Chapter 8

It was difficult finding a place to park in the rather swank residential district of Santa Monica. Finally they found a vacant spot about two blocks from the location of what was supposed to be the new location of The Caves. It was a crisp but clear summer night as they walked briskly down the wide, palm-tree-lined residential street.

June inhaled deeply. They had to be very near the ocean, for the scent of salt air was distinct and sharp in her nostrils. Beside her, Gene Lewis, still triumphant over June's surrender and her meeting him at the Aqua-Sex Motel, seemed somewhat reluctant about what might lie ahead of them this night. But both Mandy Lewis and her husband, Norm, strode confidently, even anxiously ahead of them.

As for June herself, her heart beat fast; this was the culmination of what seemed like centuries of anticipation. At last, her masturbatory fantasies would be realized. Still, she felt a secret fear that perhaps The Caves did not exist. Perhaps it would turn out to be some elusive goal that could never be realized.

At last, the four of them came to a halt in front of a huge, two-story building with a broad expanse of front yard. The freshly mowed grass and well-trimmed hedges fronted the colonial-style white house with green shutters and stately columns adorning its front. They could see dim lights showing through the draperies of the front windows.

"Well, let's go on in," Norm Horvath said, grabbing Mandy's hand.

Again, Gene seemed reticent. "Yeah, let's do it," he said sighing.

As they walked down the used brick walkway, he whispered in June's ear. "Do me a favor, will you? While you're making it with all these sex-freak animals in there, will you kinda keep out of my sight. I mean, I already asked Mandy to sort of cool it, so will you? I'm keeping my promise by bringing you here, but you know how I feel about watching chicks I dig making it with strange dudes-especially the ones with the muscular builds and great big cocks."

"Okay," June said, hardly paying any attention to him. "I'll try my best to be discreet" But really, June knew the last thing she wanted to be was discreet. She had waited too long; she had connived and fantasized too long. No, she wanted to give herself to whatever it was that lay behind those doors with absolute and total abandon!

They were on the very wide porch now and Norm was pushing the doorbell. After what seemed several minutes to June, a giant of a man in a formal tuxedo answered the door. Totally bald, obese, but with huge, strong, wide shoulders he stared expressionlessly at them. "Well?" he said, waiting.

"Slurpo," Gene Lewis said.

"Very well," the bald giant grunted, "please step inside."

They did and stood in a narrow hallway, a thick, black velvet curtain blocking off their views of the interior of the house.

"Slurpo?" June whispered to Gene.

"Yeah," he said. "I forgot to tell you. Slurpo is the password.

"That will be forty dollars a couple," the giant said, holding out his hand.

"Forty?" Gene said, frowning. "Hey, your prices have gone up."

"That's correct," the giant said pugnaciously. "Everything's gone up, baby. You wanna play slurpo, it costs you eighty bucks for the four of youse."

Norm hastily peeled off the money from his money clip. Gene forked over the money too, but he did so more grudgingly. The crude host placed the bills with a huge roll of other bills from his pocket.

He handed them two keys from a ring which he withdrew from a wall cabinet "One key for each couple," he said. "Go through the curtain-uh-you been here before?"

"No," Gene said, "not at this new location."

"OK, then, you go through the curtain, turn right, and down the hall you'll find the locker room. You can put your clothes and valuables in there. You'll find towels-if you're the shy type." Oddly, gave what sounded like a very effeminate, high-pitched chuckle, then, shaking his head, disappeared through the curtain.

June shrugged and exchanged inquiring glances with Mandy, and then they went back to the locker room. It was a very large room with the lockers arranged in rows. They found the lockers whose numbers corresponded with the numbers on their keys and began undressing. In a few minutes, all of them stood stark-naked.

Gene went to a pile of towels stacked against the wall and returned with four of them. "They got little snaps on them so you can fasten them around your waist," handing them over.

Each of them fastened one of the white towels about the waist, and then they followed Gene, a not very eager leader, back down the wall and stood squinting into a dimly-lit room. The source of light was three low-watt red bulbs spaced widely apart. Gradually, June could make out a few couples writhing on fairly flat mattresses. They were naked and their motions seemed urgent.

"Well, it's 'free time," Gene said. "I haven't been at this location before, but if it's like the other joint you'll find little red-lighted sort of booths throughout the whole goddamn house-upstairs and down, and in the halls, too, right, honey?"

