Chapter 1

Vickie's knees were trembling. Her hands, which held the drink Roy had poured for her, were shaking. She tried to force a smile while she watched the older man strip from his business suit. With both hands holding the glass, she raised it to her lips and took a deep swallow of the potent liquor. She needed it. She needed the reassurance it gave her on this, her first assignment with a strange man.

Vickie moaned inwardly while sipping at her drink and watching Roy strip naked. It seemed inconceivable that this could be happening to her. That she should be here in this sleazy motel room with a man she'd met less than two hours ago. A man who had but one thought in mind. To fuck her.

Roy smiled reassuringly. Roy wasn't a big man. He was about six feet tall. He weighed close to one hundred and eighty. He had a mop of dark hair, cut in the long mod fashion of the day. He sported a moustache and heavy sideburns. Roy, at age forty-five, was trying to impart the image of being a cur-rent get-with-it type. Even the clothes he was tossing aside were of the latest trend. Bright colors, stripes and bell-bottomed trousers.

He stared reassuringly at the nervous girl. "What're you waiting for, hon? C'mon, strip!" With these words, he shucked off his last garment -- jockey shorts. Roy, the out-of-town business man, cheating on his ever-loving wife, was now completely bare ... and completely aroused. The sight of the lovely, brown-haired girl he'd hired for the evening had caused his cock to jump up and down like a yo-yo all night. Now that he was approaching the big moment, his massive prick stood at stiff attention.

Wrapping his fingers around his surging staff, he grinned impishly. "How 'bout this, hon? Look good to you?" His dark eyes were pools of lust while he jerked his cock lewdly.

Vickie sucked in a deep breath. The sight of the nude man with his big cock began heating her up. Keeping an eye on him, she began slowly removing her clothes.

At nineteen, Vickie hadn't viewed many cocks. During high school, from which she'd graduated several months ago, she'd been tapped a few times. She'd been very selective about who she let get into her panties. As a result her knowledge of the male organ was somewhat limited. This was the first real man she'd ever faced. The first man-sized cock.

She finished her drink and set the empty glass on the cheap bureau. The warming effects of the drink intermingled with the warming effects of the sight of the naked man. She began to relax. Some of the nervousness left her. She recalled the words of advice Connie had given her earlier this evening. Words to the effect that she should look upon the deal as a business transaction. Roy was the customer. She was the item he was purchasing -- for the night. Keep it on a strictly business basis.

Vickie fumbled at the zipper of her blouse. It stuck.

Naked, Roy rushed over. "Here, let me help you with it, hon." Expertly, he unzipped her blouse. He eased it from her shoulders. He was in no rush. Roy was paying plenty for the evening. Both to the agency from which he'd hired this girl, and to the girl herself, a big tip, if she satisfied him.

Roy believed in getting his money's worth. He stared approvingly at the sight of Vickie's big breasts covered with a bra. The kid sure had a wonderful pair of knockers. Roy slowly unhooked the bra and slid the item from her creamy, pinkish-white, smooth, solid melons that were so firm, so fully packed and so out-thrust. His eyes lit up in delight as he settled his fingers on the titties and began fondling them.

Vickie relaxed and heated up considerably under his fondling fingers. She approved of his gentleness and his not rushing her to the bed. It calmed her jumpy nerves. She smiled her approval.

"That feels nice, Roy," she whispered. Reaching down, she gathered his huge, throbbing cock into her hand and gently toyed with it. She could feel it stiffen even more under her gentle probing.

Roy nodded. "You sure have a nice pair of knockers, hon. Wow!" His eyes registered complete approval. He cupped the mighty melons in his hands. He massaged them. He tweaked at the tautening nipples. Then he bent forward, opened his mouth and began sucking the globes. He gave equal time to both. He savored of the lush tits for a long time. Unhurriedly, he kissed, fondled, sucked, massaged and squeezed the creamy, lovely breasts.

Roy was an oral man. He swooped around the lovely teenager and kissed, sucked, fondled and sucked more, more, more... . The lovely breasts grew more pinkish in color, the more he sucked them. The taut nipples, in a small sea of brown, were alive and throbbing from his nibbling.

Vickie eased her hands to the back of his head and shoved him forward. "Suck 'em, Roy!" she moaned happily. "Suck 'em good. You sure know how to heat a girl up."

