Chapter 4
Sarah turned out to be as good a cook as she was a fuck, which was saying plenty in her favor. It turned out that there were only three of us sitting around the dinner table. The two older girls were both having rather serious affairs with young men it seemed and mamma didn't care for either of those young men. Following the meal, Sarah served fresh homemade apple pie with nice hot coffee. Shit! I'd have married that black bitch that evening if Norma and Jenny hadn't been there.
"If there's one thing I like, it's a man with a good appetite when he sits down at a table," Norma Chester said, reaching under the table to put her hand on my left thigh. "A man who eats good can perform well at other tasks."
"I like a man who is nice and hungry when he crawls into bed with me," Jenny said, and giggled while she slipped one hand beneath the table to find my right thigh.
I took my time lighting my first cigarette since entering the old brownstone and smiled at first the mother and then the lovely daughter. Both of those broads were moving their hands slowly up over my thighs. At the rate those hands were moving, they were both going to reach my fly at the same time. It was very, very tempting to laugh right in their faces. Who, did they think they were kidding?
"You have nothing but sex on your mind young lady," Norma Chester said and smiled at her lovely daughter while both of those soft hands came into contact over my fly.
"You always have to be the very first," Jenny said and there was a little bitterness in the tone of her voice. "Well, for just this once I had his cock in my mouth before you felt it shoved deep into your greedy cunt."
"What have I told you about using those four-letter words at the dinner table?" Mrs. Chester asked in a crisp tone of voice, even as my fly was being unzipped, though I honestly couldn't tell which hand was doing the devilish work.
I spread my thighs wider and puffed on ray cigarette, looking both those broads in the eye in turn. My cock was already at its fullest and when those warm fingers closed around its staff, I had no problem knowing they belonged to Jenny. She'd let her mother do the work of unzipping my fly and taken the chance to get her hand inside of it first.
I had written about such things happening while sitting at my typewriter. I'd spent good money to get good-looking broads to do some strange things with me to make sure two people could do the things I claimed. What was happening there in that old brownstone was wilder than anything I'd ever dreamed up.
"Man! You're a real cool one," Jenny cooed and the way she looked at me said that I'd be the first bastard to fuck her and that I wasn't going to have to wait until she was sixteen to do it. "I was waiting for you to dash for those stairs long before I got my hand on your cock."
"Why would I do such a stupid thing as that, baby?" I asked and chuckled at their looks of surprise. "Did you two bitches really think I didn't know you were doing your best to bug the hell out of me?"
"You're a real bastard, Vance Daniels," Norma Chester said and her eyes were dancing. "I should have known it after having read all of your books."
"I write about life the way I've seen it," I said. "Sure, I get dirty. Shit! If you tell what it's really like when a man makes love to his girl or even his wife, you have to tell about the tit sucking and the shoving of the cock deep into the cunt. Unless you do, you're not telling it like it is."
"I'm glad you write so honestly, darling," Norma Chester cooed. "There are millions of other people who are glad our writers have at last been given the rights they have when it comes to telling it like it is."
I crushed my cigarette into the tray that sat near my glass of water and glanced around. I could see no signs of any other such ashtrays and wondered if that meant the Chester broads didn't smoke. Come to think of it I hadn't seen any bar there in that old brownstone and what I needed after that fine meal was one hell of a good drink.
"Would a man get tossed out of here on his ass if he asked for a good stiff drink?" I asked, pushing my chair back from the table to get my cock away from the female hands that were fighting over its staff.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, darling," Norma Chester cooed getting to her feet. "You come on into the den and I'll fix you a good drink."
"Let me fix it for him, mamma!" Jenny cried, springing quickly to her feet. "I already proved I was woman enough to give him a real drink of cunt juice."
Norma Chester slipped her arm through mine and let me feel her thigh against mine. If a stranger had glanced through one of the windows of that old brownstone, we'd have looked like any average family. Ha, some average family we were! Shit! I'd had some trouble finding that old brownstone just a few short, five hours before.
The den was a little room set back under the stairs. It was a long, narrow room with two of the walls -lined with shelves of books. Against the back wall was the bar, with a refrigerator and everything. There was even a mirror behind the bar, and three of those high stools before it. The den was empty otherwise, except for a long, low sofa and a big easy chair sitting in a semicircle before the bar.