"That's right," Mandy said. "Gee, I'm getting excited. Last time we were at one of these events I must have made it with six or seven different guys."

"And two girls," Gene added.

"That's true," Mandy admitted, blushing.

"Oh, shit," Gene said. "What the hell are we doing here anyway. I wish we were at home. Oh, shit."

"Now don't start that silly jealousy stuff," Mandy said. "Well, too-da-loo," she sing-songed, rippling her fingers in a goodbye gesture. "See you all later." And she walked across the room and disappeared into one of the hallways leading off the main living room.

"See you later," Norm said, following Mandy. "Guess well meet back here when we've had our fill, huh?" he said over his shoulder, but he didn't wait for an answer.

"Oh, shit," Gene said again. "Junie, let's just you and I go and solo it somewhere, all right?"

"Not on your life, Gene. We had our solo at the Aqua-Sex Motel, sugar. Tonight I intend to really play the field-ummm, do I ever want to play the field I But where are the really big orgies?"

"Probably right here in this main room. At least that's the way it was before. But it's still early yet. That'll come later when the place gets filled up. Right now everybody's scattered throughout the house, copping feels, getting and giving head-you know, sexual hors d'oeuvres. Oh, shit! Come on June-just you and me?"

"Not on your life," June said, then made her way across the big room to a different exit As she proceeded, she stole secret glances at the lovemaking on the mattresses. She could barely make them out hut that made it all the more exciting. Good, God, she could hear a very old man grunting and wheezing while what looked like a teenage girl, very voluptuous, sat on his lap, fucking tenaciously.

"Fuck me, you old fart," the girl was urging. "Give me everything you've got in those wrinkled old balls. Come on, Gramps, you got a nice hard-on, so fuck my cunt"

Apparently the action would be exciting and varied, precisely what June had hoped for. She left the main room then and walked warily along the hall. Here and there, men and women stood leaning against the wall, inspecting the passerby. Strangers In The Night, June thought, thrilled beyond her wildest dreams.

Several men reached tentatively for her, but she merely quickened her pace, eluding them. They were not overly persistent and for this she was grateful. She wanted to savor it all; she wasn't in any hurry. A very shapely middle-aged women touched her breast as she rounded a corner. June let the woman plant a wet kiss on her nipple, but then she slipped away from this possible partner too. She did not know what she was searching for, but she guessed she wanted to take a preliminary tour before settling down for her first orgasm.

Just ahead she could see the glow of soft red lights shining onto the very thick carpeting. She quickened her pace and soon she was passing the actual Caves. They seemed to be fashioned out of crumpled-up cardboard of some kind, sort of like egg cartons. And in each one there was a mattress and a low-watt red bulb. There was space enough beyond the lights, too, so that a couple could remain in relative darkness if they so desired.

Next, June came to a cave where a couple was farther back, almost in complete darkness. She could see only the feet of the girl-very young, June guessed. She listened, straining, and heard very precise directions from the young girl telling the man exactly how to eat her cunt and asshole. June had never heard such detailed instructions, and she decided that the girl was obviously some kind of "Instruction Freak."

"Good," the girl rasped. "Yes; the clit; harder now. No, not up and down. Back and forth! Good, good ... now get my asshole. Damn it, I'm spread as wide as I Can get. Put your nose up it. Farther, damn it! Ohhh, good ... yesss, just like that. Now eat, eat, eat....Good, now back to my cunt. Here, I'll spread my lips as far apart as I can. Really get your snout up in there. Ummm ... nice. Ohhhh, you are a cunt-eating mother, aren't you? Very good, you stupid prick! Eat it and let me hear the groans."

June heard a loud slap. "Goddamit!" the girl hissed, "I can get my cunt gobbled anywhere that way! I came here to get eaten my way, do you hear?"

The man babbled apologies, masochism apparently his bag, and then he began following her instructions to the letter as he continued eating her cunt and asshole. "Ummmmm, yessss," the girl said. "No, damn it! Slower! Yes, and really suck on the cunt lips when you do it! Good, fine, now you're getting it Ummmmm...."

At the next cave, June watched a woman in her mid-fifties getting the fucking of her life from a young Adonis, weight-lifter type of male. He had her flat on her back, her legs up over his shoulders, his hands under her sagging ass, and he was slamming his muscular ass at her so hard June could hear the colliding of their pelvis bones. The sounds were earthy, evil, desperate, lovely.