She bounced her titties around onto his bouncing face. Impishly she shoved titties in and out of his grasping mouth. It was like a game. Roy was bobbing for apples -- lovely apples with lovely stems that Roy nibbled at ever so gently with his teeth and lips.

She continued gently jerking his cock, while he continued gently sucking her breasts. Neither one was in a big hurry. Roy had hired her for the whole night. Roy had to pace himself. Roy wasn't as young as he used to be.

Vickie was young. Very young, but she had never developed jack rabbit tendencies. To her way of thinking, lovemaking was something to be enjoyed slowly, so that every moment of joy could be exacted. She whimpered and moaned happily while Roy sucked her titties. Heat waves engulfed her. The qualms and fears that had raged within her began to subside. This stranger, whom she only knew as Roy, had a gentleness that was surprising in a man.

His fingers were so soft and his touch so tender. Now he was behind her, hands cupped over her breasts and nuzzling his lips against the nape of her neck. He licked his way down her back. His hands slid down her flat stomach and settled on her skirt. He fumbled at the catch and zipper. Ever so slowly he slid her skirt down. He gasped in approval at the sight.

Vickie stood before him, clad only in peek-a-boo pink panties and flesh-colored stockings. The bare spot between the top of her stockings and the panties was lovely pinkish-white, creamy-textured skin. Her thighs were perfectly rounded things of beauty and her legs were breathtakingly beautiful.

Roy, who had looked at many a naked girl, was visibly impressed. He stood back to admire the view. His glance zeroed in on the brown-haired pussy clearly visible through the peek-a-boo panties. His eyes roved up and down the lovely shape of the brown-haired, brown-eyed teenager. His glance settled momentarily on the pretty face, slightly rounded, with the cute nose, and small mouth with full, kissable lips. He cut loose with, "Wow! What a beauty. Lance wasn't kidding when he mentioned you were something special!"

Vickie flushed and smiled at his compliments. His reference was to Lance Henderson, the head of the agency she worked for. She was thankful that she was pleasing to this man, her first real customer. She reached down and patted the older man on the top of the head. He had dropped to his knees before her and was critically studying her snatch area. She beat back an impulse to say, nice doggie, while she patted the top of his head.

Roy, squatting before the adorable creature, held one of her thighs with one hand to steady himself. He reached forward with his other hand and eased it between her lovely thighs. His fingers came in contact with her crotch, covered with the filmy pink cloth. He palmed the area and zipped a finger in and out of her tiny twat, pushing some of the cloth along with his fingers. He stroked the entire area slowly and thoroughly.

With each stroke of his hand on her cunt, his cock jumped to eager attention. It was throbbing hard. Roy eased forward and took a deep whiff of Vickie's smelly cunt. His eyes lit up. He wet his lips and zeroed in with his hot tongue hanging out like a lap dog's. He eased Vickie's legs apart and swabbed at her covered pussy with his tongue. The action caused her panties to get sopping wet and cling tighter to her pussy.

Vickie moaned and whimpered delightedly. This was weird. Far out. She loved every sucking minute of the action. She pushed his head farther and farther forward. "Suck it, Roy," she whispered, her voice husky and filled with overtones of increasing lust. "Suck it good!"

Roy sucked. Roy nibbled. Roy fondled. Roy finally removed her sopping wet panties and sank his fangs deep into her naked, exposed pussy. Roy ate voraciously of the tiny twat. Roy eased the adorable teen-ager onto the bed, without missing a sucking stroke. He continued sucking the girl while easing her onto her back on the bed. He finally had her on her back, legs spread wide, knees lifted, and his tongue in her crack.

Vickie thrashed around under his tongue lashing. Never before in her young life had she ever been subjected to such an ordeal. Every fiber in her lithe young body heated up. Completely forgotten were her fears and qualms. Lustful thoughts raced through her mind. Heat waves engulfed her like an inferno. She humped her pussy upward with every stroke of his tongue.

She wrapped her legs around his neck and shoulders and pushed her cunt farther and farther into his eager, sucking face. She came in minor orgasms again and again. Her cunt area was sopping wet, both from his mouthing action and the seepage of her come within her hot pussy.

