Chapter 9
"But I don't understand, Mr. Grover!" Janice said. "Why can't all the children go to Disneyland today?"
"Because that isn't how I've got it planned," the white-haired tour director replied gently. "Rick you explain it to her, huh?"
Janice whirled to stare at the young man. "What do you have to do with it? You aren't running this tour."
"Look, let's have a cup of coffee, and we'll discuss it-okay?"
"I told you, I don't drink coffee!"
Janice was irate, not only over what she considered inept management of the tour ... but because she felt frustrated by wanting Rick, being ashamed of it, and being prevented by her pride from giving in.
Edna glanced nervously from one of them to the other. Jim also was uneasy. The children, who were all dressed up for their first outing, wondered what the fuss was about. They were anxious to go ...
The group was gathered in the parking area of the motel, and Rick said to Janice, "Let's step into your room where we can talk in private."
"Why do we have to talk privately?" she demanded in a loud and pissed-off tone.
"Because you're upset, and people are going to wonder what's the matter."
"Ooooh, all right!" she snapped, and entered the motel room with Rick.
She had no other purpose in mind than to talk, but Rick took immediate advantage of their seclusion to back her against a wall and try for a kiss. She dodged.
"Stop it!" she exclaimed.
"Now, baby ... "
"Don't baby me, you tramp! After the way you treated me the other night on that bus, with Edna there ... "
"Did she talk with you? I asked her to."
"Yes, she said you liked me better than her and had broken off with her. But I don't care! You're never going to touch me again!"
He immediately disproved her statement by wrapping a hand around a prominent mound which quivered in the front of her blouse. She tried to squirm free, causing her lightly brassiered globe to wiggle. That only excited him further, and he pushed against her, forcing her buttocks to compress and spread as they smacked the wall.
She felt his firming cock.
"NO!" she cried, twisting wildly. Her right hand slapped him stingingly across the face.
"You dumb cunt!" he snarled, and backed off.
Cheeks flaming, she hurried around him and headed for the door.
All Rick could think of was that he couldn't allow her to run out, angry as she was. She would upset things for sure.
He lunged at her, grasped her, swung her around and sent her tottering backward toward an overstuffed chair. She landed heavily in it, and her legs flew up, exposing the white panties which cuddled her plump buttocks and passed between her thighs.
She screamed. Though the Rest E-Z Motel was not a fancy place, what it did offer was soundproofed walls.
Rick stood in front of the young teacher's chair, and she gazed up at him, frightened but defiant.
"You're going to be sorry!" she vowed. "You'd better let me out of here right now or it'll be even worse!"
"You aren't going anywhere," Rick told her. "Not until you come to your senses."
"What are you planning to do-hold me prisoner?" she angrily asked, scarcely able to believe it.
"Yep. For a while." Rick didn't move from his slightly spread-legged pose in front of her.
She gathered her strength and leaped up-only to have him grasp her by the shoulders and push her down into the chair again, her big tits joggling in her bra.
She screamed again.
Rick would have to get her under better control, he realized, and right away! He didn't want to hurt her, but it was a simple case of doing what had to be done.
He moved quickly, cocking his fist and clipping her neatly on the point of her chin. She sagged in her chair like a sack of dirty laundry.
Rick turned, walked to the door, and opened it a crack. "Edna?"
The teacher hurriedly broke away from the group that was gathered outside and walked over. "What is it?"
Rick let her into the room and shut the door.
"My God!" she said, staring at the unconscious Janice. "What happened?"
"I had to slug her," Rick said.
Edna blazed at him, "You stupid prick! You shouldn't have gone that far!"
"Well, it's done now. I need something to tie her with. Take off your stockings!"
Edna raised her skirt, exposing bare thighs above expanded stockingtops. "We were supposed to maneuver some of the kids away from her, you dumb asshole!" she said angrily as she flipped her garter clips open. "You didn't need to make a big issue of it!"
"It's going to be all right," Rick replied. "I'll stay here and take care of her."
"How?" Edna demanded. She raised a leg, knocked off her shoe, and stripped down the sagging nylon.
"Never mind. I can bring her around."
