Chapter 6
"Now, let me get this straight, Carroll," said L.L.D. Hunt, sitting back in his chair and sucking a cigar. "You wanna adopt my little lovelies and give them the advantages of a good life?"
"That's it, Mr. Hunt," Carroll replied, "for a month or two, at least."
Hunt leered. "It sounds to me, Mr. Carroll, that all you want is a little fresh poon-tang."
"In a way you're right, Mr. Hunt. But not for myself."
"And you're willin' to pay me ten thousand dollars for the privilege of givin' those two innocent little gals a home."
"That's right."
Hunt leaned forward until his rancid, cigar breath was almost in Norman's face. "You wanna know somethin'? The whole thing sounds like bullshit to me. Besides, I need those two... they're the backbone of my operation."
"Sheba and any other gal could do just as well for what you need," Carroll replied, looking at his watch.
They had been arguing for almost a half hour since coming to Hunt's office. Carroll was tired of quibbling with the man.
"An' what's more," Hunt replied, "I don't know who the fuck you are."
"I am a very wealthy man... a very influential man, Mr. Hunt. Ten thousand dollars."
"My daddy always told me that when a man wants somethin' and he makes an offer, it's usually lower than what he means to pay: twenty thousand, Mr. Carroll."
"Mr. Hunt, I will not bargain. Nine thousand, and going down."
"Now, just a minute."
"Eight."
"I tol' ya'... I'll lose a lotta money not havin' those two around here."
"Seven, Mr. Hunt. The price of pussy is going down."
"Will I get 'em back when you're done with em?"
"That will be entirely up to the girls. My guess is that they will be so far above their current station in culture and financial means that, no, you won't. Six."
"Then it's no deal."
"Mr. Hunt, I made a few phone calls this morning. You have several outstanding notes with a certain bank 'that are coming due' next month... if I were to call in those notes you'd be out of business. Five."
"How the hell you gonna call in my notes?"
"Because, Mr. Hunt, I own the bank," Carroll said, reaching across the desk and handing the man one of several cards he carried in a small case. "Just in case you want to verify it."
Hunt took a long, hard look at the card, swallowed, and looked back up. "Ten?"
"Five, Mr. Hunt. Don't con a con man," Carroll said, opening his checkbook.
"Here's a pen," said Hunt.
Carlos was like a bull, a small bull, but nevertheless a bull. He had the three rubes dressed and out of the tent in ten minutes. Bubba had tried to object, saying that he had been cheated. Carlos ran into the bigger man's groin with his head. Bubba went out like a light. The other two men carried him from the tent without a word, lest they receive the same treatment from the miniature demon with the barrel neck and the stone like, bald head.
As he headed back toward the girls and the stage, Carlos pulled the clothes from his tiny body to reveal his huge cock, already erect and throbbing nearly to the ground between his legs.
"Now we'll get fucked!" Gin exclaimed, dropping to the floor, her legs high in the air.
"Come to momma, you little shit!"
"Sheeeeiit!" exclaimed April. "I can already feel your big tongue up my cunt, Carlos honey. Hurry... hurry!"
They both attacked the little man the second he mounted the stage. They started a gang-suck on his cock, trying to gobble his huge root. The dwarf was so well endowed that he had more than enough to go around.
The girls were going wild. They were inflamed to the point of explosion from the awkward fucking and sucking they had received from the three amateurs. Their mouths, their pussies, and their assholes were more than ready for the dwarfs giant hunk of fuck meat.
April pounded her face over the huge knob while Gin took his balls in her mouth one by one. Then they reversed positions with the shaft dipping between Gin's lips while April rammed her tongue up his asshole.
When they were sure they had swollen his cock to its ultimate length and width, Gin climbed onto him and fitting her soaking pussy over the shaft of his throbbing tool.
"Fuck... fuck," said the dwarf in a guttural growl.
"You bet fuck," Gin replied as she fitted his cock into her vaginal entrance, then drove his cock home in her cunt. She began to exercise herself up and down the throbbing shaft until she could feel their pubic hairs mix and her pelvic bone crush against his.
She sighed as she felt her cunt being filled with the full strength of the little man's meat. Up and down she rode his rod, grunting and groaning each time the hard head bounced against her throbbing cervix.
