Chapter 4

The morning sun slipped over the eastern hills and caught Mabel wheeling her Cougar into the parking lot behind the amusement park office. Two more days, and the park would open for the season-and she had a week's work left to do before opening day. But rather than scaring her, the idea only excited her. Two days, and the park would be opening under her control, not Wilbur's. She felt like a little kid.

Two cars were already in the lot; one, an old Chevy, belonged to Andy, the night watchman. The other was Jack's souped-up Maverick.

What the fuck is he doing here so early? The sight of Jack's car pissed her off. That son of a bitch is getting too big for his britches. Just because I let him dip his pecker into my pussy when I get to itching, he thinks he's gonna be Mr. Big Shit around here. Well, Jack Cock-sucker Hargren has another think coming!

The trouble was, she was letting him dip it to her-almost every day for these past two weeks. But steady cock was doing little to relieve her itch for fucking-when Wilbur was alive, once a day was usually plenty. But now it seemed that she had cock on her mind all of the time-sweet cock. Young cock.

Those fucking kids spoiled me. She was climbing the steps to the office. I enjoyed fucking them more than even Wilbur at his best. Christ, I'd like to get them back, go to it again. Two more days until they're here every day of the week-I gotta get them then!

The office door was unlocked, which didn't surprise her, after seeing Jack's car downstairs. She made noise deliberately, slamming the door and kicking an empty carton out of her way. He came to the door of the living room, toweling off his hair.

"Who the fuck gave you the key?" Mabel demanded.

Bitch! Get those dumb-ass eyes off me, you cunt. One of these days the right person will be giving the orders around here-and it won't be Mabel Love!

"You want it back?" He fished his keys from his pocket, found the one to the door, and worked it free. He slammed it onto the desk. "There-you got it back."

Bastard! I'd like to cut your nuts off, Jack-baby-see how high your voice climbs then. I'd like to see what you can do with that silly little meat-stick then.

"One of these days you're going to push me too fucking far, Jack."

"Not so long as I got these, Mabel." He rubbed his groin-and she saw that his cock was already standing hard. And her pussy was getting wet in response.

Oh, shit! What the fuck's the matter with me? Just the smell of cock is enough to melt my insides, turn me silly-assed. My goddamn cunt wants fucking! It doesn't even listen to what my head wants! Double shit!

She wouldn't give in-not this time. It was time to take a stand. "Jack, I want you to get your ass out of here. Right now. I don't want you hanging around here again."

"Yeah?" He moved to her, took her in his arms, his hands pulling her against his chest. His lips moved down into the valley of her tits, his teeth nibbling at the bit of flesh that was exposed above the outline of her blouse.

"Stop it, you bastard!" She tried to break free.

"Take it easy, Mabel. You know you love it."

He was unbuttoning her blouse now, slipping his hands inside to feel her tits, letting his fingers capture the nipples, twirling them until they were pointing hard at his own chest. Her blouse was gaping open now, the tits falling free, and he bent to capture them in turn into his mouth. His hand was moving down the front of her skirt, feeling the hard elastic of her garter belt, feeling that she was wearing no panties again-she hadn't worn panties since that first glorious day of fucking with him and the two boys.

"Who were you planning to fuck this morning, Mabel, if not me? You're ready to be tipped onto any flat surface any place-you'll take any cock waving, won't you?"

"Cocksucker!"

"Not me, honey-you suck cocks. I don't. I might nibble a little pussy every now and then, but I draw the line at taking a chunk of man into my body."

Mother fucker! Shit eater! Dirty whore-son bastard of a turd eater! Get away from me! Get away!

Jack knew he was turning her on despite her protests, that she was loving every bit of it. Now you bitch, you know who's boss, don't you? You know who runs this fucking place, this fucking. I'm going to do you the daily favor of dipping my wick in your slick, and then we're gonna talk some real business, Mabel.

He caught the zipper on her skirt, tore it down, opened the button at the top. His hand went through the opening, went all the way around her ass, cupping the buttock, then squeezing it between his powerful fingers until she let out a yelp of pain. Then his finger found the crack of her ass, worked down to her asshole. He probed at the brown ring, and she broke away, slapping his face.

"No you don't, bastard! That you don't touch! You want to lap at my pussy, get on your knees-but you don't touch me there!"

"Okay, Mabel!" He held up both hands. "I'm sorry-okay! I won't do that again. Stop acting so feisty-you know we're going to end up in bed. Why are we shitting each other?"