Edna handed the stocking to him, then removed her other one and handed it over.
Janice began to stir.
"She's waking up!" Edna said. "Hurry!"
"I need a gag ... " Rick thought aloud as he stared at the blonde in the chair. "Her pants!"
He quickly reached underneath Janice's skirt, grasped her panties at both sides, and pulled the white, stretchy undergarment inside-out and off.
He stuffed the warm panties into her mouth, pushed her sagging body forward, and jerked her arms behind her. He looped one of Edna's stockings around her crossed wrists and tied it tightly.
"What'll I tell Jim?" Edna asked.
"That she's not feeling well and won't be going out today. You can handle the kids who are going to Disneyland. We'll have to give Jim a clear field with the others."
"But damn it, Rick, that wasn't the idea! I was supposed to turn the other kids over to Janice, then walk in on Jim's party!"
"Will you shut up!" Rick whispered harshly. "I think she's coming around."
Janice's eyes fluttered. When she tried to move her arms and couldn't, her eyes opened wide. She felt the soft cloth that stuffed her mouth, and she tasted it, too. Then she realized her bare bottom was against the motel chair, and her panties had been placed in her mouth.
She made a muffled sound and tried to get up. Rick pushed her back down.
"Just get going!" he snapped at Edna. "We'll have to wait until tomorrow to break up Jim's scheme!"
"I don't like it," she whispered back.
But she left the room.
Rick knelt and tied Janice's bare ankles together. He gazed up her thighs, which tapered to appealing fullness at their tops. Though they were pressed together, her skirt had been rucked so high that he could see wisps of curly blondeness where her thighs and belly met.
He straightened up and grinned at the wide-eyed, frightened teacher.
"Just don't get all upset now." he said. "You are going to be all right. But I couldn't let you charge around like a crazy person, causing trouble. You and me are going to spend the day here in the motel ... alone."
The thought of that offended her as much as being tied up. and the two together filled her with terror. She squirmed on her bare ass, the chair fabric tickling her. She couldn't get to her feet. It seemed to Rick that the only solution was to let her in on Jim's scheme and to try to bring her around to join Edna's plot. To accomplish that, he would use the best weapon he had-one which had rarely failed him where women were concerned.
He took off his pants and shorts.
Janice stared at his forward-curving cock, which had been made semi-turgid by the tussle he'd had with her and by the realization that she was totally under his control.
He reached down, lifted her out of the chair, and earned her to the nearest bed. He dropped her onto it so that she rolled onto her stomach, her skirt winding at her waist. Her rounded buttocks quivered to a stop. Her ankles and wrists remained securely bound, and the gag was still in her mouth.
What's he going to DO to me? she wondered.
The same question occurred to Rick, though with an additional word tacked onto the end of it: first.
He thought he might begin by trying to make amends for the humiliating way he had treated her the other night on the bus, and for socking her just now.
He swung astride her legs, so as to hold her steady, and he gazed down past his rising prick at the luscious, quivering hemispheres of her girlish ass.
Janice twisted her head to stare in fright over her shoulder.
My God-is he going to stick his prick up my ASSHOLE? she thought in dread.
The prick itself was fully capable of performing, standing strong and stiff. But its owner seemed to have no vicious intentions in mind-at least, not at the moment.
He placed his hands at both sides of Janice's soft and generously rounded bottom, his fingers extending up the flanks of her buttocks while his thumbs snuggled into the curving grooves below. He tightened just enough to feel the fullness of her buttcheeks in his grasp, then gave them a little shake and watched her jelly-like flesh quiver.
A strange feeling went through her. Rick was being very gentle-she could scarcely complain about that-but it made her nervous to have him fiddling around her bottom while she was all tied up. Also, she knew her buttocks were plump-why did he have to emphasize the fact by shaking them?
He shook them again, and it was like an earthquake in the Baldy Hills.
Rick pinched the girl's asscheeks between his thumbs and fingers, and her crack puckered open. He stretched her pinched cheeks farther apart.
He's looking right at my asshole! Janice realized, and her slitted dimple shrank shyly. Rick bent and pressed his moist lips to the gathering of small puckers.