April sat in front of Gin, facing her, and bucking her cunt down over his face. She nestled her pussy over his nose and mouth and felt his tongue respond at once and plunge far up to lick her cuntal walls.
The dwarf growled again. "Fuck... suck... fuck... suck." He gripped April's flanks and began to eat the moist lips of her cunt and the hard bud of her clit.
The girls played with each other's tits as they bounced up and down on the little dwarf, hiding him completely from view with their bodies.
April preferred to have the dwarf eat her pussy. His cock was just a little too much for her cunt. Gin, however, could take all the dwarf's cock and more, loving every inch of it.
It was hard for the girls to see themselves doing anything or being any other way. It was like they had no life at all before coming to the Hunt Carnival.
Gin especially.
Their mother had sent the girls to a boarding school when Gin was fourteen and April thirteen, so she could ply her trade without them guessing where the money was coming from. Their mother had some idea that her little girls were going to be raised as ladies, even though she knew she wasn't capable of doing it herself.
The girls, however, had different ideas. They had known about sex and had experimented with each other for two years before being sent off to school. They truly had their mother's genes and both of them wanted to get fucked.
Gin's first opportunity came with Toby, a young man with big ears from the boys' school in the same town. She had been caught in a blinding storm one afternoon while returning from a matinee movie. Stopping at the first house she came to, she knocked, hoping to have the occupants call her a taxi.
Toby opened the door and recognized her right away. He had seen her many limes in the drug store in town.
"Hi, Gin, what brings you over here?"
She explained her predicament and he offered to call her a cab. "Are your folks home?" she asked.
"Nah, they're shopping. Why don't you go in and get warm by the fire while I call."
He rushed into his father's library, made a loud pretense of calling a cab, then returned to the warm den. He had long admired Gin's tall, mature body.
Gin had already removed her coat and propped her feet up toward the fire, with her head tilted back over the sofa. Her eyes were closed as she luxuriated in the radiant heat.
Toby took one look at the wealth of young, thrusting breasts filling out the front of her thin sweater and made his decision. He tip-toed up to her side and kissed her on the cheek.
Instead of jumping up and away from him, she opened her eyes and smiled.
"I hope it was all right to do that," he said. "Can I sit here... beside you?"
He sat beside her and soon had her head on his shoulder.
Gin was totally relaxed. She smiled as his hands became more agitated. He longed to cup one of those huge, soft tits.
Toby took a chance and told her what he wanted to do. He put his hand in her lap.
"It's nice like this," Gin said, her voice low and mature, filled with the mellow honey of sex that Toby was too young to recognize.
"Yeah, it's great," he said.
"Your touch feels good, Toby," she said. "I hope you won't take too long."
"What?!"
"I said, I hope you won't take too long to get right down to it," Gin replied, turning her body towards his.
He was amazed. He couldn't speak. But then he didn't have to. At that point his fingers and his shaking body did all the talking.
His first move was to run his fingers along Gin's thighs. Gin's short skirt enabled Toby to fondle her thighs without going under her dress, but soon his roaming fingers went farther. They crept slowly, but surely, closer to her cunt.
The moment he touched her hair was one of the most beautiful experiences of her life. He fondled her short hairs through the sheer panty material. Toby felt the crotch material getting damp as he played with her pussy. He tried to slip his fingers under the tight elastic band of her panties.
"Tight... too fucking tight," Gin groaned.
"Huh?" Toby said, shocked at her words.
"My panties, Toby!" she cried. "They're too fucking tight to get your hand in. Take 'em off!"
She raised her buttocks from the couch. Like a robot, he pulled her skirt up and slipped the flimsy panties off her legs.
His hand quickly returned to her bare cunt. Feeling it was just too exciting for him to bear, and he stood up. In a moment, Toby's pants dropped and Gin groaned when she saw the size of his cock.
When his pants dropped, his shorts went with them, and the hard-on she saw was enormous. Gin knew that the thing boys had between their legs grew so that they could get in girls, but she never realized the size that was involved. She licked her lips in anticipation.
