Chapter 4
As Mary sauntered up to Tom, a slow cat-like smile stretched her lips.
"Hi, sailor," she said slowly. Mary's tall luscious body was the whitest of white, smooth flesh. Her huge, melon-like tits were so big, that it seemed incredible that they stood up as high on her chest as they did, because, given weight and the law of gravity, they should have been hanging around her waist, they were so huge.
Tom stared at her titties. He could never get enough of them. As a biology teacher, he could appreciate the marvelousness of her mammaries. As an older man, he could also appreciate the youth and freshness they represented. He, being over thirty, had seen more than his share of titties, and most of them had belonged to women who were over twenty-five. By that age, no matter how stacked or sexy a chick was, her tits always began to sag. It was a law of nature. But Mary was only seventeen years old, and those tits of hers were still standing tall and high.
"Well, sailor," Mary continued, "want to have some fun?"
Tom's eyes goitered with lust as he looked straight into Mary's dark ones. He loved the games she played with him with such skill.
Mary, he knew, had a little slut fetish. She liked to pretend she was a harbor whore, and he was a sailor she was soliciting.
Tom himself wasn't too interested in any kind of fantasy. With his sex drive, he could get his rocks off just by having a naked woman, and an open cunt available to him. He could really get satisfied, and more, just by shoving his mighty ten-incher into a hot, wet pulsing female cunt, and pounding away until he had shot his load.
That satisfied him. But he understood psychology. He knew that his students, especially the females, each had a certain type of fantasy they preferred. Some of them liked to play the earth mother image. Others wanted to be daddy's little girl, and so on. Every one of them had a peculiar fantasy that she liked to work out as she was being fucked.
He didn't mind. If the girl enjoyed it, it just made her a better lay, and that's all Tom was interested in. If Mary wanted to pretend she was a whore and he was a sailor, that was fine with him.
He looked at her again. His hand reached up to her tits. Even though Tom was a big man, and had large hands, he couldn't grab all of Mary's tits, they were that big. There was always swelling of soft, voluptuous flesh running over on top of her tits, and on the sides and on the top.
The crazy chick couldn't even fit into a size D cup, that's how big she was.
Tom squeezed as much of her tit as he could grab into his hand. "You bet I want to have some fun," he said.
"Well, how about it," Mary slurred, her hip jutting out suggestively.
"Where?"
"Right here," she said. "Right here on the middle of the floor."
"In front of all these people?" Tom asked, pretending to be shocked.
"Honey," Mary replied, "I don't care. As long as I get my money, and you get your piece of ass, or blow-job, or whatever else it is you want."
"Will you do anything I ask you to?" Tom demanded
"Sure, I will sailor," Mary replied. "If I get what I want from it."
"What's that?" he asked.
"Well," she said coyly, "I'll leave it up to you."
"Okay," Tom said, "what do you want this time, honey, money or grades?" This was another game they played, the money or grades game. Mary's particular kind of sexuality demanded that a deal be made, a deal in which she got something in return for her sexual favors. That was part of the way she wanted to play the game. And, of course Tom was happy to oblige. He didn't care how he got his cunt, as long as he got it.
"I want an A on my next biology test," Mary said. Her hand crept up to Tom's cock. "How about it, sailor?" Her tongue flicked out beckoningly.
"Okay, doll," Tom replied. "It's a deal. Consider it cash in the hands."
"Oh I will, honey," Mary drawled. "What do you think I am, one of those fools who does it for free?"
"No, I don't think that," Tom said.
"I hope not," she said indignantly.
"I can tell a real professional when I see one," Tom said.
"Okay, then sailor," Mary drawled. "What do you want and how do you want it?"
"I want to stab my rod into your hot, tight cunt," Tom said.
"Sure," Mary said.
"But then, I don't know, maybe I'd rather butt-fuck you. Have you taken a shit lately? I don't want to get any shit on my cock."
"Don't worry about it sailor, you won't," Mary said. "Listen, when you come to me, it's satisfaction guaranteed."
