She couldn't wait for his breaths to come 
faster. 

"Ohhhhh ... yes, shit ... yessasas!" 

Suddenly he was there. Bending over, he circled her head with his strong, 
well-muscled arms and forced her face down on his tool, driving it deep into 
her throat. There were only about two inches of the cock left outside of her 
throat and he jammed her head down all the way, hearing her utter a little 
moan. 

"Suck me off, you bitch!" he uttered in a frantic whisper. 

The sound of his voice turned Patty on even more, and she sucked faster. She 
opened her mouth all the way and leaned forward, aligning her body so that 
the cock could slide easily into her throat. Robert was almost in a frenzy 
from the sensation of her hot, slippery lips and tongue on his cock. He 
could feel her hair swish against his thighs. 

The she reached forward and cupped his ass in both her hands. With one last 
fantastic effort, she pulled him forward and pushed her head down, taking 
all of the massive cock in her mouth and sliding it down her throat. 

"Suck ... suck ... SUCK!" he chanted, as he jerked her head down and lunged 
like a wild man, sending his rod again and again into her throat and making 
his sperm-bloated balls bounce off her bobbing chin. 

He was sweating, shouting, screaming. He suddenly had his whole prick in her 
head. 

Patty was sucking, swirling, grabbing the cock cruelly in her teeth and 
shaking it from side to side. She forced it down her throat, the long hard 
shaft meeting ridges and warm soft tissue on the way down. Her lips were at 
the man's root, and she bit and stroked the base of the cock. She jerked 
spasmodically with his shaft, and then began the long, fluid motions that 
ran his prick full length in and out of her mouth. 

Then, with a last violent lunge, the head tore deep into her throat and she 
felt his cum surge, filling the already bloated cockhead like a balloon. 

With a mighty effort, he managed to hold it for one more stroke, and then he 
threw his head back and shot his wad over and over again as the girl 
continued to move her head up and down. He could hear her swallowing 
furiously, trying desperately to eat every last bit, but he seemed to fill 
her mouth and still came until it dribbled down the side of her mouth and 
over her chin. 

She felt the salty cum slide down her throat and it made her warm inside. 
She had just given a man the ultimate pleasure, and it made her feel 
wonderful. 

"Was that good, baby?" she purred seductively. He could barely speak. And 
when he did, his voice came in heavy pants. "Honey, I've never had it so 
good. Where did you learn to swallow a cock like that?" 

"I didn't," Patty laughed. "That was the first time. It just tasted so good, 
I decided to eat it all!" 

She looked up at him and smiled. She lowered her head and began to clean the 
cum off his half-limp prick folding the tip with one hand, she twirled it 
slightly as she licked it, loving every minute of it. She really loved the 
taste of cum. 

Robert felt her tongue lapping up his jism, and her soft tongue and warm 
saliva bathing his prick, and although he had just shot his wad a few 
moments before, he felt his desire reawaken. 

"You have a beautiful cock," Patty purred. "You could take this cock and 
fill all of my holes at once, and there'd still be plenty left over." 

"That's exactly what I intend to do," he said. "I told you I could fuck all 
night." 

Chapter Four 

His words served to set a new fire of lust in Patty's body. She could 
already feel the juices of desire running in her cunt again. Having his 
beautiful dick in her mouth had excited her tremendously, but she herself 
had not come. 

While she had been sucking him off, she had felt like finger-fucking herself 
at the same time, but she had held back. Now she was glad that she had. His 
cock was already rising again to its tremendous length and width and she 
could almost feel her pussy getting off on it. 

"You really like it, don't you?" he asked. 

"Sucking?" 

"Yeah." 

"I love it all," Patty replied. "I love anything to do with sex. I even had 
a lesbian experience with my next-door neighbor this afternoon!" 

Robert reached down and pinched the nipple on one of Patty's swaying tits, 
It hurt, but it also felt good. 

"You want to fuck now?" she said, looking up at him. 

He didn't speak. He nodded and smiled. His eyes were blazing with desire and 
he reached down and grabbed both of her huge breasts in his hands. They were 
firm and solid and molded into his hands like a cup. 

Patty moaned very softly. She had always had very sensitive breasts and this 
man grabbing them and rubbing them was turning, her on to the point of 
screaming. He kneaded them against her chest in large circles, then suddenly 
grabbed her by her sides and pulled her to him, crushing her mouth in a deep 
kiss. Her mouth opened and his tongue found hers and probed deeply into her 
throat. He could still taste his own cum in her mouth. Their probing tongues 
met and locked. 

Patty was on the couch in a minute, one leg thrown over his hips so that her 
pussy lips brushed teasingly over his rock-hard cock. 

"Jesus, what a cunt ... what a body," he groaned, and again reached over and 
began playing with her tits. 

Patty was on fire. She moaned, a deep-throated animal cry that burned into 
his brain. Suddenly all her thoughts centered around his cock, and her warm, 
wet hole. 

"The bed," she groaned. "Let's get on the bed." They moved quickly to the 
bed. She grabbed his prick and pulled it toward her seething pussy. "Put it 
here!" she whispered hotly in his ear. "Fill my cunt up with your prick!" 

But he had other ideas, and he deftly flipped her onto her stomach. The 
half-moons of her delicious ass now rode high on the bed, the dark crevice 
between them tensing and relaxing invitingly. 

He grabbed her asscheeks and spread them apart. Between them, framed by 
curling blonde hair, her brown asshole puckered and winked at him. It was so 
hot there between her legs that steam seemed to be coming from both her 
holes. 

She could sense his lustful desire by his hands. They shook as he grabbed 
her hips and pulled 'her beautiful ass back toward his cock. My God, she 
thought, he wants to put it up my bunghole! He's too big. He'll rip my ass 
to pieces with that fucking telephone pole! 

Then she felt the huge head nuzzle itself between her ass-cheeks. It felt 
good tickling her anus, yet the anticipation of having such a huge log of 
meat shoved up that tiny hole was frightening. 

"Oh, God ... not in my ass, please!" 

"It's all right ... you'll see." 

"Be careful," Patty pleaded. "Your cock is so fucking big it's gonna hurt 
like hell in there!" 

He ground forward with his hips and succeeded in getting the head of the 
massive prick into her asshole. She let out a shriek of pain. "Ohhh ... oh 
shit! Take it easy, honey!" 

"Just relax ... you can take it," he growled. 

"You're so damn big," she groaned as he wallowed the cockhead around and 
around in her shit hole. "Don't you want to put it in my other hole? I'm too 
tight back there ... I'll hurt you." 

"No, baby ... your ass is beautiful ... I want it all. We'll get to the cunt 
later." 

He thrust forward then and managed to ram another two inches of his massive 
tool up into her backside. Patty was forced to spread her legs all the wider 
to accommodate his prick. Every time she opened a little more he fucked her 
faster, ramming more and more of his cock into her. 

He could feel the walls of her rectum shake and convulse with each thrust, 
and with each stroke she uttered a high-pitched shriek. Her cunt juices 
dripped down her inner thighs. 

"OHHHH ... MY GOD, YOU'RE BIG ... " 

"Wait," he panted, "just wait a minute until I can get all this meat inside 
you." 

He poured his cock into her in short strokes, a crazed expression on his 
face. Then suddenly, as if everything had suddenly fallen into place for 
Patty, she managed to relax her muscles and her ass became a cunt for him, 
her hole gripping him, milking him; the pleasure-pain of a moment before 
replaced now with only pleasure. 

Her cries changed to encouraging whispers. "Oh yes, yes, ... do it to me 
like that! Oh, yes, lover, it feels funny ... but it feels good. Don't stop 
... more, lover, shove more in met" 

Spurred on by her heated passion, Robert reared back for a second time and 
then rammed the entire length of his gigantic pole deep within the stretched 
bunghole, impaling her completely. As the last inches of his cock were 
inside her, he felt his cum rise and pour out of him. He shot a tremendous 
load, pumping furiously, draining himself with repeated strokes within her 
brimming ass. 

It seemed as though there would never be enough room in, her for his huge 
organ and his fantastic wad, and cum dripped from her asshole, covering his 
dick and dripping on the sheets. 

Then, with the last of his milking strokes, Patty whimpered, stiffened and 
relaxed, the two of them still together in the cornhole position, both 
straightening and panting, each wanting to stretch and roll, but each not 
wanting to break the embrace. 

Finally, Robert eased himself from her and rose from the bed, reeling 
drunkenly. He walked over to the room's portable bar and fixed a drink for 
himself and one for Patty. Then he came back to the bed where the beautiful, 
naked wife still lay on her stomach, moaning slightly. 

"Jesus," he rasped. He had had a lot of whores in his travels, but none like 
this one. None of them had ever really liked to fuck, and fuck, and fuck. 
This one loved it 

Patty looked beautiful as she lay there, covered with sweat and cum, her 
hair tousled and wet, clinging to her forehead and back. Her long legs were 
behind her and held close together, as if she were trying to hold each drop 
of his cum deep within her. Her arms were crossed in front of her face and 
her face was buried deep in her pillowed arms. 

Robert reached the bed and, putting his drink down, dipped his fingers into 
her glass and stroked the cool, refreshing liquid on the back of her neck. 
She seemed to revive slightly with his touch and turned her head toward him, 
her eyes misted, the pupils large and sparkling. 

They didn't say a word to each other, and he put one hand On her face and 
cupped the curve of her jaw, feeling its firm shapeliness, and then bent 
down and kissed her long and hard. Then he handed her the glass and she 
raised it to her lips and drank deeply, her breasts heaving with the rhythm 
of her panting. Her eyes peeked over the top of her glass, and again he 
found himself looking deeply into them and something moving him and turning 
him on. Once again his cock began to quiver and rise. 

"You really are something else," he said. 

"I know," she said matter-of-factly, "but I think I've just discovered it 
myself." 

"Have you always liked to fuck like this?" 

"I think I must have," she said. 

"Wow," he said. "I don't know if I can handle you or not." 

"Now, baby," she cooed, "don't start letting down or getting shy on me. 
We're just getting ready for the main course." 

He turned. "What?" 

"You said all night, lover." 

With that she turned over on her back and spread her legs wide apart, so 
that her still-wet pink cunt was in full view. He looked quickly up into her 
face and saw the lust in her crooked smile. He felt his cock reawaken and 
start to jerk to its full size. 

He looked down at her luscious body, starting with her feet, dainty and 
shapely for a girl her size, and swept his eyes up the length of her form, 
stopping at each place and reminding himself, "That's mine." And each time 
he stopped, he felt his cock rise another inch and he knew that he had to 
relieve his lust, that he had to stick his tool deep inside that cunt. 

Patty knew this. She was discovering her power over men. "Come here, lover," 
she purred. "I've had you in two of the three places I could take you, and 
I've held off my own come doing it. I did that so I could have one, gigantic 
climax. And now I want it, baby ... I want it good." 

He smiled. "Okay, sweetheart. I think I've got at least one good one left in 
me." 

"You'd better have," she hissed. "Fuck me, lover ... fuck me good and cream 
up my cunt!" 

He gripped her slim ankles and lifted her legs well apart. Then he placed 
her heels firmly on each side of the bed. "Sweet, sweet cunt," he sighed. 

"Fuck ... tongue it, Robert. Get it going again!" Patty wailed. 

His hands roamed lovingly over her thighs and then up to the fur of her 
pussy. Slavishly, he fondled her knees, her calves, her ankles, and slowly 
back up to her pussy. 

Then he began to growl from deep in his throat. He bent his body forward, 
dipping his face between her full, fleshy thighs. His lips started kissing 
her with the same thoroughness that his hands had shown when-fondling her. 

"Oh, yes ... yes, eat me! SUCK MY CUNT!" 

His lips followed the path over her thighs and belly that his fingers had 
traced. He moved his hands between her legs' and placed a thumb 'on either 
side of her taut cuntlips. She groaned in anticipation as he pulled them 
wide apart, and screamed in joy when his tongue leapt forward, burying 
itself in the juicy folds. He ran the hard tip of his tongue the full length 
of the widely spread slit, from the pucker of flesh over her clitoris to the 
sperm-wet ring of her asshole. 

Her cut thumped and quivered under his tongue. He used his lips and tongue 
to spread her cunt wider. Then he drove her wild by making a spoon of his 
tongue and dipping it deeply into her snatch. She jerked her hips and ass 
spasmodically, squirming hysterically under the thick tongue that lapped at 
her eager cunt. 

As his tongue hammered harder into her cunt, Patty became a groaning, 
writhing mass of passion. She spread her legs farther apart and tangled her 
hands possessively in his hair, pulling his face tight to her up thrust 
crotch. She ground her hips sensuously in time to the darting tongue which 
probed hotly into her pussy. Her eyes closed, and her mouth hung open in 
sheer ecstasy. 

She pulled his head hard between her thighs and pumped her hips up into his 
face in wild, abandoned heat. Her muscles strained under her glistening 
skin. 

"Yes ...oh, fuck, yes!" she cried, pulling his face as hard as she could 
into her pussy. "Fuck me! Fuck me with your tongue and then fuck me good 
with your big, beautiful cock!" 

Robert ground his head down into her crotch until it was barely visible 
between her thighs. 

"Now ... NOW! Jesus, hurry ... pour your cock in meee ... NOW!" 

He quickly lifted his glistening face from her cunt and shoved his hips 
between her thighs. Patty smiled lustfully as she looked between her splayed 
thighs and saw his rampant, bulbous cockhead dipping toward her cunthole. 

"Take it,"' he growled, and plunged his blood-engorged prick into her hot 
slit. 

Patty's legs stood straight out to the side and then went over her head. 
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful! That's it, yes!" 

He worked his huge cock into her and then rammed it in full force. She 
screamed with pleasure, clawing his back and searching out his mouth with 
hot, hungry kisses. He moved n and out of her with a frantic motion, pulling 
out until his cockhead was wrapped by her pussy lips, and then plunging it 
into her again. 

She wrapped her legs around him slightly and moved her hips in a circle, the 
feeling of her cunt milking him an unbelievable sensation. The muscles in 
her pussy began to quiver and then tighten. He knew she was about to come. 
Priming her with a few short strokes, he rammed his prick in full length and 
she cried out and went limp in his arms. Again and again he used the same 
motion, a few short strokes and then full thrust, and each time she came, 
until he felt her cum dripping from his legs and down her thighs. 

Then, suddenly, he felt the most unbelievable sensation. It was as if 
someone were taking his prick and massaging it, starting at the base and 
working toward the tip. He moaned and looked down, expecting to see his cock 
out of her pussy and her fingers around it. But it was still lodged firmly 
in her cunt. The feeling was unlike anything he had ever known before. Time 
and time again he felt the fingers running up and down the length of his 
cockshaft. He felt his balls start to erupt their cum. 

Then he realized that she was massaging his cock with her cunt! Each time 
she tightened and rippled her cunt muscles, she could hear him moan with 
delight and she knew she was giving him the fuck of his life. There was an 
added bonus for her, too, for each time she did it, she massaged her own 
clit so that she came again and again herself. 

Robert was almost screaming now. It filled Patty with an exhilarating sense 
of power. Men were always so cocksure with women; while the women screamed, 
and whimpered, the men were always so quiet. Now she had reduced this 
super-stud to a quivering, moaning hunk of flesh. And she liked it. 

Before her husband had quit satisfying her, Patty was always able to work 
his cum from his cock in this fashion. 

She squeezed again. She felt his cum work its way up the shaft of his 
massive prick until the head seemed to bulge near the bursting point. Then 
she tightened one last time at the base of his cock and moved quickly up 
until the gates finally opened and he flooded her with a stream of hot cum, 
just as she came, too, in a flurry of gasps and moans. 