When he sat down next to her, Gin wanted to feel what it was like to have that huge piece of flesh within her. With Toby still in a sitting position, she straddled him, placing a knee on each side of his lap. With her naked cunt poised directly over his massive hard-on, she bent over to kiss him. Teasing herself, she lowered her body gently down upon the hardened cock.
Gin could not have known the woman-above position was considered the best when the woman was a virgin.
His cock was so hot, so big, and so wet, all he could think of was the lowering of her cunt. The hard-on kept his cock standing so straight that it would have torn its way through things stronger than a cherry.
Gin kept kissing him as she lowered herself down... down... down. Suddenly she felt his cock's soft head hitting an obstruction. Bewildered that only an inch of his cock was within her pussy, she asked what could be wrong.
Toby didn't wait to explain the toughness of a virgin wall and how it had to be broken, he grabbed her shoulders and tried to push her down on him. Gin got the idea and started to bounce up and down. The movement continued for several minutes until one of the downward strokes, suddenly pushed his cock all the way in.
"Oh shit, oh yeah, oh God..." Gin cried out. "So that's what it feels like. It's good, Toby! I can feel you clear up inside my pussy."
"You're on top, Gin. Just bounce and we'll be fucking," he stammered. "Does it hurt?"
"A little," she said, "but it feels good, too. So fucking good!"
Up and down Gin bounced. His hard-on never diminished and she felt thoroughly stretched by the massive cock within her.
The pleasure of her movement soon indicated what "shooting off" meant, and she gradually increased the intensity of her pounding. Toby was delighted she was humping more fiercely. His cock was about to shoot hot white cream in huge amounts.
Gin stopped her passionate kissing and told him how hot her pussy was getting. "I know I'm going to come... I can feel it, Toby... it's building up in me!"
"I am, too... me too!" he groaned. "Keep fucking... keep pounding, Gin!"
Gin increased the tempo of her fucking. Up and down she worked her cunt. His cock soon was covered by a thick layer of clear cream. Toby looked at his fiery cock and thought Gin must be adding some juice.
Gin came to her climactic end with a shriek that almost scared Toby, but he knew she was experiencing her first fuck-orgasm. That was all the signal he needed. In a blinding flash, a hot stream of male cream shot into her body and with such intensity that Gin moaned. His hot juice soothed the pain of her virgin loss and she released more cunt cream.
The mixture of their fluids trickled down his spent cock and collected in his thickly-matted hair. They shook violently.
Toby had been trying to hold on to Gin's ass, but her intense quivering threw his hands to his side. As the hot ebb of passion finally subsided, and they both slipped into a half sleep. It was a very odd position for two persons asleep, but the intensity of the fuck was so completely overpowering that they didn't care.
They heard the sound of a key slipping into the front door lock.
"My God, someone's comin'... quickly, Gin, grab your clothes and get into the bathroom. I'm supposed to be doing my homework. Come back to the kitchen when you're dressed and we'll pretend we were doing homework together."
When Toby's mother and sister walked in, the boy was sitting at the kitchen table, his school books were open before him... and he was completely dressed.
Gin went on to other boys after Toby and then men, and after each sexual bout she would relate all to April.
It was only a matter of time before April insisted that she join in on some of her older sister's games.
Gin agreed. "There's a party over at a new boy's house tonight, Phil something-or-other. I never remember their last names. Anyway, it will probably be a real fuck-fest, April. You might as well come along."
But April insisted on a complete new outfit, top, to bottom, inside out. That was how she found herself on the afternoon of the party in a small shop run by a tired man who had just had an argument with his wife, and had her leave for lunch without him.
Usually he sold the shoes and coats and his wife handled the dresses and other intimate apparel, like lingerie and underwear. That was why, when April entered the store and rattled off what she needed, he started with shoes first.
"We'll select the shoes first," he said, "and then build the outfit around them."
When he knelt on the floor and placed a shoe on her foot, April leaned back in the seat and shot her leg straight out and up to examine it.
She wore no panties and the man could look right up between her legs for a clear view of her young pussy. He thought the move was an accident, that she would quickly lower her leg. But, when she didn't he continued to stare.
He got a hard-on. It bulged clearly in the front of his tight pants.
He stared at her pussy. She stared at his bulging groin.