Bastard! But he was right. She stepped out of her skirt, which was tangled around her ankles, and let him take her by the hips. He looked down at today's garter belt, saw that it was a line of marching cocks and balls, standing at all different angles of erection and picked out in red thread against the black. He laughed at the sight.

"Who makes these things for you, Mabel? I've never seen anything so horny."

"An old carny friend of Wilbur's," she said. "She sends me a new one every month. It was Wilbur's idea-I must have a hundred and fifty of the damn things now."

"Well, I love them-don't ever stop wearing them."

I'll wear what I fucking please. Who the shit are you to tell me what to wear?

But he was holding her again, sliding the flat of his hand down over her pubic bush to feel the mound, gathering it together as he squeezed his fingers tight. Then his middle finger was working into the cleft, fucking its way through the outer lips, finding the tiny cock that was her clit and lighting it for action. She shivered, grabbing at him, her ass twitching with the need to be working against him, sucking at the juices inside his cock. Her arms went around his neck, pulling him down to where she could take his kiss, her lips forcing his tongue to come into her mouth. He held against her a moment, then began to probe, fucking her mouth with the tip of his tasting organ, his hands slipping away from her cunt to grab at her ass, pulling her so tight that the flesh of her tits was squeezed out, almost up to his chin. He kissed her, held her, until she could wait no longer and bit down on his lip.

"Ow!" He let go of her, pressed the back of his hand to his mouth. "You fucking bitch! What the shit do you think you're doing?"

Christ! He looked down at those tits hanging against his chest, could see over her shoulder and down to the swell of her ass. You may be a bitch, Mabel-but you sure are one hell of a built fucking machine! I've got to give credit where credit is due-I've never found one better. Then he was grabbing at her tit, sucking the mass of flesh into his mouth, biting against her with all of his strength.

"There, bitch! How do you like it?"

You're great, Mabel-but you'll never hear it from me! You're too fucking conceited as it is.

Cocksucker! Mabel was holding onto her bruised flesh, looking down at the marks of his teeth in the globe. Christ, you nearly killed me!

"Bastard! You trying to bite it off?"

"One of these days, Mabel, somebody is going to kick the shit out of you-and I hope to be there to see it. Hell's damnation, you'd think you were the one with the balls! What the shit do you think these things are for?"

He cupped his hand beneath his testicles, lifting them toward her, leaning back. She looked down at him-and then was suddenly on her knees, her hands going around his waist, pulling him forward until his cock slid across her cheek, her lips pressing into the patch of hair around the base. She felt the head of his cock, slick with the promise of things to come, probing against her ear; and moved her head back and forth, loving the feel.

Holy fuck! I'd like to have something like this to play with all of the time! Wilbur, I should have cut your cock off when you died, should have had it stuffed. Maybe with an electric heater inside to make it feel hot like it did when you were alive. Then I could have you and my fucking both, whenever I want!

"Aggghhhhhh! Mabel!" Her hair was rubbing across the sensitive head of his uncircumcised cock, tearing tiny cuts into the desire-engorged and fever-burning flesh. "Sweet merciful Jesus! Don't!"

She settled back on her haunches, looking up at him with a laugh. "That hurt, Jack baby?" She cupped her nails, reached up to touch his balls, gently. How would you like me to dig these in now, bastard?

"Jesus!" he said, touching his cock with his thumb and forefinger, working the juices over the head to ease the pain. "What the fuck have you got-barbed fucking wire?"

She laughed again. "Ol' Mabel's gonna make it feel all better, honey-bunch. Don't you worry your tiny little head-it'll be just as good as new when I get done with it."

Her lips touched the glans, pressing lightly as her hands went up to his hips, holding him as she balanced herself. His balls were half-drawn up into their sac, and now she let the cock ride up her face, across her nose, as she licked down the underside of his shaft until her tongue was circling across the top of his balls. The heavy eggs moved independently, sliding under the pressure of her tongue; she sucked them just within her mouth, one by one, holding them with a light pressure of her lips. Jack's stomach muscles worked once, his balls almost jumping out of her mouth, so she sucked the two of them all the way in, holding them with her teeth, biting down on the crisp cock hairs that fringed the sac.

He moaned, holding her head. "Oh, Jesus, Mabel! Suck my balls, honey-suck 'em good!" Do it for me, you crazy bitch-eat my cock, eat my balls, eat my ass! Ahhhhhh, Christ!