The woman loved it, for she emitted a continuous kind of ecstatic chant as the very strong lad slammed his meat at her relentlessly. "Ang, ah, agh, Ah, Oh," he grunted

"Take that, bitch! Take that," he said. "And that ... and that ... and that ... ah, agh, ang!"

Soon, June had visited every part of the house. Her cunt was wet and her nipples erect. She yearned for contact, but she felt uncertain just where she should begin. Back up on the second floor for the second time she came upon a vacant cave and crawled inside. She felt back into the darkness with her fingers to be certain it was deserted and suddenly a strong hand clasped itself about her wrist. She struggled but the hand pulled her back into the darkness. She cried, "Please, I-this is my first time here. Please ... who are you? Please let me go."

She was in total darkness now, her back against the padded wall unable to see her abductor, somehow she had not suspected even the remotest possibility of this type of action at The Caves. Could rape be possible in this place? Apparently. The voice was low and desperate in her ear and she could hear what she interpreted to be degenerate gasps.

"Take hold of my prick, beautiful," the man commanded. "Do it!"

June grasped the very hard prick at the base and fondled it, not without some pleasure. But the pleasure was mixed with fear.

"Now bend down and lick it for a little while," the voice ordered. "Then I want you to sit on my face."

The strong hands took her by the shoulders and forced her onto the bone-hard and dripping organ. She drew its length into her mouth and began sucking, twirling her tongue about its flared, cobra-like head. "Nice girl," he said. "Good cocksucker, real nice. OK, up on your knees!"

June obeyed, and then her unseen captor fucked her in the mouth while standing. He did this for perhaps two minutes, and then he forced her onto his face. He lay on his back, face up. He pulled her so that she sat squarely on his sharp features.

"Now rid the bicycle, baby. Come on. I saw you in the hall. You're a real beauty and you're square, too. Ride my bicycle face! Hurry, or I'll die! I've wanted to do this all my life with a chick like you!"

Somehow, June understood this man's need and she did precisely as he instructed. She pretended his face was a bicycle seat and she gave her torso a crazy, rotating movement, giving it everything she had.

His groans of slurping appreciation were music to June's ears as she wiped his chin, his nose, his forehead, his gulping lips, with her cunt and asshole.

"Ummm ... Ohhhh ... Ahhhh ... Oaoouuu," he kept moaning as he ate with abandon. She rode his face like a jockey, his hands working on her tingling tits. She could not see this man who wanted his face massaged with wet cunt and asshole, but she reveled in meeting his need. That was what The Caves were all aboufy she thought. Meeting people's innermost sexual needs. So she gave him the female scent and juices he craved to gorge himself on. Sometimes he ceased gulping to insert his fingers into her rectum and vagina, and then he would begin anew his playing the role of bicycle seat.

Then, finally, just quickly as it had begun, it ended. He stopped mouthing her lower holes, forced her mouth onto his engorged rod and fired great spurts of come deep into her throat.

By now highly-aroused, June swallowed the spend with gusto.

Gasping, still in total darkness, the mystery bicycle seat man said, "Oh, thank you, beautiful. That was as nice a treat as I've ever had. You were delicious-like sweet sixteen on a hot summer day. I'll never forget you. Goodbye."

As she crawled to leave, he said, "Oh, if you see a very fat woman-say, about forty-tell her where she can ride a bicycle, OK? I'll be here waiting. Anyone who wants to ride a face will find me here, waiting in the dark."

"Yes, I will," June promised. "Thank you very much. That was delightful."

June was glad she had not come. It had been close, but she had saved herself for-for she knew not what. She slowly walked the halls again, searching, very horny now, ready for her first come of the evening. The bicycle man had primed her very nicely. Now she wanted a big body tingle. With a cock? A mouth? She did not know. She had strolled perhaps ten yards when she sighted one of the most beautiful females she had ever seen standing just inside one of the caves. The woman was perhaps 28 with long, flowing black hair, very straight, and enormous, almond-shaped eyes.

"Hello," the woman said in a very low voice. "My name is Alma. This is my first time here and I am very shy." She beckoned for June to step inside and, crouching, June did so. Never before had June sighted such exquisite, milk-white skin, such perfection of body. Alma's breasts were something out of the centerfold of a men's magazine. "What is your name?" Alma inquired.