Janice jumped, causing her buttocks to wobble against his cheeks. He licked her super-sensitive anus, and she got a new shocking blast of excitement.
Oh, he's so FILTHY! she thought. But, goodness, that feels good!
She almost forgot about the bonds that restrained her and the panties that were in her mouth.
Rick ricked in little circles, round and round the pink, puckered depression of her anus. Gradually he applied pressure, and she received her greatest shock yet when his tongue popped into her ass!
She shuddered inwardly from humiliation-but thrilled a great deal, also-as the nasty young man's tongue slithered in and out of her hotly grabbing asshole. Her buttocks vibrated as she squirmed voluptuously-hating what he did, yet thrilled by it.
Finally he pulled his tongue from her anus with a slurpy sound, and he straightened up.
Now, as she looked at Mm over her shoulder, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes more hot than frightened.
He crawled around next to her head, pulled the soggy panties from her mouth ... and stuck his prick in.
"Ghaaaawwgh ... Glaaaawwgh ... " she murmured, shutting her eyes and sucking.
He petted her blonde horse's tail as he slowly stroked his cock between her pale-pink, spread lips. She continued to make throaty sounds and seemed to enjoy sucking him.
He withdrew, letting his prick whip upright, waving a strand of her saliva.
"Do I have to stuff the panties back in your mouth or are you going to be good?" he asked.
"Why are you ... treating me this way?" she wanted to know, her tone much milder than before-plaintive, even. She obviously realized she was under his total control.
"Because I want to get to know you better, and I don't like to fight," he said.
"What about the kids?" Janice asked. "Why couldn't I go to Disneyland with them?"
"Forget about the kids," Rick advised, "and forget about Disneyland, too. We can have more fun right here."
He moved back near her feet and untied the stocking from her ankles. Now only her wrists were bound.
Spreading her legs, he knelt between them.
"You're not going to ... ?" she asked apprehensively, afraid even to complete the question.
"You sure worry about your asshole a lot," Rick said, as he boosted her bottom into the air, forcing her to draw her knees forward for support.
"That's only because you seem to like it sol" she told him.
"I love it-but I dig your pussy, also!"
He stared at her girlish twat, which was split partially open, her blonde hairs curling away to either side. The inner lips of her pussy were a delicate pink, and very moist.
Rick ran a finger through her slippery portal, circled it in the slick mouth of her vagina, then glided it all the way into her.
"OOOOH!" she said.
"Like it?"
"I want the other," she shamefully murmured.
"So you really want it, hmm?"
"Yesssss!"
"Ask me for it."
"Ooooh, Rick."
"Ask me!" he demanded.
"Give me your cock," Janice said.
"My what?" he responded with a grin.
"Your prick!" the girl said more excitedly.
"My what?" he continued to tease.
"Your pecker!" Janice cried. "Ooooh, give me your big, hard rod!"
He gave it to her-slickly, smoothly, all eight inches of it-and then circled it around, stirring her cunt as if he were tending a boiling cauldron with a stick.
Spastic throbs shook her, and her rich buttocks vibrated against his flat stomach. He began to stroke slowly.
"Oooooooooh!" she moaned, writhing.
Rick pumped his long piston in and out of her seething pink chamber, and he knew he had brought her around already-quicker than he had expected, which gave him a flash of disappointment. All he'd had to do was lick her asshole, and she apparently had forgiven him for everything.
A rapping sounded at the door.
Rick kept fucking the pretty blonde who sprawled on her chest, ass up and knees splayed.
There was a rattling of the door lock, and the door opened.
"Aaaaaay!" the young Mexican maid who had come to service the room, exclaimed as she saw what was going on, then started to close the door.
"Come in!" Rick called. "You won't bother us!"
The girl hesitated for a moment, peeking at the fuck-scene through a crack of the door. Then she entered and shut the door behind her. Her cart remained outside.
The girl's name was Anita Jimenez, and she had recently come up from Mexico ... illegally. She knew little English. She had left her boyfriend in Baja California and was acquainted with no one in the United States, which meant that she hadn't had a good fucking in several weeks.
