Chapter 7
Waller had become accustomed to having Julia every day-and she was a hungry, dedicated mistress of the erotic arts-but the enforced period of deprivation, which Kirsch had of course arranged, left him impatient and ravenous for a female's tender presence. Edie's striking appearance and her undisguised interest in having him were all Waller needed in order to form a burning desire for the girl. Thanks to Kirsch's training, which might more properly be called manipulation, Edie found it impossible to stay away from the man.
Once safely inside his room, she went to him with a naturalness that made him all the more eager to have her. They embraced just inside the door and exchanged a long, tongue-darting kiss that soon had them both quivering and breathless with lusty fevers. Edie's robe had slipped open and now only the thin material of Waller's trousers and her hospital gown separated their naked flesh. She opened her thighs slightly and clamped his left thigh between them; the move also brought the stiff, throbbing hulk of his cock up firmly against her lower belly. She moved back and forth against that warm length of stiff meat and further heightened her desire to have it thrust deep into her body.
Waller's hands slipped inside her robe and reached around her waist, then dropped down to cup her trim, firmly molded buttocks. He pulled her closer and she pressed herself hard against him, still grinding her belly against that incredibly stiff mass of muscle growing out from his loins. She twisted her shoulders about, in order to make her breasts dig harder into his firm chest; the pressure against her aching, lust-swollen nipples gave her a weak, almost nauseous feeling that signalled the onset of the most rabid stage of sexual desire.
She quickly doffed the robe and the hospital gown. Standing naked before him and enjoying the appreciative look which came over his face when he saw the full extent of her beauty, she found it impossible to keep her hands away from her pussy. She reached down, parted the pubic hair and began caressing the swollen, lustfully moistened lips of that slit; Waller gave her an even more appreciative look when he saw that. Emboldened by his obvious approval, she continued toying with the hyper-sensitive flesh as he undressed.
Edie saw, when he had pulled off his trousers and turned to face her, that if anything she had underestimated the length and circumference of his cock. The rigid tool sprang out for a good ten inches, she guessed, and she could not even begin to estimate its diameter. The tool's foreskin, pulled down over the knobby tip, was as tight as a drumhead. When Waller moved toward her she grasped the iron-hard rod tenderly, shuddering with delight as her fingers closed around its warm surface, and began easing the skin back. Her heart pounded faster than ever as she saw the purple, broad-rimmed head come into view; the tip of his cock proved to be infinitely more exciting to behold than she had supposed and she felt an irresistible urge to have the big, mushroom-shaped projectile zooming up her hot, aching cunt.
"Here, let's let them get acquainted with each other," Waller said.
With that, he forced the shaft of his prick down and moved even closer to her, so that the head speared between the girl's thighs. Edie saw at once what he intended and she gratefully spread her feet further apart so as to open the passageway for him. His cock slid between her thighs and, due to the disparity between their heights, easily rode up against the lips of her pussy. She had already become excited enough for that orifice to have shed a prodigious quantity of the slippery oil it produced when she was excited; the tops of her thighs, as well as the cheeks of her ass, bore a plentiful supply of the natural erotic lubricant and easily admitted his long, thick cock.
She groaned happily and closed her thighs about the big tool as it slid into place. His fierce erection caused the rod to want to tilt upward and thus press even more firmly against the tenderly excited lips of her pussy. She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her nipples into his chest and hugged him with a fierce, almost ravenous intensity, then began rocking her hips to and fro in a way that caused her wet, slippery pussy to glide up and down the thick shaft of his prick with dramatically pleasing results.
"Mmmmm, it's like you were fingerfucking me with your prick!" she gasped, throwing her head back to look up at him with total happiness. "It feels so good down there, rubbing up against me like that!"
"Yeah, it feels damned good to me too," Waller agreed. "In fact, I think I just might shoot a load of come over the cheeks of your ass if you keep that up for much longer!"