When the last of his steaming jism was finally spent, they lay there on the 
bed, too exhausted to move. The sweat dripped from their bodies and their 
breathing was loud and seemed almost painful. Patty could hardly see, much 
less get up. There were red, hazy spots before her eyes and her head pounded 
from the excess blood. She tried to raise herself up on her arms but she 
wasn't sure if they were going to support her. She was in a daze, having 
completely forgotten, for the moment, who she was or where she was. 

And it was then, at last sexually satisfied for the first time in a long 
time, that she drifted into a deep sleep. 

Once, during the middle of the night, she felt him cuddle up to her ass and 
slip his cock into her, pussy from behind. She didn't even fully wake up, 
but managed to come twice herself before he poured yet another load into her 
pussy. 

Then, leaving his cock inside her, they both went back to sleep. 

It was seven in the morning when she woke, stretched, and noticed that he 
was gone. She climbed out of bed and then, on her way to the bathroom, 
spotted the envelope on the dresser. 

Inside was a note: 

Good morning, beautiful. You were sleeping so soundly I didn't want to wake 
you. The bill is all taken care of downstairs, and you can sleep as late as 
you want to. It's a discreet hotel-that's why I always stay here. How about 
we do this every couple of weeks when I'm, in town? Same time, same place. 
What's in the envelope is yours. 

Robert 

Patty sat the note on the dresser and retrieved the envelope. Inside she 
found five crisp twenty-dollar bills. 

"Why, that son-of-a-bitch," she said. 

Chapter Five 

The Zephir was less than half full when Patty arrived. She had called Joe 
from Robert's hotel room, hoping that he hadn't tried to reach her at the 
house that morning. She need not have worried. He wasn't even in the office 
yet. She left a message with his secretary that she was having lunch with 
Marcia in town, and she would call him later. 

"Hi. Sorry I'm late," Patty said, at last finding Marcia's table. 

"That's okay. I just got here myself. I'm having a martini. Want one?" 

"I don't think so," Patty said, and then laughed. "They make me horny if I 
have one in the middle of the day." 

"What's wrong with that?" Marcia said, and signaled the waiter. "I'll have 
another one of these, and one for my friend." 

"Boy," Patty said, "are you all dolled up." 

"Got a little datey-poo this afternoon." 

Then the drinks came and they ordered. When the waiter had left, Marcia 
leaned across the table, until her face was very close to Patty's. She spoke 
in a low whisper. 

"Aren't you going to ask me who I'm going to fuck this afternoon?" 

"Me, I hope" Patty said, using the same low tone. 

"No such luck ... this is business." 

"Business?" 

"Yeah," Marcia said, and then frowned. 

"Shouldn't have said that. I'll tell you about it sometime." Then she 
changed the subject. "You didn't come home last night, did you?" 

"How do you know that?" Patty replied. 

"Your cat was at the station when I came in this morning. And I took the 
early train." 

Patty pursed her lips. She desperately wanted to confide in her friend. She 
wanted to tell her about the wonderful, crazy evening she had experienced, 
and its ending that morning. 

Marcia could sense it. "Want to tell me about it, honey?" 

So Patty told her and ended the story by handing her friend the note. Marcia 
read it and looked up. 

"How much was in the envelope?" 

"How did you know-?" 

"How much?" 

"One hundred dollars," Patty said. 

"Did you give him a good fuck?" 

Patty giggled. "I sure did. I think I almost fucked his balls off!" 

"Then he underpaid you." 

"But I didn't fuck him for the money," Patty said. "I really wanted to get 
laid!" 

"You going to give the money back, then?" 

Patty thought for a moment, then made up her mind. "Hell, no I'm not. We can 
use it; Joe and I are so far in debt, I don't know how we'll ever get out." 

"You know something, Patty, I think you're just like I am." 

"How's that?" 

"I think you need money ... and you love to fuck." 

"Well ... bluntly speaking, I guess you're right." 

"Then Madame Noon is your answer." 

"Who the devil is Madame Noon?" Patty frowned. 

"Later ... I'll tell you later. Right now we're going to see a very 
important gentleman." "Who?" 

"Ever heard of Judge Wilpin?" 

"Sure," Patty replied. "Everybody has. He's the judge who's dedicated to 
stamping out pornography." 

"That's him," Marcia nodded, rising from the table and gathering her gloves 
and handbag. "C'mon ... let's go!" 

"What are we going to see him for?" 

"To fuck him, of course." 

"HI, Judge," Marcia said, preceeding Patty into the lavish apartment. "Meet 
Patty." 

"Hello there," the judge replied, letting his eyes roam up and down Patty's 
luscious body in the form-fitting dress. "What's the occasion?" 

"Special today," Marcia replied, removing her light wrap and gloves. "Two 
for the price of one!" 

"Well, well," the judge said, rubbing his hands together with glee. 

The judge was a tall, ruggedly built maim his early fifties, who looked ten 
years younger. 

"Sit down, honey," Marcia said, "while the judge and I do a little 
business." 

Patty quickly sat down in a large, comfortable sofa as Marcia and the judge 
moved across the room to a littered desk. She looked long and hard at the 
judge. She had often seen him on television, but now, in the flesh, she 
found that she was very attracted to his animal good looks and big rugged 
body. 

Then they were walking back toward her. 

"Good ... good," the judge said, his eyes full of lust as he took in Patty's 
full tits in the skin-tight dress. "This is going to be one hell of an 
afternoon!" 

"You two go ahead," Marcia said. "I'll watch, and then join in." 

"But ... what do you want me to do?" Patty said, still not getting the full 
drift of the situation. 

"First of all, let's take off all of these fucking clothes," the judge said, 
and pulled down his fly. 

"Just do as he says, Patty honey," Marcia said, sliding onto a stool at the 
bar and pouring herself a drink. "Take your clothes off and stand still. 
Maybe close your eyes. The judge will turn you on, honey. He's a genius at 
it." 

"She's right, dear," the judge said. "Now let me help you with your 
clothes." 

In a moment Patty was naked. Then the judge undressed himself carefully and 
when he, too, was completely nude she noted that he had a fine, youthful 
physique, tan, with well-developed muscles. He walked around the room, 
closing drapes, but all the time he had a magnificent hard-on. 

"Now, sit very quietly, put your hands on your hips, and close your eyes, my 
dear." 

Patty did as he was told; suddenly she felt the judge's fingers probing the 
lips of her cunt. He moved his fingers into her deftly and deliberately. He 
let his fingers stroke up and down the swollen lips of her pussy and felt it 
grow wet and hot with his expert stroking. On each stroke, he allowed his 
fingers to brush past the budding, growing clitoris, and each time he did, 
Patty gyrated her hips a little in answer to his ministrations. 

"Feel good, honey?" he chuckled. 

"Y-ye-yeah, yeah." 

To her side, Patty could hear Marcia giggling. 

"Don't worry, honey," her friend said. "Little ole Judgey-poo gets his kicks 
that way. He loves to tease a pussy to death before he fucks it. Just hang 
on." 

Patty heard and felt the judge get down on his knees in front of her. With 
both hands he pushed her knees apart and plunged his face into the dripping, 
sweet pussy. He pushed the lips apart with his fingers and studied the pink 
insides. The clit was growing now, a miniature prick, rising out of the 
folds of the, luscious slit. He bent down and placed his mouth among the 
mounting juices and the swelling clit. Taking the little bud into his mouth, 
he sucked on it gently, moving his, head back and forth, letting his lips 
brush the roughened walls at the base of the cuntlips. Her pussy juice 
flowed freely down his chin. He tasted and smelled the delightful musky 
cunt-flavor. 

Patty, meanwhile, was beginning to lose her composure. Each time the judge's 
head brushed past her clit. she wanted to grab hold of it and push it 
against her twat, to force his tongue deeper and deeper inside her. It was 
becoming harder and harder to concentrate. 

Her nipples grew hard and erect, and her breasts screamed to be sucked. She 
wanted to feel the judge's hot prick up her snatch, to feel the pressure 
tearing the walls of her cunt apart. But still she held on. 

The judge was not immune either. As the cunt juices flowed over him, his 
cock grew hard and ready. The cunt he was sucking was long past the point 
when it would willingly take his cock whole, and in his mind he too could 
feel those cuntwalls milking him dry. The blood rose in his cock until it 
was the most magnificent hard-on he had ever had. He could feel it bulge and 
lengthen until it seemed to be not a part of him, but rather something 
outside of his body with a mind of its own. 

The scent of her dripping pussy was driving him insane. But still he kept on 
sucking her gooey cunt, swallowing more and more of her pungent Juices as 
they formed a sticky river flowing from the pink, gaping wound of her cunt. 

A tremendous moan rose in Patty's throat. She could Lake it no more. She 
found it impossible to hold back. 

"Me, too!" she cried out at last. "Give me your cock at the same time!" Her 
eyes popped open and she pushed back on the judge's shoulders. As he fell to 
the carpet, she cried out again, "Your cock ... God, I want your cock! Let 
me suck you while you play with my pussy!" 

He ended up on his back on the floor, with his cock in full, glorious 
erection. It jutted straight up from his hairy groin like a red-tipped 
spear. 

Kneeling astraddle him with her ass toward his face so that he could play 
with her cunt when she leaned forward, and at the same time feel her legs 
with his hot hands, she lowered her face to his rampant cock. Just for a 
moment she hesitated, and then she opened her lips and took, the cockhead 
into her saliva-filled mouth. 

He was gripping the backs of her thighs, just below the swell of her ass 
cheeks, as he started to slowly undulate his loins up to her face. She knew 
when he did this she had to keep her head still. She had to let him use her 
mouth as he would have used her cunt ... pushing inward, withdrawing, then 
plunging in again to the back of her throat. 

His cock was thick and hard and she loved it. She could already feel it 
splitting the lips of her pussy after she sucked him until he would be able 
to stand it no longer. 

"Oh, yeah, yeah ... God, can you suck a cock! Suck! SUCK!" 

He lunged upward and Patty swallowed more of his massive prick, letting it 
see saw back and forth between her ruby lips. She was given a close-up view 
of the dark wiry bush of his pubic hair every time he thrust his cock hard 
into her mouth. Now and then he thrust so deeply that those hairs at the 
base of his cock brushed and tickled her face. 

"Oh shit ... oh shit, I'm going to blow ... I'm going to blow like hell, 
honey!" he cried. "You want it in your mouth?" 

Patty pulled her mouth off his thick, jerking cock and rolled over onto her 
back. She threw her legs into the air and scissored them open. 

"No!" she cried. "Pour your meat to me! Put it all up my pussy!" 

"My, my ... you are some hot cunt, honey," the judge rasped as he nibbled at 
the inner walls of her pussy lips and drank deeply of her flowing juices. 

Then he slid quickly erect, stroking his tongue up the entire of her body as 
he rose. When he reached her breasts, he took one entirely into his mouth 
and with his free hand he grabbed the nipple of the other. 

Patty moaned deeply and slid her hands down the length of the judge's back, 
reaching his ass and cupping the cheeks, pulling him dose to her moist, hot 
pussy and rhythmically moving her hips. Her sweet cunt moved up and down the 
top of his cock and he felt the cum already beginning to build in his balls. 

He sucked her lit hard and fast, taking all of it inside his mouth, letting 
it slowly come out and then quickly, almost brutally, sucking it in again. 
She felt the flood pound in her head and the lights slowly go out She moaned 
and every muscle in her body stiffened at once. She threw back her head and 
shook it violently while she came and came, the cum dripping over the 
judge's prick and onto the fine shag rug on the floor. 

The judge had all he could do to keep from shooting his wad right then and 
there, just from watching her incredible orgasm. 

"My God," he groaned. "When you come, baby, you really come!" 

"That's because I love it, you asshole," Patty said, tired of his teasing 
and fucking around. "Now, fuck me ... FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD! COCK MY PUSSY!" 

The judge lifted her up and carried her to the sofa. He gently laid her down 
and let his eyes drink in her beauty. He swept the length of her, up the 
firm, muscular thighs of the long, bronzed legs, past the dripping pussy to 
the firm belly, to the firm, large, heaving breasts and to' the beautiful, 
doll-like face, now with the elves dosed, and the pink tongue bathing the 
lips, the tousled, sweaty blonde hair. In a minute he was on top of her. 

"Do you want cock?" 

"Yes ... DAMMIT, YES!" 

"Say fuck me!" 

"Fuck me!" 

"Louder!" 

"Fuck ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEE!" 

He shoved the full length of his rigid pole up her twat until his hairy 
pelvis mashed against hers. 

Just as he had thought it would be, Patty's pussy was ready. It was also 
tight and hot, and from the very moment of entry, the sensation was as 
though he was just about to come. She lifted her legs up and onto his 
shoulders and spun her hips in a circle. His blood began to boil and rise 
within him. 

She could only think of the cock within her. She searched out his mouth and 
kissed him hungrily, tasting her cunt in his mouth, smelling her pussy all 
over his face. 

She came again and again. Never had she been fucked by such a masterful 
cocksman before. She had had young studs of all types in her pussy in her 
life, and just a few hours before, with Robert, she'd had the largest cock 
imaginable. But never before had she had a man who seemed to know exactly 
what she wanted, and exactly how to do it. No wonder this man was famous and 
powerful, she thought. 

"Oh, God," she cried, "can you fuck ... can you ever fuck! Harder ... pour 
your fuckmeat to me harder ... HARDER!" 

The older man shortened his strokes until he was hardly inside her at all, 
just teasing her pussy with the head of his cock. Her cunt lips wrapped 
around the head of the prick, the pursed lips of her pussy trying to suck 
the cum from his cock. Then he plunged deeply into her. 

She yelped and clutched at his ass, gyrating her hips wildly. Her feet 
kicked in the air as if she were riding a bicycle. He continued his rhythm. 
With each of the strokes, Patty reached up and kissed him, and snaked her 
long fingernails down his back. Then she would yelp and scream as he plunged 
all of his meat back into her hungry hole. Her legs waved in the air behind 
his gyrating ass as she rode to her climax on the massive prick that 
methodically split her in two. 

She responded to his fuck as if they were actually one body. Then she 
remembered how she had used her cunt muscles on Robert, how she used to do 
it for Joe, before he got too tired to fuck her. 

The judge suddenly felt something on his cock that made him break his rhythm 
for a moment, and a look of ecstasy crossed his face. They both lay there, 
hardly moving, while Patty manipulated the walls of her cunt to pass along 
his cock all of the pleasure that he had so willingly given to her. Though 
he did nothing to bring it on, the inner movements of her pussy drained his 
balls of every ounce of jam that they could produce, and sent it streaming 
up his prick until it felt as though it was about to explode. 

"Patty, Patty," he moaned. "I've never felt anything like ...,oh, my God ... 
your cunt feels like ... oh, my God!" 

Suddenly he began to move wildly inside her, his careful rhythm gone. She 
felt his cock stiffen and grow even larger as it filled with his hot cum. 
Then, with a cry, he raised himself on his arms and shot a wad of hot, 
sticky cum that seemed to split her apart. 

The judge kept up his wild undulating, and with each thrust he would shoot 
another stream of hot jism until it dribbled out of her and onto the couch. 
Finally, with a gasp, the judge spent the last of his wad and crumpled in a 
heap on top of her. 

They lay panting for a few moments, and then the judge rolled off of her. In 
seconds, Marcia's head was between Patty's thighs, licking up the jism from 
Patty's creamy pussy. The dark haired girl sucked and spooned the combined 
mixture of his cum and her friend's juices with relish. 

On and on Marcia ate as the judge watched. Then the two girls sixty-nined 
and brought each other to several climaxes. By the time they were finished 
eating and sucking each other's pussies, the judge was roaring to go again. 