"I know."
"I'll bet you do. I never leave my customers unsatisfied. It's against the principles of my trade," Mary said slowly, her hand beginning to massage Tom's cock.
Watching the incredible scene unfold before her eyes, Sally knew she would have to step in very soon, or else Mary would take over completely.
That cunt sure knows how to operate. For some reason, this beautiful young high school girl, with the face and body of a movie star, needed to play a prostitute-like role in order to get off sexually. It was curious, Sally thought, but so what. If it worked, that was all that mattered.
Sally knew that every sexually experienced individual had some little peculiarity. If Mary's peculiarity was playing a whore, so what? Sally herself had one, too. It was a slight tinge of masochism, so slight as to be almost unnoticeable.
That was why she was so preoccupied with pain. That was why she objected when Tom came to fuck her with his rampant rod. She knew that a fast and furious fucking from that ten-inch giant of a cock would hurt her, hurt her and make her bleed. But, she was really afraid that she would like the pain, and not be frightened or horrified by it.
Sally secretly recognized this peculiarity in herself. Well, we all have our little perversions, that are so little, they're not actual perversions, they're more like peculiarities. But that's cool, she thought.
If Mary openly displayed and exposed her whore peculiarity, maybe they all did that. Maybe they all really let themselves go, and went a few steps beyond just fucking, and actually revealed their sexual peculiarities to each other.
That's even better, Sally thought, because that way, not only will I get a huge amount of sex, and a lot of variety in the men, but I will be able to indulge in my tiny need for pain without being afraid that I'll be laughed at, or singled out as a freak.
After all, Sally reasoned, if Mary can strut her whore game out there in the middle of the room, and everybody just sits back and watches it, obviously accepting it completely, then I certainly could do the same thing.
Sally became really excited at the prospect. She was waiting for the right moment to jump into the action. But it didn't come yet, because Mary and Tom were still playing a customer-prostitute game.
"Okay, I'll give you a blow-job now," Mary said.
"No," Tom insisted. "That's not what I want."
"What the fuck do you mean, that's not what you want? That's what you said you wanted."
"No, I didn't say that. I'm paying, and I give the orders," Tom said.
"Okay John," Mary said. "You're right. So tell me what the fuck you want, and I'll do it to you and we'll get it over with. I don't have all day, you know. I have to turn a few more tricks before the night is over.
"Okay, okay," Tom said.
"A girl has to pay her rent somehow, you know," Mary said.
"Sure, sure, I understand. Now get down on your knees and suck me off, and make it good, too. I want my money's worth," Tom said.
"Sure," Mary said. Happily she went down on her knees and took her teacher's gigantic throbbing dick in her hands. Just as she was about to put its immense glans between her lips, Sally jumped to her feet.
"Wait a minute," Sally said. "Let's put some variety into this little game."
"Who the fuck are you?" Mary snarled. "Fuck off."
"Wait a minute," Sally said. "I'm a new member. And I just had a suggestion, that's all."
"Give the kid a chance to have her say Mary," Tom said.
"Fuck you all," Mary screamed, her hysteria and rage mounting. She was suddenly furious. She had it all set up, the whole whore game she enjoyed playing with Tom so much. And now, it was going to be spoiled by this new stupid cunt. She didn't like what was happening. How could she really get hot and satisfied, if the illusion of the prostitute and the customer was shattered?
Sally sensed the reason for Mary's anger.
"Wait a minute, Mary," Sally said. "We can do it your way!"
"How the fuck can we do it my way when you're interrupting," Mary demanded. Tears of rage were welling up in her eyes.
"We can be partners, you and me," Sally said, shooting her a meaningful glance. "Get it?"
Suddenly, Mary understood. Why not, she thought to herself. They can be two prostitutes working as a pair and both hired by Tom to service him.
"Great idea," Tom said, understanding Sally's idea right away.
He turned to Mary. "Now I guess the deal is changed. This is going to cost me more."