His warning was enough to cause her to bring her hips to a standstill. She gingerly edged away from him, not wanting to provoke an early explosion, and reluctantly pulled free. She felt her excitement abate a trifle once the highly erotic presence of his prick against her pussy had ceased, though when she looked down and saw the wetness her cunt had bestowed upon his cock she felt another mighty tingle of arousal course outward from her clitoris. Once it had been anointed with her pussy's lascivious oils-and, due to the extent of her excitement, the tool was thoroughly coated with the lustful dew-it became immensely more exciting to contemplate. Edie was unable to restrain herself and she fell to her knees in order to take the tool's broad head into her mouth.
The head of his cock was so large that it alone made a comfortable mouthful. She tried getting more of the tool into her lips but found that her position barred her from doing so. Even though the head of the massive spear was probably too large to fit in her untrained throat, she wanted to engulf the rod totally. The angle at which the big tool entered her mouth forbade such an act and she had to content herself with taking only the head and perhaps a couple of inches of the shaft. She could taste the raw musk, fresh and hot from her intensely aroused cunt, on the surface of his prick. The sharp flavor of her pussy further aroused her and lent added impetus to the way her hot tongue curled tightly around the sensually curved head of his cock.
"I can't take any more of it!" Waller muttered. He reached down to push her head away from his throbbing loins. "I swear to God I'll shoot a load right down your throat if you keep it up a second longer!"
"That wouldn't turn me off," Edie replied. 'I'd love to take your load in my mouth! But I'd rather have it somewhere else, I can't deny that."
She allowed him to pull her to her feet and steer her to the bed. As they covered that short distance, she reached down to hold his rigid, lust-warmed prick in her hand. The shaft seemed to have swelled out even wider, thanks to her tongue's lascivious work, and the head looked almost grotesque. A heavy, glistening droplet of clear liquid had gathered in the eye crowning the tip of that satiny, purple knob; she recognized it as a harbinger of the flood which she hoped to coax from his balls later.
"Mmmm, I want to taste it!" she purred, leaning forward.
Her tongue flickered out and delicately scooped the morsel from the deep cleft. Although the liquid was not as thick as sperm, it had the same biting, masculine taste, utterly unique and thoroughly stimulating. She closed her eyes and leaned back as her taste buds rioted with erotic fervor. Falling back onto the bed, she straightened out to lie full length and then drew up her thighs in order to spread them wide. Her fingers reached down to the glowing slit and pulled the inner lips apart. The soft, pink flesh beckoned lustily as he settled himself between her legs and aimed the head of his cock down against the waiting cleft.
"Don't wait for anything!" she moaned. "Just get it in me and let it go! Mmmmm, I'm dying to feel you going off inside me! Just feeling it go in, that's going to be enough to bring me off, I know it will!"
Waller found her eagerness to be highly infectious. He aimed his prick down into the mouth of her cunt, found the dainty little opening and then stretched out above her with his prick firmly in place. Edie settled her thighs into a comfortable position and clasped him gently. Her ankles locked together behind the cheeks of his ass and her hands enclosed his neck. He supported most of his weight on his out-thrust hands and his knees.
Waller pressed gently against her. He felt her cunt beginning to open and continued leaning against her, though he did not make the mistake of trying to force all, or even most, of his stiff cock into her flesh at once. Knowing that a gentle, gradual penetration almost invariably produced the most striking response from his partner, he continued that easy pressure and slowly his prick dilated the mouth of the girl's eagerly warmed cunt.
Edie gasped as she felt herself being forced open and distended by the immense bulk of Waller's prick. His oversized tool exerted great force upon the ultra-tender flesh and extended her almost to the limits of her endurance. Edie felt confident, however, and did not fear the big sword joining their loins together; his easy, confident manner and the tender, thoughtful way in which he introduced her cunt to his cock gave her enough self-assurance to be certain that she would be able to take its considerable bulk into her body. Even so, she felt the delicate, highly charged tissues being stretched far beyond any point she had ever experienced before. There was no discomfort to the penetration, however; she felt only an unsurpassed sensation of fullness, as though she were being stuffed to the brim with his hard, white-hot virility.
