Chapter 7
The ride back from Virginia was as interesting as the ride down with Sheba had been. The girls were amusing to Carroll and astounding to Rocky. When neither of the men tumbled for what the girls considered their "class" seduction, they merely took their clothes off, spread their legs and tried to taunt Carroll into fucking or eating them.
Neither their words or their actions had any effect on Carroll.
"What the hell's wrong with you?" Gin asked. She had been prying the soft lips of her cunt apart with one hand and finger-fucking herself with her other hand.
"Yeah," April said, getting herself hot by rubbing her pussy on Gin's leg and squeezing her own breasts together. "Don't you like fucking?"
"I assure you," Carroll said, "I enjoy the art of intercourse."
"Then let's fuck," Gin said.
"Let me see your dick," April said. "I wanna blow it."
"Later, my dear," Carroll said. "When you qualify as a lady."
"What's this lady shit?" Gin said. "I don't get it."
"You will," he replied.
If the girls had no effect on Carroll, it was just the opposite with Rocky. His face was bathed in perspiration as he kept one eye on the road and another on the rear-view mirror.
All the gyrations and ministrations the girls were performing on themselves and each other nearly drove him up the wall. Once again he was amazed at his boss' will power. If he were in the back seat with all that sweet-smelling, beautiful looking pussy, it would be feast time for both his cock and his mouth.
"I gotta get some gas, boss," Rocky said.
"All right," Carroll replied.
"Don't you think, boss... er, don't you think the chicks should put some clothes on... I mean, somebody might get the wrong idea."
"Screw you!" Gin said.
"What the hell," chimed in April. "Maybe the pump jockey can get a hard-on. I want some cock."
I'll give you cock, thought Rocky, but he merely shrugged and pulled off the road into a station.
"What'll it be?"
"Fill it," Rocky said. "Premium."
"Sure thing... Jesus H. Christ... Jeeesus."
"Young man," Carroll said, "don't be excited or alarmed. We're doing a coast-to-coast survey on the ability of the common man to do his chosen profession under various forms of stress. These two ladies are merely volunteers who apply stress. Please go on about your work."
When they arrived at Carroll's luxury penthouse apartment, the girls were even more awed by the splendor of the way Carroll lived. He escorted them to their bedrooms, told them he would be back for them in an hour, then left.
"Jesus," April said, running into Gin's room. "What a layout. This dude must be loaded."
"Yeah, but he must be queer, too," Gin replied.
"Why?"
"C'mon, April. Have you ever seen a man we couldn't put the make on? I mean, the guy just ain't natural."
Carroll returned and they made the rounds of every exclusive boutique in the city. Sales clerks who knew Norman Carroll were amazed at the amount of money he spent on the two trashy, crude girls.
"Mr. Carroll," said a conservative lady with blue hair, after escorting the girls to dressing rooms for fittings, "those girls don't have any underwear on."
"Yes, I know," he said. "Take care of that. And burn the clothes they were wearing."
"Yes, Mr. Carroll," she replied, grabbing a tape measure.
"Whatta ya' doin'?" April asked as the woman wound the tape measure around her breasts.
"I'm measuring your bust," she explained.
"Bust? You mean my tits?"
"A... yes... crudely speaking," she said.
"Shit, I can tell you that," said April. "They're thirty-eight just like Gin's... don't measure 'em, suck 'em!"
The woman was aghast as April pulled her face down between her breasts and squeezed the huge globes over her face.
"Please," said the woman, struggling away from April's grasp.
"Please what?" Gin said. "Don't ya' like April's tits? Shit, gal, April's got nice tits. I suck 'em all the time. See?"
When Gin leaned over and took one of April's breasts in her mouth and started fondling the redhead's pussy with her hand, the woman screamed and ran from the room.
It took several hours and several stores before a complete wardrobe for the girls could be purchased. They were completely oblivious to the money being spent or the quality and style of the clothing until they had returned to the apartment and began trying the clothes on in the privacy of their own rooms.
"Jesus, Gin," April gasped, seeing Gin in a full-length white evening gown. "You're beautiful!"
"I'll be damned," Gin replied, studying herself in a full-length mirror. "You're right."
Carroll hired experts in every field, make-up, modeling, education, dance, etc. He enrolled them in classes to the point that every waking minute they were studying or practicing what they learned.
In just a matter of days he could see progress. But it wasn't without pitfalls or problems.
Teddy Farrell was only seventeen years old, but already he was considered a boy genius in the teaching of correct English usage and pronunciation. He was also adept at several other languages, including French.