"Damned right," Mary said, happily falling into the game again. "My partner here has her price too, you know. What kind of a dumb John are you anyway, thinking you can get two for the price of one?"
"No I don't think that. I'm willing to make a deal," Tom said.
"So what's the deal?" Mary demanded.
"How about an A for her to get in her next biology test?"
"What do you say to that?" Mary asked, turning to Sally.
"Yeah, okay," Sally said.
"Good, cash in the hand again," Tom said. "Now, I'll tell you girls what I want. After all, I'm a paying customer."
"Fair enough," Mary said. "What do you want?"
"I want to fuck Sally in the cunt, while you eat out my ass-hole," he said. "Okay," Mary agreed. "Sure," Sally said.
The two girls suddenly fell into the fantasy perfectly, and began working together like they had been doing it for months.
Sally lay down on the floor, flat on her back. She spread her legs as far as they would go, and jutted her hips slightly into the air. Her luscious, dripping blonde cunt gaped open and exposed. The outer lips trembled visibly from excitement. Sally breathed fast. She couldn't wait for the tight hard delicious pressure she would feel from being penetrated by a cock as huge in length and thickness as his was.
She felt her nipples harden and stiffen with excitement. She was sorry that Mary was involved, that is, that Mary would be participating sexually in her fuck with Tom. But, thought Sally to herself, that's better than nothing.
Besides, she had managed to save herself from the awkward position her big mouth put her in. She felt at ease and accepted again. That's what she wanted. Acceptance, total acceptance into the Kocks and Kunts, and eventually, leadership of the group.
But for now, she would have to play along, and do Mary's game. Then, slowly but surely, she would out-fuck Mary, and she would fuck her way to the very top of the Kocks and Kunts.
She looked up at Tom's tall towering body. He was standing between her legs, his eyes devouring every inch of her body. She knew he liked what he saw.
Suddenly, she brought her hands down to her cunt. Delicately, with her fingers, she picked apart the outer cunt lip, and pinched in the flesh. As she separated her outer pussy lips as far as it would go, the delicate ruffle of her inner labia glowed pink and wet.
"Look at that tight little pussy," she said to Tom.
"It's going to be a tight fit," he smiled. "It's going to be a good tight fit," she smiled.
"I know what you mean," Tom said. "Sometimes, the tighter the fit, the better it feels."
"Go ahead, try it," Sally said coyly.
"I am," Tom said. "I just enjoy looking at pussy, especially fresh young juicy pussy like that."
"I can't blame you," Sally said. "I've got quite a cunt between my legs."
"I can see that," Tom said.
"Wait until you feel it," Sally said. "Wait until you feel how wet I am, how wet my whole cunt is, creaming and bubbling over with love juice. I want your prick so bad," she moaned. Her fingers pulled her cunt lips even wider apart.
"I don't have to feel it," Tom laughed. "I can see it. There's more white scum on those sweet young cunt lips of yours than I've ever seen before."
"Wait till I suck your cock dry with my cunt muscles," Sally said. "Just wait."
"I'm waiting," Tom laughed. "And I'm enjoying the waiting almost as much as I know I'm going to enjoy the actual fucking."
"Okay, if you want to be a cunt tease," Sally sighed, "go right ahead."
Tom's only response was a laugh.
Sally, her legs still open wide, and her cunt gaping open so that all of it, even the dark, scum-oozing little twat, was exposed to view, began to move the finger of her right hand to the secret little spot at the tip of her cunt.
"You watch," she said to Tom. "You watch as much as you want. But I'm not just going to lie here," she said. "I'm going to masturbate, and get myself off, right in front of everybody."
"Go ahead," said Tom. "I'd love to see that."
A murmur of agreement went up among the other Kocks and Kunts. Excitedly, the group of high schoolers edged up closer to the center of the room where Sally was lying on her back, masturbating furiously, while Tom and Mary watched.
Sally's finger, now covered with a coating of thick white scum, slid slowly up and down the length of her slit, resting periodically on her erect, throbbing clitoris.