"God, it feels so good!" she purred as she writhed about beneath him and caressed the head of his prick with her wet, highly aroused cuntal walls. "It's going all the way up my cunt, it's stretching me out so far!"
"You've got the tightest cunt I ever felt!" he breathed as he continued pressing more of that big tool into her body. "Ohhh, Edie, fucking your cunt is the greatest thing in the world! Just keep on grinding it around my dick like that and I'll be shooting the thickest stream of come into your cunt that you ever felt! Yeah, my balls feel like I've got a gallon of cream stored up!"
She felt a desperate, yearning hunger, a desire to drain those big eggs of every drop of their load, and she concentrated with all her might upon bringing him to a speedy climax. By squeezing down with her long, supple thighs and clenching her abdomen in order to generate the most telling kind of grinding action, she unknowing forced the walls of her cunt to clasp his prick even more tightly. He responded to that rather unsubtle caress with a grunt of hearty approval and thrust even deeper into her body. Edie quivered mightily when she felt that massive spike slicing deep. The broad-rimmed head pried the walls of her cunt apart and stimulated her fiercely. As she pulled back slightly and twisted her hips about with an especially powerful grind, she felt a long, heavy tremor pulse through his body.
"Annngghhh!" he howled, stiffening every muscle and pushing harder against her. "Omigod, you're fucking my prick off! You're sucking the come right out of my nuts! Aurrgghhhh! Unnnggghhh!"
That cry of desperate agony sparked her into a final flurry of hip-shaking, cunt-twisting activity. As she heaved herself about in her attempts at exerting herself to the utmost, she involuntarily brought her stiff, lust-swollen clitoris down hard against the iron-hard beam of man-muscle boring into the heated depths of her cunt. Supremely charged with erotic feeling, her clitoris flamed up with a sudden and utterly unexpected crescendo of sexual sensation. Screaming with aroused delight, Edie now dissolved into a tornado of fucking motions. She heaved up at him and pulled back, tossed her ass from side to side, and pulled him into the valley formed by her widespread thighs.
Waller grunted louder and now began fucking in earnest. He thrust far into the girl's hot, trembling cunt, pulled back and slammed the big tool home again. Another furious thrust sent the massive shaft home and the base of his prick slammed up against the girl's vulva, mashing the tender lips flat. She felt the wiry mass of fur at the base of his belly scratching against her outraged clitoris and, such was her excitement, that harsh contact only stirred her all the more. Edie cried out weakly when she felt her womb beginning to tremble and stir as it prepared to give up its own charge of sexual tension.
"Agghhh! Owwwww!" she howled as she fucked back at him with all her considerable strength. "Unnngghhhh! Ooooooh, it's killing me! You're fucking me to death! I'm dying all over! Aiiiieeeeee!"
Waller pistoned back and forth inside her highly active cunt until he could no longer stand the ecstatic throbs of orgasmic release. Her vaginal muscles were in full sway now, however, and nothing could stop them from their relentless contracting. Again and again her cunt closed around the shaft of his prick with convulsive spasms, each one stronger than any he had ever felt; it seemed that as her climax mounted into the final, glorious stages her sexual organs took on a life and will all their own. She screamed with voluptuous delight as his prick continued spurting out those immensely delicious streams of thick, hot sperm, each one strong enough to make her body quiver and jerk with sensual abandon. They continued moving against each other until they had both exhausted every trace of lustful sensation in their bodies.
As the couple had fucked each other into the very heights of erotic abandon, Kirsch had been holding a conference in his office. "I believe that we will be able to initiate the final stages of Operation Phoenix within the week," he said. "And that, dear ladies, will mark the entry of this clinic into the outer realms of success!"
"Oh? Is Mr. Younger responding to the treatment?" Julia asked.