"I'm June," June replied, and then, almost instinctively, June's hand reached out and palmed one of Alma's breasts. Instantly, she withdrew the hand, embarrassed. "I'm sorry Alma," June said.

"I-I understand," June stammered. "You needn't apologize. Since the age of sixteen I've been affecting both men and women that way. I'm used to it. There's something about me that turns men into would-be rapists-I mean, men who are ordinarily gentle-and women into near-lesbians. Do you like girls?" Alma inquired.

"Why, no," June said. "I-I've never had a-an affair with a woman before. Are you a lesbian?"

Alma shrugged, smiling and revealing perfectly formed white teeth. "I simply don't know. Quite a few women had fondled me, made me come, but I've been with quite a few men, too. I'm really-very confused. That's why I'm here, you see. I'm still trying to make up my mind. Would you like to lie down beside me?"

June would never have believed the answer that flowed so naturally from her lips. "Yes, Alma, I-I would like to lie down beside you very much."

Alma extended her hand and they retreated to the darker area of the cave, only the faintest glow of the red bulb washing over their naked bodies. Alma lay passively on her back and June lay on her side, propped on one elbow, gazing in astonishment and, yes, lust, at the exquisite perfection of this gorgeous female.

"Go ahead," Alma said. "You don't have to censor yourself. "People seem to go lust-crazy when they see my naked body. I understand. Go ahead and do whatever comes into your mind. I've found that quite a few girls who think they're 'straight' find out they have strong lesbian inclinations when they're with me."

And with that June found her heart hammering within her chest mightily. Swallowing, she involuntarily lowered her head and planted a tender kiss upon the full, moist, ruby-red lips of the beautiful Alma. Alma remained somewhat passive. She merely parted her lips somewhat to allow' June's probing tongue entrance. Then, when June's hand found her breast, she sighed and placed her arm limply about June's shoulder.

June's fingers stroked the full, firm breast for a moment and then both her hands moved excitedly over Alma's nipples, down over her tummy, and finally, as she sucked on the erect nipples her finger began teasing Alma's heavenly, gushing nest. June inserted her finger between this beauty's legs, deep into her cunt and, after gathering cunt juice slowly began massaging the girl's velvet-textured clitoris. Alma pumped ever so easily with her luscious ass, raising it in a slow rhythm."

"Ohhhhh," she murmured in June's ear. "That feels soooo gooood. I love the way you suck my titties. Are you going down on me?"

The thought had not occurred to June, but the instant the words had flowed musically from Alma's lips June knew she would drink from another female's vagina for the first time in her life. She had to! She could not be denied the ultimate taste of this exotic and totally sexual human being. As if hypnotized she began her licking descent.

Alma's fingertips were teasing her cheeks as she worked, lapping at the rib-cage then tonguing the perfect navel. Soon she was sniffing at the lightly-scented, soft-textured pubic mound, her nostrils buried in Alma's bush, as she fingerfucked with her left hand and continued" a steady manipulation of the heaving breasts up above.

Very naturally, tenderly, delicately, Alma spread her legs wide and gave her a slight shove on the back. "You'll feel more comfortable if you move between my legs. People like to eat me that way best. Ummmm ... Ohhhh ... you're an excellent lover, June ... Bet you didn't know you could do this to another woman, huh?" She almost laughed. "But everyone loves to eat me. Go on, June....Go ahead....You're no different from all the rest, but you are wonderful. ... Go ahead and eat my pussy...."

To her total amazement, June obeyed. She placed herself between the long smooth legs and slowly began lapping the length of Alma's delicious vagina. Like a dog, she licked from Alma's tailbone to her clitoris in long, slurping tongue strokes. She inhaled deeply as she licked and she lifted the smooth buttocks from below to meet her urgent tongue. She tried to swallow as much of this cunt nectar as she could with each gobbling slurp.

"Ahhhhh....Ohhhhh ... eat my cunt, Juuuunnnnne ... Ummm, I love it. I always love it this way....Eat my pussy all-up."

It was incredible, June thought, that she could hear Alma uttering the same urgings she herself had often moaned while males had dined on her own cunt. And here she was, doing another female's bidding and loving it.