He grabbed Marcia by her fleshy ass cheeks and yelled, "That's what you 
said, honey! Two for the price of one!" 

Chapter Six 

Riding home together that evening, Patty found out what it was all about. 
Marcia started to explain by sliding an envelope across the seat. In it were 
two, crisp one-hundred-dollar bills. 

"You mean ... ?" 

"Half ... your half," Marcia said, smiling. 

"So that's how you manage to keep up the expenses on your house and 
everything without Duke's help." 

"That's right. I love to fuck, and I needed the money. Only I did it for a 
long time for peanuts, until I met Madame Noon." 

"Who's she?" 

"Well, she's kind of an agent, you might say. She weeds out the flakes and 
the phonies to make sure you don't get into any hassles and to make sure you 
get your money. She collects her percentage up front, and you collect 
whatever the traffic will bear." 

"My God," Patty said, amazed, as she stared at the two hundred dollars in 
her hand and thought how easy she had made it. She also thought of how many 
bills it would pay. 

"Most of the, guys Madame Noon fixes me up with are men I would probably 
screw anyway. They can afford to pay for it, so why not?" 

Patty looked up from the money in her hand and stared intently into her 
friend's eyes. "How can I get in touch with this Madame Noon?" 

Marcia slipped a piece of paper into Patty's hand. "I thought you'd never 
ask." 

Two days later, Patty emerged from a taxi in an old, but still respectable 
neighborhood. Her heels clipped on the sidewalk as she walked along checking 
the numbers on the brownstones until she came to the address Marcia had 
given her. 

It was a three-story house, nestled between two others just like it. 

The bell was answered by a huge, broad shouldered man with a shaved, 
bullet-like head. He was so awesome that Patty almost turned and ran. But 
before she could say or do anything, he had grasped her elbow in a vise-like 
grip and ushered her into a hallway. 

Then he went to the foot of the stairs and called up in a rumbling voice. 

"Madame Noon, the young lady is here." 

Then he turned back to her. "You are Marcia's Mend are you not?" 

"Yes, I'm-" 

"Careful," he said, holding his hand up, palm facing her. "We only use first 
names." 

"Patty." 

"That s good." He smiled and Patty noticed that all his teeth were gold. "We 
have no Patty with us right now." 

"Uh ... that's good ... I guess," Patty said, still a little afraid of him. 

He patted her arm before shuffling off down the hallway to be lost from 
sight through a curtain that served as a door to separate the entrance hall 
from the rest of the ground floor. 

"Come up, my dear, come along up," Patty heard the cultured voice of Madame 
Noon calling to her. Waiting at the top of the stairs stood a tall, haughty, 
but beautiful woman who, being between fifty and fifty-five, was so well 
preserved and well made-up that she looked many years younger. 

Patty studied her as she climbed the stairs. Everything Marcia had said 
about her was true. And she certainly didn't look like what she was-one of 
the most influential madams in the business. 

She was a madam who specialized n attractive young housewives with too much 
spare time on their hands. Young women who were bored, young wives looking 
for extra excitement in their drab, everyday lives. 

Patty felt calmer seeing the woman. At the top of the stairs, Madame Noon 
took her by the arm and led her into an expensively furnished living mom. At 
one end, a square silver screen had been erected on a table; at the far end 
on a similar table stood a projector, already threaded with spool of film. 
In front of the projector, and just to the right, was a sofa. It was obvious 
that the sofa was to be the vantage point from which to watch a film. 

No other seating was visible and Madame Noon, seeing the surprise of her 
guest, squeezed her arm and murmured, "We will see a nice little film and 
then we'll see how well you will Work into, our little group. Crunch is 
downstairs getting everything ready. Why don't you have a drink while we 
wait for him." 

"Crunch?" 

Madame Noon laughed. "Yes ... isn't he a monster? That's the name t gave him 
because of the way he fucks. Crunch." 

Patty shuddered and again had second thoughts about being there. From a 
cocktail bar in the corner of the room, the woman mixed the uneasy Patty a 
very potent drink. In fact, two strong drinks were downed by the young woman 
before she heard the giant's footsteps on the stairs. 

Suddenly, Patty was awfully embarrassed by the woman's matter-of-fact 
attitude about her reason for being there. She wondered what was going to be 
expected of her. Would she be asked to fuck Crunch? God, she thought, she 
hoped his prick wasn't in proportion to the rest of him. 

Then again ... maybe it would be fun if it were. 

Then he was in the room, closing the door and pulling the curtains across 
the window so that the only illumination came from a single bulb that hung 
above the table where the projector stood. 

Crunch guided Patty to the sofa while Madame Noon took up her place by the 
projector. "This is a very interesting film, my dear ... one of our best. I 
hope you like it." 

Then the light went out and for a moment the room was in total darkness 
Patty felt Crunch's arm go around her shoulders. 

The low whirring of the projector, followed by a brightness of the screen, 
made her focus her attention up toward where the title of the film was now 
flashing in front of her: "TEACHER'S LUNCH". 

A little red schoolhouse came on the screen. The camera panned up to the 
door and then around to a window and into the room. It was a classroom. A 
teacher stood at the front of the room and a group of children sat at their 
desks. All the boys and girls were completely naked. Only the teacher was 
dressed, but she had her skirt pulled up to her thighs and her legs were 
spread wide apart. She was showing the class the inside of her pink, 
hair-lined pussy. 

All the little boys had hard-ons and the little girls were fingering their 
nearly hairless pussies. 

Then a sub-title flashed on the screen: "SEX EDUCATION ... see June 
finger-fuck, see John masturbate, see Teacher come." 

As the film progressed, the camera moved in to show close-ups of the young 
girls. Some of them were stretched out in provocative poses, with their legs 
spread wide open to expose the plumpness of their young pussies. 

Patty reddened with embarrassment and a few moments later was even more 
flustered as the camera moved toward a group of young boys. They seemed 
intent on masturbation, as if vying with one another to see who could get 
the most powerful erection. Patty found herself gaping with fascination at 
close-up shots of at least six terrific young cocks. 

From behind the sofa, she heard Madame Noon chuckling. "Now there's a sight 
for a young woman!" she said, and Patty felt a hand on her breast tighten. 
Her dress was being crumpled and creased by the way Crunch's fat fingers 
were trying to locate her nipple and massage it through her clothing. 

Patty was getting very excited, and felt a little ashamed at her inability 
to take her eyes from the film. Behind her, she could hear Madame Noon in 
the corner, at the bar. Then the older woman leaning over her from the back 
of the sofa, and a glass was being held to Patty's lips. 

She gulped the liquid down, thinking it would be another of those strong but 
delightful cocktails she had had before. This new drink was quite different, 
however. It burned her throat, and was already making her pussy boil with 
inner heat. She had never tasted anything like it before. She had no way of 
knowing that it was a special concoction that Madame Noon Used to make her 
female company hot and eager for sex. 

Patty made a halfhearted attempt to stop Crunch when he put his hand under 
her dress and slid it up between her thighs. She kept her legs closed and 
the giant seemed to be content with that for the time being. He let his hand 
lay idly over the puffy mound of her cunt. 

Then another caption flashed on the screen: 

"LET'S ALL FUCK TEACHER!" 

All the boys seemed to be yelling at her as they ran to the front of the 
room. They were waving their young hard-ons in her direction as the teacher 
smiled and tried to embrace them all at once. 

Each one of the boys kept pointing at himself and his own cock. Finally she 
managed to quiet them down; then she proceeded to kiss and lick each of 
their cocks in turn. 

"Don't worry," the caption said. "There's enough of me for all, of you!" 

As if to prove that she could accommodate them all, the teacher struggled to 
pull off her clothes, fumbling desperately to unbutton and remove her 
blouse. She got no farther than opening the front up before the first boy 
grabbed her. 

Reaching into her bra, he pulled out one huge tit. He groaned at the sight 
of the wide areola that surrounded her giant nipple. Immediately he began to 
suck, kneading the soft flesh compulsively. 

Seeing this, another boy left the milling, shoving pack and squatted down 
beside her thigh. Pulling up her skirt, he looked at her panties. They were 
bikini-style, made of a gauzy film of lace. The crease of her cuntlips was 
as plain as day. He ran his finger down the crease, outlining the two puffy 
ridges. Then he pulled the crotchband aside, just as he had seen the teacher 
do in the opening of the film, and looked longingly straight into the black 
triangle of her furry cunt. 

He glanced quickly back at the other boys, seemingly afraid that they might 
try to steal his prize. Then he pushed the beautiful teacher's legs apart 
and climbed between them, unwilling to waste even the time to get her 
undressed. 

He was a small boy, but his cock was the largest of them all. It jutted out 
from his open fly a healthy six inches or so. 

The young lad could see her cunt hole grinning up at him. He guided the head 
of his cock between the furry lips and skewered her in one lunge. Her flesh 
rippled as the youth entered her pussy, and she jerked her thighs up to meet 
him. 

"THE TEACHER PUTS EVERYTHING INTO HER WORK," came the caption. 

A second boy turned around and squatted over the teacher's face. Her hand 
came up and fisted his cock as her tongue shot up into his asshole. When, 
she found it, she began to lick. She wetted it and worked it like it was 
tasty candy. When it was thoroughly relaxed, she forced her tongue on 
through. Heatedly, she stabbed into him. 

A strained shiver coursed through Patty as she watched the scene unfold 
before her eyes. Then her attention was drawn to the boy slamming himself 
against the teacher's cunt. His small body stiffened and he arched into a 
rigid bow, his limbs jerking spasmodically. 

"I'm cummmmmmming!" his lips said. 

The teacher felt his cock give a jerk, deep in her cunt, then his jism began 
to pour. The flood of his liquid fire triggered her own release. Her passion 
exploded. It ripped through her body, flooding over her in a burning wash of 
excitement. 

When the boy had finally spent all his young cum, the teacher then turned 
the boy that had been sitting on her face around. Then, on all fours, he 
lowered his dripping cock to her hungry lips. 

Below her, another boy was replacing the first one at her cunt. He was 
struggling to remove her panties. The teacher raised her ass up, straining 
to help, and soon he had them free of her ankles. 

Two more boys nuzzled their way under the boy who was fucking her face, and 
started sucking on her huge, pink-tipped tits. 

Then the boy between her legs drove his small pole into her already 
cum-dripping hole. On and on it went. They were rubbing her, sucking her, 
stabbing hot little pricks at her. When any one of the boys moved away to 
make room for others, her face registered a terrible loss until another cock 
or another boy came to take its place. 

And everywhere ... cum. Slippery, sticky cum, and she couldn't get enough of 
it. With it came more lust and more greed for the small, tender cocks that 
could produce it. 

Watching all this fucking and sucking on the screen had taken its toll of 
Patty's rising sex needs. She could not resist slowly opening and closing 
her thighs in her aroused state. Every time her thighs opened, if only for a 
brief second, it was enough for Crunch to slide his hand farther up her 
thighs. Now, he had all his fingers and palm under the crotchband of her 
panties. He was fingering and rubbing her pussy, and it was starting to make 
her juices flow. 

Patty could sense the tall figure of Madame Noon leaning over the back of 
the sofa again. Her hands gripped Patty's shoulders and pulled her back, 
hard. 

"Wha ... what are you doing?" Patty cried. 

Madame Noon leaned her lips close to Patty's ear and whispered, "Open your 
legs, honey! Let Crunch finger your cunt good. That's what you want, isn't 
it? Isn't that why you came here?" 

Patty's mind was racing. Was that why she had come? She couldn't remember. 
But her body reacted as if the Madame's words had been a command. Her thighs 
spread and this time she didn't clamp them shut when Crunch's hand moved to 
attack her soggy snatch. 

She found herself holding her breath as the fingers again reached and 
crotchband of her panties. For a moment she wanted to push the hand roughly 
away, to close her legs or jump up from the sofa. The strong hands on her 
shoulders prevented her from any hasty action and now, as the hand under her 
dress gave a sudden jerk and a twist, she felt those fingers under her 
panties. 

She let out a gasp as his fingers held stiff and together like a cock, moved 
from one end of her moist twat to the other. She wanted to close her eyes 
and, enjoy to the fullest the sensation she was now feeling~ and yet she 
didn't want to miss the film, either. While Crunch rubbed her pussy, she 
opened her eyes, and they both watched the story unfolding on the screen. 

All the little boys and girls were wildly fucking and sucking each other 
now. The school principal had also made his appearance in the room. He, too, 
was naked. He had a huge cock-extender on the end of his already mammoth 
organ, and he was between the teacher's spread thighs as she lay on her back 
on the desk. 

Two of the boys were peeing all over the teacher's mammoth jugs as the 
principal shoved the full length of his huge dual prick all the way up her 
cunt into her belly. 

Patty thought that the scene was the dirtiest, most erotic thing she had 
ever seen. It turned her on all the more. She couldn't resist placing her 
hand on the enormous bulge in the front of Crunch's pants. She knew that, 
behind the sofa, Madame Noon stood watching her, seeing her reactions and 
her movements in the light cast from the projector and the reflection on the 
screen. Somehow, she didn't seem to care. Patty know then that she was about 
to take Madame Noon's test. 

Quickly, she wrenched the buttons of Crunch's fly open and got into her 
clasping hands the long, thick shaft of his cock. He gave a grunt of 
pleasure and sank farther down into the sofa. He thrust his loins upward, 
making the manipulation of his prick and balls easier for her. 

Madame Noon was leaning over her even more now, her face pressed close 
alongside her own hot cheek, her mouth to her ear. She muttered to Patty 
while her hands fumbled at the clit and the zipper of her dress. 

"Play with that lovely cock, my dear." 

She had gotten her dress unfastened and unzipped to get the material down 
from her shoulders. Instantly, Patty's bra was undone and she felt the 
Madame's hand caressing her left breast, while Crunch's free hand kneaded 
her right one. 

On the screen, the teacher was now sucking the principal's big cock. The 
actress was a good cocksucker. She was taking an almost unbelievable amount 
of his prick into her mouth every time she bobbed her head down over his 
meat. 

Patty gave a start as she felt the hands of Madame Noon on her head. There 
was no mistaking the pressure, no mistaking what they wanted her to do. They 
were trying to get her to ... lower her face down toward Crunch's cock. They 
wanted her to mouth-fuck him, just as the girl on the screen was doing. 

Suddenly the hand at her left breast released its hold and at the same time 
two hands went up to her head. Crunch was using both his hands to force her 
to suck his prick, and under the fierce pressure, Patty felt her body give 
way. Her face went down and against his closed lips she felt the hot, smooth 
flesh of Crunch's cock. 

The moment she had felt her head being jerked downward, she had closed her 
eyes instinctively. Now she opened them and found herself looking directly 
at his huge hunk of male meat. A wild tremor of excitement, so intense that 
it frightened her, went through her cunt. She wanted to resist this, wanted 
to retain some self respect, and yet ... 

She was hardly aware that the projector had stopped, that the single 
lightbulb above the projector table had been switched on, and that Madame 
Noon was on the floor beside the sofa with her face close to Patty's bead 
and Crunch's bobbing dick. 

Patty opened her lips slightly and, with a low growl, Crunch jabbed the head 
of his prick into her face. She felt the rigid meat shoot into her mouth, 
felt her saliva wetting the huge monster, felt the rubbery, blunt head pound 
the back of her throat. 

Patty could feel Madame Noon patting her hair and pushing her head down in 
rhythm with Crunch's lifting thighs. Both of them seemed intent on making, 
her swallow as much of that length of prick as she could. She saw an inch 
from her eyes the crisp black hairs of the man's pubic bush, and just when 
she was sure she was going to choke, her head was pulled roughly away from 
the hairy loins and she found herself looking directly into the lust-crazed 
eyes of the ugly giant. 