He tried to hump against her, force his cock down and into her mouth, but she had too tight a hold on his balls. Her hands went around his ass, holding him tight against her face, the nails raking through his trousers at the flesh of his globes, digging into them. Jack did not even notice the pain, the sweat beading out on his forehead as his cock throbbed with the desire to be within her, working his will on her tender passages. He clutched at the back of her head, knees sagging, leaning backward and shoulders hunched forward to make a flat s-shape of his body. His eyes were closed as she sucked on his balls, her teeth closing now on the sac itself, working against it, the swollen balls completely captured within her mouth, as though she wanted to bite the sac off, swallow them down into her stomach.

Fucking merciful Christ in Heaven! He worked the muscles of his stomach in a steady rhythm, but she was not ready to let his balls escape. You filthy fucking whore bitch! I'll kill you-fucking kill you!

"Aggghhhhhh, Mabel! Please! Please!"

She released him then, settling back, her haunches riding her heels as she looked up at him, grinning with satisfaction.

"What's the matter, Jack baby? Too much for you?"

"Jesus, Mabel! You're inhuman!"

Animal! You think any cunt belongs to you just because you've got those things swinging below your cock! Well, I could have taken them away from you, Jack baby-all I had to do was bite down hard! Then you wouldn't be a man anymore-that beautiful prick of yours would be good for nothing but a handle for your fingers to hold on to while you're peeing! How about that, Jack-you bastard!

Cunt! I ought to take a fucking rusty file and shove it up that twat! Give you a taste of your own shitty medicine! Dirty cock-sucking whore!

Her asshole puckered, feeling the desire of the slit that ran parallel to it into her guts; she needed his cock now, wanted to feel him against her, working her. But I won't give you the satisfaction of knowing that, bastard! First I'm going to give your cock a working-over I posi-fucking-tively guarantee you will never forget!

Her lips reached for him again, capturing the head of his cock. Again the first pressure was light, as she tasted his juices, smelled the strength of his need in the odor released by his body. Her tongue touched the hole in the head of his cock, pushing against it; then dropped, to circle the exposed mushroom portion of his manhood. Then she was drawing the glans between her teeth, letting her teeth slide over the rim just enough to hold him there without biting down, her one hand cupped around his ass for balance while the other slid up the inside of his leg and teased at his balls. She let the nail of her forefinger scrape gently against the underside of his shaft, tracing the course of the heaviest vein, ticking against a blemish; then her thumb and forefinger were holding the shaft, working it gently as she began to suck it with the lightest possible pressure.

Jack tried to fuck her face, tried to force his cock farther into her mouth; but she would have none of it. She was in complete control. Both hands cupped his ass now, nails digging into the flesh of the globes-and now she finally took his cock all of the way into her mouth, taking it suddenly, pulling against him, so that before he knew what was happening she had him captured to the roots, her teeth pressing against the base, the head battering her vulva. She felt the pain of him in her throat, an ache that she tried to swallow away, and then she began to suck him, riding all the way out on his cock until only the head was captured, again held there by her teeth, then taking him all the way down again.

Oh, God! My guts are boiling-I'm going to be sick! Whore! Dirty whore fucking bitch stinking cocksucking-shit! Jesus shit! Jeesus!

"Oh Christ I'm cumming-I'm cummmmm-innnnngggggg! Mother of Christ fuck me fuck me fuck me! I am cummminnngggggg!"

His cock throbbed, enlarging to the fullest as the first spurt of his cum escaped from his balls and shot out the channel, compressed by the constriction of the cock flesh until it was under the greatest possible pressure. The first globules ran so fast upon each other that they formed a stream, exploding from his cock and against the back of her mouth, the cock working again and again, each blast of his escaping cream made easier by the passage of the load before it, yet each spurting under as great a pressure as the first, until at last his balls were working a dry reservoir, his cock pumping nothing, his groin humping against her face with nothing more to give.

Mabel swallowed, pressed her face all of the way against his groin, her lips counting the hairs that fringed him. Her throat opened wide, accepting all that his cock had to throw forth, swallowing his semen down and working the flesh of his cock for more.

"Oh, Shit!" He humped against her. "Sweet merciful shit! Suck me! Suck me! Suck . . . "

Her cheeks hollowed under the pressure exerted against the shaft of his cock. Fucking Heaven! Beautiful fucking Heaven! Sweet fucking sucking cum-throwing cock-bastard! I love it! I really fucking love it-I can't get enough of it! I want your cum, Jack-I want all of the cum in the world! I want every cock in the world to milk its cum out just for me to drink, to eat, to swallow, to wallow in! Cock! Fucking sucking cock!