"Ohhhhh June," Alma wailed. "That's heavenly. You know just how to eat a girl's puss AAAAAI"

June had her chin resting in the channel of Alma's sloppy-wet vagina now as her tongue darted and flicked against the expanded clitoris. She had even allowed her finger to drop and lightly tease this angel's puckered, virginal asshole. To her surprise, she found that she would love to violate Alma, to fuck her. Yes, she wished she could plunge a cock deep into the beauty of this totally sexual creature. Almost sadistically, June then plunged two fingers into Alma's asshole and began fucking hard in this manner. Her other hand lowered from Alma's breasts then and she shoved two fingers hard into her cunt June began fucking with both hands as Alma squirmed, cried out in agonizing ecstasy, pumped hard with abandon and emitted a long trail of coaxings and fourletter words.

"Fuck me, beautiful woman!" Alma cried. "Oh, yessss, fuck meeee! I guess I am a lezzzzzzzz!"

June was proceeding totally by instinct now. She felt she were being directed by a force outside of herself. She ceased her fingerfucking of Alma's cunt and asshole and scooted up so that her breasts hung into the babbling beauty's face. She stared in wonder as this most beautiful of females then nursed on her own tits with such desperation and hunger. Soon she heard her own voice giving directions.

"Finger my hole while you're sucking my nipples," she said, and Alma obeyed. June then knew the feeling of power that must sweep over the male animal when coupling with a sex-crazed female, for Alma obeyed each instruction to the letter. The perfectly-shaped mouth was hollow-cheeked now as it drew each nipple in deeply, and the fingers in June's nest were skillful and tantalizing and maddeningly right on target, anticipating her innermost needs.

If this is lesbianism, where have I been all my life? June thought. She did not care if she were a deviate, a lesbian, a pervert. At this moment, she was experiencing sexual excitement the equal of anything she had ever experienced. She found herself scooting up still further, and then her cunt was forced against Alma's lovely mouth. Alma drank hungrily from her hole, mewing in appreciation as her tongue played a tattoo on her clit and drew each cunt lip deep into her mouth. Alma's fingernails dug into her buttocks passionately.

Something told June she did not wish to come in this position. No. Since this was a female she was balling, she wanted to experience the ultimate in female sex. She wanted it to be special-a special female sex-come with another female. June tore her vagina from Alma's gulping mouth and pried her breasts from Alma's kneading hands. Then she flung herself down alongside Alma and rolled her onto her side so that their bodies were pressed tightly together.

"I adore you I" she gasped. "I want to fuck you."

"Oh, I love you too," Alma replied. "Let's fuck ... fuck, fuck!"

And then their mouths were pressed together, their tongues entwining as they mewed. The feel of Alma's breasts against her own was like nothing June had ever experienced. The feel of Alma's erect nipples stimulating her own nipples nearly blew her mind. Both women wagged their chests back and forth to maximize the friction of nipples against nipples.

Nor had French kissing ever been like this, June thought. They held each other tightly, hugging with passionate arms that clenched and released, moved up, then down. At one point, as their nipples made savage contact and she held Alma's ass cheeks, just as Alma clutched at her own buttocks, she thought she would never again know the sexual joy she felt at that instant And then her knee slipped between Alma's legs and they went on that way, but now with their clitorises making gnashing contact

"Ummm. ... Ohhhh. Ahhhh!" Alma moaned.

And then, just as she was about to reach the heights, to experience one of the most intense orgasms of her life, June felt strong arms. Babbling incomprehensively, as though in a trance, she did not resist It was as if anything that came her way-as long as it was sexual-was welcome. Briefly, she was disappointed, even angry at this interruption, this intrusion, but then she heard male voices, two of them, lustfully speaking, and she permitted herself to be spread and laid flat on her back.

Beside her, another man was spreading the gasping Alma on her back, too.

"These two broads were really getting it on, eh, Sid?" one said, mounting Alma. "They should be nice and primed. Good fuckin', eh? Shit, this one's out of her mind. Whew, oh man do I ever want to get my meat inside this beauty!"

And June watched as the handsome man with the big hard-on began feeding his meat to Alma, who hardly broke her rhythm as she accepted the male meat into her fiery cunt and began fucking passionately and murmuring obscenities.

"Yessss," she cried. "Ohhh, fuck me! I want a man to plug my hole! Fuck me! Fuck me! Stick my cunt good with your big hard-on! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" And June could see Alma digging her fingernails passionately into her new lover's back as the man slammed his meat hard and steady into her delectable pussy.