It was the fifth lesson with Gin when she decided that she was getting bored and horny. Teddy, with his tiny frame and myopic eyes, wasn't exactly her idea of a stud, but it was Teddy who was with her when the urge hit.
"Don't you ever do anything but spout French and all this other shit, Teddy?"
"I beg your pardon, Miss Ming?"
"I'll bet you've never fucked a girl, have you, Teddy?"
"Please..."
"You know what this is?" Gin unbuttoned the top of her blouse, rolled the cup of her bra down and freed a swollen, dark-lipped breast.
"Oh, my God," he said, his eyes growing larger than the huge spectacles in front of them.
She leaned over, nearly pushing her huge breast into his face. "Take a lick, Teddy. Just stick out your tongue and lick my nipple."
"Miss Ming, we dare not..." Mr. Carroll said.
"Fuck Mr. Carroll," Gin said. "Lick that one good, Teddy, and I'll give you the other one."
"Oh, my God," he moaned again, feeling his head swim with desire as she removed her blouse and bra.
His tongue shot out and licked first one hot, rigid nipple and then the other. They swelled and hardened as they entered his mouth. He was quickly losing restraint.
"Oh, yes, baby, that's the way to suck my tits. Keep on sucking, Teddy, and then I'll suck your cock," the big girl panted as she pressed her breasts hard into his mouth. "Suck 'em, baby... suck... suck... SUCK!"
She reached for his crotch and was amazed at what she found. He was big, very big. His cock was swelling in her fist, threatening to tear out of the material of his pants.
She struggled out of her skirt and panties as he continued to suck. Then he began to remove his own clothes.
"There's a bed in there," she said, gasping when she saw his huge hunk of meat dangling in front of his narrow, bony hips.
They raced to the bed and fell in a heap over it. She immediately sank her mouth over the lunging shaft of his cock. It seemed to grow even larger in her mouth.
"Oh, Miss Ming, suck me! Make me come! Bring me off... suck my cock! Suck my hot, hard cock!"
She was again amazed. The boy became a wild man beneath her. His body became a furnace of seething, gyrating lust. She felt the head of his cock swell in her mouth. She loved it.
He grasped her head, pressed it down, trying to force as much of his steel-like cock into her mouth as she could consume. She gagged on the bulk of his thick rod, then angled her throat to allow herself to swallow even more of it.
She could almost come this way, she thought. She loved to milk a cock with her mouth.
"Be careful," he urged as he felt his cum boiling in his balls. He was like an inferno and her mouth was about to bring him off. "I think I'm going to come, Miss Ming!"
She pulled away before the charge was released, leaving his unfinished rod dripping with spittle. The heavy blue vein beat with excitement down the fat length of the tool.
"I want more than spunk," she said, lying down and spreading her legs.
He came to her, stretching out upon her, settling his burping prick between her soft, smooth thighs. As it dragged along her silken flesh, it left behind a trail of cream, and he was afraid he would burst before he was into her. He had not had a piece of ass for a long time, and the charge that had built in him was impressive.
Then the knob touched the wet slickness of her open snatch, and he pressed home, slammed in the length of his cock, and gasped as her clutching cunt nearly squeezed his spunk out of him on the first wild stroke.
"Fuck... fuck... Jesus, Teddy, fuck the hell out of me," she groaned, heaving against the bed, bouncing her ass on the soft mattress so that her ample hips slammed upwards to meet the thrust of his engorged tool. Her twat milked him so expertly that wave after wave of pleasure, each on the very peak of spurting climax, spasmed through him and made him whimper.
His hands found her lovely, big tits, and he squeezed them as he fucked his cock into her, drew on the nipples and pinched them until she was gurgling. He felt her juice running down and trickling through his pubic hair, tickling his balls. He wanted to eat her and fuck her, both at the same time, wanted to be able to taste her womanliness in every way imaginable.
"I want to fuck like dogs," she said, her breath coming fast and ragged.
He muttered agreement.
When he withdrew from her, she licked her cunt juice off his throbbing cock, then got on the floor, elbows resting on the mattress, and moaned as he filled her slick hole from behind. He reached around her, grasping her large, hanging tits and played with them as he built a steady, exciting rhythm that soon had her gasping and crying. Her slit became sopping wet again, and he felt his balls convulse uncontrollably and fountain his seed up the length of his pistoning root. The thick wad spurted into her womb, splattering over her tippling love walls. And the heat of his jizz drove her over the brink, into another thrashing climax.