He moaned, trying to force his cock through the back of her mouth.

She moaned, trying to swallow the flesh of his cock down with his disappeared load . . .

. . . her pussy was flooding, cumming of its own burning needs, its own thought-inspired desire, letting her juices pour out onto her legs, forming a puddle on the floor as she at last pulled back from his cock, let the softening shaft slide down across her chin to hang suspended in the soft curve before her face, its flesh glowing with the heat of the exploded passion. "Ohhhhh!"

She licked her lips, catching her balance with her fingertips against the rug as she looked up at him.

"Jesus . . . "

He was shaking his head, afraid to touch his cock, afraid to move back from her, afraid to do anything that might turn her loose on his meat again.

Fucking wonderful sweet cock! She sighed. Wilbur, I hate this bastard-but I love his cock! What am I going to do?

Bitch! Jack straightened his legs, moved back until he was leaning against the edge of a table. Fucking bitch cunt! I hate you-Jesus, but I hate you! But you've got the sweetest fucking pussy and sucking mouth I've ever seen! What the fuck am I going to do?

He sighed, his cock and balls hanging limp out of his pants, eyes closed as Mabel stood. She leaned against a chair a moment to catch her balance, suddenly feeling pain in her knees -but her pussy was as hot as ever. It was her turn for action, for his cock to pay its dues.

"All right, Jack-it's my turn now. You think you're the only one who's going to have fun?"

"Jesus, Mabel! My balls are killing me!"

He touched his testicles, lifting them gently, but she snorted.

"No way, Jack baby-you want to keep drawing your paycheck around here, you're going to earn it. I've just given you a promotion-in addition to your regular duties, you're now Chief Cock and Mabel Fucker. Come on! I need that fucking cock!"

He laughed. "Now you know who's the best, huh?"

"Don't get the wrong idea, Jack-you're not the only Mabel Fucker. I'll fuck who I please when I damn well want to, understand that! You're just here to service my cunt-nothing more! Don't get any bright ideas about taking over Wilbur's position-you can't. Nobody will ever be as good as Wilbur."

"Sure, Mabel, sure. Anything you fucking say-including fucking. I can stay with you all you want."

"Just to make sure you understand, Jack, from now on you're drawing a hundred more a week-your fucking money. Now get out of those goddamn clothes and start earning it before I change my mind and fire your ass instead!"

He grinned, and unbuttoned his shirt, his cock and balls still hanging out. Once the shirt was off he kicked off his shoes and lowered his trousers, then slid his shorts down over his ankles. His cock was starting to stand hard again as his blood tingled with the excitement of her watching him, his eyes glued to the mound of twitching pussy that was going to be feeling him. Mabel's legs were coated with her cum, but she was almost quivering with excitement as she waited for him to finish undressing and come to her.

Then Jack was moving to her, his arms taking her arms, pulling her against him for a throbbing kiss. She felt the probing cock between her legs, felt the juices running again in her twat.

Bastard! Mother fucking son of a bitch! "Hurry, Jack! In the bedroom-"

Cocksucker! Prick-loving whore! Only you're paying for it, not selling it, bitch! "No. Here -right here!"

Her tits rode up his chest as he bent her back, forced her down to the floor, his lips capturing her mouth. She tried to protest, tried to struggle against him, but he was paying her back now for what she had done to him earlier. He forced her off balance, until she was held up only by his hands, then lowered her to the floor, dropping after her, his knee between her legs and forcing them apart. Her wrists were in his hands now as she tried to fight him, but it was his turn to be in control. His weight was across her, his cock sliding up the inside of her thigh, its stiff shape finding the gaping vulva and slipping through easily on the lubrication of their combined moistures. Then he was all of the way into her, and relaxing, moving his legs out straight until he was comfortable.

"Cocksucker!" She clawed at his back. "Fucking cocksucker!"

"That's right, Mabel-I'm fucking you. Me, Jack-I'm on top! Open wide, because I'm going to plow you until my cock nails your ass to the floor!"

He was moving into her now, his cock beginning the riding movements, and already he was feeling the cum churning in his balls, excited beyond belief by his position over her.

Bitch! How do you like it, whore! I'm top cock now-me! You've got me all the way in you just the way you wanted! Fucking whore bitch!

"Fuck!" Her nails were no longer digging into him; now she was holding on for dear life as his cock lifted her ass off the floor, slammed into her, lighting the fire that had to burn itself out. "Fuck me, Jack! Fuck meeeee! I'm cumminnnnggggg!" I am fucking cummminnngggggggg!"