He smiled until she lowered her leg, and he thought the fun was over.
He smiled again when she wryly said, "Let's try the other one on."
In seconds he had the other shoe on and the leg was raised. Again he was staring at the virginal, auburn-covered pussy. When she kept the leg raised, his mind and his cock went into orbit.
April was overjoyed at her luck. Perhaps, she thought, she wouldn't have to wait for the evening's party for some of the action that she wanted.
The man knew he was on the point of grabbing this beautiful young girl and shoving his cock up that delectable hole. He could feel the cream dripping from the end of his hard cockhead.
Should he? Shit, she was so young. Maybe she was just a tease. Maybe she would scream bloody murder.
He took a chance. "Would you like to try another pair on in the store room?"
April raised her other leg and rested it on a nearby chair. She could see he was studying her pussy hair by hair, and she knew that the lips of her vulva were already secreting. When she saw him lean forward for a better look, she calmly moved her ass lower in the chair and closer to his face.
"Let's go," he said.
Up to this point she had been teasing, really not sure if he would do anything or not. When he stood and she saw the long line of his hard cock bulging against his pants, she immediately decided to follow him.
When they got into the room, he decided to keep the pretense up a little longer. He stood her on top of the desk and removed her shoes, only to replace them with others that had to be laced.
"It's easier to work on your feet," he said, "from this angle."
As he laced the shoes, he looked up. Her skirt was short and the light was right. She opened her legs a little when she noticed what lip was doing.
He could see directly up between her thighs to the dark, auburn thatch of her seeping pubic mound.
"My name's April," she said, her face full of wide-eyed innocence. "What's yours?"
"Just 'Mister'," he replied.
"Well, Mister, you're lookin' at my pussy."
"Yeah," he said. "And I'd like to kiss it."
His face had been low on her legs. As he moved it up, she raised her skirt until she fucked it into the wide belt around her waist.
He groaned when he saw all of her bare pussy. He bent forward and kissed and nuzzled the soft mat of hair.
"Peels good," she sighed. Gin had sucked her cunt many times before, but the anticipation of having a man do it to her sent a fresh stream of cunt juice flowing from April's lower lips.
She spread her legs and rubbed her cunt over his face. More moisture dribbled from her heated cuntal lips. He opened his mouth and began to tongue her cunt.
He was now directly beneath her and licking more and more feverishly at her cunt. The sensation became even more exciting than fucking for him.
His cock was now thoroughly soaked with a heavy supply of clear fluid, an obvious indication it wanted to ram its way into a cunt.
"I don't think I can stand this much longer," he said.
She wanted more to happen to her. "Oh please, Mister... let's do something, anything. My body wants so much right now and I'm really not sure what. You've done this more than me, so you range it, huh, please..."
He withdrew his face from under her skirt and reached for her waist. He easily lifted her and carried her to a nearby couch. Gently he lowered her down and moved her skirt up to her waist. In a moment his face was back to her cunt and she opened her legs as wide as possible.
"I couldn't do that before and it's so much better now," she said. The wide opening of her legs helped spread her cunt lips and his tongue slipped into her for the first time.
April began to quiver at the feeling of movement within her, and she moaned. It was the most delightful thing she had ever experienced.
"I want your cock, too," she said.
He moved his hips around toward her face and unzipped his fly. With her cunt being so thoroughly sucked, April couldn't stand not seeing and holding her first cock.
When she took it out, she could hardly believe its size or its tremendous covering of fluid.
"My goodness, Mister, did you already shoot off... it's so wet."
"That's just a little cream that comes first. It only means I want the big stuff soon. Do you know it tastes even better than your juices? Why don't you try mine while I'm getting yours."
She started to lick the end of his dick as his head went back between her legs and his tongue curled around her clitoris.
Her body began undulating. He could feel her cunt getting warmer, and he knew an orgasm was definitely on the way.
He sucked her clit. The undulations became more and more intense and he knew she was about to shoot her bream directly into his mouth. He hoped she would do the same with his.
He shot a huge wad of hot come into her mouth. For a moment he wasn't sure she could handle it. But she eagerly accepted his wad and swallowed each spurt greedily as it ejaculated from the throbbing head of his prick.
