Chapter 6

Mark sat on the comer of the bed, his head floating in a never-neverland of cocaine bliss as he watched the two girls who were still standing embrace.

The manner in which Tammy's blonde hair mingled with Pinky's red locks painted an interesting picture of contrasts. They held each other tightly, and pressed their lips together. The writer found it extremely exciting to watch to lovely women make love.

He could see their tongues move sensuously over each other's. His penis was erect and straning to break free from the bonds of his trousers as Tammy slid her hand inside Pinky's blouse and caressed the lovely woman's breasts.

Pinky did the same, and they stood before Mark, their mouths glued together passionately, while their hands squeezed and caressed warm breast flesh.

Tammy carefully unbuttoned the redhead's silver blouse and pulled it off Pinky's shoulders. Mark stared anxiously at the firm young breasts. Her flesh was creamy white, and smooth. And her nipples were a pastel pink. He wondered if he would have an opportunity to press his warm mouth over those lovely tits.

Now and then Pinky cast the writer a loving, sensual look, and he felt excitement. And hope.

As long as Tammy didn't get jealous, everything would work out fine. Mark was hoping that the blonde was stoned enough not to care about anything. He wished that Tammy would become her old vulnerable self, but he was afraid she would never relinquish her upper hand.

Pinky unfastened Tammy's blouse, and pulled it off her. They stood bare chested before each other, pressing their firm nipples together, and kissing each other on the throat, and mouth. They were all becoming extremely hot, and excited.

Tammy guided the redhead to the far side of the bed out of reach of the writer and laying Pinky gently down on her back, she pulled the woman's spiked heels off, and unfastened the top of her slacks.

Pinky, with the assistance of the pert blonde, wriggled out of her tight pants, and lay nude, but for her very skimpy white silk panties.

Mark was finding it hard to control himself, witnessing such divine beauty. The room was filled with the scent of hot sexuality. He could feel it drifting up into his nostrils. It was the smell the hot pungent aroma of pussy. He couldn't wait to put his mouth against Pinky's pussy.

Tammy pulled her skirt off, climbed out of her garter belt and stockings, and lay on the bed beside the lovely redhead. The blonde helped the redhead off with her panties, and Mark looked over at the young woman's patch of reddish pubes with hot excitement. He could feel droplets of jism begin to drip from the tip of his hungry cock.

The blonde pulled her panties off, and the two lean, lovely women lay facing each other on the bed. Mark stood, and began undressing, while the girls sucked at each other's mouth, and pressed their hot groins together.

Tammy had, purposely, positioned herself between Pinky and Mark. It was clear that she didn't want any interference.

Mark hoped that when she became hot enough, it wouldn't matter. He wanted the redhead. And he was willing to make a fuss to make it happen.

He lay naked on the bed, gently stroking his cock while the women kissed passionately, pumping wildly.

Tammy rolled the girl over on her back, and moving between her long legs, pumped her, while her lips and tongue caressed the firm pink nipples.

Pinky moaned with pleasure, and looked over at Mark. She stared at his huge erection, and licking her lips, winked at him, with lust. Tammy slowly worked her way down the woman's front, licking her belly, and toying with her navel, and then came to rest in the sensual warmth of the pubic triangle.

Pinky's thighs were spread wide, and Tammy had her hands beneath her ass globes, running her tongue over the sensitive inner pussy lips, and taking the firm, red-hot clitoris in her mouth. The young redhead moaned with intense desire as Tammy ministered to her vaginal needs. '

She writhed about on the bed, with her knees drawn up high. Mark couldn't stand it any longer, and moving over to the lovely redhead's side, he kissed her gently on the mouth.

Her lips were hot, and as she parted her mouth, so did he. Their tongues met in a scalding glossal embrace, and they were soon moaning with pleasure in each other's mouths.

Tammy, though obviously aware of what was happening at the head of the bed, was quite involved down below. She paid little attention.

"Let me suck your cock," Pinky whispered in Mark's ear, as her tongue slid over his ear.

Pulsating with nervous excitement, and desire, Mark pressed the head of his cock into the lovely young woman's mouth. She opened up wide to take him in, and as her teeth gently slid over the tip of his cock, he moaned with intense desire.

Farther and farther she took him in. His balls were vibrating with erotic passion, and throwing his head back, he howled like a crazed animal. She sucked much better than Pinky ever had.

It was the blow-job of all time.

Mark had positioned himself over her chest. His thighs were pressed against her breasts, and rubbed up against her firm pink nipples as he pressed his "cock in and out of her mouth.

He held her head forward, to assist in the sucking. He was moving rapidly towards the point of release and with great desire, looked forward to shooting his load into her mouth.

Pinky was nearly ready to come as well. He could tell by the way she moaned while his cock moved in and out of her mouth.