She began to moan with pleasure as her self-stimulation brought about the desired results. Her whole body heaved with lust. Her finger began to race faster and faster along the length of the slit. It began to dip into the twat itself each time it passed over it. The finger made a loud sucking noise each time it slid out of the tight, muscular twat, so that the whole room, and the gathered Kocks and Kunts could hear the sounds of her autoeroticism.
Gradually, Sally was at a fever pitch of excitement. Her finger now concentrated on her clit, instead of on her twat. She began to massage it with slow, circular motions. Loud moans of lust ripped out of her lips.
"Shit," said Gary, one of the top Kocks in the club. "That cunt sure knows how to give it to herself."
"You bet your ass," said Suzy, a nearby Kunt.
"If I could get myself as hot as she can, I wouldn't even bother to come here," said another Kunt.
"I know what you mean," Suzy answered.
"She's a goodie, no doubt about it," said Laura, another Kunt. "I wonder if she-likes Kunt?"
"I can't tell yet," Suzy answered. "I'll observe a little more."
"It would be terrific if she does," Laura said. "Our separate little girl's group hasn't been progressing much lately. There's not enough girls interested."
"I know what you mean," Suzy said. "But if this new chick, Sally, is at all interested in cunt-lapping, she would be a natural. Just look at the way she moves!" Suzy gasped with admiration.
Sally was undulating on the floor. Although she moved furiously, convulsively, caught in the throes of her crazy, self-induced orgasm, she managed to do it all with the kind of grace of movement that attracted all the Kocks and Kunts to her.
Sally actually looked beautiful, and aesthetically pleasing, lying there on the floor, spread-eagled, and fucking herself. Her long, full thighs shivered. The flesh on them trembled from the strength of the convulsions her entire body was undergoing, convulsions of a directly sexual nature.
Her hips, like two powerful pistons, shot up into the air again and again.
Even though her buttocks landed on the floor with a cruel slain, she didn't seem to notice. She was totally engrossed in the strength of her passion. Each time her ass slammed into the floor, a look of ecstasy passed over her face.
Then suddenly, without warning, her face twisted into a mask of lust. Her whole body twisted convulsively, and the groans coming out of her lips got louder and louder.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," she shrieked.
"Look at that chick go," Tom said admiringly.
"She's obviously some kind of sex maniac," Mary said admiringly.
"Yeah, that cunt is a powerhouse, a real powerhouse," said Laura, the Kunt with bi inclinations. "I sure would like to get my tongue Into that boiling pink pussy."
"Be patient," Suzy said. "You will."
"I have to," Laura said. "I'm going crazy just watching her.
Sally didn't know it, but she was unconsciously succeeding in her ambition. She was surrounded by the Kocks and Kunts, and making the right kind of impression on them, the kind of impression she wanted to make. They were all watching her, admiring her incredible sexuality and the savage, animal magnetism that she managed to emanate as she was masturbating maniacally.
Suddenly, her body stiffened. They all realized that she was on the very brink of orgasm. She arched her back stiffly, and highly, so that only her head and her heels were resting on the floor. Her hand gave a final brutal rub on her clit. Then, she grabbed her cunt with her hand, covering it all with the hand, and frantically clutching the pubic hairs with the fingers.
As her body spasmed with approaching orgasm, she gave a few strange, brutal tugs on her pubic hairs, so that she actually pulled out a few. As she did, her body spasmed even more powerfully.
"Hey, catch that action," said Laura to Suzy, "she-likes to hurt a little, too!"
"Very interesting," Suzy whispered. "This opens up a whole new world of possibilities."
"Yeah, that girl is terrific," Laura replied. "I can't wait to see what she'll do when she comes."
"And comes to," Suzy added sarcastically. "The way that cunt is moving, she's using up so much energy, that she should need a half hour's rest, at least, before she's good for anything, know what I mean?"
"Yeah," Laura replied.
Suddenly, without warning, a single blood-curdling shriek broke out of Sally's lips.
