Chapter 12
It did no good to run away. For he was on her tail quickly.
"When I want to fuck you a certain way," he told her, "I do it. I'm boss around here. My name is Albert. You'd better get acquainted with me."
Albert grabbed her.
"Maybe I should stick my prick up your ass hole with the French tickler on it. That might be even more fun."
Realizing how painful that would be, Dianne shook her head.
"No, Albert, no," she begged for mercy. "I'll do it your way. Yes, I'll be glad to."
"That's more like it," he smiled. "Now let's have a good time."
It didn't take Albert long to accommodate his lusts. For Dianne's will had been depleted. Going back to the bed, the beautiful girl stretched out. Patting her pussy, she pretended she wanted Albert to fuck her. At least it was better to have it gliding into her there than anywhere else, she reasoned.
All at once she felt him stabbing away. The French tickler did not feel good. It rubbed her the wrong way. However, she tried not to show her displeasure.
Reaching up, Dianne gripped Albert's shoulders. Her hands eased down to grip his curving ass cheeks. She squeezed his bare buttocks as she tried her best to accommodate him.
"Beautiful," Albert panted as he pumped his thick, long penis into her.
Then he began torturing her. He pressed his lips against hers. Suddenly he was sucking on her lips. Before she knew what was happening, he was biting her lower lip. She hated the sensation that was being generated. But she couldn't make him stop. She felt blood trickling at her lip as he bit hard.
Finally he pulled away. And then he Frenched her face as he finished fucking her pussy.
His hot juices exploded in her vagina. Her vagina muscles hastily gripped on his penis. She wanted to do all in her power to please him.
"Yes, yes," she told him, "that's the way. Love me."
He was extremely delighted to accommodate her request. But it bothered him that she was being difficult sometimes.
At last he got his rocks off. She was grateful for that.
When he had finished accommodating his bizarre lusts, he eased off.
"I always like to try the girls out, too," he told her. "I like to see how good they're performing."
"Well, I hope you're satisfied," she said with a cryptic tone in her voice.
It bothered him that she was so abrupt. But he decided not to make a fuss about it.
Finally it was time to get some sleep. But the next morning when she woke up, Vicky was back.
"The girls all have exercises," she told her, "and you have them, too. Here's a dildo. You've got to keep your pussy muscles working."
"I think I get enough exercise," Dianne shook her head.
"This is important," Vicky insisted. "You've got to grab at that plastic penis as it pushes into you. It will keep the muscles in tone. Men don't want a loose fuck. They want it tight. Do you understand?"
She nodded.
"Well," Vicky shook her head, "begin."
"Do I have to do it when you're here?"
Vicky nodded and smiled.
"Yes," she nodded. "I'm a lesbian. That's why I'm working here. That's how I get my kicks. I'll finger myself while you fuck yourself."
Vicky threw her skirt up. She didn't have any panties on. She started fingering herself as she watched Dianne stabbing the long plastic cock into her vagina.
"You're doing it nice," she observed, "but I could help you, honey." Dianne shook he head.
"That's all right," Dianne smiled nervously. "I think I'm capable of doing it. Thank you ever so much."
"Don't mention it," she laughed. "But I do insist, -my dear."
Vicky did insist. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she reached for the plastic dildo. She inserted it into Dianne.
"Now you're doing it," she told her. "You wiggle back. As I stab it into you, you shove back. That's the way, baby. Just keep it up."
She was getting a big charge out of it. It was obvious to Dianne that this was her way. Before she knew what was happening, however, Dianne had stopped doing it. She undressed and pulled out her own strapped dildo.
She really enjoyed doing it. She went over to her and smiled.
"Baby," she told her, "you're really gonna get fucked. I know how to do it."
Stretching out over her, Vicky shoved the dildo into her vagina.
"How does that feel?"
"All right," Dianne told her.
"It's better than just all right," Vicky warned her. "Other women tell me I'm terrific. And you'd better find it that way, too."
Feeling victimized if she didn't flatter her female lover, she instantly began complimenting her..