Shutting his eyes with intense passion, he plunged his cock deep into the back of her mouth, and began ejaculating. Pinky came simultaneously, so her mouth hung open while she gasped with release, and swallowed-trying not to choke.

It was an extremely sensual experience to feel her moans caress his cock, while he shot hot spunk into her mouth.

Tammy was still busy down below, licking and sucking at the first pussy of her life.

As Mark felt depleted, he collapsed beside the redhead on the bed, stroking her lovely hair, and trying to regain some composure. Tammy finished sucking at he pussy, and moved up on the bed to kiss Pinky.

"Thank you, darling," Pinky moaned, "that was a wonderful orgasm. I think I am going to like this bisexual life style."

"Me, too," Tammy giggled. "It's nice, for a change."

"I think it's quite fun, too," Mark smiled.

"Well, you really are a pervert, aren't you?"

"I think it's quite normal to enjoy watching two beautiful women make love."

"Well, I guess you deserve some extra-fun," Tammy said. "Are you getting bored with me in bed?"

"No more than you are with me," he replied.

"Well, I think I could use a nice orgasm right about now," Tammy said.

"It would be my pleasure to suck on your pussy," Pinky smiled, sitting up in bed.

Tammy rolled over on her back, and spreading her legs wide, awaited the sensation of Pinky's lips on her pussy.

"Oh, dear," the young blonde moaned, "I think I am going to like this a lot."

Pinky had stationed herself between Tammy's legs, and was kissing the blonde-covered pussy with hot desire.

The redhead's mouth was pressed tightly to the blonde's box, and moving off the bed, Mark walked around and stared with hunger at Pinky's rear.

The redhead had a lovely ass. She had her legs slightly parted, as she rested on her knees, and looking up between her thighs, he could see the rear of her pussy, and her pink anus.

It was a lovely sight the soft, nearly pinkish-red pubes curling about the sweet young vagina. The anus was very tight and puckered, and invited his tongue.

Mark climbed up on the end of the bed, and feeling his cock come back to life, with super-human ardor, he knelt low, and spread Pinky's globes apart.

Pressing his mouth to her moistened snatch, he ran his tongue slowly about the entry hall of pleasure, and then probed deep inside. She moaned into Tammy's cunt, while she wriggled her ass about against Mark's probing tongue.

It was obvious she was in seventh heaven.

Slowly, Mark worked his tongue up towards the pink rosebud. He licked her anus, feeling his cock ache with desire to be inside. It was apparent by the way her anus puckered tight, that she was unused to anal stimulation.

He persisted, however, and as his tongue slid inside her anus, she murmured with pleasure. He began fucking her in the ass with his tongue, and she returned his tongue strokes.

Moving his hand before her, he touched her clitoris, and found it firm with passion.

He frigged her while he continued moving his tongue in and out of the tight opening.

She was beginning to sigh, while she sucked Tammy, in a manner that let him know she was enjoying herself immensely.

Pulling his tongue out of the deep, dank hole, Mark pressed the tip of his rod against the opening, and the redhead tried to pull away. It was then clearly evident that this was going to be her deflowering.

"Be gentle," Pinky lifted her mouth from Tammy's pussy, and pleaded.

"Is he fucking around with your ass-hole that pervert!"

"Oh, it's alright," Pinky sighed, "there has to be a first time."

"I'll be gentle," Mark said.

"That's what he always says," Tammy said sarcastically.

"I trust him," Pinky said.

"Well that makes one of us," Tammy said.

Pinky wriggled her ass about, to let the fellow know she was enjoying herself, and returned to sucking at the blonde's opening.

Mark dipped his rod into the redhead's pussy both to make her hot, and to lubricate his stick. He liked Pinky, and didn't want to hurt her. But he wanted desperately to be in her ass-hole.

Pushing his cock slowly in and out of her tight pussy, Mark had to fight a tendency not to bring himself to orgasm. The sensation inside the redhead's box was lovely.

She was tight, and obviously was not nympho. Sex was something special to the girl. He could tell by how narrow her pussy was.

She was groaning with pleasure while he fucked her. His cock plowed in and out of her pussy, and only seconds before he felt like shooting, he pulled out.

He sat on the bed, breathing deeply, trying to regain his composure, desirous of having some fun in the woman's anus.

Mark could tell by the way Tammy was groaning, that she wasn't far from release.

He climbed back up on his knees, and pressed the tip of his rod against her behind.

It was a tight fit, so he shoved his penis back into the vagina, coated it with hot juice, and then pressed again up against the opening. It was going to be a difficult entry.

He reached before her and began toying with her clit, helping her to relax, and then pressed very gently inside.

He could tell by the way she flexed her muscles that she was feeling nervous about the sodomy.