Carter Younger, a legend among men dedicated to making vast amounts of money in the shortest possible time, had found that business success left him with ashes in his mouth. At fifty-four he was one of the richest men in the world, but he was also impotent. Since the pursuit of women had always held very nearly as much interest for him as the pursuit of wealth, he found this development an especially sickening one. He had made his way to Kirsch's clinic, where he hoped to find treatment which would revive his useless prick and again stir his balls into new life.
"No, of course not," Kirsch replied. "The treatments we have designed for the man-the diet, the exercise, the rest-those would more nearly be called placebos, I suppose. You see, most of Mr. Younger's problem is in his head. And since he sturdily resists any and all suggestions of any kind of deep analysis, we cannot get the necessary in sights. He seems to think that if he reveals himself very completely, he will be giving away some of his business secrets. Or perhaps opening himself up to criminal prosecution or blackmail; no doubt there are plenty of unsavory episodes in his past!"
"It might be better to say that we are almost ready to proceed with a treatment to which Mr. Younger will almost certainly respond," Brigitte suggested.
"Indeed!" Kirsch agreed. "Come, let us go over to this window. Perhaps you will see what I mean."
He led them to a window of his office that looked out over the clinic's patio. They arrived just in time to see Edie and Waller exchanging those furtive caresses which had set their bodies afire with lust. They watched in silence as the couple again traversed the garden and then disappeared into the clinic. Kirsch again smiled and returned to his desk. Julia looked shaken; she had recognized them, naturally, and she had no doubt that Edie would soon be enjoying Waller's magnificently shaped prick to the utmost.
"You see?" Kirsch purred, watching Julia carefully. "We have now brought the girl to the point where she is not backward about initiating sexual contact with a male. A few more days to reinforce her further in this new fine of behavior, to convince her that she really is an intensely sexual creature at heart, and then ... violal We have the perfect treatment for Younger! If he cannot respond to a young, ardent young thing like the Mayfield girl, then we must admit defeat. But really, I believe that he will be able to mount her and perform well enough to convince him that we have effected a 'cure.' And that, as I need hardly remind you, will open up a tremendous new realm of possibilities for us."
Julia and Brigitte sat spellbound for a moment Younger could easily give them an entree into a social set endowed with plenty of money and enough leisure time in which to conjure up an imposing array of ailments. There were many very rich men afflicted with Younger's problem, they knew, and if he were to begin spreading the word about his remarkable rejuvenation at Kirsch's clinic, their fortunes would indeed be made. Julia could not help but admire the thoroughness with which Kirsch had plotted, how he had manipulated young Edie until she had unwittingly become a tool shaped to suit his overriding purpose. At the same time, she felt a twinge of guilt at having participated in the plot: she had always liked the girl and she had not plotted against her without some misgivings. Looking ahead, she tried to imagine Edie in bed with the wizened, shriveled husk of a man that Younger had become. She had seen the ailing millionaire three times and had been repulsed by his physical ugliness, as well as by the extent to which he had ruined his body. The thought of Edie being turned into a vehicle for arousing that creature's lusts sickened her, though she knew very well that she would not be able to do anything to prevent it.
Julia also felt some other emotions as she contemplated the enormity of Kirsch's scheme. She had become very fond of Ray Waller, as well as fervently enamored of his massive prick; she knew that her emotional attachment had become strong enough to provoke Kirsch's condemnation, though she had tried to conceal the extent of her liking for the man. There was no doubt in her mind that Kirsch had arranged the entire tableau, both Edie's meeting with Waller and her own presence in his office to witness their contact, and that Kirsch was in effect punishing her for allowing herself to become too engangled with a patient. She resented her punishment, as well as the cool, calculating way it had been inflicted upon her, but here again she knew that she could do nothing.
"So, at this very moment young Mayfield is further adding to her repertoire of sexual skills," Kirsch said. "I have no doubt that Waller will prove to be a most interesting lover for her. Within a few days the girl ought to be free enough of her inhibitions to provide Younger with just the stimulus he needs in order to recover his sexual powers-at least for a few days! And that is all we need, a few successes for him!"