"Now she's ready," Crunch bellowed. 

"Yes!" Madame Noon cried out, and turned to Patty. "Now we shall see how 
well you can fuck, my dear!" 

Chapter Seven 

Madame Noon herself worked her bands up under Patty's dress and pulled the 
young wife's panties off. Patty felt somehow drugged. But she didn't mind. 
She also felt hot and sexy. 

As though through a haze, she saw her panties fly through the air and land 
on the floor across the room. The huge bulk of Crunch's body loomed up in 
front of her. He had removed his clothes, and she could now see all of his 
magnificent, hard prick and the huge, swaying sac of his testicles. 

The sight and size of the bald giant's dick threw Patty into an instant 
state of desire and lust. 

"Yes ... yes ... yesssss,!" Patty mewled. "Give me cock ... give me that big 
hunk of meat!" 

Her voice trailed off as the giant suddenly gripped her waist, twisted her 
around, and shoved her onto the sofa. His breath came in great, animal-like, 
heaving gasps as he pushed her roughly forward so that she bad to put her 
hands out to grip the back of the sofa to stop herself from falling face 
down on it. 

Then Crunch was on her back, muttering, gasping. And then Patty felt his 
hard, stiff prick being rammed up into her cunt from the rear. This thing 
being gouged into her vagina felt so large and thick, not like her husband's 
at all, nor like the pricks she had been handling and sucking before. This 
was more like the cock of a wild beast. She wanted to scream. Madame Noon at 
once saw that she intended to and quickly thrust a hand over Patty's mouth. 

Patty felt her cunt was on fire. Never had she known a human being could 
have such a massive prick, and the weight of the giant as he lay on her back 
almost made her break in to. The desire to scream had now passed and the 
band moved away from her gasping mouth. Hands were all over her body, the 
soft, heavily ringed hands of Madame Noon lingering around her ass and the 
tops of her thighs. 

The rougher hands of Crunch were concentrating more on her belly and her 
titties. Patty was unable to stop the short, sharp pants that came from her 
gaping mouth as she experienced the sort of fuck she had never before known 
in. such intensity. It felt as if this cock were actually up inside her 
belly, that the hard shaft of roaring flesh was frying to break through to 
the hands that massaged her titties so lovingly. 

Madame Noon, every bit as hot and anxious for this lovely body as the giant, 
knew better than to interfere. She watched and enjoyed the spectacle of this 
lovely young woman being thoroughly screwed from the rear by this monster 
with the incredible cock. And she watched the young girl begin to respond to 
the vital prick in her cunt. She watched her writhing and her wriggles, her 
gasping protestations that were changing from pleas for mercy to 
passion-filled fuck words. 

"Ohhh, shit ... give me your cock! Yessss! Give it all to me! Fuck me!" 

"You're taking my cock good ... taking all my meat," the giant croaked in 
broken English. 

"I want your cock!" Patty cried out. "I want your sperm! Give me your juice 
... soak my belly with it!" 

She knew by the heat and the site of the swollen cockhead inside her that he 
was nearing his climax. All thoughts of shame or fear had gone from her mind 
now, only the wonderful ecstasy she was feeling mattered. 

Under his powerful lunges, she had sunk down onto her belly on the sofa. He 
was on top of her, her legs spread out on either side of his heaving body, 
as if her limbs grew out of his thighs. She felt his fingers clawing at her 
thighs. 

It was like having a wild beast on her back. Out of the corner of her eye, 
she could see Madame Noon leaning over them. She sensed, rather than 
actually saw, that the woman had hold of the balk of the fucking giant, and 
he was responding by jerking even more frantically up and down. And then it 
happened ... great, hot spurts of his semen thudded into Patty's belly. 
Again and again and again the hot jets thrilled her, causing her to have the 
mod wonderful come of her life. 

Hardly aware of her actions, she made a superhumsn effort to twist the upper 
part of her body around and get her arm around his neck. He was panting as 
if about to have a fit. She hugged him to her. "Darling ... darling," she 
chanted. 

"She is a hot cunt," Crunch growled to the older woman. "There is no end to 
the need in her pussy!" 

"Darling ... darling ... " Patty kept repealing. "Fuck me ... fuck me again 
... keep on fucking me!" 

"You do love cock, don't you, my dear?" 

"Yessssss ... don't stop!" Patty cried out again and again. "Make him fuck 
me again! Don't let him stop!" 

"All right, Crunch," the Madame hissed. "Plug her again. Only this time, 
change holes!" 

Crunch grabbed Patty and once again twisted her over onto her belly. He 
crawled up to her ass cheeks, pushing the blunt head of his still-hard cock 
between them. 

Patty writhed frantically as the big man forced a thick finger deep into her 
asshole. Then Madame Noon helped by gripping Patty's ass cheeks and pulling 
them wide apart for Crunch's entrance. 

Then Crunch guided the domed head of his rigid cock to its place of entry. 
It took some moments and a lot of wriggling and pushing to get the head of 
the thick dick through the tight ring of muscle that protected the asshole 
of the young woman. But once the prick-head had been pushed through, the 
ring, he was able to sink every last inch deep up inside her ass. 

At first she screamed at the pain, and it took both the giant and Madame 
Noon to hold her wildly thrashing arms and legs. They held her fast and 
waited until, at last exhausted and out of breath, her struggles were 
useless. 

Then he began to rhythmically fuck the lovely young wife, slowly at first, 
but gradually working up speed. Soon Patty's asshole was being stretched 
beyond that point of acute pain, and she began answering his strokes with 
fuck motions of her own. 

Suddenly Patty could feel the muscles in her rectum begin to contract around 
the massive cock. The pressure was overpowering and the inner folds of her 
anus clutched tightly at his stabbing prick like soft fingers. She was 
trying to milk his cock with her asshole. 

She began to grind her hips back against him, rotating her ass up against 
his pelvis as hard as she could. Crunch was beaming as he looked down at her 
writhing hips, which were bringing him close to climax. He studied her 
asshole as it clung to his plunging cock on the backstroke. 

"She is truly a beautiful fuck," he managed to gasp at Madame Noon, who 
stood by watching the ass fucking with glee. 

"Oh, my God," Patty sighed. "I think I'm going to come ... I think your cock 
in my ass is gonna get mc off! Fuck! FUCK MY ASSHOLE HARDER!" 

She bore down on him as hard as she could, damping her perspiring buttocks 
lightly together and tensing every muscle in her naked body. 

He fucked into her squeezing rectum even harder. There was no way to keep 
the pressure from building up in his balls. He knew he would be coming soon 
and he decided to make the best of it. 

She gasped. She could feel his fucking cock expanding within her. It 
stretched the sensitive interior walls of her rectum. But somehow she 
managed to keep the heat on his prick, and she fucked her asscheeks back at 
him. 

"Fuck my asshole, baby," she urged as though her life depended on it. "Give 
me an asshole fuck that'll make me blow! Hurry ... HURRY!" Instinctively, 
she reached back and grabbed hold of Crunch's sac with her strong fingers. 
With her free hand, she began to strum on her clit. 

Crunch lunged forward with all his strength. The massive rod became encased 
within the confines of her rectal tube. Then, bracing himself against her 
taut ass, he pulled his cock part way out again. He continued this 
in-and-out movement, and with every stroke he increased the tempo. 

"That's it!" Patty called out encouragingly. "Bugger my ass good! Bugger my 
asshole like it's never been fucked before!" 

The tight grip of the rectal walls created a heated friction which quickly 
trigged a number of responses within Crunch's body. The temperature of his 
body rose dramatically and reached an explosive level. This increased body 
heat brought the seminal fluids to a boil. Once they started to boil, they 
were flung out of his balls and into the base of his cockshaft. And, once in 
the shaft, there was nothing to stop the flow of raging, boiling cock cream. 
The meat of the shaft expanded even further during this push toward release. 

Patty could feel all this taking place in the lunging cock that was so 
deeply imbedded within her rear hole. Lust cycloned up through her throat. 
Her cunt was exploding. 

"I'm coming ... oh, shit yes, how sweet it is!" Patty screamed. "I'm going 
to come ... come like a dam bursting all over your ass-fucking cock!" 

Then it was the giant's turn. He could hold back no longer. She heard his 
muffled gasp behind her as his massive, throbbing cock burst like a dam. He 
emptied his sperm-filled balls deep in her tortured bowels. 

She thought he was never going to stop coming, as wave after wave of his 
hot, gushing fluid shot out of his wildly jerking cockhead into the depths 
of her ass. It overflowed around his shooting prick and spewed back out 
around the edges of her tightly clamped anus. 

She collapsed as he pumped the last of his heated cum into her battered 
rectum. 

Then Patty felt his massive cock slipping her asshole as she let herself 
relax and her ease into slumber. 

When she awoke, she found herself in a luxurious tub of bubble bath. Her 
body was sore, but totally relaxed and happy. 

"Ahh, good ... you're awake." 

Patty looked up. Madame Noon was standing by the tub staring down at her. 
Patty smiled. Suddenly she felt very confident. "Well?" 

"You were fine. You have passed the first part of the test with flying 
colors." 

"The first part?" Patty said. "What's the second part?" 

"Me," the woman smiled, and shrugged the robe from her shoulders. "All of 
our customers are not men." 

"You are indeed wonderful, my dear," the Madame purred, smiling up at the 
girl from between her spread thighs. "Both men and women will love you, and 
will pay well for you. And you will see, you will become even a better lover 
for your husband." 

"I've gotten more fucking ... good fucking ... this week than I've had in 
the last year," Patty laughed. "And I don't want to stop now. Where and when 
is my first job.?" 

"Call me in three days. His name is Harper. He is a little strange, but he's 
a good lover ... and he pays very well." 

Chapter Eight 

Patty was shaking like a leaf when the taxi left her in front of a huge 
stone mansion, surrounded by a high wall and dense woods. The old house 
looked almost haunted and not a little forbidding as she mounted the stone 
steps and used an old-fashioned brass door knocker. 

She nervously fidgeted with her hair and smoothed the tight blouse and skirt 
she wore as she waited. The clothing had been carefully chosen at Madame 
Noon's insistence; conservative, but tight enough to reveal all the lines of 
her voluptuous body. 

The door was opened by a tall, striking woman dressed in a tight, black 
sheath dress and high heels. Her body was svelte, and her tits thrust out 
like two huge globes. She had raven-black hair that was pulled back tightly 
in a knot, and a beautiful, commanding face with dark, heavily lashed eyes 
and full, scarlet lips. A huge pearl necklace adorned her throat. 

"Yes?" She said in a low, melodious voice. "Can I help you?" 

"I ... I'm Patty. From Madame Noon's agency." 

"Oh, yes. Come in. Harper is waiting for you." 

The woman ushered Patty into a wood-paneled hallway dimly lit with 
Tiffany-shade lamps hanging from the high, vaulted ceiling. There were wide 
sliding doors, dosed, on either side of the hail, and a carpeted stairway 
that led to the floor above. At the end of the hallway, just behind the 
stain, was another door that Patty guessed must lead to a kitchen. 

"You're new, aren't you?" the woman said. 

"Uh ... yes. This is my tint time." 

"Good. Harper likes the new girls. He thinks he can shock them. But don't 
worry. My son is just another man, and it all comes down to plain fucking 
eventually." 

"You ... you're his mother?" 

"Does that shock you, dear? Don't let it. I sometimes call Madame Noon's 
girls for myself, too. You're very lovely. Maybe I'll call for you sometime. 
Patty, wasn't it?" 

"Yes." 

"My name is Mona. Follow me, please." 

She led the way upstairs to another hallway with several doors on either 
side. 

"It's a big house," Patty commented. 

"Yes." She stepped in front of a door at the very end of the hail. "Go right 
in. Harper will be with you in a moment." 

As the door closed behind her, Patty found herself inside a huge, 
high-ceilinged room furnished in plush Victorian chairs and couches. The 
walls were wood-paneled, like the halls, and the room was softly lit with 
more Tiffany lamps. The strange colors and the twisting designs of' glass 
gave the room an eerie feeling. She noticed a low couch near one wall, 
upholstered in wine-red velvet. 

A door opened behind her. She turned, and there he was. 

Facing her was a tall man, dressed in a white shirt made of silk, tight 
black trousers and polished boots of black leather. His face was darkly 
handsome, with piercing eyes. His hair was jet black, like his mother's. His 
body was slender, but extremely well-built, and he had an air of calm 
strength about him. His appearance was so forceful that Patty found herself 
gasping slightly when she caught sight of him. 

"Why are you afraid?" he asked in a low, smooth voice, noting her anxiety. 
His eyes seemed to burn into Patty's, as if he could fathom her most secret, 
hidden thoughts. 

"I ... I'm a little nervous, I guess," she said, blushing slightly. 

"There's no need to be," he said softly, moving toward her with slow 
deliberation. "You're Patty." 

"Y-yes," she replied. 

"Sit down, won't you?" He pointed to a large armchair. 

At his instructions, Patty sat in the chair as Harper pulled another chair 
dose to hers and sat in it, facing her. He leaned back, crossed his lap and 
let his hands rest languidly on the upholstered arms of the chair. 

"What do you like to do?" he said bluntly. 

Patty was taken a little aback by his forthrightness, but she decided to 
plunge right in. "Everything," she said, finding her voice surprisingly 
calm. "Everything that has anything to do with fucking." He smiled. "Good. 
Then I suggest we begin. But first, a glass of wine to relax us both." 

He stood and moved to the far end of the room where a table stood. On it 
were several bottles of wine and liquor. 

He poured two glasses of wine, then, turning his back to Patty, he opened a 
small box, took out a few grains of white powder, and dropped them into one 
of the glasses. 

Smiling, he turned and walked back to the young wife, extending one of the 
glasses toward her. 

"Drink this," he said. "It's a very light wine." 

She took the glass from him. 

"To love," he said, toasting her with his glass. 

"To ... love ... " she replied shyly. 

She sipped the wine slowly as Harper again sat in the chair opposite her. 
Almost immediately she began to feel calmer. There was a long silence as 
they drank. 

"Feel better?" he asked. 

"Good." He leaned back in the chair, and as he did he uncrossed his legs, 
spreading them apart. Patty found her gaze riveted to his crotch, for the 
tightness in his trousers fully revealed the enormous mound of his cock. She 
could clearly see the line of his prick, huge and thick, under his trousers, 
and the round bulge of his testicles. Nervously, she tore her eyes away, but 
not before he had noted her reaction. 

"Don't turn away from my cock," he said. "I'm proud of it. I like girls to 
look at it." 

Ah, Patty thought, perhaps that's part of his weirdness; he digs being an 
exhibitionist. 

Slowly she turned and gazed directly at the bulge in his pants. He had 
spread his legs wider now, and slumped his hips forward slightly so that she 
could have a full view. She found herself stunned at the sight of his cock 
and balls tightly encased in the trousers. They seemed to throb and glow 
before her eyes. She had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. She 
found herself gazing in near-adoration at his crotch. Her mind reeled in a 
drug haze, thrilled by the obscene sight. 

It's beautiful, she thought, so beautiful! "Don't you think my cock is 
fantastic?" 

"Uh ... yes ... whatever you say," she replied. Her eyes traveled up to meet 
his, and as they met, her breath came faster and faster. He was the most 
mysterious man she had ever seen, so handsome and strange with his dark 
eyes, yet he was warm and gentle, too. She was elated to discover that her 
mind was soaring like a cloud in a dear blue sky, and her body was trembling 
with a warm excitement. She wanted to ... to drift into his arms and kiss 
him, kiss him torridly on the lips ... hold him .. embrace him ... What the 
hell is wrong with me? She thought Then she realized that he had put 
something in the wine. 