At the sight of the lean, handsome man in socks and T-shirt, stroking his long, hard pito in and out of the blonde senorita's upturned pink pinchi, Anita began to cream her panties.
Rick looked at her. She was probably eighteen, he judged, with straight black hair that split at the crown of her head and hung down at both sides of her oval, olive-toned face. She had large dark eyes and heavy brows. Her mouth was soft. From the way her white uniform bulged at the top, Rick could tell that her tits were tremendous.
"Don't be frightened," he said with a smile, continuing to stroke his prick in and out of Janice.
The empty, wild look in Anita's pretty eyes was not fright but hunger.
"Eres Mexicano?" she asked Rick, because he could have passed for one, with his black hair and rather Latin features, though his skin was light.
"No, I'm not Mexican," he said with a chuckle, still stroking slowly and steadily in Janice, as if nothing untoward had happened. "Don't you speak English?"
"A leetle," Anita shyly replied. But she was not too shy to unzip her uniform all the way down.
Tits the size of mush melons tumbled out-larger than Janice's and a bit more hangy, though very full. They were beige-brown and had wide darker disks at their crests, surrounding button-like nipples.
The maid stepped from her uniform, revealing that she wore only little white briefs beneath. The shadow of her pussy-pelt showed through.
Janice was gazing over her shoulder all this time in shocked disbelief. Rick seemed to be doing the same thing he had done before-humiliating her by screwing her in the presence of another girl, this time a total stranger. But his gliding prick felt too good at the moment for her to protest. And since her wrists were still tied behind her, she couldn't possibly get away.
The Mexican girl saw the bond. "What ... is?"
"Oh, that's nothing," Rick replied. "We're just playing a game. Want to join us?"
"Como?"
He wiggled his finger, motioning for her to approach.
This is terrible! Janice thought. But Rick was still stroking his hard cock in and out of her, even while he fooled around with the other girl, and the thrusts were getting to Janice strongly by that time.
He didn't miss a beat as the Mexican maid walked up beside him and he spanned her buxom, panty-clad bottom with his hand. She stared down at his gleaming, wet rod which alternately emerged from the other girl's rosy crevice, then sank out of sight-out and in, in and out ...
Anita squirmed, her asscheeks quivering against Rick's hand. He pulled down her panties at the back and stroked her bare, shivery buttocks.
"Senor!" she said, breathing hard. It didn't sound like a protest.
He backed away, and his cock pulled out of the blonde's rosy hole. Her wet cuntflesh slowly drew together as his cock flipped up. The Mexican girl stared at it.
"Why'd you do that?" Janice demanded. "Oh, Rick, get her out of here!"
He paid no attention, but told Anita, "Kneel on the bed, honey, right behind her ass." He pointed.
Anita made a move in that direction, then hesitated. Either she didn't understand or had decided she didn't care for the order. Rick got to his feet, took hold of her at the waist, and guided her down to a kneeling position behind the blonde school-teacher. He pushed on Anita's head to bring her face into alignment with Janice's pussy.
"Eat!" he said, figuring that was one English word she knew.
He was right. The girl stared at Janice's cunt, which was wet with her own juice and Rick's, as well. Its fragrance reached Anita's nostrils.
Rick quickly knelt behind the Mexican, lowered her panties to her knees, and began to lick her buttocks. Anita responded by pressing her mouth against the cunt of the blonde.
A blast of giddy delight rolled through Janice and, though shocked by the unnaturalness of having another woman make love to her, it felt too good to protest or draw away. She moaned shudderingly and began to grind her hips.
Rick, sighting over Anita's rump was pleased- so pleased, in fact, that he stretched the Mexican's plump buttocks apart and licked between them. She jumped when his tongue touched her asshole, and she licked more hotly into Janice's juicy cunt. Rick glided his tongue down to the Mexican girl's warm, hairy bun and licked it, making her wilder yet. She was trying to spread her knees wide apart to open herself for him, but her nylon pants constricted them. Rick grasped the wide-open garment at the center, yanked it down her legs, and off.
She raised her ass and spread her knees farther. She had lots of hair, thickly growing at the sides of her slit and nearly covering it completely. Rick used his thumbs to open her up, and he lapped at her sweet panocha.