Mark slowed his entry, concentrating on her clitoris. When she was again wriggling her ass about, and moaning with pleasure, he pressed on ahead.

Slowly but surely he entered her rectum. Inch by inch he slid inside, feeling the hot, smooth passion of her anal wall.

"Oh, my sweet Jesus," Tammy began screaming. "I'm coming,"

By the sounds she was making, it was obvious that Tammy was experiencing a fine orgasm.

Mark was happy she was taken care of. While Pinky continued to suck gently at the blonde's pussy, he pressed deeper and deeper into Pinky's rectum.

She was pumping him now, growing accustomed to the feeling of cock in the ass.

As Tammy finished her orgasm, she slid out from beneath the redhead, and lit a cigarette, finding it interesting to watch Mark take pleasure in her behind.

And Mark was definitely enjoying himself.

His cock moved slowly in and out of the tight behind, and he could feel his jism begin to boil. It was a lovely sensation.

Pinky whipped around on the bed, thrusting her behind up firmly against the intruding cock. Seconds later, he ejaculated into her ass. He groaned with intense pleasure as he felt his hot spunk shoot madly about inside of her.

She purposely squeezed her anal muscles down on his stick purposely milking him, helping him to enjoy himself. He appreciated her concern. It was quite a contrast to the manner in which Tammy treated him sexually.

When at last he was depleted, he pulled his stick from the redhead's behind, and collapsed on the bed.

Everyone was in a good mood, and after some small talk, they all got under the covers and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Pinky was up early. She had to go to a shooting, and Mark prepared breakfast while the two women showered together.

At breakfast, Pinky was rather aloof, and cool towards Mark. Which led him to believe that Tammy had said something to her. He was pissed, but didn't want to make a scene.

After Pinky left, Mark pouted some, but wasn't in the mood to make a scene with the young blonde. He felt himself quite enamored with Pinky, and his mind was on her. He felt that she liked him as well. And that Tammy was making a scene out of jealousy. Only six more months remained before she turned eighteen, and he would be free of the risk of going to prison for child abuse.

"Well, are you going to drive up to Buffalo with me today?"

"Oh, I forgot all about that," he said. "It thought I would work on my book."

"You can do that any old time," she sniffed. "I really would appreciate it. My father can really be a bastard."

"Daughter like father," he said under his breath.

"What did you say?"

"I said it would be a pleasure," he lied. After they were dressed, Tammy called down to the garage, to have her Rolls Royce Corniche convertible brought around. She was quite proud of the white car. She had ordered it especially from the factory with a white top, and white leather interior. She was a rich little girl now, and could well afford it.

She never let Mark drive the car, however. She called it "her baby."

The drive was pleasant. They listened to music as the car rode quietly and smoothly along the highway. Once off the island of Manhattan, Mark relaxed, glad to be away from the pressures of the concrete jungle. "Don't you want to talk?" Tammy smiled. "About what."

"About Pinky."

"What about her."

"You like her a lot, don't you."

"She's a nice kid," he said, staring out at the mountains and the trees and watching a a bird fly slowly, placidly by.

"I think you like her more than me," Tammy smiled. "But I fixed that."

"Oh, how did you fix that."

"Well, the line she's modeling for now is mine," Tammy smiled. "And it's a $20,000 shooting contract. There's not a lot of modeling work going around these days, and she needs it. I told her to keep her hands off you."

"And what did she say?"

"She agreed," the blonde smiled, viciously.

"Oh."

"Is that all you have to say?"

"What do you want a fight?"

"Not really. I just wanted to make sure we understood one another."

"I think I understand you perfectly well," Mark smiled, trying to control the venom that was boiling in him. "But tell me this: why do you stay with me. It's obvious you can't stand me."

"You're fun to play with."

"You mean to torment."

"Well, what ever it is," she smiled, "it's fun."

"You know, if it wasn't for that contract," his lip began to quiver with hate, "I think I would have tossed you out long ago."

"Then, who would you have to understand you?"

"Oh, and so you understand me so well?"

"I try."

"Bullshit!"

"See, you are trying to pick a fight."

"Just forget it," he said. "No, I don't want to forget it. I think we should have an understanding."

"What's there to understand. You are a selfish, sadistic little bitch, and I can't even be myself with you."

"And what is this great self you are hiding?"

"Do you remember how I wanted to help you once upon a time?"

"So, you helped me. But you also made me pay for it with my body."

"Okay," he smiled, "I'll admit that. But there was also a friendhip. There was a kinship between us."

"Sure, and there still is. Only I'm the one who takes care of you these days. I pay the bills and so, I call the shots."

"I don't know what happened to you, Tammy. You used to be such a sweet person. I had a lot of emotional concern for you. I liked you. Is it the success and the money?"