"I'm coming," she wailed again.
"Obviously," Tom laughed as he watched her lust-crazed body writhing on the floor.
"Stick it into me," Sally begged. "This is the right moment."
"No, I don't want to," Tom replied.
"Please, please," she begged. "Stick that cock into me, all ten inches of it."
"No," Tom persisted. "It's more fun watching, and besides, we can always fuck later."
"Somebody," Sally wailed, "somebody fuck me!"
"Aw, have a heart," Mary interrupted, looking at Tom. "Stick it into the poor chick. While you're doing that, I'll eat out your ass."
Suddenly, the idea appealed to Tom.
Quickly, he got on his knees between Sally's spread out legs. She felt his action, even though her eyes were tightly closed. Instinctively, she moved her hands away from her cunt to accommodate his lean, narrow hips, and the gigantic cock he was thrusting at her.
She began to buck wildly, so wildly that Tom couldn't position his prick accurately. Her cunt kept moving quickly, savagely. First, it bounced up and down brutally, then it began to surge in a wave-like sideways motion.
"Hold her legs still, somebody," Tom said. "I can't stick it in if she keeps moving like that."
Instantly, ten voices rose up from the gathered Kocks and Kunts, all of whom were eager to do it.
"Let me," said Laura, licking her lips in anticipation of participating, even thus indirectly, in the terrific furious fucking Sally was about to get from Tom. She had her fantasy too, and in that fantasy, she was the one with the prick. She was the one who was going to stab a hard, stiff prick ten inches into
Sally's warm, sucking, wet cunt, and somebody else, anybody, would be the one holding her down.
That was the way she imagined it.
But instead of holding down her legs, Laura moved up over Sally's head, and pinned her arms down to the floor. That was necessary too because Sally, crazed and thrashing as she was from the strength of her passion, was pounding her fists wildly into the floor and flailing her arms over her head.
Laura gripped them and held them firmly down to the floor. She let her own cunt gape over Sally's face, and felt the rush of sexual pleasure overwhelm her as she realized that by only squatting a few inches lower down, her cunt would be right on top of Sally's face, and Sally's mouth. But Laura managed to restrain herself, putting on a big show of only trying to be helpful.
Suzy, Laura's friend, rushed to hold down Sally's ankles, and she grasped them powerfully and straightened out the legs. Now the sex-crazed girl's knees were straight, and she was spread-eagled in an easy and accessible position.
Now that Sally was racked helplessly on the floor, and she had not yet been satisfied by the feeling of Tom's huge prick ramming into her, there was no way she could express the hysterically-powerful sexual spasms that were shaking her body.
Her voice was the only instrument left to her.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she screamed. "Quickly, or else I'll come."
"Okay, okay, hold on," Tom said. His own prick was quivering with anxiety and lust. He felt that his balls would bust if he didn't get the chance to ram them into her tight, eager cunt soon.
He had been held up because the girl's sexual spasms had been so powerful that they seemed like an epileptic fit. Nobody, nobody on earth no matter how strong or virile, could have been able to fuck that girl if some other people hadn't been around to hold her down.
The only way would have been to knock her into unconsciousness, which would have been defeating his own purpose. He wanted to fuck this strange, savage, sex-crazed creature. He wanted to ram his dick into the pulsing, sucking, and milking cunt that controlled her savage movements. He didn't want a limp unconscious body, just lying there. He wanted a live, sucking and milking cunt. But he couldn't get that, because he couldn't get his prick into her.
As he paused for a moment, he saw her gaping pink cunt all ruffled and covered with the rich foamy bubbles of love scum that the force of her lust had made inside her body, and that had now oozed out of her.
He positioned his cock, holding it between the pussy lips, but still not actually touching them. That moment was ecstatic for him, almost as ecstatic as the actual moment of penetration and orgasm would be.
Suddenly, with a loud groan of lust, he fell onto her, holding his massive tool angled and ready to strike, deep and hard.