The foreign girl jerked forward and back between Rick and Janice. Her amateurish but excited slurping at the blonde's tasty twat caused Janice to bump and moan.
Rick rose to his knees and speared his cock into the Mexican. She raised her head just enough to utter an excited cry in Spanish, then went back to eating Janice's cunt. The blonde's eyes were wild as her cheek pressed the pillow and hot tremors shook her.
It was obvious that she was climaxing.
Rick pumped his prick into the maid's warm, squishy depths, giving her jolt after jolt of excitement. Finally she rolled away from Janice, who had flattened herself against the bed. Rick's cock pulled out.
Ariba! the girl said, settling on her back and gesturing for him to get on top.
He mounted her, and Janice was forced to watch as he fucked the foreign girl to a gasping, squealing climax.
He pulled out, still stallion-like, and both women gazed at him in awe.
He crawled forward and placed his prick between Anita's squidgy tits which he rolled at both sides of his rod. He thumbed her rounded nipples.
"Aaaaaaay ... Chihuahua!" she said, squirming.
He crawled farther forward and pushed his cock into her mouth.
Perhaps this was a new experience for her, he thought, because her eyes opened very wide. But she seemed to take to it after a few moments of shocked hesitation, and she gobbled all the goop off his organ, swallowing it down. He fucked up and down between her softly circular lips while Janice watched in fascination.
Still, he didn't finish.
He pulled his prick from Anita's mouth, turned to grasp Janice, and lifted her to a sprawling position between the Mexican girl's thighs.
Oh, no, Janice thought as she stared at the other girl's wedge of thick black hair which became a T as it ran down between her plump, olive thighs. The brown lips in that black jungle were wet and standing partially open. The girl's clit was up.
Rick gave Janice's head a push, socking her face into Anita's crotch, and the blonde couldn't keep from kissing the brunette girl's wet pussy. What a heady fragrance it had, first offending then fascinating her. After awhile she licked into the Mexican pudding of her own accord, calling herself a slut for doing so.
Kneeling behind her, Rick stroked his hard cock in and out of her cunt once again.
It was quite the most amazing morning that Janice had ever spent, and it became even more so as the Mexican girl heated up, responding to the dipping strokes of Janice's tongue. Anita bumped her hips, causing her rounded, bulging tits to bounce. She gripped them, squeezing hard as she flopped her head from side to side, her mouth gaping. Silken black hair whipped across her face.
Rick, watching that, pumped his prick into Janice for all he was worth, which drove her even more fiercely into Anita. Her tongue fucked the Mexican maid's hotly spasming hole. Janice's cunt rippled around Rick's stroking rod and finally grasped him in a fierce grip, seeming to suck at his quivering, passion-charged prick.
That was too much for him to withstand, and he jerked within her, shooting spurt after spurt of his jism into her climaxing cunt.
As soon as the strange threesome broke apart, Anita scrambled off the bed, found her panties, and quickly stepped into them. She was murmuring to herself in Spanish. Obviously she had done more and had permitted more to be done to her than she'd expected. Now she seemed shocked by it all-now that she had gotten her thrills and satisfaction.
She put on her uniform and fled. Laughing, Rick snuggled up to Janice. They lay face to face on their sides, and he reached behind her to untie the stocking from her wrists. He kissed her warm mouth and noticed that she didn't respond.
"What's the matter?" he asked, leaning back.
"You!" she said. "I just don't know what to make of you! And the whole business of hitting me and tying me up so that I couldn't be with the children! What's going to happen to them?"
"They'll be all right. Edna is with them."
"Not all of them. Grover said he was going to divide them into two groups. Some were going to the beach while the others went to Disneyland."
"So they went to the beach," Rick said, unbuttoning Janice's blouse.
"But they're with that man and no one else!" she replied. "What do we really know about him? Rick, is he ... all right?"
Rick didn't reply but flipped her stretchy bra above her tits, letting the luscious globes pop out. He capped his mouth around a pink nipple and sucked it to rigid hardness.
Janice sighed heatedly and began to pet his head. What else could she do ... ?