"You want me to fuck you now, don't you?" 

She nodded. 

"Say it, dammit!" 

"Yes. I want you to fuck me now." 

Smiling at her, he began to remove his shirt, slipping it over his head and 
revealing his tightly muscles upper torso with a thick tangle of curling 
chest hair. Patty's drug-fogged eyes eagerly drank in every naked inch of 
his tanned, lithe torso. Deftly, he took off one boot, then the other, and 
placed them nearby, while She watched him, completely fascinated and 
unconsciously growing more and more aroused. 

"Soon you'll see my beautiful, big cock, and you'll be able to love it." 

Slowly he unhooked the top of his trousers and began lowering them. He wore 
no underwear, and as he eased the tight-pants down his slim hips, his cock 
and balls were completely exposed to her gaze. His prick was unusually large 
and thick, and swung heavily between his legs as he stepped out of the 
trousers. The hairy balls beneath bounced freely. 

"Am I not the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? Isn't my cock 
splendid?" 

Patty found herself totally agreeing with him. "Yes ... oh yes I .. your 
cock is big and thick and wonderful!" 

He began to run his hands over his entire hard body, in an almost obscene 
manner, and Patty thought she detected a devilish glint in his eyes. Then he 
grasped his enormous cock with his bands and began caressing it, stroking 
it. 

"Every part of me is beautiful, Patty ... every part! You must learn to love 
my cock! Love it!" 

"I want to ... " she said in a tiny voice. "Show me how ..." 

There was a moment's silence. Harper stood erect, so that he looked like a 
bronzed, naked god standing in the bizarre colored light of the huge room. 

"Now ... you must take off your clothes also ... and lie back on the couch." 

Patty obediently, began to unbutton her blouse. He watched with beady eyes 
as she removed her blouse and skirt. Within moments she stood only in her 
white bra and panties, her cream-white skin gleaming, her proud breasts 
thrust outward like two shimmering melons. With trembling hands she removed 
the bra and placed it nearby on a table, fully freeing her firm, wide-set 
tits to his gaze. Her skin quivered and tightened, and the buds of her 
nipples grew taut and stood out from the dark rings of the surrounding 
areolas like large buttons. 

"You're beautiful, too," Harper said. "That's good. You've got just the 
right kind of beautiful body that I like to sink my dick into, deep into ... 
clear up to your belly." 

His, cock had begun to throb with life and became erect as the beautiful 
young blonde slowly began to slide her tight, nylon panties down the white, 
smooth-fleshed expanse of her hips. Slowly, the brief garment eased down 
over the tender skin of her thighs and legs until she stepped out of it 
daintily and placed it with her other clothes. As she turned back to him, 
her golden triangle of pubic hair glistened as if sprinkled with dew. 

"Good ... " he said approvingly. "Very good. You have a beautiful body ... 
quite beautiful." 

"Thank you," she said quietly. 

Her mind was so fogged with wine and drug that she felt no fear or anxiety. 
Her body rippled lightly with waves of pleasure, and she felt as though she 
could fly if she wanted to! The sight of Harper standing naked in front of 
her and stroking his hard, stiff cock thrilled her. It was the most 
wonderful sight she had ever seen. Her face glowed with ecstasy, and he knew 
then that she was his to do with as he pleased. 

"Come over here now, Patty. Come close, and I'll give you the supreme thrill 
of loving my cock." 

She moved to him and he placed her hands on his thick, muscular tool. For 
some reason beyond her comprehension, it felt like the most thrilling cock 
of her life. She loved the rubbery, pebbled texture in her hand. It was so 
warm, so big. She began to caress it. She fondled it lovingly. Then she 
cupped the heavy sac that held his balls, reveling in the soft skin and the 
weighty spheres. 

She began to run her hands all over his body, savoring his nakedness as a 
rising tide of sensuality began to waft through her body. Her hand explored 
every hard, bulging muscle and ridge of his tall frame, and she grew more 
and more excited. She wanted to touch every part of his body, his face, his 
skin ... his chest .. his hips ... his balls ... his cock. 

But as she grasped his swollen prick again, with hot eagerness, he drew her 
hands away. 

"Do you want my beautiful cock to ream your body now?" 

"Yes," she moaned. "I want all of it. I want to be fucked with it!" 

"Lie down on the couch." 

She lay back on the couch, and closed her eyes. Almost immediately she felt 
completely lost in a radiant glow as the potent drug took hold of her again. 

Harper let his hands play gently over her face. She became warmly aroused by 
his artful strokes. He massaged her temples, her eyelids and cheeks, then 
slowly he let his fingers slide down to the rosy, succulent mounds of her 
breasts. His own body was alive with excitement, and his cock throbbed 
achingly for release. Deftly, he straddled her, with his knees on either 
side of her hips. 

Patty, in her drugged state, writhed sensuously as his fingers glided like 
feathers over her breasts; her skin tingled with warmth and pleasure as he 
began to knead the creamy mounds with mounting desire. 

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned. 

"Feels nice to be loved, doesn't it?" he whispered as he gripped the supple 
flesh. "You deserve to be loved ... let yourself' be loved ... and fucked." 

"Oh, yes .. " she sighed, wriggling happily. He positioned himself again, 
spreading her legs apart, and kneeling between them. 

Suddenly he took her face in his hands and kissed her passionately. Patty 
thought she would swoon from the intensity of it. It was all that was needed 
to banish any anxiety. She was lost in his kiss, overwhelmed by his powerful 
presence, and once again the drug clouded her mind with euphoric delight. 

Harper eased her back on the couch. He let his hands rove over her curving 
white hips and down her long, silky legs. Then, after pausing for a while to 
stroke her small, delicate feet, his hands traveled back up to her legs, up 
toward the soft pussy flesh nestled in her golden triangle, up toward her 
trembling cunt. His palms rested on the insides of her naked thighs, and he 
slowly parted her, legs farther to reveal the naked cuntal slit completely, 
then lowered his face down toward her luscious cunt. Patty gasped as he 
snaked his tongue out and licked her vaginal slit lightly. A tremor of 
excitement shot through her as he buried his face in her wet, tender cuntal 
flesh Her entire being was bursting with passion ... she gave herself I 
completely to his hotly questing mouth. 

He ran his tongue hungrily up and down her moist, trembling pussy, probing 
with his tip into every fold of the warm outer lips, and nibbling playfully 
at the silken strands that lined her pussy. He found the tip of her clitoris 
and began to suck at it until it grew hard, sending ripples of delight 
coursing throughout her body. 

At the same time, he grasped his erect cock with his hand and deftly sliding 
back the velvety foreskin, he gripped his huge instrument and began to 
masturbate roughly as he licked madly at her quivering pussy. 

Patty, overcome with passion, opened her legs wide to allow him easy entry, 
and pushed her hips upward to eagerly press into his hungry mouth. In her 
sexually overwhelmed state, she writhed lewdly beneath his madly licking 
tongue, her open cunt grinding hard up against his greedy lips, brushing his 
mouth cruelly into the slippery wetness. She had never experienced anything 
like this in her life, and she wanted more. Her legs kicked and thrashed in 
complete abandon. 

"Yesssss!" she cried. "YESSSSS!" 

Harper, throbbing with his own passion, sucked feverishly while he gripped 
his cock tightly and jerked it up and down. He plunged his tongue deeply 
into her throbbing pussy-hole, rotating it far up inside her warmly seeping 
slit. 

"Oh, God!" she shrieked out as his tongue drove deeply into her softly 
clutching pussy. "OHHHHHH G00000DDDDD!" 

As the wildly abandoned young wife writhed beneath his slavoring mouth, his 
hand pumped furiously at his blood-engorged cock. His sperm swollen balls 
tightened in lewd anticipation. His loins were bursting with tremors of 
aching passion, roused to a fever pitch, and he moaned with guttural, animal 
sounds. 

Patty began to cry out, her senses whipped to a frenzy by his tongue fucking 
... she could hear the obscene, wet sounds made by his tongue in her pussy, 
and it thrilled her all the more. Pinwheels of bright color exploded behind 
her closed eyelids. 

Suddenly she realized that she had reached that peak of ecstasy. She 
surrendered completely, her body thrashing, her head swinging from side to 
side, her mouth wide open as she screamed in delight. 

"AAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!" she cried from the very depths of her being. "I'M 
CUMMMMINNNGG! I'M CUUUUMMMMINNNNNNGGG!" 

He, too, could feel his climax not far off. His huge cock was swollen to 
incredible proportions as he gripped it tightly with his hands and jerked it 
while his balls shuddered as they filled with boiling cum. 

Suddenly he lurched to his knees above her writhing body. His fist flew back 
and forth wildly on the barrel of his cock as white, scalding cum burst in 
great globs from the bulbous head. The river of his spunk splashed across 
her breasts, making the pink nipples white. Screams and groans ripped the 
air as he drained the cum from his balls onto her bouncing tits. 

"Now I'll make your pussy shoot," he said, when at last the well of his 
testicles was dry. "I'll eat your cunt again and make you come while you 
lick my jism off your tits." 

"Yes!" 

"You'll like that, won't you, Patty?" 

"Oh yes! Yessss, suck my cunt while I clean your cum from my tits!" 

While he buried his hungry mouth back into her drenched cunt, Patty lifted 
her pendulous, cum-soaked tits to her lips. She laved and sucked her own 
nipples, swallowing his cum from them as fast as her tongue could bring it 
into her mouth. 

Then she started coming on the darting tip of his tongue. Her body became a 
feverish, quivering form, bursting in raging climax. "There ... THERE!" she 
screamed. "I'm coming!" 

"Suck ... SUCK MY CUM OFF YOUR TITS!" he yelled, and drove his mouth over 
her cunt. 

She pulled her tits against her lips and went wild. Hungry flames engulfed 
the young wife. Her lust-heated cuntal walls dilated and shuddered, issuing 
streams of warm orgasmic juices that cascaded over his devouring mouth until 
finally the release began to ebb slowly and they passed the apex of their 
orgasms. Their bodies began to relax, and then Harper pulled away from her 
and sat next to her on the couch. 

He could see from the ecstatic expression on her face that the young woman 
had been overwhelmed, and he smiled to himself, snug in the knowledge that 
it had been a long time since this girl had been sucked off like he had 
sucked her. 

"Did you like that?" 

"I loved it," she sighed, basely able to get her breath. 

"Did my cum taste good?" 

"Wonderful," Patty replied, and noticed that, as they talked, his huge cock 
was starting to get hard again. "Do you want to fuck me in the pussy or ass 
now?" 

"OH NO" 

"What?" 

"No .. " he repeated, his voice rising to a quiver. "I never fuck the girls 
bodies. I save myself for just one woman." 

"Oh?" 

"Yes ... he does." 

Patty turned. Mona was standing beside them, stark naked. Patty hadn't even 
heard her enter the room. 

"Gather your clothes together, dear," the woman said. "You can dress in the 
hall. Your money is on the table by the door." 

Patty nodded dumbly and did as the woman told her. As she moved through the 
door, she heard them speaking. 

"Where this time, Mother" 

"In my cunt, Harper dear. Fuck your Momma in her beautiful pussy with your 
big, beautiful dick." 

Weird, Patty thought as she stuffed the money in her purse and dressed. 
Weird, but exciting. 

Chapter Nine 

In the two months that followed, Patty averaged going out for Madame Noon at 
least three times a week. Once, when Joe had a weekend business trip out of 
town, she spent that entire weekend at a convention in the city. She stayed 
ma huge, plush hotel, suite and fucked and sucked the executives and their 
wives whenever they felt like it. 

For Patty it became the best of all possible worlds. She was getting all the 
sex she wanted, and a the bus were getting paid. Joe was even starting to 
fuck her better, and more often. He still remained in town a couple of 
nights every week to work, but he started bringing more money home because 
of it, so she didn't mind. 

Absently, Patty wondered if he had another woman in the city. But she 
dismissed that thought when she remembered that she was more woman than he 
could handle. 

Then one afternoon Marcia called her from next door. 

"Hi ... how's it been going?" 

"Super ... I mean really super!" 

"It must be," Marcia replied. "I haven't seen you since that day we fucked 
the judge together. Do you always forget your old friends when, you start 
getting enough?" 

Patty laughed. "I'll be right over. You just get your clothes off and I'll 
show you how I forget old friends!" 

"They're already off," Marcia giggled. "I'm in the bath." 

"I'll be right there." 

Patty started pulling her clothes off at the top of the stairs. She hadn't 
been in Marcia's bath since it hat been remodeled, so it took her by 
surprise when she walked in. 

It was reminiscent of a Roman bath, complete with a sunken tub in the 
center. The tub was so huge that it looked more like a swimming pool. There 
was a golden cherub at one end of the tub holding a tilted urn, from which 
the water ran out. 

"Absolutely decadent, isn't it?" Marcia said, rising like ,a goddess from 
the water and moving toward Patty. 

"All of that," Patty said, laughing and accepting the other girl's lips and 
tongue in a passionate kiss. 

"I've missed you," Marcia whispered, when at last the kiss was broken. 

"Well, what are you going to do about it?" Patty said, her voice suddenly 
husky with desire. 

"This," Marcia replied, and placed a hand on each of Patty's swaying tits 
She rubbed them warmly, and the huge tits seemed to leap outward from 
Patty's body toward Marcia's face. They seemed bigger and more beautiful 
than they ever had. 

"How firm and smooth they are," Marcia whispered, "and how beautiful." Then 
her mouth was open wide and she was filling it with silken flesh and nipple 
as she sucked one tit and caressed the other. 

Then her band and mouth changed positions, and she sucked the other lovely 
breast as Patty's body came alive and She squirmed with passion. 

Marcia's lips shifted from nipple to nipple as her hands roamed up and down 
the blonde's luscious body. They moved hotly down over her back and her 
buttocks, pausing there to knead the firm ass cheeks tenderly, and then 
going on down to her thighs, only to return all the way back ~to her 
shoulders before rubbing their way back to her beautifully rounded, taut 
ass. 

Patty looked at. Marcia's shining face as the woman devoured her breasts. 
She took her hands and placed them on Marcia's head. Gently but firmly, she 
started pushing downward. 

"There's one part of me you've missed, Marcia," she sighed. 

Marcia's eyes fell on the curling triangle of pubic hair that crowned 
Patty's pussy. "Lie down, here," she said, her tongue suddenly thick in her 
mouth. "Lie across the rug on the floor and spread your legs for me." 

Patty went one better. She lay on the soft carpeting and spread her legs 
wide, raising them high in the air at the same time. As she did, she could 
feel the woman's eyes on her cunt, could feel them moving there like very 
gentle fingers. 

"How lovely ... how perfect," Marcia panted as she dropped to her knees 
between Patty's outstretched legs. Then her hands were on the blonde's 
smooth, silky thighs, rubbing gently as she stared into her crotch, her 
tongue licking wetly over her lips. 

"I want to love you back," Patty whispered. 

Marcia's hind caressed the downy triangle of Patty's pussy. "Oh, God, I want 
it," she purred as she used the tips of her fingers to part the soft, warm 
lips of the seething pussy. 

Patty felt warm breath in her crotch and her bare ass began to squirm on the 
carpet. Then she gave a little cry as she felt the mouth touch her cunt, as 
hands tightened on her thighs. 

It began as a kiss, the most exciting kiss Patty had ever known; then it was 
more than a kiss. Marcia was sucking and licking her cunt, her tongue 
probing the hot, juicy interior. It felt so good that Patty wanted to cry 
out, wanted to scream for joy. Marcia sensed her lover's response, and it 
spurred her on to greater ministrations, sucking and lapping Patty's pussy 
till it became unbearably hot and juicy and horny and hungry. 