"I'm just being me," she laughed. "I couldn't before. Money, and position has given me the power to act out my personality. You have helped me along the way, but you are just so much excess baggage."

"Than why do you stay with me?"

"I guess maybe I'm sick, like you. You taught me to like being a sadist."

"When was I a sadist?"

"You put me through a lot of shit when we first met."

"You mean because I wanted to have sex with you? I loved you. I wanted to help you. How is that sadistic?"

"You liked having me dependent on you."

"Only in that I felt like a husband to you. I wanted to shield you and nourish you. I bought you clothes, and I was the one who got the job for you. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be driving this car. You would probably be on the Bowery."

"I doubt it," she laughed. "If it wasn't you, it would have been someone else."

"I just don't believe you."

"It's reality, sugar," she laughed. "Start believing."

"You are a witch!"

"Not at all, I simply live in a world of reality, and you choose to reside in a world of illusion."

"Is it illusion that I loved you?"

"It was never love. And besides love is a fantasy. I wanted your money, and the doors you could open for me, and you wanted my body. It seems like a pretty clear-cut picture to me."

"I'm feeling rather sick suddenly," he said. "Do you mind pulling off the Toad?"

"I want to make Buffalo before night," she said. "Just take some deep breaths, you'll be alright."

"No, I think I'm going to throw-up."

"What's wrong, baby did little Tammy upset you so terribly?"

"Yea, you make me sick to the stomach," he shouted. "Now pull off the road, or I'll do it for you."

"Don't order me around."

Suddenly, the young man screamed in anger, and pulling the wheel from her grip, veered the car onto the shoulder of the road.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to kill us!"

"You maniac!" she screamed. "Okay, okay, let go. I'll pull the car off the road."

He let go of the wheel, and the young bitch steered the car onto the soft shoulder.

"Not here."

"Where?"

"Drive down that dirt road. I need to be away from traffic and noise and all of this madness."

"How long are you going to take to puke."

"As long as it takes."

She didn't say anything more. She was satisfied with the temper tantrum she had instituted.

"This is fine," he said.

Tammy pulled the car over beside a large tree on the side of the rural area, There was no sign of life around. It was still early in the afternoon, and rather warm for early spring.

Mark got out of the car and paced back and forth.

"I thought you had to throw-up?"

"Get out of the car for a second, I want to show you something."

"Oh, alright," she said with disgust, and impatience.

"What is it?"

Climbing out of the $8,0 00 car, the young blonde approached the furious young man.

"What did you want to show me?" she smiled.

"My fist," he screamed, grabbing her by the collar and throwing her against the tree. "You little rotten bitch. I've had about all I'm going to take from you."

"No, don't hurt me, please."

But he wasn't listening. With a clenched fist, he pounded her face again and again.

She screamed, but there was no one to hear.

She fell to the ground, and he began kicking her. Savagely, his boot dug into her side. She rolled herself up into a small little ball and screamed hysterically.

Falling upon her, he grabbed her by the wrists and held her down against the ground. With his hand opened, he slapped her again and again.

"Please stop," she pleaded. "This is criminal."

"I'll show you what it means to be criminal I'll kill you right here and now if you don't shut up."

"What do you want?"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson, girl."

"No, don't do this. I'll go to the police with the contract. You'll go to prison."

"I don't care of you go to the President of the United States, and have me beheaded. I've had it with you. I'm not going to take any more shit off you."

As she whimpered with horror, and fear for her life, Mark slapped her again and again.

Blood was trickling out the corner of her mouth, and her bruised and battered face was growing purple and black beneath the eyes.

Again, and again he struck her.

Surprisingly, Mark discovered that his penis was growing erect as he hit. her. Taking his vengeance was sexually satisfying.

"I'll be good," she pleaded.

"You're damn right you will!"

Dragging the girl to her feet, Mark pulled her to the willow tree.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Shut up. You'll find out soon enough."

"Oh, God," she shouted. "Help! Help!"

"If you scream like that once more, I'll pull your arm out of the socket."

She shut up.

Grabbing her by the blouse, he tore the silk material away from her body.

She covered her breasts for protection.

But Mark pulled her hands away, and began slapping her titties withoumercy.

"Oh, that hurts," she moaned. "You haven't felt anything yet. How does this feel?"

He brought his knee up against her groin with savage impact.

She groaned with pain and doubled over. He pulled her back erect, and repeated the knee blow.

Her face drained of color. She turned ghastly white. Again, and again he brought his knee crashing against her pussy.

"You're going to kill me," she moaned.

"Not really," he laughed. "But your getting warm"

"You are sick, sick, sick."

"You made me do it. I didn't want to lose my temper. I only wanted your love and friendship."

"You rotten bastard," she screamed.

"Don't talk to me like that!"