"You might wish to spend some time in here, darling," Norma cooed and glanced towards the rows of books. "I have some very, very rare books here and they all deal with the subject you and I know so well."
"I just might take you up on that," I said, moving over to the big sofa, thinking that was one room that looked as though a man had de signed it. "Of all the rooms in this house, this one doesn't look and smell of women." I had dropped onto the sofa a little to the left and just slightly behind where Norma stood watching Jenny moving about behind the bar.
"I let a truck driver who roomed here for a while decorate this room," Norma replied softly. "Ah, there was a man who had a lot of fucking talent."
Shit! that broad couldn't keep her mind off sex for a good ten seconds. I found myself wondering how Jenny got along at school, being not only so aware of sex, but so very, very well informed on the subject. I was sure that most of her roommates would have been shocked to learn how well she could suck cock.
"Mind if I sit on your lap, darling?" Norma asked, looking back and down over her shoulder at me.
"Under my terms, bitch," I said, reaching up and gripping her slim hips firmly with both my hands to turn her so she was facing me directly. "I get to strip you bare-assed naked before you sit down."
"Aren't you afraid this room will begin to smell like sex if you do that?" she asked and giggled softly the way Jenny would have.
"I'm going to use your cunt juice for a chaser, bitch," I said and let her see all of my teeth. "Jenny is going to do the same."
She gasped sharply and would have stepped quickly back but for the firm grip I had on her. I moved my one hand to the waistband of those tight pants of hers, just the way I'd seen her do, hooked two fingers under that waistband and began to pull downward over her tight panties. I wasn't going to pull down both of those garments at once. No indeed, I was going to have myself a whole lot of fun with the bitch before she stood bare-assed naked and helpless before Jenny and myself. When she at last decided it was no use and gave up trying to pull free, I used both my hands to ease those tight pants slowly, ever so slowly down over the tight panties she wore beneath them.
"Ah, the briefest of briefs, just as I had figured," I said and chuckled softly while taking note of how nice and full the crotch of those brief panties were. Ah, the lady had a rich, full-lipped cunt from the looks of things. The kind of cunt it was a delight to drive one's cock deep into anytime.
"You ever raped a woman?" Norma asked, breathing so hard that for just once her voice didn't sound so calm.
"What makes you ask a question like that, bitch?" I asked. She was not the first woman to have asked that question.
Do you actually manage to get as much sex as you desire with a cock as greedy as yours?" she answered, with yet another question, as I eased those pants slowly down along those perfectly sculptured thighs of hers, that didn't appear to have the slightest mark or blemish anywhere on the whole of their surface.
Her legs were slim but there was a nice curve to her calves when they were bent slightly, as I learned when I lifted each of her feet from the floor to remove her shoes in turn. While I was pulling those tight pants off over her small feet, I remembered Sarah's crack about us males wearing such big shoes and had to laugh softly to myself. Once those pants were removed, I made quick work of Norma's thin blouse and the brief bra she wore, strictly for show I figured, since its cups weren't hardly big enough to cover even her pink nipples.
"Here're your drinks," Jenny said, stepping up beside her almost naked mother, watching my hands move slowly over the cone-shaped tits with their tiny pink nipples.
Once again I got the feeling that everything happening could only happen in one of my crazy kind of dreams. The idea that a woman who seemed as bright, as sharp as Norma Chester, would hold still while a man stripped her naked, then fondled her naked body in front of her own daughter, just couldn't happen anywhere but in a really way-out dream.
"I think your mother should have a good drink first, darling," I informed Jenny and was surprised to find that the tone of my voice sounded so natural.
"Man! You really are a cool number, Vance," Jenny said, as she handed her mother a tall, slim glass. "How does it feel to strip a woman naked in front of her own daughter?"
"You're going to get an idea as to how it feels, honey," I replied. "Sit that other glass down and start removing those brief panties."
Jenny just stood there for a long, long moment looking down at me. She hadn't been expecting anybody to ask her to remove her mother's panties, not even her mother had ever done that.
"Go on, baby," I said. "Just hook your fingers into the waistband of those panties the way you do your own and start rolling them downward. If it'll help, close your eyes and tell yourself you're stripping Sarah's panties off her." I felt Norma take a deep breath when she heard Jenny set down the glass as I'd instructed.