Suddenly, Patty felt that she was going to come, and that it was going to be 
her biggest, most beautiful, loving come ever. As the tongue went on licking 
her clit, the gentle hand fondled the cheeks of her arched ass. All heaven 
and hell broke loose inside her cunt as the come she had been waiting for 
exploded and seemed to carry her a million miles into space. 

"Oh God, what a come ... what a glorious come!" Patty cried. 

"Now me, darling," Marcia sighed. 

She sat on the tub and spread her legs. The pink lips of her cunt nestled 
wetly in her dark pubic patch. 

"You have a beautiful cunt," Patty moaned as she leaned over and started in 
on Marcia's tits. 

"And you have such beautiful breasts!" 

Marcia whimpered hotly as Patty took her firm nipple into her mouth. She 
sucked on it, tasting the salty sweetness of Marcia's flesh. 

Marcia placed her hand on the blonde girl's hip and began to knead the 
tender flesh. Patty, in response, placed her hand in the delicate cuntflesh 
of Marcia's pussy, sliding one finger effortlessly into her. Marcia was 
already wet from the job that she had done on Patty. She was finding it hard 
to control herself any longer, and with a loud groan, pressed herself firmly 
against Patty, her breasts riding just about at the level of Patty's mouth 
as she continued to suck them. 

Patty had meant to try and get Marcia on her back on the floor so that she 
could get her face into the brunette's lovely cunt. But Patty had forgotten 
where she was in the heat of the moment, and when she tried to position 
herself to go down on the other girl they both fell backward into the tub. 

They both shrieked at the sensual delight of falling headlong into the warm, 
sudsy water. Patty discovered that the tub had different heights of water in 
different places, and that if she stood in the center of the tub the water 
was practically up to her waist, and even higher on Marcia. 

The ludicrousness of their situation took hold of them and soon they were 
both reduced to giggling school girls. They hugged each other and laughed 
uncontrollably. Patty felt a closeness for Marcia, as well as desire. 
Quickly, her hand was back on the brunette's pussy, caressing the sweet 
folds, slippery from the soapy water. 

Marcia's fingers found Patty's asshole and slid in. The two girls kissed 
each other deeply and powerfully. 

"Oh, 'Marcia," Patty choked, "you know what to do to make me come again!" 

Marcia lovingly stroked Patty's warm, wet body with her free hand. Her mouth 
sucked harder on her nipple, so hard that Patty was sure it would come off. 
With one finger up Patty's asshole, Marcia began to move it slowly in and 
out, playing with the puckered ring until she felt it open up and grow hot 
All the time Patty was moaning and rotating her full, round hips. She 
fingered Marcia's cunt deeper and deeper in response. She ran her fingers 
ticklingly over the pink lips, plunging deeper and causing a passionate 
shriek to erupt from Marcia's throat. 

Then she found the rubbery knob of Marcia's clit. It was budding out from 
the folds of her pussy like a small flower trying to open. Patty 
concentrated on the love bud and, catching it between her first and middle 
fingers, rolled it slowly back and forth. 

"Oh yes ...yes ...right there!" Marcia groaned. 

Patty could feel the urgency in the girl's undulations. Marcia rotated her 
hips faster and faster on Patty's finger until her whole hand seemed to 
disappear into the pink, dripping slit between Marcia's legs. 

She spun her hips crazily as Marcia's hand left her back and began rubbing 
her tit again. Then Marcia lifted one leg so that the knee of that leg was 
against Patty's hot hole and began to massage it. She stood there, her 
balance teetering, with one finger in Patty's asshole, the other hand on her 
tits, and her knee masturbating Patty's cunt. Both girls grew wild and moved 
faster and faster in stimulating each other. Then they both screamed and wet 
each other's hands with their dripping cum, finally falling into the warm 
water. 

"What was that?" Patty said, suddenly standing up in the tub. 

"What?" 

"I heard something in the bedroom!" 

Both girls climbed from the tub and padded to the door. There was a movement 
behind the screen that hid the bed from view. 

Marcia and Patty both trotted over to the screen and then jumped around it 
to see who was there. 

"Duke!" Marcia cried. "What the hell are you doing here?" 

Marcia's ex-husband was sitting on the side of the bed, his head thrown 
back, and his limp and throbbing cock in his hand. It was obvious that he 
bad been masturbating as he watched the two girls make love. Cum stained his 
shirt and pants. 

"Watching you fuck," Duke said, smiling. 

"Well, now that you've watched, you can just get out! What the hell are you 
doing here anyway?" 

"I came over to borrow some money. I lost my job." 

"Again?" 

"Yeah," he grinned. "I got caught fucking the boss's wife." 

"As usual," Marcia said. "Out." 

"I think I'd like a little pussy first," he said. "From both of you." 

"No way," Marcia hissed, but she couldn't help but grin. "This afternoon's 
reserved for just us girls." 

"Oh, yeah? I wonder how Joe would like it if he knew his old lady was over 
here hi the afternoons, sucking your cunt." 

"You wouldn't!" Patty shrieked, looking at her friend. "Would he?" 

"Yes," Marcia nodded. "He probably. would. He's a real bastard. But he is a 
good fuck. Shall we?" 

"It's all right with me," Patty shrugged, "as long as he promises not to say 
anything to Joe about what he saw." 

"You got it," Duke said, and lay back on the bed. "Who's first?" 

"Well, let me clean it off a little first" Marcia said, and bent her head 
into his lap. Her mouth closed around his prick and she started licking the 
cum from the head. 

He sighed deeply as his ex-wife started her tongue working on his cock. 
Patty stood at the side of the bed. Her huge, pink-tipped tits were right in 
front of his face, swaying back and forth like to heavy pendulums. 

Patty had been one lady that Duke had wanted to fuck ever since she and Joe 
bad moved in next door. 

Now, as he looked up at her heaving breasts, with her taut nipples only 
inches from his mouth, he felt that old need come back to him. 

Watching Marcia lick Duke's massive cock was really turning Patty on. He 
could see her cuntlips moistening. The sight of her seeping, golden triangle 
so close to his face was just too much. He had to get a little taste of it. 

Marcia, sucking his cock, felt it growing hard within her mouth. Looking up, 
she saw the strain on Duke's face and knew that he was only seconds away 
from breaking and grabbing the two of them and fucking them both silly. And 
if anyone could do it, he could. 

Duke reached up and grabbed Patty's breasts, almost tearing them off. "I've 
wanted you from the minute I set eyes on you!" he said in a frenzy. "And now 
I'm going to have you!" 

His huge prick was now almost fully erect and Marcia had to work to keep all 
of it in her mouth. He was tearing at Patty's tits now, forcing one and then 
the other into his mouth. She moaned and writhed, filled with growing lust. 

"Quit sucking my dick, baby," Duke said to Marcia, "and let Patty sit on 
it!" 

Marcia let his cock slide out of her mouth and looked up at Patty. "Do you 
want to fuck his cock, honey?" 

"Shit, yes," Patty replied. "He's got me hotter than hell, playing with my 
tits. And it didn't help, watching you suck him off!" 

"Okay ... do it," Marcia said, moving from between his legs. 

In one swift motion, Patty swung her leg over Duke's thighs and straddled 
his upright prick. It had risen to its full height now and Patty was 
overjoyed to see that it was indeed a long, thick' piece of cockmeat. 

"Take it up your cunt, honey," Duke sighed. 

"My prick wants you!" 

Patty sat on it. She lowered herself slowly onto the massive organ, feeling 
it tear her tight pussy walls aside as it plunged deeper and deeper with 
each of her undulations. She moaned in a mixture of ecstasy and pain. She 
could feel his hot breath on her chest and neck. She could see the sweat 
pour down the sides of his temples as her hot, tight pussy, steaming with 
lust and desire, drove him to higher and higher levels of excitement. 

Marcia watched the two of them fucking with fascination. Patty's ass seemed 
to rise and fall with, each of his moans, and each time she settled at her 
low point, with Duke's cock deep inside her, Marcia strained to see his 
face. 

The smell of fucking turned her on until her hand found her own pussy. She 
reached down between the lips and found her budding clit. Her eyes were 
firmly fixed on the fuck scene in front of her. Unaware of anything but the 
two steaming bodies putting on their show for her, she rubbed her clit and 
felt the blood slowly rise into her head until she, too, was moaning and 
writhing. 

The sight of her was not lost on Duke. "Come here!" he ordered, and Marcia 
automatically obeyed. "You ain't my wife any more, baby," he sighed, "but I 
still love your pussy. Bring it up here and sit on my face. Let Daddy suck 
out your cunt for you while your pretty neighbor fucks his cock off!" 

Marcia was as hot as a firecracker. She needed no further urging. She 
straddled him, her pussy wet from her own manipulations. She lowered herself 
onto him and his tongue shot out and began to lick her pussy. He tasted her 
again, and with the delicious tang of her cunt came the memories of their 
marriage. 

Marcia moved her hips in a circular motion plunging her frothing slit deeper 
and deeper onto his tongue until she wondered how he could breathe. 

Marcia felt her orgasm rising from deep within her, and from the sounds of 
the other two, they were not far away. Patty had begun to swing frantically 
back and forth, rocking Duke's huge dick deep within her with each thrust. 
He was answering her own motions with a deep thrust each time she came down 
on him and he began to twist and move his neck to push his tongue deep into 
Marcia's pussy, taking her clit between his teeth and nibbling it gently. 

Marcia was the first to, come, stiffening and pouring her cunt juices all 
over her ex-husband's face. In a second, Duke began to shoot his load, and 
feeling the hot cum filling her, Patty also came, her pussy walls lightening 
and squeezing the last ounces of jam from his massive prick. 

The three of them collapsing a panting heap. 

"My God, you're good," Marcia said. "If you'd gat a job I might even think 
of taking you back." 

"I'd love to come back, honey," Duke replied. 

"You mean it?" 

"I'll do anything." 

"I just might be able to get you a job ... with somebody I know," Marcia 
said. "Her name is Madame Noon." 

Patty sat up abruptly on the other side of the bed. "My God, Marcia!" she 
said. "You mean she hires men, too?" 

"Sure," Marcia replied. "What the hell, honey. Women like to fuck too!" 

Chapter Ten 

At last Patty had more than enough money to quit going out for Madame Noon. 
But she really didn't want to stop. She loved the excitement of meeting and 
fucking new men and women constantly. But she was starting to feel guilty. 
Joe was getting better and better in bed, and he must have gotten a big 
raise at work, because he was now bringing home nearly as much money as she 
was. 

Finally, Patty called Madame Noon and told her that she wanted to quit. The 
women was outraged. She told Patty that she was her best girl, very much in 
demand. She couldn't leave now. Madame Noon would lose half her customers! 

"Why, right now I have three appointments for you this week ... one of them 
this afternoon, and then there's a yacht party Friday afternoon ... " 

"Oh, all right," Patty said. "I'll take these last three jobs, but that's 
all. Give me the addresses." 

Patty couldn't believe it as she walked through the church yard and rang the 
bell. Who in the world would need Madame Noon's services in a church? 

She found out when a priest answered the door and quickly pulled her inside. 

"Are you from Madame Noon's?" 

"Yes, but ... " 

"Good ... wonderful The Madame never fails me. You are young and lovely. 
Come this way!" 

With a great deal of reluctance, Patty followed him through a small room 
furnished like a chapel. As they walked, he spoke to her in a low, sonorous 
voice, telling her of the many wonders of serving the priesthood. 

Then they came upon a steel door. By this time, Patty had become quite 
entranced by the tall, graying priest with the broad shoulders and the 
winning smile. So much so that she didn't feel, a bit uncomfortable when he 
slipped his hand around her, waist and led her through the opening beyond 
the door. 

They entered a small, partitioned room that Patty thought must be very 
similar to a monk's cell in ancient times. 

"Now I will purify you, my dear," the priest said, and began to unfasten her 
dress and pull it over her head. 

"But, Father, you're ... " 

"What, my dear?" 

"You're a man of the cloth!" 

"You hit it right on the head, my dear. I am a man, and I've already got a 
booming hard-on. Now let's get this dress off." 

He gazed down at the white globes of her breasts tightly cupped in the bra 
and then his eyes traveled down to her sleekly curved tummy and her cunt, 
encased in the tight-fitting panties of blue nylon. She was beautiful, and 
her skin was soft and white. He particularly liked the blonde cunt hair 
where it curled out around the band of her panties. He even told her so. 

Wow, Patty thought, Madame Noon really does have a wild and interesting 
clientele. It was going to be very hard indeed to give up this wonderful 
life and go back to being a bred, fuck-twice-a week housewife. 

The priest sat her down on the edge of the wooden bunk that ran down one 
side of the cell. Seating himself beside her, with one arm around her bare 
waist, he said, "Now, dear, I want you to close your eyes and relax. Keep 
them closed until I tell you to open them. Do you understand?" 

She didn't, but, what the hell, he was paying for it, and it was just 
another exciting experience that she could put in her memoirs someday. 

"Yes, Father, I understand," she replied, closing her eyes and screwing her 
pretty little face up. 

He edged a bit closer to her, his arm tightening around her waist. "Lie back 
on the bunk," he murmured as he pulled her down on her back and lifted her 
feet and legs up to rest along the bunk top. "Perhaps this position will 
help you to relax more." 

As she lay back, she momentarily opened her eyes; She realized at once that 
the priest had seen this and she closed them tightly again. He gave her bare 
thigh a hard slap with his palm. 

"That was naughty! You are a wicked girl, I think," he said, his voice 
trying to take on a sterner. "You cannot be trusted to keep your eyes shut 
when the good father tells you. Therefore I must blindfold you." 

He took a long piece of velvet from the small cupboard beside the bunk and 
draped it across her eyes and tied it behind her head. Now she was engulfed 
in total darkness and she gave a startled gasp when she felt his hot hands 
on her thighs again, this time not slapping her, but just gently fondling 
her smooth skin. 

Oh no, Patty thought, he's really going to do it! I'm going to be fucked by 
a priest! Now bow many girls can say that! 

"Talk to me, my dear," he said. 

"What do you want me to say?" 

"Recite to me the prayers you learned in your childhood." 

Patty tried to focus her mind to remember. But the way he was touching her 
legs was making it almost impossible for her to think of anything but the 
funny sensation she was feeling iii her pussy, a sensation that was far from 
being unpleasant. 

For at least ten minutes he slyly stroked her legs, from her knees up to the 
edge of her tight panties. By this time her words were almost incoherent and 
she was panting heavily. 

"You're not doing very well, are you?" he chided her. 

Her voice trailed off as she felt his hands pulling her thighs apart. "Let 
me see if I can help you to remember better," he muttered. "Open your legs 
more, my child, wider ... that's right." 

She was panting hard as she felt his hand slide down inside the top of the 
waistband of her panties. As her thighs remained open, he had no difficulty 
in getting his fingers to her slit, and the moment the fingertips slid 
across her small but sensitive clitoris, she heaved her belly upward and let 
out a deep sigh. 

"AM!" she heard the old priest exclaim. "This may be the answer ... this may 
help you to concentrate more, my dear child. See if you like this ... " and 
he massaged her clitoris until her legs began to jerk spasmodically outward, 
and now and again she raised her knees before letting them flop down again, 
followed by the twisting of her hips. 

Weird, she thought, really weird. But then, to each his own ... and he does 
know how to really turn a girl on. Damn, I hope he's got a thick cock! 