April was in pure ecstasy as his tongue lapped at the cream ejected from her cunt. It was warm and utterly delicious to him, but to April it was deliverance from a huge build-up of passion. A passion that was so delightful to expel that she used every muscle in her body to give him as much as he was giving her.
He drank, he sucked, and he licked. He absorbed so much of her fluid that her warm beautiful cunt lips were soon dry and shriveled. When there wasn't any more juice, his mouth added its own fluid and he continued to suck.
April began the suckling, not realizing how much there would be. When the flow began, the spurts hit with such pressure she didn't have to swallow. The first ejaculated drops went straight to the back of her throat and were downed without any sucking. The later drops were delightful to suck and she eagerly took in every drop. She was overwhelmed by the volume of his orgasm.
When the pulsations stopped, she continued to suck. She sucked until his cock had dried up so much that she couldn't keep it in her mouth.
"God, that was good, honey," he said, rolling away from her, exhausted.
"I'd better go," she said. "I'll just wear the shoes and... a, I'll just pick up the other things I need on the way out."
She could hardly wait to get home.
"Gin... I just ate a cock," April said. "And I got the biggest tongue up my cunt I've ever had. God it was good, even better than you."
"No shit?" Gin said, laughing. "Well, that's a start, honey buns... now get dressed. It's really party time!"
They arrived late. The party was already in full swing, with tits, cocks, pussies, and asses bounding and rebounding all over the room.
"Jesus Christ," Gin exclaimed, tearing her clothes off. "Save some for me."
April was watching a young couple on the stairs, their heads buried between each other's thighs. When she turned around, at the sound of Gin's voice, it took several seconds for the scene in the room to penetrate her consciousness.
One huge man was lying on his back, his head buried in a blonde pussy above him, while a second woman, her gigantic tits flopping from her navel to her chin, writhed in total abandon on his glistening, thick cock.
Mesmerized by the scene, April removed her clothes and walked to the nearest hard cock. Gin was already sitting on the boy's face.
"Fuck him, honey," Gin said. "Pour his meat up your cunt while I drown the fucker with pussy juice!"
April lowered her cuntal opening over the upraised cock. She felt it enter her soggy cunt and suddenly it was in her belly. April was being fucked out of her mind! Her nicely rounded ass cheeks rose and fell as she sought to grind down and cram the boy's thick cock all the way up her belly and out her throat.
She was on the edge, the very edge, of coming, when she heard whistles, and she felt herself being dragged off the boy's still hard cock.
It was the wrong night and the wrong party for both of them to attend. It was only a few hours after the police had escorted them back to the school that they found themselves, bag and baggage, on a bus headed for home and mother.
Only there was no mother when they got there. They were on their own and in less than a month they found L.L.D. Hunt and the fabulous dwarf with the huge cock.
In front of Gin, April's face broke into wild contortions as the dwarf's wonderful tongue started taking her cunt on that long ride. Gin could feel the long cock up her cunt start to swell. From past experience she knew she was about to be flooded.
"You're comin', Carlos!" Gin shouted, "I can feel it. Oh, give it to me, little man!"
Suddenly she felt it give, felt his dam burst. The entire, tremendous volume of his cum streamed the long length of his prick in hosings of sperm. It shot in great globs into Gin's arching, bucking body.
Her belly swelled with his cum. She came herself and still the little man continued spurting. She lifted her cunt from his cock and planted her mouth over the gushing fountain. Her throat worked in spasms, swallowing until his geyser was reduced to a trickle which April leaned forward and helped to lick.
That was the way Hunt and Carroll found them. "Okay, you cunts," Hunt said, "get some clothes on. You're movin' out. This here is Mr. Norman Carroll. He's sort of adopted the two of you."
"Oh yeah?" said Gin.
"Sez who?" April added.
"Sez me," Hunt replied. "An don't gimme any shi t."
"Good afternoon, ladies," Carroll said.
"Who's a lady?" Gin said, still licking the head of the dwarf's cock.
"Yes..." April said, trying to move Gin's head playfully out of the way so she could get some of the last drops. "Who the fuck's a lady?"
"You both will be, soon," Carroll said, "Very soon."