Teddy fell against her, holding her tits, flying to catch his breath. His prick shrank rapidly, slipped out of her stretched pussy, dripping with cum.
She went dawn on him, licking the goo away, drying his organ in her long black hair.
It was at that precise moment that April returned from her singing lesson and entered Gin's room.
"Hot fucking damn!" she screamed, seeing the sucking couple on the floor. "Me too!"
April stripped the clothes from her body. She ran to the bed and threw herself down in front of the boy. Startled, Teddy raised his head from Gin's cunt and leaned back on his haunches. April grasped his ears in a viselike grip and pulled his face into her cunt.
His tongue slid like a bolt of hot lava into April's pussy as he felt Gin's face go down once again into his lap. His eyes moved up the beautifully tanned body as he sucked on her cunt. The panting young girl's legs were spread wide over his face.
"Oh, do my cunt, Teddy. Do it good!" April squealed. "You bitch, Gin. How long have you been keeping him for yourself?"
Gin lifted her mouth momentarily from Teddy's hardening cock. "I just found him, honest."
His teeth worked at April's clitoris like a hungry animal. Who would have thought, she mused, this little boy could suck a cunt like this? She heard the moans coming from her own lust-swollen throat as Teddy's greedy hands found her breasts and threatened to tear them from her body.
For Teddy, at that moment, nothing else in world mattered except these two beautiful girls. As he squeezed April's mammoth breasts and sucked and licked her soggy cunt, he felt his cock slide all the way down Gin's throat.
Unbelievable sensual explosions went off in April's flesh as his teeth nipped at her clit and his lips sucked her vulva. His tongue dug through the soft meat of her cunt like a hot poker. He was tonguing into her drenched pussy in perfect rhythm with her humping hips.
His nostrils flared as he sniffed her cuntal fragrance. He got his tongue deeper into the trembling wet succulence up there between her thighs. Stiffening his tongue to a hard point, Teddy rammed it mercilessly into the redhead's hotly pulsing pussy and felt the rippling muscles deep inside the frenzied girl's vagina begin to grab and clutch at it, trying to draw it deeper up inside as she thrashed through a wild, frantic come.
His cock seemed to swell and grow larger inside Gin's mouth. Then he spurted a second time and felt the rush of his cum go down her throat.
He rolled away from them both, his body fatigued. In minutes they were on him again.
"I must go," he groaned.
"No, baby," Gin replied, laughing. "You must come."
An hour later Norman Carroll stepped from the elevator and nearly bumped into a teetering, disheveled Teddy as he almost fell to his knees.
"What in the world happened to you, Teddy?"
"An apocalypse," the boy replied, "I won't be back, Mr. Carroll. I can't... it's impossible."
The elevator door closed behind him and Carroll could swear he could hear the boy still screaming when it opened again, nineteen floors below.
The girls were equally adept at driving away two more male tutors and one female, who drifted dreamily past Carroll in the living room after a session with the girls, mumbling something about self-realization, and the fact that she would probably never go back to men.
She had been a tutor of great books. Carroll hked another, but the result was essentially the same. The woman was a large bull dyke who not only welcomed the girls' seduction but sent them running into the living room screaming for Carroll's help.
Finally, at the end of one month, with the outlay of several thousand dollars and a great deal of blood, sweat and tears, success was achieved. They were both, in their separate ways, ideal models of lovely, ladylike delicacy.
As a reward for their hard work, Carroll escorted them to the most lavish restaurant in town. They laughed, ate, and drank champagne during a marvelous floor show. Heads turned all around them and the buzz of conversation in the restaurant centered oh their fascinating beauty.
The waiters and staff were sure that the two girls were foreign royalty of some kind, and the other customers were just as sure that both girls were the latest inventions of Hollywood, and destined for stardom.
April was the epitome of soft, cuddly, virginal innocence. Her speech was low and cultured, with just the tint of an accent that, when coupled with her coyly dropped eyes, made one think of Little Bo Peep.
On the opposite extreme was Gin. Her tall, svelte figure was blushingly obvious in the clothes she wore. But her bearing was regal, giving her the appearance of being a Goddess from another world, above everything and completely untouchable.
"Well, ladies," Carroll said, spreading the list of five names in front of him on the table. "We start tonight."
Jason sat fidgeting in the third-floor club room between April and Carroll. They were the only ones in the room, and it was obvious to Jason that this was the setup for the bet. His eyes kept floating to the side, admiring and lusting for what he thought was the young virgin beside him.
"Believe me, Jason, old chum," Carroll said, "after you see this little show she puts on, you'll go... and you'll give her the five for the privilege."