"I think you are enjoying this, my child," he sa1d. "But I am sure there is 
something more you need to help you get over your wickedness and release 
your mind to think of more holy matters. Take off your brassiere." 

Without thinking, Patty felt up behind her back as she raised her upper body 
slightly off the bunk. He helped her pull the garment free from her large 
and perfectly shaped breasts. She flopped down onto her back again, her face 
glowing in a red flush. 

He massaged her nipples in turn until each was rigid and very pink. When he 
moved his hands to the waistband of her panties and began to draw them down, 
she raised her ass from the bunk to assist him. 

"Now, my child," he said, his face down close to her ear, "I want you to 
just concentrate on the words I am going to speak to you." 

"Yes, Father," Patty said, wishing to hell he would get on with it. 

"Do you know the word 'fuck'?" 

"Oh yes ... yes, Father." 

"Good. Fucking from a holy man purges your sins. Did you know that, my 
child?" 

"No ... no, I didn't, Father. But I'm willing to learn." Patty wanted to 
tear the blindfold off to, see if he had his cock out yet. 

She felt his hand leave her cunt and heard him stand up. The she heard the 
unmistakable rustling of clothing. 

"And now, my child, we are flesh to flesh ... as it should be." 

"Whatever ... you ... say ... Father," Patty panted as his fingers again 
found her steaming hole. 

Then he was in the bunk with her, his naked body pressed to hers. She 
snuggled up to him and tried to find his cock with her hand. "You're naked, 
Father. Is your cock hard?" 

"Yes, my dear." 

He heaved his body over on top of her, pushing her thighs apart as he did 
so. "Now, my child, I want to hear you keep repeating that word ... fuck ... 
come on now, let me hear you say it ... " 

"Fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... is that how you want me to say it, Father? Fuck 
... fuck ... fuck ... " 

"That's good. Just keep saying it." 

"Fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... " 

She felt the rubbery head of his cock at her cuntal lips. The hard, domed 
head felt huge. Patty went wild with anticipation. 

"Ohhhhh, fuck ... fuck ... oh shit, fuck ... FUCK ME!" 

As he slowly but surely gouged his prick into her cunt, he got his mouth 
close to her ear. "Now start saying, "Fuck me, Holy ... fuck me, Holy Father 
... " 

She was quick to obey, her body trembling with the new sensations he was 
giving her. She felt another two inches of thick cockmeat bore into her hot 
hole. She ripped the blindfold off and screamed as she wrapped her arms and 
legs around his body and pulled him into her. 

"Fuck me, Holy Father ... luck mc, Holy Father ... oh shit, luck me ... FUCK 
THE HELL OUT OF MEEEEEE!" 

Now he was pounding into her, filling her hungry pussy with the hot hardness 
of his cock. He pounded the walls of her clasping pussy, driving her wild, 
as the swelling head buffeted her cervix, time and time again. 

Patty locked her thighs around the priest's sweating hips. She began to 
pound her heels against his driving buttocks as her orgasm started somewhere 
in her churning belly. She groaned her delight and urged him on to greater 
strokes into the furry cavern of love between her quivering thighs. 

And then she was there; coming like a great, flooding dam. 

She clutched his lean, hard body-tighter against her own. Sliding her right 
hand around his thigh, she found the swinging sac of his balls where it 
bounced against her shivering asshole. She tickled the sperm-bloated 
testicles in wild abandon as her climax began and soared through her flesh. 

Her fingers on his balls and the light touch of her long nails against his 
asshole, coupled with the wonderful, sucking quality of her cunt, triggered 
the priest's own come. His dancing, driving cock began to ejaculate great, 
creamy spurts of cum. They splashed heatedly against the walls of her 
churning pussy. 

She could feel his heat enter her. She could feel every molten stream 
shooting forth into her, prolonging her own orgasm until she thought she 
would go out of her mind with ecstasy. 

"Ohhh, ohh, ohhh shit, what a fuck," he crooned in her ear as he jammed his 
shaft to the root in her cunt and ground his pelvic bone hard against the 
pulpy bulge of her vulva and pubic, mound. "My dear, you're such a good, 
good fuck!" 

"Finish it off, Father," she moaned. "Give me every last drop of it!" 

Soon the priest slid his cock from her pussy with a soft sucking sound. She 
could feel the deflating prick leave a thin trail of watery sperm along the 
flesh of her thigh, and then he sat back on his haunches between her legs. 

"Ah, my dear, marvelous," he intoned. "Soon your hole will be totally 
sanctified by my holy cream. Caress my wand, my dear. Bring it back to do a 
second labor of love. Then I will bless your pussy again." 

Patty looked down. He had a nice cock. "In other words, get you hard again?" 

"Yes, my dear." 

Patty fondled his dick, cupped and caressed his big sac of balls, and then 
pulled him back between her thighs. Holding tightly to his cock, she drew 
the throbbing head back to the aching, pulpy lips. Up and down the crease 
she ran it, until she could again feel it stiffening up with blood. 

"Now! Now, bless me, Holy Father. Fuck me, make me juice and pour your holy 
fucking cream into my cunt!" 

"Yes, my dear ... how well you've learned the ways of the church." 

He jerked her violently trembling legs brutally apart with his knees and 
shoved his tongue deeply into the hot wetness of her mouth. His hand went 
down to guide his pulsing cock toward her drenched pussy. When the tip of 
his cockhead nudged aside the first hairs of her cunt, he went crazy. He 
ground his long, lust-hardened prick in among the softly curling pubic hairs 
around her vaginal opening. 

"Yes, ... yes, Holy Father! All of it ... give me all your holy staff!" 

Her cries excited him further. He jerked his pelvis forward and began 
fucking in and out of her young cunt. His hungry, thrusting cock, split the 
delicate, pink lips apart with brutal, ferocious thrusts. 

Then Patty went wild. His cock surged, with loud slurping sounds, In and out 
of her cunt. It thrilled her. She wanted him there. His invading hardness in 
her cunt was building a fire in her whole body. She loved it and she wanted 
it and she would give it back to him. 

"Yes ... yes!" she moaned. "Do it harder to me! Fuck me ... luck me hard!" 

She bucked her ass up to meet his thrusts, opening her cunt all the way to 
receive him. She felt warm and wanted and thrilled. A maddening ecstasy 
surged through her pussy as she began to roll and fling her buttocks upward, 
covering and grasping his cock with her cunt like a velvet glove. 

She moaned happily as the priest's sweating loins pressed against the back 
of her thighs and all of his great cock lay buried in the wet sheath of her 
pussy. 

Each stroke of his cock seemed to invade her channel deeper and deeper, 
causing her whole body to vibrate with desire. 

Low guttural moans, almost growls, erupted from her throat as she felt a new 
sensation start at the core of her sex and spread like the quivering strands 
of a web throughout her lower body. He had taken one of his hands, and slid 
it down between them until he reached her pussy. Then he began to move his 
hand up and down, extending his middle finger so that it parted the folds of 
her pussy. Tantalizingly, it move back and forth over her erect clitoris, 
enhancing the coming eruption as his cock continued to plunge into her cunt 
below. 

With a few more violent strokes he felt the tension in his balls build to an 
unbearable level. Then, suddenly, without warning, his cock seemed to swell 
hugely. He screamed aloud as his sperm-bloated prick began pumping the hot 
liquid from his testicles into the depths of her squirming body. 

Patty came with him, matching his screams and his oaths with her own, and 
his fuck with her pounding body. Climax after climax ripped through her 
pussy. 

"Bless you, my child, bless you." 

Chapter Eleven 

Patty had both of the remaining dates the following Saturday; one in the 
afternoon and the other late that evening. Luckily, Joe had business in the 
city also, and told her he probably wouldn't be home until sometime in the 
wee hours of Sunday morning. 

The afternoon was to be spent on the yacht of a wealthy oil company 
executive, in the harbor. Marcia was also attending the party, but when 
Patty called her friend she said that she was meeting Duke that morning for 
a reconciliation talk. 

"But I'll be there," Marcia added. "I wouldn't miss it for the world!" 

At one o'clock sharp, Patty stepped out of the cab that she had hired to 
take her to the pier. Being near the water always calmed her, and as she 
looked at the line of pleasure craft bobbing up and down with the incoming 
current, she felt, at once, strangely calm and very excited about the events 
that were about to take place. 

She looked down the length of the dock and saw the yacht at once. She could 
already hear voices laughing and talking, and for a second she wondered if 
she was late. Glancing down at her watch, she felt reassured. She walked 
down the length of the pier, watching the seagulls swirl overhead. 

At the gangplank she moved carefully, awe-struck by the opulence of the 
craft, and wondering what it was like to have so much wealth. 

She was greeted warmly by Mr. Lazer, the man she was supposed to contact, 
and was quickly assimilated into the milling crowd of forty or so men and 
women in the main saloon. 

By the time Marcia arrived, Patty, along with practically everyone else on 
the boat, had already had a little too much to drink. As Patty eyed her 
friend from across the room, she suddenly got very horny for her. So much so 
that she could feel her pussy wetting the crotchband of her panties. 

Marcia wore a halter top that left nothing to the imagination. The top was 
actually just a loose swath across her nipples. The rest of her tits just 
hung out. The sight made Patty drool. The attention and the alcohol turning 
her on, Marcia's nipples were painfully erect and prominent through the 
almost nonexistent halter. 

But there were other girls on board who were as equally satisfying to look 
at. Patty never realized that Madame Noon had such an attractive bunch 
working for her. 

Janice was a tall, striking redhead who wore a white lace blouse, with 
nothing underneath it. Her large, tanned-all over breasts and succulent 
nipples could clearly be seen through the material. Her hair was full and 
flowing, framing her face like the cunt hair framed her pussy. Patty could 
tell this because the blouse was all Janice wore, and every now and then she 
would whirl or turn and both her ass and her pussy would be exposed for 
everyone to view. 

Patty began to wonder why she had worn something as mundane as a jumpsuit. 

The party wore on for another hour or so until she started getting dizzy 
from all that she had drunk. Eventually, she wandered from the main saloon 
and found a vacant cabin. She lay on the bunk for a little while, dozing, 
until she heard a noise beside her and awoke with a start. 

A man had come in and sat down on the bunk beside her, like Mr. Lazer, he 
was midd1e-aged, but obviously in good physical condition, and extremely 
handsome. 

"I noticed you in the saloon," he said. "You are one hell of a beautiful 
woman." 

"Thank you." 

"What do you think of the party?" 

"Fine," Patty said, eyeing the bulge in his crotch. "But it got a little 
dull without any physical action going on. I don't mind looking, but I like 
a little touching to go along with it." 

He smiled, revealing an even row of gleaming white teeth. "Maybe we can do 
something about that." 

Patty felt the familiar burning sensation in her pussy. She shifted a little 
on the bunk and knew that her pussy was starting to juice. 

He leaned back from her slightly, his eyes boldly taking in her lush curves. 
As he gazed intently, Patty slowly and deliberately moved her hands across 
her thighs, up the smooth whiteness of her belly, and cupped each breast so 
that they bulged together in two delicious mounds above the vee of her 
pantsuit. 

He lowered his head and placed a kiss on each nipple through the material, 
feeling first one and then the other rise, to hardness under his tongue. 

"I've got a real problem," he moaned. 

"What's that?" 

"I don't know whether to fuck you first or eat you first." 

"Why don't you get my clothes off first, and then well just play it by ear." 

"Splendid idea." 

He unzipped the front of the jumpsuit down to the level of her cunt. 

"No underwear." 

"Of course not, silly." 

He pulled the jumpsuit open and her monumental tits spilled into his waiting 
hands. He began to stroke them, reveling in their firmness and size. Her 
nipples got even harder in his palms as his hands kneaded the plaint flesh 
mercilessly. 

"You're rough," she gasped. 

"You're made to be roughed up," he sighed. 

She nodded, admitting to him that she liked the way he was working her tits. 
Then she tugged at his crotch, trying to undo his fly and bring out his 
cock, which bulged through his thin pants. He unzipped her farther and 
reached down to her already moist pussy. He reached in and pulled the lips 
of her cunt apart with his fingers and the delicious musky smell of pussy 
filled the air of the compartment. 

Patty's clit grew larger with his caresses and soon, like a miniature prick, 
it pushed out from the swollen folds of her dripping pussy. The man forced 
two, then three fingers up into her moist hole. It blazed with heat and the 
feeling of those deft fingers all the way up her hot pussy made Patty cream 
all over the bunk, staining the covers. 

He brushed his fingers in her honeyed juice, then swept them into his mouth. 
The sight of this was in incredible turn-on to Patty. She tore at his 
trousers with renewed frenzy, this time succeeding in getting his cock out. 
Almost jumping on it with her open mouth, she grabbed the huge prick in her 
hands and brought it within an inch of her full, sensuous lips. She puckered 
her lips and kissed the end of his dick, and then her pink tongue began to 
give it a sensuous bath, She ran her slippery tongue all over the hot meat, 
making him writhe and moan on the bunk. 

Then she moved down on the shaft, taking the length of it into her mouth and 
throat, sucking it hard. The man felt the cum in him rise. Patty was now 
rubbing his balls and the base of his cock with her two hands and sucking 
the head in her mouth, saliva dripping around the sides. 

Then, tearing off her jumpsuit completely, she suddenly straddled him and 
brought her pussy down on his cock. The man moaned and half sat up, grabbing 
her succulent tits and crushing them in his mouth. 

"Oh shit, I needed a cock!" Patty cried. "All that boozing this afternoon 
really turned on my cunt!" 

"You got one, baby," he moaned out, trying to get both nipples in his mouth 
at the same time. "Fuck it! Fuck my dick good!" 

Patty twisted and writhed on the big hunk of meat while her cunt continued 
to cream and cream. 

"That's it ... ohhhh, shit ... THAT'S IT, BABY!" he cried out. 

Patty rocked back and forth, lifting her pussy all the way up so that her 
cunt lips were firmly wrapped around the head of his cock, and then firmly 
plunging down again. He was going wild with the sensations her clasping cunt 
was giving his massive tool. She started her pussy-muscle contractions, a 
little at a time. He felt the contractions as the inner walls of her hot 
cunt tightened around each inch of his swollen cock, moving up and down 
alternately. It was as if the whole inside of Patty's cunt were a tight, hot 
vibrator. 

His cock felt like it would burst with the strain. Suddenly, the pressure 
stopped. 

"Oh shit ... my God, woman, don't stop! PLEASE DON'T STOP FUCKING ME!" 

"What's your name?" Patty panted. 

"Huh" 

"Your name. What's your fucking name? If I'm going to have a wad of your 
jism up my pussy, I Want to know who put it there!" 

"What's the difference ... you came here to fuck, didn't you?" 

"Yeah, honey," Patty replied, "but I'm no fucking animal ... I'm a woman 
.... what's your name?" 

"Reese ... Scott Reese. Are you satisfied now?" 

"Yeah, honey," she smiled, and sent the delicious ripples along his cock 
shaft again with her pussy muscles. "I'm satisfied now. Hang on ... we're 
gonna have us a beautiful fuck!" 

She squatted back down on him hard and began whirling her hips around and 
around. His cock buried itself deeper and deeper with each undulation of her 
hips. She tightened her pussy in her animal fashion and milked his prick 
raw. He rolled around underneath her, throwing his arms over his head and 
moaning. The action of her cunt brought all of the cum that had settled back 
into his balls up the shaft again. He felt the hot, rising jism fill the 
length of his prick and burn its way to the tip. 

Then in a flash, he shot his load into her, shooting again and again, each 
time the ripples of her talented cunt tickling his bursting cock. Patty 
came, too, with a piercing scream. Then they both lay still, gasping for 
air. 