Shit! That bitch couldn't wait to feel the slim fingers of her own daughter hook into the waistband of those brief, tight panties of hers. Oh, she must have been one of the most popular whores in the business when she'd been working at it. So few of those broads who earned a living getting fucked, enjoyed sex as much as she did.
"Oh, baby!" Norma cooed softly and she wasn't talking to anyone but Jenny, for that young lady was skillfully rolling her mother's brief panties slowly, ever so slowly down over the twin globes of her slim ass.
"I'd say that Jenny could grow up to become a very fine whore," I said and gripped Norma Chester's cone-shaped tits so tight she let a sharp little cry escape from between her lips. "It's the oldest trade in the world as you should know."
"No!" Norma Chester moaned, clenching her hands into tight little fists at her sides, as her desire grew more and more demanding. "My daughters will never have to do the things I was forced to do for a living. Oh, no! They are perfect young ladies who wouldn't dream of taking money for letting some bastard fuck them good, but they're more than willing to fuck in return for a favor or two."
"You can take my word for it when I say that your daughters aren't the only young ladies who won't fuck for money, though they see nothing wrong with letting a man, who shows them a good time, banging them before the sun comes up," I said. "It's called free love, though the man really has to spend the money on a young lady of today if he hopes to make more than one trip to bed with her. So it's not really such free love when you come right down to it."
"Oh, God!" Norma Chester cried out. 'The little bitch is running the tip of her tongue back and forth over my asshole."
I got the feeling Norma Chester hadn't heard that last little speech of mine. That was a subject that I got kind of hung up about every now and then. Once I'd tried to work it into one of my books only to have my editor throw a fit. My editor, being a very sexy broad who liked getting banged right there in her plush office now and then, had felt that I gave broads a bad enough time of it in my books.
I let go of Norma's left tit and dropped my hand down to the rich, full mound of her cunt. She had. a fine, healthy growth of hair there, that looked as though it had been bleached. It was a dirty trick a bitch like her would dream up to keep anybody from learning what color her hair really was. I had a hunch that there weren't that many men really interested in what the color of her hair really was. Now when she fucked the way she fucked.
I found her slit with two fingers and upon inserting them, was not surprised to discover that channel of hers was nice and warm there between her full, rich cunt lips. I'd really have been a surprised guy to learn that passage hadn't become nice and moist, knowing how fully aroused the bitch was.
"Oh, such perfectly soft flesh," Jenny cooed and I knew she'd been playing games with that black bitch in the kitchen much too long and often for a child of her tender years.
"Hand me my drink, baby," I said and wondered if my voice sounded as strange to her ears as it did to my own. "Your lovely mother is more than ready to give me that chaser I spoke of earlier and it's about time, since I really need this drink in a bad way."
"I hope my ass is so smooth and soft when I get to be as old as mamma is," Jenny said, moving to pick up the glass she'd put on the floor before moving to pull down her mamma's panties as I had instructed her to do.
I took the tall glass from the child's hand while slipping my one arm around Norma's thin waist. I held the glass up to take a long look at it before putting it to my lips. I hadn't had a drink in a long while and that one tasted better than any I could ever remember, but it's always that way after one of those dry spells with me.
"WOW!" Jenny gasped when I handed the half-drained glass to her. "You're really going to drain mamma the way they say in those books she and the girls read."
"I'll make sure there is more than enough left for you, baby," I promised her, as I slipped both my arms around Norma Chester and slid my hands down her back to cup those smooth cheeks of her bare ass firmly in my palms. That gave me a good firm hold of the lady so she couldn't get any bright ideas later and try pulling back. It also gave me a little control over the tightness of her cunt channel when at last I drove my tongue between the lips of her rich, full cunt mound.
"Oh, please!" Norma Chester moaned when I pressed my lips to the soft flesh there at the fringe of her pubic hair. "Oh, please don't make me wait any longer!"
I let her feel the tip of my tongue against that soft flesh and molded those smooth buttocks of hers with my fingers. I'd known several broads who'd gotten a bang out of having a man go down on them, but Norma Chester was the first who'd ever begged for it. Like all guys, I'd heard that all whores actually went for members of their own sex more than for the males they serviced. Hearing that bitch beg to have my tongue driven deep into her cunt like that just naturally brought it to my mind again.
