Chapter 12
"Come! Ooh, come you, bastard!" Mae Lee sang out and I knew that for once she was getting a good enough fuck to please her, at least for a time.
"Christ! two animals in heat!" Lenny said, as he rose to his feet and slipped one arm around Wanda's narrow waist, as he turned to watch the way his pal's naked black buttocks were rising and falling above the lush Mae Lee who was crushed there beneath his bulk in that narrow booth.
Mae Lee had come at least four times, or so it seemed. It was hard for a person just watching Mae Lee get fucked good to keep a correct count of the times she actually did reach a full orgasm. That bitch loved being fucked so much she had a way of making the simple act of getting a cock shoved deep into her cunt appear to give her an orgasm.
"Well, well," a strange voice said and when Lenny and I turned towards the open door of the diner we saw two state troopers standing there.
"I knew the kids used this place from time to time to do some real heavy necking but this gang type orgy has got to be one for the record books," the youngest of the two officers said and his eyes were moving over Wanda's naked young body.
"Hey! that's the Blake kid that was reported missing," the older of the two exclaimed. "Her old man's a D.A. up North somewhere and real worried about her having run off."
"Are you Wanda Blake, honey?" the younger officer asked though he didn't take his eyes off Wanda which was no surprise really for any man was bound to enjoy looking at such a lovely, naked young girl as Wanda Blake, even if he did happen to be a stupid state trooper.
"Yes!" Wanda cried pulling away from Lenny and rushing to pick up the thin clothing he'd stripped from her as though she'd just became aware of the fact that she was totally naked.
"So the kid didn't just run off like the old man of hers seemed to think," the older officer said more to himself than to anyone else and I knew Harold Blake was too proud to tell the world that his wife had been raped before his very eyes, his only daughter kidnapped.
"I'm afraid your sheriff is going to hear a story from that lovely innocent child that will stand his hair on end," I said for I figured my boat was sinking so fast that for once in my life I could be a nice guy and give the law a hand. "What she needs is a good bath, a good meal, and then a real good night's sleep before being questioned."
"Would these by any chance belong to the bitch getting fucked in that booth?" the younger officer asked pulling Mae Lee's torn blouse and rather dirty pants from behind his back. "We found them laying at the foot of the pumps back there at the filling station."
"I knew you cops would head right for this place when those clothes were found," Lenny said in a bitter tone of voice. "I think Pete flipped his cork sticking around here long enough to fuck that slant-eyed, bitch."
"Is this place really that well known?" I asked the youngest of the two officers for he seemed friendlier, more willing to talk freely.
"This area has become overrun with a number of bike gangs during the last six months," he replied. "Those boys like to pick up sweet young teen-age girls who don't know any better and bring them up here where they can have a blast gang-banging them."
"I've read about what a girl goes through when one of those gangs picks her up and gangbangs her," I said glad that we'd had only Lenny and Pete to worry about. "We stopped at that filling station for gas. That bitch in the booth began making love, if you could call it that, to the child to keep her from crying out for help. These two boys smelled the scent of sex and got carried away by it, as I did myself not too long ago as you will learn from the child."
"He didn't have to leave her clothes laying back there on the ground," Lenny moaned more to himself than anyone for my confession had shocked the two troopers more than what they could see taking place in that booth with their own eyes. "Shit! It was as if that slant-eyed bitch put a hex on him once she rolled her eyes at the poor bastard." So it seemed that I wasn't the only one who felt that Mae Lee was something a little more than just a real fucking bitch.
"Aaah, eeek! I've found it at last! I've found the, the fountain of youth," Mae Lee suddenly cried out shattering the thoughts of the two officers who had been startled so by my shocking confession they had forgotten to keep an eye on the fucking that was taking place over in the booth. "It's been hidden all these centuries in that big black cock."
"Shit!" the youngest trooper said and there was pure disgust in his tone of voice. "What does getting fucked by a real man do to her?"
"That bitch was so aroused before the black bastard started to fuck her that she should have reached an orgasm when the tip of his cock slipped into her cunt," I told the younger trooper seeing all too clearly that he didn't care for the idea of a black bastard fucking a white woman, no matter what sort of bitch she might be.
Pete's ass seemed to have stopped its movement so that it appeared to be just hanging there in mid-air. I could only make a guess but I figured the black bastard was letting those skilled lips of Mae Lee's highly trained cunt do the work of milking the last of his come from his big cock. Only after having felt those skilled cunt lips milking his cock dry of every last drop could any man know how highly trained they really were. It came as a bit of shock the first time. I should have known how much of a shock if anyone did. After all look at the kind of mess being grateful to that bitch had gotten me into.