"Why, yes," she nodded, "it does feel real good. Give it to me."
The other woman was doing it to her now with wild jabs.
"Keep it up," Vicky begged. "Shove back to meet me."
She pushed back to meet the driving dildo jabs. This really excited her.
The two women were struggling to reach a mutual climax.
"Keep fucking me," Vicky demanded roughly. "And brush those big boobs of yours across mine. Ohhh, that feels super. I love having another woman's breasts crushing on mine. Yes, yes."
The erotic thrills that they felt now were bringing them to a juicy climax.
"Ohhh, wow!" she told her. "That is fantastic. Oh, baby, keep it up."
Suddenly they were juicing. Vicky pressed her big sensuous lips against Dianne's mouth. Dianne opened her mouth, figuring it might give her a charge to French her. It did. Dianne's tongue found hers and they did a love duet.
Finally Dianne eased the big dildo out of her.
"You're good, you know that."
"Thank you," Dianne said limply.
Dianne figured it was best to keep a low profile. Maybe she could find someone that would help her out of her terrible situation.
That night as the different customers came, she figured she might find out who was sensitive and considerate enough to help her make her escape. At last she did find one man she thought she could work on. He was a nervous young fellow who did. seem sensitive.
"Randy," she told him, "what do you want me to do to you?"
"Just about everything," he told her. "I haven't had too much experience. The guys at the base are always kidding me. I've got to jump in some time."
"Are you a virgin, Randy?" she smiled.
"Yes," he confessed, "but don't tell anybody. They will never quit razzing me."
"Of course not," she told him. "I wonder if you could help me."
"First I want you to fuck and suck me," he told her. "Would you give me a blow job?"
"It would be a pleasure," she told him.
Randy began undressing. He was another Navy man.
"Randy," she told him as she reached for his cock, "I've got to talk to you."
"First, baby," he told her, "I want you to lick and suck me."
She bent over and let her tongue gently slide along Randy's long, thick penis.
"Suck it," he whispered. "Suck my cock."
Finally she pulled her mouth off his penis.
"Now what the fuck did you do that for?" he demanded nervously. "Just when I was really enjoying it. Aren't you gonna finish?"
She nodded and smiled at him.
"Yes," she nodded, "I'm gonna finish. But first, listen to me. You've got to."
Randy did listen to her.
"I'm a prisoner here," she whispered. "I can't get out."
"Don't give me your hard-luck story," he told her. "Just start licking me. That's what I paid for. The whole thing. You're supposed to suck my ass and lick my balls, too. Don't try to get out of it."
"Forget your selfish self for a minute," she told him.
"You'll lick everything?" he asked her. "If I listen to your hard-luck tale you'll lick my asshole?"
"Yes," she assured him. "I'll lick your nuts, I'll lick your ass, I'll suck it out. But you've got to listen."
"I'm all ears," he nodded.
Dianne was trembling now.
"They can hear us," she told him, "and we have to be careful. Very careful." He nodded.
"You mean they've got it wired?"
She nodded and whispered.
"I got picked up because I had some grass on me," she explained, "and they threw me in jail. I asked my folks to come and get me. They wouldn't. They hate me. The only way I could figure it out was this. I thought perhaps I could find somebody with a heart who would get me out of here."
Randy nodded and smiled at her.
"So we both have a problem," he admitted candidly. "I'm afraid to have sex with a woman. I'm afraid to explore and do everything. So if you can get me over my fear so I can be a real stud fuck, then I will help you. I won't say another word about it."
"Don't," she whispered. "I'll just give you sex and then take me with you to the taxi. Some way, somehow we've got to do it."
At this point the young sailor removed all of his clothes. He lay back on the bed and raised up his legs and parted them.
"Get down there and start licking my butt now. You said you would."
Dianne knew that she'd better give Randy the best ass suck of her life. For her survival might depend on it.
Reaching under Randy's curving ass cheeks, she let her tongue gently caress his behind. He reached for his cock and began jerking appropriately.