Finally she could stand it no longer. It was so good, it was beginning to hurt. She pushed his face from her well. She stared deep into his lustful eyes. She stared at his slack jaws, his bared teeth, and his flaring nostrils. "Enough, Roy!" she whimpered. "It's so good, it hurts!" she half sobbed, half laughed. She continued to twitch around on the bed.

Roy nodded, understanding. In his many years of whoring around, he'd sucked many a cunt. He knew how they reacted to too much of a good thing.

"Sure, hon, I understand." Roy took another swipe at the tiny pussy with his hot tongue. He kissed the moist vaginal lips with his lips, then he began licking his way upward. He nibbled at the small patch of curly brown cunt hair. He tugged a few strands of it with his teeth until she yelled, "Ouch!" Grinning, he sucked, licked and tongued his way upward on the lovely teenaged shape.

He paused at her breasts and subjected them to an-other workout. He licked them. He kissed them. He nipped at the nipples. Then he kissed and licked his way up to her face. He was kneeling between her legs, his throbbing cock at the entrance to her well-sucked pussy.

Gently Roy kissed her and dueled with her tongue. "You lovely kid!" he blabbered. "You pretty girl. You've got me so hot!" He shoved hot kisses onto her lips.

Vickie tried impaling his cock with her cunt. She inched downward and tried to capture it. Impishly he moved just far enough away to avoid her man trap. "Stop teasing me, you horny bastard!"

"What do you want me to do, you lovely slut?" Roy ran his fingers through her mass of brown hair, flemished out on the pillow. He stroked her cheeks and ran his finger across her lips. His eyes were pools of lust and passion. Roy was enjoying every moment of this little game he was playing with this adorable teenager.

"I want you to ... fuck me!" Vickie blurted out the unfamiliar words. It was the first time in her life she'd ever uttered them to a man, or boy. Always before, the words had been unspoken.

"Say please?" Roy teased the head of his monster to her cunt lips and held.

"Please ... fuck me, you bastard," wailed Vickie.

The words were hardly out of her mouth, before Roy nailed her with his throbbing cock. He lurched forward, forgotten for the moment was his desire to be gentle to this fragile flower of girlhood. To treat the tiny pussy with tender, loving care. All his pentup passion, his lustful emotions, reached a peak when he lunged forward.

His huge, throbbing, solid cock ravished the little cunt with a sickening crunch. He impaled her pussy with his enormous shaft. He raped the new whore with lustful, crunching lunges, backed by powerful forces of his big body. In. Out. He stroked his monstrous cock into the tiny cavity, unmindful of her screams of pain and anguish.

Vickie, surprised at the suddenness of his attack, moaned and screamed in pain at the sudden invasion. She had been lulled into a sense of false security by his tender, loving treatment. Now, feeling the sickening crunch of his monster cock ravishing her tiny pussy, she screamed in pain.

"Stop! It hurts! It's too big. You're killing me!" she moaned, thrashed around and tried to back away from the onslaught.

Tears streamed from her eyes. She cursed. She moaned. She writhed around under him. She pushed against his hairy chest. She pounded his chest.

"Stop! Stop!" she walled in agony.

"Shut up, you slut!" Roy slapped her hard on the cheek. A stinging blow that turned her cheek bright red.

The slap surprised Vickie. It brought the pain from her cunt to her face. Her eyes widened in fear. Her mouth popped open. She stared dumbly upward. Her glance met his. She shuddered. The man had gone berserk. His eyes were pools of madness while he lunged in and out of the ravished pussy. There was an insane look on his face. The man was stark, raving mad.

"You slapped me!" She uttered the words inanely, her voice filled with disbelief. It had been the first time in her life she'd ever been slapped.

"Yes, I slapped you, you little whore!" Roy's voice was flat. He glared. "I'll slap you around some more if you don't stop your wailing and moaning. C'mon, you little slut! Get with it. Move your fucking ass. Give me a good ride."

Having outlined his desires, Roy continued to pound cock into reluctant pussy. His initial madness had ebbed. He was reverting back to his pacing procedure. He had split the cunt wide open and he could sense the little pussy was adjusting to his immenseness. It had been well lubricated by his mouth and tongue and, what with her inner juices oozing forth, the cunt was becoming a more acceptable cavity to fill.