I tore my eyes from the booth where the fucking was taking place and glanced around to see what Wanda was doing. There had been a time there when the child had gotten worked up seeing a man, even one she knew, fuck Mae Lee. Perhaps she'd learned that she'd been foolish to worry so about the older woman for she had dressed, and moved to one of the stools at the old counter where she seemed to be sitting and waiting to see what was going to happen next.
"There, now at last you know what a really good fuck is, bitch," Pete said at last and began pulling back off of Mae Lee feeling for the floor with his feet.
"I hope that was a good enough fuck to last you for a few years, pal," Lenny hissed in a cold tone of voice, as Pete pushed his big body upward and regained his feet.
"Now don't get pissed off," Pete said turning slowly. "Shit! that bitch cow," his voice failed him right in the middle of his sentence when he turned slowly to find himself looking at two state troopers. "Oh, man!"
"You left the bitch's clothes laying at the foot of the gas pumps, bastard," the youngest trooper hissed tossing Mae Lee's pants to Pete.
"Better slip into these, bitch," Pete said tossing the pants over his shoulder to Mae Lee who was just sitting up and taking a look around. "Unless you'll even fuck with the law."
"What self-respecting white man would fuck a bitch after her cunt got all stretched out of shape by a black cock?" the older of the two troopers asked.
"Ooh, my," Mae Lee cooed, as she slid from the booth and put on a real show of pulling those soiled, tight pants up over those lush thighs, over those delightfully full hips of hers that were so lovely even those two state troopers had to admire them, the naked lust showing in their eye. Oh, they might not have approved of the kind of bitch she was but after all they were only two normal males. No normal male could take a good look at Mae Lee while she was slowly dressing without feeling that lust creeping through their veins.
"You better go out to the car and call for the wagon," the older trooper said. "We'll let the kid ride with us so she don't get fucked in the rear of the wagon."
"Good idea," the younger trooper agreed. "Sure you can keep both those punks in line."
"Use your cuffs and fasten them to that other post," the older trooper said coldly trying hard not to look at the swaying nipples of Mae Lee's big, naked tits.
"Would you do me one big favor?" Mae Lee cooed, as the younger trooper moved Pete and Lenny over close to the second booth, made them each put an arm around the center post of the booth so he might lock their wrist together. "Pd like to get an extra blouse from the station wagon. I mean how's it going to look for me to be seen getting out of your paddy wagon half naked like this?"
"Okay, bitch!" the older trooper snapped and I had a feeling he'd played right into that bitch's hands just the way all men seemed to. Shit! I had been in hopes she'd run into two men she couldn't wrap around her little finger with such ease.
The younger trooper made sure that neither of the punks could move more than a few feet with their arms locked together behind the post as they were. He grinned when he decided he'd done a good job on the punks and taking Mae Lee firmly by the elbow headed for the door.
I came very close to telling the older trooper that he'd be wise to move closer to that door so he could keep an eye on his pal and Mae Lee. I decided I'd only get told to keep my dirty mouth shut anyway so that's what I did. So let Mae Lee wave the nipples of her big tits under the young trooper's nose and try to wind him around her little finger, or should I have said one of those nipples.
"We both thinkin' the same things," Pete said after having made sure neither he or Lenny could move freely enough to make the risk worthwhile when it came to making a try at getting their hands on that state trooper, or his gun.
"You think that broad would try anything that stupid?" I asked making a note of the fact that I could have kicked that boy right in the nuts he was standing so close. Shit! I was one doomed man as it was so why pull something stupid like that and really get myself in hot water over my head.
"Yah, know what I mean, man," Pete said. "That young trooper is going to find out how really dry a bitch can milk his cock when he starts fucking around with that one. She milks every ounce of sex there is right out of a man."
"Don't you two ever think about anything other than sex?" the trooper asked and I knew he was going to have some fun with the black boy once there weren't a lot of good white people around to watch the show.
"You ever know a colored bastard who did?" Lenny asked in that same bitter tone of voice. "I worked with him nearly six months and his eyes nearly stripped every broad who drove into that station."
"Watch it with the big mouth, pal," Pete said and there was a coolness in his tone of voice that said Lenny wouldn't be too smart to get caught alone with his one-time buddy for a while at least. "Just remember this caper was all your bright idea."
"I'm afraid he's right you know," I said and watched Pete look up in surprise. "Right now you're doing a slow burn because you didn't get to fuck that little virgin sitting at the counter like you'd planned on doing."