I must confess here that knowing the bitch's own fourteen-year-old daughter was watching my every move was a totally new kind of thrill. The kind of thrill no man could begin to express with cold words. Shit! I was so aroused that when my tongue first drove deep between those rich, full lips of her nice moist cunt, I came in my pants. It was a first time for me but it had had to happen sooner or later.
After that I really set out to make that bitch Norma Chester know what kind of a man she'd tackled. I used my tongue like a flat prick, driving it quickly up and down inside that nice, moist passage of hers. I had one slight advantage with my tongue I'd never have had with my swollen cock. I'd been able to bend and twist my tongue so that with each downward thrust it made, it very lightly brushed her clitoris. Of course you know that's one sure way of making any broad reach that first orgasm very quickly.
"Aaah! Eeek! That's it!" Norma Chester sang out as one of the most violent orgasms I'd ever known a broad to have, swept through her body from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.
Once she'd come that first time, there seemed to be no stopping her. She came almost every other time my tongue was thrust deep into her cunt. Those tiny red cells deep within those full, rich cunt lips of hers seemed to have come to life and were trying their darndest to grasp my tongue and hold it there inside that tight passage.
I'd wanted to prove to her what kind of a man she'd tackled and it turned out to be she who was doing the proving. I had a feeling that I wasn't really going to be doing too much writing up there on the third floor, not with both that bitch and myself both being so able and willing to fuck, fuck and fuck some more.
"WHOW!" I said, pushing Norma Chester back when I'd at last had my fill of cunt juice, for the time being at least. "You're okay, bitch.!"
"You got what you wanted," she managed to say, for she was really breathing hard. "I guess now you know what kind of a woman I really am, bastard. I can promise to make it well worth your while to stick around for a while."
"Oh, I have no doubt of that, bitch," I said, spinning her on her heels so that I might swat that smooth bare ass of hers real good, just for the hell of it.
"How long do I have to wait to feel that big cock of yours driven deep into my hungry cunt?" she asked.
"I have a feeling I'll have a real good hard-on after watching sweet little Jenny enjoy her first drink from that ever-flowing cunt of yours," I said, turning to glance at the child and not really too surprised to learn she'd stripped herself naked.
"You get up and undress while I stretch out there on the sofa for the sweet child, darling," Norma cooed, as she worked her feet out of those brief tight panties that had become tangled about her ankles. "That way we'll both be ready for our big orgy once Jenny has had her drink."
"I'll agree to giving you one hell of a good fuck," I said getting to my feet. "After that I'm going up to the third floor, lock the door and get a really good night's sleep."
"I'll agree to that, for tonight, darling," Norma said and there was a twinkle in her eyes, as she stretched out there on the sofa, spreading wide those perfectly sculptured thighs of hers in such a way that said she was making no such promises about any of the nights to come.
I began to strip while I watched Jenny move onto the sofa between those widespread thighs of her mothers. I was worried about that child and the way she accepted any form of twisted sex without the slightest question. It was only getting fucked that made her draw back and that wasn't good to my way of thinking. A child her age could become real hung up on sucking cocks and going down on other broads. She could become so hung up she'd never let any man fuck her good and that wasn't natural.
Jenny really dug going down on another broad which she very quickly proved. I didn't actually mind going down on a good-looking broad who had a nice full cunt. Now and then I even enjoyed it as I had with Norma Chester, for I'd known it was giving her such pure pleasure. Still, I never got my tongue deep inside a broad's cunt without first pulling back after lowering my lips to within a few inches of it. It was either the female odor that drove me back for a brief moment or a mouthful of hairs.
Jenny, it seemed, wasn't bothered with such small problems as that. She lowered her head between those perfectly sculptured thighs of her mothers and pressed her mouth firmly to those full, rich cunt lips the same way I'd take one of those cone-shaped tits between my lips. After that all I could actually see was the back of the child's head moving slightly while those slim hands of hers slid slowly up and down her mother's thighs.
I'll have to confess that really wasn't being able to see too much, but it was enough. Enough to tell me that what that child needed was to be fucked, fucked, and fucked some more.
"Oh, my, baby!" Norma Chester gasped, reaching down to grasp the top of Jenny's head and push the child's face deeper into her burning cunt, if that had been possible.