When their senses began to return to normal, they realized that the bunk 
across from them was also full of activity. 

They hadn't heard the big redhead, Janice, and a big fat man with a Southern 
accent as they had sneaked into the stateroom. 

One of Janice's mammoth tits hung out of her lace blouse, and her lipstick 
was smeared all over her face. The fat man, too, looked disheveled. His 
shirt hung out of the back of his pants and his fly was open. Out of the fly 
hung his hard-on. Janice had one hand gripping it and was using it like a 
rudder to steer the man over to the other of the two large bunks. 

In no time at all the fat man was on top of Janice, driving his cock in and 
out of her pussy without even removing their clothes. 

Then another couple came in, and still another, until, before Patty realized 
it, there was fucking and sucking everywhere she looked. In every available 
space she saw huge, blood-filled cocks pounding in and out of the dripping 
pussies of luscious girls. The odor of sex was overwhelming. 

Soon she and Reese were at it again, their moans joining the cries and 
screams of the others in the room. Then, suddenly, Patty found herself on 
the floor, sucking on one man's cock while another was humping her. She went 
wild, sucking furiously on the swollen prick, while her hips wildly fucked 
the cock in her cunt. Just as she creamed, one cock shot his wad into her 
mouth, and in a second another stiff boner joined, the hot, sticky cum that 
dripped from the corners of her lips. 

Patty gleefully jumped from one cock to the next, feeling the hot flesh of 
many pricks, time and time again. They pried the walls of her pussy apart, 
and each time deposited their steaming load. When she felt each man's cock 
fill with cum, she would use her special cunt tightening. She milked each of 
them thy, while all around her the other girls sucked the men's asses and 
balls. 

Then Patty looked up to see Marcia, in a corner, being pounded up the ass 
and cunt simultaneously. The girl's shrieks sounded hideous, but having made 
love to her before, Patty knew that they were shrieks of pleasure. 

Janice, the beautiful redhead, was getting an even more intense treatment 
than either Patty or Marcia. She had four men working on her. One man was 
positioned over her face and she sucked on his cock and balls. Another was 
rubbing his huge cock between her tits. Still another was behind her and was 
frantically pushing his prick in and out of her asshole. A fourth man lay 
beneath the third, sucking on her bloated clit and lapping up her cunt juice 
that flowed freely onto his face. 

Janice seemed barely able to breathe. Each time one cock left her body, 
another plunged in from a different direction. It was too much for her to 
take. She tried to writhe away, but the men held her fast. Her writhing only 
succeeded in making her twist in all directions, turning the men on even 
more. 

They were like animals now, their eyes blazing and their tongues hanging 
out. The sweat poured from Janice's lovely body and made her glisten. All of 
the others seemed to slow down to a mellow pace of fucking to watch the 
frantic show. Though frantically trying to get away, Janice had orgasm after 
orgasm. They all watched her body stiffen and relax, time after time. One by 
one the men roared and shot their loads into her, and soon she was covered 
from head to foot in steaming cum. 

In the midst of this erotic scene, Reese pulled Patty close to him, 
whispering in her ear. What he said made her start thinking. He told her 
that he had been to a lot of parties where Madame Noon's girls had been 
used. In fact, he said that he had fucked most of the Madame's stable ... 
and none of them, not a single one, could measure up to Patty. 

"You really think so?" 

"I know so. You ought to go into business for yourself." 

For two hours, the fucking and sucking didn't stop. One by one the 
participants of the orgy fell asleep and the number of fuckers slowly 
dwindled. After a time, Patty and Reese were the only two left fucking. She 
felt fantastic. She must have come a hundred times. She didn't feel at all 
sleepy, but incredibly tranquil. 

She and Reese fucked slowly now, and they often exchanged smiles as they 
looked at the cum-and-sweat-covered bodies that lay strewn about the room. 
She could tell that he was fading fast now, too, and she knew that after he 
had shot his load one last time, he would join the others in slumber. 

When he came for the last time, Patty bent down and kissed him on the cheek. 
She then stood up, letting his cock slide from her cum-filled pussy. Patty 
knew where Mr. Lazer was, and she wanted to talk to him. She knew that he 
was Madame Noon's biggest customer, and she was thinking to herself: What if 
he became my customer? 

Chapter Twelve 

Still completely nude, Patty walked up the passageway until she found the 
ladder to the wheelhouse. 

"May I come up?" 

Mr. Lazer poked his head out one of the windows and smiled down at her. "My 
my, you certainly may, little lady." 

Holding onto the rail for support, she climbed up and directly into Mr. 
Lazer's arms. 

"I don't usually avail myself of Madame Noon's girls during my parties, but 
with you, lovely lady, I might make an exception." 

"I was hoping you'd say that," Patty smiled, rubbing her still wet pubic 
mound against the rising bulge in the man's pants. 

"Having a good time?" he asked. "No problems down below, I hope." 

"Lord, no. Everyone down there is sleeping like a baby. Most of them are 
just plain fucked out." 

He threw back his head and roared with laughter. "And how many of my clients 
and friends did you account for?" 

"Several," she said, looking around the wheelhouse. "I'll bet it gets lonely 
up here ... especially when you can hear all that going on right below you." 

"A little." 

She moved harder against him. "I just did a lot of fucking down there, but I 
always like one last drink of the evening. Or, in this case, the afternoon, 
before I quit." 

"You're a cheeky little thing, aren't you?" he said. 

She went to her knees in front of him. "I've been fucked and sucked for the 
last six hours," she said. "I've had every pore in my body filled up with 
cum. But I want a nightcap. I want your big cock, and I want it now!" 

She looked up at him with her face inches in front of his bulging cock. He 
returned her look and, in answer, moved his cock nearer her face; if she 
wanted more meat ... why not? 

Carefully, Patty unbuckled his pants and pulled them down over his knees. 
Then she reached into his underpants with both hands and lifted out his 
mammoth organ. The sheer size of the thing made her moisten her lips in 
anticipation. Her pussy, meanwhile, did some moistening of its own. 

She covered as much of the prick as she could with two hands and began to 
rhythmically slide them up and down the shaft of the magnificent cock. It 
began to grow before her eyes to an unbelievable length. 

"You've got an unbelievable cock," she breathed. 

"What would you like to do with it?" 

"Suck it ...". 

"And ... ?" 

"And swallow all your fuck juice when you shoot." 

Patty could suddenly think of nothing else but ramming herself on the huge 
prick. She knew that her cunt was tender from the hard fucking all day long, 
but the pain meant nothing to her. She wanted to worship this prick like a 
god. She bent her head down and took the massive head in her mouth. 

He moaned and leaned back. Patty pushed herself down on the cock even 
harder, forcing three more inches of it into her mouth, until it brushed the 
back of her throat. She moved her head up and down on it, faster and faster, 
and felt as though any minute it would come bursting through the back of her 
throat. 

Lazer grabbed both sides of her head in his large hands and forced her head 
down even farther. His prick actually did push itself deeply into her 
throat, and she raised her head up and down, breathing between his powerful 
strokes. As she moved up and down, she flicked her tongue over the blue, 
pulsating vein on the underside of the head of his beautiful cock. This 
technique almost drove the man to the point of madness. 

He pulled away from her. 

"What's the matter?" 

"Let me sit down in the chair. Then you can suck me a little longer, and 
then I'll pour it into your sweet pussy!" 

"Good ... good," she panted. 

He sat in the chair and spread his legs. She crawled to him and again moved 
her head to his lap. 

"Now ... suck it! SUCK MY FUCKING COCK!" 

Without a murmur, she opened her lips wide to revive the tip of the 
desire-stiffened cock again. Then she closed her mouth around it, clasping 
it, sucking it in, her cheeks hollowing to give maximum pressure. He arched 
his back, withdrawing his thick, piston-like rod, then with a sharp, sudden 
motion, sent it deep inside the girl's lewdly ovaled mouth, thrusting it 
back almost to her throat. She gasped at the violence of the movement, then 
fought for breath. 

She caught it as he withdrew, and then he began to spear in and out of her 
mouth, the dark hairs around the thick base of his prick grazing her lips, 
while his pendulous balls swung bask and forth against her chin, slapping it 
rhythmically. She reached up and found the two heavy, sperm bloated spheres, 
and took them in~ her slim hand, running her fingers over the smooth, 
hair-covered surface. She slipped her hand further down, her fingers curling 
around his thick cock, her fingernails tickling the base of it as he 
withdrew it on the backstroke, then releasing it again as he rammed it deep 
between her lips. 

Then he rose from his seat and grabbed her by the shoulders. She was a big 
girl, but the well-muscled Lazer had no trouble in lifting her like a baby. 
He held her over him while he positioned his throbbing cock under her 
dripping pussy. Then, with a tremendous cry, he slammed her down onto him, 
impaling her on his huge organ. His cock shot up the length of her cunt on 
one shot. She screamed, half in pain and half in incredible pleasure, and 
she clawed at his back, breathing steamy air into his ear, as she kissed him 
over and over again and urged him on. He didn't need urging. Again and again 
he lifted her off his bursting prick and then plunged her down again. Each 
tune he did it, another wad of hot cream would come bubbling from Patty's 
pussy and slide down his cock. 

She felt herself thrill as every ounce of blood in her body seemed to flow 
up into her head. Her temples throbbed unbelievably. She knew he was ready, 
too, for his pace, had quickened. But he seemed to have incredible control, 
bringing himself to a peak, then backing off slightly to regain his control, 
then driving into her again, each time harder and faster. 

He slipped his hand beneath her softly undulating buttocks, stroking them 
and kneading them. His middle finger sought out the tiny puckered hole of 
her tight-ringed anus, digging cruelly into it while the girl jerked at the 
sudden intrusion. 

He rammed his thickly pulsing cock hard in and out now, quickening his 
strokes, and lengthening them, until he could feel his prick crash against 
her cervix, then withdrawing it almost to the tip, to send it hurtling in 
again. He was breathing heavily as he fucked hard into her, and then he felt 
the boiling sperm building uncontrollably in his lust-bloated balls. 

Patty could feel the urgency in the savage thrusts of his monstrous prick. 
She felt every muscle in her body tighten to its breaking point, and then 
came the flooding relief of her orgasm. She felt his body grow incredibly 
stiff, also, and she was sure that he was about to shoot his load into her 
any second. But as she hung on to him, waiting for his climax, she realized 
that his body remained stiff, as if he were standing at attention. 

"Come ... COME!" Patty cried. "Fill my pussy with your juice!" 

His balls were bouncing, his loins ready to split from fucking such an 
exquisite piece of ass. 

"YES ... IT'S COMING ... it's COMING ... NOW ... NOW!" he cried. He groaned 
then shuddered uncontrollably as the hot waves of his sperm shot deep into 
her womb, filling her to overflowing with its milky whiteness. It began to 
seep down her narrow cuntal channel, flooding over the soft smoothness of 
her inner thighs, and then on between the cheeks of her ass. 

And then Patty began to moan, too, and her body contracted in another orgasm 
as she felt the juices gush from the tingling walls of her cunt, and her 
voice rang out in a scream of wild passion. "Oh, my God! My God, I'm 
cummmmmminnng ... I'm cummminnngg, too!" 

A spasm shook her voluptuous young body as she screwed herself onto his 
cock, the hot, moist walls of her cunt clinging to his insanely climaxing 
prick, clasping it, milking it. And then she exhaled, and collapsed limply 
to the floor. 

"Oh, honey, you are one good fuck," he said. 

"Do you really think so?" 

"You bet ... the best." 

"Then ... let me ask you something ... " 

The address for the Saturday-night date, the last one Patty intended to do 
for Madame Noon, was in the more exclusive section of the city. 

A maid answered the door. A pretty young thing of not more than sixteen, 
with a fantastic figure. 

"Mrs. Wallace is expecting you?" 

"Madame Noon sent me," Patty said. 

"Ah, yes," the girl said, with a smile that sent a shiver of lust through 
Patty's pussy. "Come in, please." 

The maid was wearing one of those black, tight-fitting uniforms with a white 
lace apron. The cheeks of her ass bulged out so provocatively that Patty had 
to restrain an urge to reach out and pinch them. "Follow me," she said, and 
led Patty up a long, curving staircase to an upstairs bedroom. The girl 
knocked and then opened the door, and beckoned for Patty to follow her. Once 
inside the room, the girl turned and left Patty alone with the figure in the 
bed. 

The drapes were drawn, and. with only one light beside the bed, she wasn't 
too certain about the appearance or shape of her employer for the evening. 

"Come closer," the voice from the bed said. "I want a good look at what I'm 
paying such an exorbitant price for." 

"Mrs. Wallace?" Patty asked cautiously. 

"The same. Come here, goddamit!" 

Patty walked slowly over to the bed and stood respectfully beside it. It was 
up to her to make all the moves, she decided. Mrs. Wallace was an old woman, 
in her late sixties or early seventies. But in a certain erotic way, Patty 
found her attractive. Her hair was silvery gray, but it was cut short in a 
modern way, and nicely styled. Her grayish, bony face was made up in good 
taste; just the right amount of lipstick and eye shadow. In her younger days 
she was probably a very beautiful woman. 

Since she was sitting up in the bed, it wasn't possible to see much of her 
body, but the colorful, silky kimono did permit Patty to get a good look at 
the upper portion. She still had plenty of tit, Patty detected, and they 
were still firm and smooth. 

The old woman sniffed. "That will be quite enough of that, young lady. I 
don't care to be ogled at, even at my age." 

"I don't understand," Patty said, puzzled. 

Mrs. Wallace smiled and showed a row of perfect, even teeth that couldn't 
possibly be her own. "Didn't Madame Moon explain?" 

"She explained nothing," Patty said. She didn't know whether to feel 
relieved or more apprehensive. If she didn't want to get fucked, then why 
was she here? 

The woman shook her head, and clucked her tongue. "That old fart never does 
explain. Always leaves it up to me." She giggled. "I'm afraid the Madame 
thinks I'm slightly perverted." 

"Aren't you?" Patty said, smiling. 

"Of course," the old lady replied, laughing. "Take your clothes off and get 
in bed with me and I'll tell you what I like." 

Patty did as she was told. 

"Now," said Mrs. Wallace. "Here is what happens. I have also hired a young 
man from Madame Noon. We, you and I, will lay here and watch him and my maid 
fuck each other in the next room through that one-way glass. I love to watch 
people fuck, don't you?" 

"I love everything about fucking," Patty replied. 

"Good. Then, when we have watched them long enough and my old libido is on 
full charge, I will eat your pussy. Do you understand?" 

"Yes," Patty said. "But I want to warn you. My pussy may be full of cum. I 
have been fucking all afternoon!" 

"That's all the better, my dear! Now, if you'll pull that switch there, we 
will begin. I imagine that the young man and my maid are going at it by 
now." 

Patty pulled the cord by the bed and watched as huge, heavy drapes across 
the room opened to reveal a large window that had been cut into the wall. 

In the other room, the maid was getting a royal fuck up her ass. 

Patty gasped when she saw who the man was. 

It was her husband, Joe. 

"Anything wrong, my dear?" 

And then, suddenly, Patty was smiling. Now she knew why Joe had been so 
tired. Why he had been gone so much. And she also knew where the extra money 
he had been bringing home was coming from. 

"Are you all right, my dear?" 

"Fine," Patty said. "Just fine." 

And she was. It was all going to work out now with Mr. Lazer as a start, 
Patty knew that she and Joe would soon have a very profitable business 
going. 

She closed her eyes and sighed deeply as she felt Mrs. Wallace's head push 
between her thighs. 

"Ohhhh ... ohhh, Joe," she murmured, "are you going to be surprised at the 
fuck I give you tomorrow morning." 


End