"Ohhh, I like it when your tongue licks at me there," he admitted. "That's beautiful. Just keep it up. Yes. Keep it up."
The keen, erotic pleasure that he felt now had him trembling.
"Suck my asshole," he begged her. "Suck it."
Passionately and with great erotic feeling, Diane sucked on Randy's behind. It could spell the way to her freedom and she knew it.
When she finished tongue fucking him, she let her tongue gently caress at his testicles. Opening her mouth, she let him ease them in. She sucked on them gently. He thrilled to this erotic feeling. And then she licked the underside of his shaft, finally slipping her mouth smoothly over the head of his penis.
She fastened her lips on the head of his penis and sucked smoothly.
"That's beautiful," he whispered. "Yes, I love it."
As her head bobbed up and down on his cock, he reached for her. He shoved her down hard.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way. You're doing it just fine."
She continued thrilling and entertaining him.
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "that's the way. Now you're doing it. Keep it up."
He was getting more and more aroused.
"Eat me," he told her. "Swallow my stuff."
Gripping her head now he shoved up hard. His cock exploded. His sweet, thick cream shot down her throat. She gulped. He loved it. When she pulled off his penis he still had a hard-on.
"I want to put it in your pussy," he panted.
It didn't take her long. Dianne slid up. She let herself slide down over his thick, long penis. His hands gripped her buttocks. She bent over and brushed her bosoms across his chest. Randy fucked vigorously.
"Wow!" he told her. "Is that ever fantastic. Oh, baby, you're really screwing me now. Fuck me."
She continued pumping up and down. He loved it.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's the way. Ohhh, I love it."
The erotic thrills flashed through her body. She was getting hotter every second.
"Eat me," he told her. "Press your lips on mine."
Opening his mouth, Randy let his tongue flip back and forth. She sucked on his tongue. He shot his gun off in her pussy.
He'd made it twice now and she figured it was time that they leave. But he wasn't through.
"Baby, let me stick my prick up your ass," he told her.
When she had pulled her vagina off his cock, she observed it was slick with their love juices. She got on the floor on all fours and bent over. Immediately, Randy got behind her. Gripping her buttocks he eased himself between her ass cheeks. He plunged in hard.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "you are going to get fucked."
Penetrating her asshole, he rammed forcefully.
"Beautiful," he whispered, "that's the way. Now, now."
His rock-hard cock continued riding into her. She loved the erotic sensations that were being generated in her body.
"Twist your ass around," he told her. "That's the way to do it. Yes. Now you're doing it. I love it, baby."
When Randy finally eased himself out of her slick asshole she got to her feet quietly. Silently she slid into her clothes. He nodded and understood.
"This won't be easy," she whispered.
They got out of the room all right. Then carefully they walked down the balcony.
"There's a taxi over there," Randy told her. "Let's get that."
They walked to the taxi. They got in it and Randy told the man to drive away. Just they they heard loud voices. There was another taxi following behind them.
"If you can beat them to the border," Randy told the driver, "I will give you fifty dollars."
The Mexican gunned the engine. He sped through the downtown Tijuana traffic.
"Randy," Dianne smiled at him, "you're saving me. Oh, I love you for this. I do. Oh, Randy, you're wonderful."
Randy wrapped his arms lovingly around Dianne.
"You don't know what you've done for me. I was scared as hell. I can go back to the base now and not be afraid to tell them what I've done. You're beautiful."
It pleased him that she had gotten him over the virgin status. And he was more than eager to repay her. But their flight to the border was not an easy one. Traffic was snarling now.
"Do you think we'll make it?" he asked the taxi driver anxiously.
"Yes, senor," the taxi driver replied, "we'll make it. Fifty dollars says we'll make it."
Randy took out a fifty-dollar bill to motivate him. At least they were at the border. Glancing over her shoulder, Dianne could see their pursuers getting farther and farther behind them in the traffic. She heaved a deep sigh of relief as she realized that she was free of the terrible ordeal she had suffered.