"Don't count on it, Norm," Jason whispered. "Nothing you could show me could touch this April chick."
"No, Jason," Carroll said, "I told you about her. She's just along for the ride... with her sister. You can't touch her. Wait till you see the sister."
Carroll knew that April's virginal appearance and youthful innocence was exactly what Jason liked. He counted on it. He had decided to start the five with Jason, because he knew Jason would be the easiest.
The room darkened and the stage lights came up. Jason gasped as Gin stepped into the lights. He didn't usually go for the slick, dark types, but this one brought an immediate bulge to his crotch.
She was built as he had never seen a woman built before. Her legs were unbelievably long and so perfectly shaped it seemed as if they had been sculpted. She wore a micro-skirt which offorded an expansive view of her thighs. Her breasts were huge, thirty-eights or nines, but totally without sag or the droop the average large-breasted woman was forced to contend with. They thrust up and out magnificently. Since she was braless, the hard, long nipples were visible against her dark blue sweater, straining to be bitten and licked. Her eyes were blue, crystal blue, penetrating and cold, yet somehow charged with a heated sexuality that only enhanced the stunning beauty of the rest of her face and body.
Quickly, she stripped out of her clothes. Another gasp came from Jason as he saw her naked body. His cock was pounding hard. He took a chance and placed his hand on April's knee. She pushed it away.
On the stage Gin had sprawled naked on the bed, writhing with her firm, rich breasts rising and falling erotically.
Then she started chanting, her voice low and throaty. "Fuck... oh, how I love to fuck... to have a hard cock thrusting up my cunt, putting out the fire in my wet pussy. Give me a cock... come take my pussy... someone... anyone."
Gin touched her desire-swollen breasts as the colored lights danced over her body. Her hips lurched in arousal. Her hands massaged her breasts, slowly, rhythmically, avoiding the nipples at first, cupping the dark, heaving globes.
Jason couldn't help wriggling in his seat as he watched her. His hand crept to his lap and fisted the swelling hardness of his cock.
She spread her legs wide, her breathing ragged now, and then she touched the nipple of her breast. She rolled her thumb back and forth across the erect crest, intensifying the sexual frenzy within her.
She arched her back, raising her hips off the bed, spreading wide the hot, wet slit of her pussy. Still she massaged her now wildly trembling breast, teasing the nipple.
Her other hand dipped down, between her wide-spread thighs, her middle finger penetrating the warm wetness of her eager, fiery hot slit. She manipulated the soft inner lips until she could feel them swelling, and her clitoris was rigid and tingling. Her middle finger came in contact with the trembling hot bud, and she began to gasp.
Norman could hear Jason's heavy breathing. "What did I tell you," Carroll said.
"Oh, come on," Jason whispered back. "Sure, she's something else, Norm, but some chick up there bringing herself off and screaming for cock isn't going to get me to lay out five thousand to fuck her."
Carroll smiled and heard April start to whimper and go into her act. He returned his attention to the stage.
On the stage, Gin's cries were louder and her body was thrashing about as her fingers began to rub faster and faster across the sensitive tip of her clit.
Her hips flailed frantically at the bedclothes as wave after maddening wave of wild ecstasy soared through her, and she could feel her climax building within her. Her left hand squeezed her breast, manipulating the nipple, as the heat spiraled higher and higher and as her finger flashed with ever-increasing strokes over her hot, wet clitoris.
Jason could hardly tear his eyes from the stage, but April's whimpering had now grown into open sobbing. He leaned his head close to her. "What's wrong?" he whispered. "April, what's wrong?"
She wailed aloud as Gin started screaming through her orgasm on the stage. Then she stood and ran from the room.
"April... April," Jason called to her reheating back before turning to Carroll. "What's wrong with her?"
"I don't know," said Carroll, "she'll be all right. Watch."
"The hell with it," Jason said, "I'm going after her."
"Suit yourself," Carroll said as the other man bolted from his chair.
At that point Carroll was glad Jason was gone. To his own surprise he was sweating heavily. The sight of Gin's wild sexuality had turned him on.
"I'm coming... I'm coming. OH, SHIT, I'M COMING!" Gin screamed in low gasping cries.
Her finger continued to rub hard across her clit, and her left hand continued to squeeze her pliant young breast. Her climax seemed to last for a wonderful, rapturous eternity, her hotly seeping pussy walls secreting warm thick liquid softly onto the sheet beneath her. As her cum began to ebb, she moaned again and again with delight. Then, finally, it was over and she sagged back on the bed, her hair fanning on the pillow like a silken screen, and she felt weak and drained and tingling with delicious ecstasy.