As I watched that mother and daughter there on the sofa, my cock became fully aroused once more. Man! If only another slug had made the rest of my body as tireless as that one had made my cock, I'd have been in great shape. It really hadn't been surprising that some of those doctors had feared letting me out of the hospital, knowing what they had known. There had been that fear, in the minds of a few of them at least, that my constant sexual demands would force me to rape some poor, innocent broad should I be unable to seduce one often enough to meet my overwhelming sexual demands.
"Don't worry about that one," a cute little nurse whom I'd banged a few times, had told those doctors. "With his good looks and a cock that size that produces so nicely, he'll have to fight the broads off."
I couldn't help but chuckle to myself remembering the words of that cute little nurse. So far, I'd never had to fight off any broads, as she'd put it, though I'd never had any trouble in seducing one often enough to have kept from feeling any need to rape one. With Norma Chester and her daughters living under the same roof, it looked as though I might find myself faced with that strange, though delightful problem at last.
"Aaah, Oooh!" Norma Chester sang out and from the way her ass lifted from the sofa I knew Jenny had found her clitoris, that magic button as it's been called, that made her cunt juice flow so freely.
"Your little baby seems to be doing all right," I said, after lighting a cigarette and finding the smoke tasted strange with the taste of Norma's cunt juice still in my throat and even on my tongue.
"She's been doing this a long, long time!" Norma Chester gasped. "You ought to feel the things she can do with that tongue of hers."
"I've felt that tongue of hers at work on the underside of my swollen cock," I informed the bitch. "What that virgin needs now is for a real good man to shove a nice hard cock deep into the tight passage of hers and fuck her good." Sure I was still trying to get Norma to agree that it would be all right if I were to fuck Jenny good, for after all, I was going to do that very thing anyway.
"No!" Norma Chester cried. "Not the way she goes after both cock and cunt juice. She'd never be able to find one man who could fuck her often enough if she got started now!"
"So that's what you fear," I said and laughed one of those low, dirty kind of laughs. "You're afraid she's just like you and will one day become a whore."
"Yes!" Norma Chester cried. "All either of her two older sisters think about is having a nice, hard cock thrusting in and out of their greedy cunts. Oh, they don't take any money for the fucking they do, but they're still whores."
I wondered just how much of what her mother and I were saying was getting through to Jenny. With her head buried between those perfectly sculptured thighs of her mother's I doubted if she was even aware of the fact that we were talking. That child seemed to be in a world all her own.
I finished my cigarette and moved to the bar to fix myself a stronger drink. The one Jenny had mixed hadn't been bad but that was one field where she needed a lot more training. When I'd mixed my drink and moved 'round the bar, Norma was in the grasp of yet a second, or could it have been third orgasm. That broad really put the whole of her being into her sexual relations. If she fucked that well, I was really going to bang her good.
"Please, fuck me now!" Norma cried in a weak voice and I decided that she'd been drained about as dry by her daughter's skilled tongue as she could be without passing right out, the way I'd forced some doubting bitches to do. They'd just refused to take an honest man's word for it when told how often I could make them reach an orgasm. Now I couldn't stand for that, could I?
"Okay, baby!" I said moving up beside the sofa and giving Jenny a good swat on her bare ass. "Your mamma proved what a real woman she is so now it's my turn to prove to her that she has a better than average man on her hands this time."
"I'm glad you saw our ad in the paper," Jenny said, as she got to her feet and swayed just enough so that I caught her around the waist.
"Hey!" I said helping her over to the big easy chair. "You've been almost standing on your head so long it's made you just a little dizzy."
"I'll be all right," she whispered, reaching up to take my cock in her hand when I'd eased her down into that chair. "Oh, that's so nice and hard, and I'll just bet it's full of that real good cock juice, too."
"I didn't read your ad in the paper," I said, pulling back from Jenny's hand quickly, for Norma had earned the right to every drop of cock juice that wonderful sex tool contained. "A friend of mine said he heard your mother took in nice, sober gentlemen who didn't make a lot of trouble."
"I wish I could thank him with a real blow job," Jenny cooed and I suddenly had a hunch she already had. The bastard had very likely been a roomer there for he was the kind of bastard who liked to play nasty little jokes on his pals.
"Please! I need to be fucked!" Norma Chester cried and I felt sure then that she'd never been one of those whores who'd secretly been in love with a member of her own sex. Not that bitch! She needed to be fucked too much by a man with a real live cock filled with hot juice to spurt deep into her burning cunt channel.