He slowed his pace and eased in and out with solid strokes. The madness ebbed completely. The insane look left his handsome face. His eyes sparkled with lust and passion. He slowed even more. Gently, he moved in and out of the tiny crack. He felt the velvety walls grabbing his prick with each stroke. The adorable vaginal lips rubbed against his throbbing cock, holding them in a viselike grip while he eased in and out. Never before in his life had he over fucked such a tight pussy.

Roy's reverting back to the tender, gentle bit was having an effect on her. The terror fled from her face. The look of horror in her eyes receded. The stinging pain from the slap in the kisser abated. Even the pain in her cunt was ebbing. The solid, gentle strokes he was imparting to her pussy felt good, now that the pain had vanished.

Vickie forced a smile. "It's beginning to feel good!"

Roy nodded. He felt a bit ashamed of himself at having given vent to his madness of the moment. He knew he had really frightened this sweet little girl. He had to make amends. He smiled tenderly, eased down and kissed her on the lips. "I'm sorry I slapped you, hon. I was like kinda carried away!" He continued stroking his big cock into her tiny cunt.

"That's okay." Vickie smiled forgiveness. She re-turned his kisses. She humped her eager pussy up-ward. Now that the initial shock of getting raped had passed, she was beginning to enjoy the action. She liked the feel of the big monster in her tiny pussy. It filled it so completely. Eagerly and contentedly she met his solid, driving thrusts. The pain was no longer unbearable. On the contrary, it was no longer pain. It was ecstasy.

Vickie's face contorted with pleasure and lust while she gave the handsome stranger a wonderful ride. Vickie prided herself on her fucking ability. She knew s h e was good ... and tight. She paced herself with him. She slowed when he slowed. She humped faster when he did. She molded her body to his in a driving, meshing oneness of purpose.

She heated up. She sensed he was reaching a climax. She was too. "I'm gonna come . soon," she whimpered happily, meeting his thrusts easily and feeling the bigness of his cock in her cunt. She bounced her tittles upward against his driving chest. She wrapped her legs around his hairy ones, and pulled him deeper and deeper into her hot pussy.

"Me too!" moaned Roy, driving harder and harder into the tiny crack. He stared humbly into her eyes. "Now? ..." he whispered, holding back momentarily.

"Now!" squealed Vickie, thrashing upward in mighty surges. "Now ... you bastard! Now!" she screamed.

Roy unloaded. His mighty hose squirted a steady stream of hot come into her hot cavern. Again and again he spasmed and shoved in with mighty strokes, only to pull out for a moment, regroup and give with more shoves. It seemed to Roy that he'd never stop coming into that glorious little cunt Again and again he called on his come reserves and unloaded hot juices into the twitching twat. It seemed that his passion began and ebbed from every pore in his thrusting body.

Vickie matched his unloading passion. Again and again she spasmed, and orgasmed. She could feel his hot juices filling her cunt to capacity and spilling over the hairy rim of her vaginal lips. Her pussy became a sticky mess as he unloaded his cream into her creamy cunt.

She moaned and thrashed around in ecstasy. She half closed her eyes and drew him to her as he unloaded.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you, too, you fucking little whore!" Roy's passion began to ebb. His thrusts lost power. He ground to a halt. His mighty shaft became a willow wand, limp and sad looking as it plopped from the hot hole.

Roy, his passion spent, pushed a few tentative kisses onto her lips, then flopped onto his back on the bed. He was heaving and gasping from the ordeal. His massive, hairy chest was heaving up and down. Roy was a thoroughly pussy-whipped man. Turning his head, he smiled wanly. "Thanks for the ride, hon. It was the greatest."

Vickie nodded. She forced a smile. It had been a wonderful ride, but there had been a jarring note to the ending. His final words while he pumped his last few ounces of come into her cunt. The words stung like a slap in the face. He'd called her a fucking little whore!

She watched him while he lumbered from the bed and headed for the bathroom. Some of the glory of the moment, some of the feeling of exultation died while she watched his big bare ass weaving in the breeze and noticed his now-limp, drippy cock. A shudder of dismay swept through her.

She stared around in disgust. What was she doing here? In this cheap motel, laying on her ass, naked in bed. Taking on a man she'd just met? She shuddered. Was this what she'd bargained for? Was this what her new job with the Lance Henderson Agency amounted to? Was this to be her future? One night stands in cheap motels?