"Get dressed, Gin," Carroll called from the darkness. "We'll go back to the apartment and wait."
In the hall Jason saw April duck into one of the other rooms and followed her. She had thrown herself across the bed and now lay there sobbing wildly. He locked the door behind him and crossed to the bed. He kneeled, gently put his hand on her shoulder.
"What's the matter, April?"
"It's horrible... what my sister has to do," she blubbered.
"Has to do? You mean she doesn't want to do what she's doing?" he asked.
"She has to. That man said if Gin would... would do a naughty thing on that stage then you would go up there... and... and... Oh, it's horrible, but we need the money for our father's funeral."
"You do?"
"Yes... he was deposed, you know... died in exile a broken, mined man, and he must be buried with the rights of his station. So, when this Mr. Carroll said we could make five thousand dollars for doing it just once... we agreed."
So that's it, Jason thought. He's got a different woman for each of us. "Why her," he asked, "instead of you?"
"Please..." April said, her innocent eyes growing wide. "In my country a girl loses all when she loses her virginity. It could only be Gin... she no longer has her membrane. She lost it on a saddle horn almost a year ago."
"Oh," Jason said.
"But why aren't you in there... doing..."
"Well, frankly," Jason said, "she's not my type."
"Oh no," April wailed.
"But you are."
"Me?"
"Yeah... Carroll would never know. Maybe you and I could..."
"But that would be cheating," April said.
"Yeah... it sure would," Jason replied, laughing. He ran his fingers up her calf under her dress.
"I don't know..." April said, "I'd be afraid." It was all she could do to restrain herself from grabbing his crotch. Then his hand was on her bare thighs and her hips were moving all by themselves.
"You want to," Jason said. "I can tell. I'll just give you the money and we won't even tell him that I did it to you instead of your sister."
April had to give in fast. Her body couldn't take much more. "Well... all right... for poor Daddy's sake... but, be gentle, and please turn out the lights."
Jason did as she asked and nearly laughed out loud as he removed his clothes.
"I want to touch and kiss your breasts," Jason said. "Let's take your dress off."
"Oh, no," she cried. "That wouldn't be nice. Maybe some other time... I won't wear as much. I won't wear anything."
The thought of her naked and her present nervous innocence stirred Jason's hand to move further up her soft lovely thighs. His hands found the sheer material of her panties and felt her cunt hair through the material. April started to squirm so much he thought she might rub herself into coming and there would be nothing left for his cock.
Jason had most of April's gown around her waist and he massaged her cunt. The thin bikini offered no resistance to his caressing hand, and Jason knew he wouldn't even have to bother to remove it. His hardening cock would simply push it aside upon entering.
April turned on her side, believing that he would fuck her from that angle, but instead he began to fondle her ass. The new sensation excited her. Jason was also on his side and his cock pointed directly at her waiting cunt.
As he brought her closer, the first touch of his wet cock on her body brought out a loud sigh from April. "At last, at last! Oh, Jason, please stop teasing... shave it into me! Please, please...! Oh, fuck me, please!"
All Jason could think of was her steaming pussy and getting his rigid cock into it.
As her cunt came closer to him, his wet cock slid easily between her legs. As its huge head passed by her clitoris and cunt lips, she said, "Oh, all that's for me... how delicious... how wonderful! Slide it back and forth. Oooh, how nice! Everything is just throbbing down there and it's gotten so wet, you would think we both came already."
April pushed her body up to his and their stomachs touched. His cock was between her legs and the head projected out behind her ass. She wrapped her arms around him tightly as his head nestled into her shoulder.
The virginal pretense added to the fire he had already built in her body. She knew she could wait no longer.
Opening her legs, she moved her body until the cock began to slip into her. Jason was surprised by her action, but decided to let her go ahead. The cock started to slide in.
Just to be on the safe side, she turned her lips to his ear and, in the breathiest voice at her command, whispered, "For years I've been dreaming of a man breaking through my sweet little wall, and now the magic moment is here at last. You're doing it... you're really doing it."
It was all the impetus he needed. Jason thrust his body forward and his cock sank to its fullest depth.
Two hours later, April bounced into the apartment, a glow on her face and a lightness in her step.
"How did it go?" Carroll asked.
"Nice," April said, dropping the check in his lap.
"Shit," Gin said. "I get the next one, don't I? I'm horny as hell."
"Yeah," said Carroll, not meeting her eyes, his mind trying to find some way to use only April on the other four men.