I moved back to the sofa and got between those two perfectly sculptured thighs. I lifted Norma's one leg up over the rear of the sofa, pushed her other foot off onto the floor to give myself as much room between them as I could get. Any man who has ever been between a broad's legs while she was spread-eagled like that will know what I mean when I say those rich, full lips of her cunt seemed to be pouting.
I moved forward then and lowered myself over that slim body of hers, taking the staff of my swollen cock in one hand as I did. Teasing that bitch at that moment would have been a very ungentlemanly thing to do. Between the two of us she was so highly aroused that she'd have blown her mind if I'd been beast enough to have tormented her anymore.
I took one of her cone-shaped tits in my free hand, while I aimed the head of my cock at her opening. Taking a deep breath, I made one quick, powerful thrust with all my weight behind it and felt the whole of my cock slip deep within the soft, moist depths of her burning cunt channel.
Feeling the head of my cock strike the bottom of that tight, narrow passage, I paused to give both of us a chance to sort of get our second wind. It was then that I learned Norma Chester was even more of a fucking bitch than I'd thought. She managed to pull her one foot off the back of the sofa, lift the other foot from the floor and plant both of her heels there in the center of my bare ass. What with lying the way she did and with all that hard, hot cock of mine thrust so deep into her cunt, that had taken a lot of willpower on her part.
"So, you really want banged don't you, bitch?" I asked and hoped she knew from the tone of my voice that for the first time since we'd met I had a hell of a lot of respect for her, even if she was a fucking bitch.
"Fuck me!" Norma cried. "Fuck, fuck, and fuck me some more, darling!"
Shit! When a fine lady like that makes such a violent request of a gentleman, what else is there for him to do but fuck the living hell out of her, or at least try. I got the feeling that the man who could manage that with Norma Chester had yet to be born.
I could have used real slow strokes and taken it easy on my legs and thighs. That didn't seem really fair to Norma even if she was a bitch. I rode her the way a man would ride a bucking horse he was trying to break. By the time she'd reached her third violent orgasm and her screams filled my ears, I had the feeling a man would have stood a hell of a lot better chance breaking in a bucking stallion.
It seemed to take forever, and ever before I felt my own climax starting way down in my balls. I knew it was going to be one of my really good ones, for Norma's cunt lips were just as good at gripping and milking every single drop of come from a man's cock as that black bitch Sarah's had been.
"Aaah, eeek!" Norma Chester sang out! "I found myself the fountain of youth. I swear I've found the stupid fountain of youth."
I'll say one thing for that white bitch. When a guy banged her real good she didn't chicken out once the come started to spurt deep into her cunt channel. Those full, rich cunt lips of hers held firmly onto that poor cock of mine until it had no life at all left in it. Only when it was drained dry did she pull her thighs from around my hips and let me pull back out of that greedy hole of hers.
"I guess now you know how I felt that first time he came in my mouth," Jenny said, moving to stand beside the sofa, as I got to my feet never dreaming for a moment that the orgies had not all taken place, for that one day at least.
"Oh, we have us a real good man here, darling," Norma Chester cooed softly, as she reached up to swat my bare ass good, once I was on my feet.
"I think the very least we can do is see to it that his cock is always nice and clean," Jenny cooed and before it dawned on me, she was on her knees at my feet taking the whole of my cock between those soft lips of hers.
"HEY!" I cried. "That's really no all-day sucker the way you seem to think!"
For all the good my protesting did me, I might just as well have saved my breath. Jenny had her mind set on cleaning off my cock. Not only that but she had the thing in her hot little mouth which kind of made her the boss.
Shit! I should have known that little devil wasn't going to be happy with just cleaning off my cock with her soft lips. Hell no, she kept sucking my cock until it became fully aroused once again. After that of course she just had to give me one of those super blow jobs of hers.
Norma Chester watched the whole thing wide ---eyed and then, when it was all over, she moved behind the bar to fix all of us good strong drinks. I had two of those drinks, kissed those delightful Chester broads good night and went up to the attic feeling all worn out. I locked that door good and tight, took a good look around to make sure that black bitch Sarah wasn't hiding under that triple-size bed or anywhere else up there just waiting her chance to get at me.