"Yah, all I did was get so hot looking at that slant-eyed bitch and from the way she was lookin' at me I clean forgot her clothes." Pete said and he sounded bitter. "Shit! I'll bet she planned on that when she stripped so willingly for us, even went into that little dance step while removing her clothes."
So that made three of us who had the feeling that when Mae Lee rolled her eyes at a man the gentleman was in real, big trouble. I no longer felt stupid for having once wondered if my act of kidnapping Wanda hadn't come from that bitch in the first place. Perhaps we'd know shortly if Mae Lee had any magic powers when it came to getting police officers to do as she wished.
There was nothing more to say after Pete had made his statement and the diner became strangely silent. It was almost as though we were all, even the trooper, waiting to see what Mae Lee was going to pull next. The sudden roaring of the station wagon's powerful engine wasn't any real surprise. Of course there was the sound of spinning tires as the big car took off at top speed, the cries of the young state trooper that were followed by the sound of two shots. Hell, the poor fool had to make the whole thing look as good as he could.
"We knew that'd happen didn't we?" Pete asked and those dark eyes of his were glowing. "Those two bastards were going to have a lot of fun kicking my black ass later on but now they don't dare even think of doing such a thing."
"You're talking real big black boy," the older trooper said but there was no real meaning in the tone of his voice.
"The fuck I am," Pete hissed. "You lay one hand on my ass and I let the press find out your friend was out there all alone with that white bitch long enough to have fucked her real good before she made her break."
"You got it made," I said to Pete and wished I could feel the same way about my own fate but knew there wasn't too much hope for me. I'd be going back home and there would be Harold Blake, just waiting to toss the whole book at me.
That Harold Blake turned out to be a bigger bastard than I'd ever dreamed he could be. He'd reported Wanda as a runaway so nobody would learn what had taken place there at his home the night I'd kidnapped her. There was a big election coming up and the last thing Harold Blake wanted was for the voters to know how yellow he really was.
That bastard wanted to win that election so bad he offered me a deal. I got off with spending two years in the state pen for being a second story man after I'd sworn to keep my big mouth shut tight. Sure, I took the deal man, it was either that or go up the river for kidnapping and rape.
Those two years are over, I'm a free man who has spent a lot of time thinking about what happened following my visit to the Harold Blake home that night. Looking back on all that I know my biggest mistake was in not taking Wanda and heading right for my meeting with Norris. Taking that lovely innocent child to see Mae Lee because I'd felt I'd owed her for a few past favors had been real stupid. It had been after Mae Lee had learned the child was still a virgin that everything had begun to go wrong.
I'm still not sure that Mae Lee hadn't been the one to plant a few ideas in the back of my mind. Oh, I know it sounds foolish in this day and age to be talking about witchcraft but I have that feeling. She did know how much I hated Harold Blake, that I'd planned on kidnapping his lovely daughter and selling the child to Norris. She could have whispered softly into my ear while I was fucking her and I'd hardly have been aware of the sound of her voice. Remember the way she handled that big colored boy, even that young state trooper?
I've learned that Wanda has spent the better part of the last two years in a boarding school for girls. Oh, that Harold Blake turned out to be a real stinker as well as yellow. He couldn't run the risk of having the girl around home. There was just no telling what she might do after learning all those dirty tricks from Mae Lee and myself. If Wanda got into trouble that could be the end of Harold Blake's days in public office.
I'll never know how Mae Lee made out when she reached Norris all alone and had to confess that she'd lost the big prize she'd promised to deliver. I've never really worried about how she made out though, for she had proved to be a young lady who could take care of herself. Any man who fucked her good once was willing to give her a break. Remember she got away from that young state trooper didn't she?
I go out now and then and get a little excitement by slipping up a fire escape and forcing open a second-floor window to gain entrance to a plush new apartment building. It's called being a second-storey man. I really don't need the money from that sort of thing any longer, it's the thrill I'm after these days. I've learned how to make more money by writing books about my sexual adventures as a second-storey man.
I still fuck all the pretty young chicks I can talk into it for sex is something no man should ever be without over too long a period of time. All that good come in his cock might dry up on him and weigh him down so he'd hardly be able to move at all.
I don't ask any broad to fuck for free these days. I either spend a lot of money on entertaining her before we go to bed or slip her fifteen bucks the following morning. I don't want any part of this so called free sex jazz going around. Look at all the trouble it got me into.
It's just not worth it in the long run. Fucking a good-looking broad is just as much fun when you've paid for it, or plan to as it is when you think it's for free. It's really not you know.
Sex is never free my friend. Shouldn't I have learned at least that much from Mae Lee?
Hell yes!