Even as she watched, she found herself imitating Alma. The male who had seized her, now fastened his mouth over one of her breasts, and he was fucking her very hard, his finger wagging hard up there in her asshole as he drove fiercely into her.

Alma was bleary-eyed with lust as she lifted her firm, perfect ass to meet each of her lover's thrusts, grunting pitifully as she accepted the stabbing hard-on. June imitated, loving the sight of the fucking couple right beside her. The man with in her own vagina had a very hard and very long prick. She could feel its head probing her cervix. But it was the sight of one of the most beautiful girls she had ever laid eyes on getting fucked that most excited June. "Fuck that animal!" June yelled. "Fuck him!"

As her body rocked with each violent cockthrust, June reached out and played with Alma's heaving tit. Alma reached over and groped June's breast too. Then June reached down and placed her hand between the hard-driving prick and Alma's pussy and loved the feeling of taking part in a fuck-actually feeling a fuck. Alma did likewise and the two of them moaned and wailed as they felt each other's cunts being fucked by these strong male intruders.

It was Alma who first offered her cunt-juice and sperm-covered fingers for June to lick. June licked them clean and then offered her fingers to Alma who sucked every speck of male and female love-juice from them.

"Fuck your male animal, too!" Alma cried. "We're fucking these male animals, and they're fucking our holes!" , "Oh, yesssssss!" June cried. "We're using them, using their pricks to make us come. Squeeze his balls while he fucks you, and I-I'll do the same. Are you squeezing that animal's big balls?" June asked, barely able to speak.

"Yesssssssss!" Alma called. "Are youuu?"

'Yesssss!" June yelled back. "Squeeze them harder, really hard. "Let's force them to come-right now-and hose our cunts out!"

"Ouch, goddamit!" one of the men yelled, and the man with Alma complained, too. "Yeeeoooowww!"

"Come you rapist-bastard!" June screamed. "Come this instant! Shoot your sperm right now or I'll tear your balls off!"

"You hear that?" Alma said then. "Shoot your load right now, or else! Hose our cunts out at the same time!"

The sounds of the men working to comply were zoo-like. Great grunts and groans and gurglings flowed from their throats as they stabbed their hard-ons with a vengeance into the clenching cunts.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, I'm fir-rinnnnnnnng!" Alma's stud wailed.

"Arrrrrghhhhhh!" the gasping male atop June gargled as he shuddered, spurting his clumps of sperm. "Jesus, l-let goooo of my ballllls nowwwww!"

June released her hold on his testicles and pumped hard for her own orgasm. "Ready to come, Alma?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes," Alma gasped beside her. "There ... I'm therrrrrree!"

June rotated her ass fiercely and the waves of indescribable pleasure surged and coursed throughout her body as she used this rapist-type animal to meet her desperate, selfish, sexual needs.

And then the four of them lay gasping, shuddering out the aftermath of their mighty orgasms. At last, June slipped out from under the man she had just fucked. "Very nice for a-an intruder," she said, wondering what it would have been like to come with Alma. She guessed she would never know, for Alma had slipped from consciousness and now both men, even though they had just come, were preparing to go on servicing such a gorgeous female. Even as she lay unconscious, June's ex-lover was beginning to dine on the sleeping Alma's cunt-cleaning up all the "good juices" as it were, and Alma's fucker had placed himself high up on her chest and was forcing his still-stout wanger between her lips for a "forced cocksuck." Both men grunted as they worked on the limp Alma.

Those were the words the two men used, and June knew The Caves were everything she had hoped they would be. Staggering, she left Alma's cave, leaving her to the sexual gluttony of the two men, and wandered crazily down the dimly-lit hallways, looking for something she could not begin to describe. Although she had just had a giant orgasm she was ready for more, ready for anything, the weirder the better. She loved the insanity of the mood that now dominated her.

Within a matter of ten minutes, June found what she was looking for. First, she permitted a stout young man with a very wide hard-on to fuck her asshole to completion. When he was finished, he complimented her on the "tightness" of her "little bung hole" and claimed he had a date with a man in another cave for more of the same.

She roamed the hallways again until she came upon a very short man. Indeed, he was a dwarf. Actually, he seemed to be hiding within the semi-darkness of his cave, so she went in and began talking to him. He explained his horniness and told her no beautiful women seemed to want his body, so she let him eat her for five minutes and then she rode his taut little body, her tits hanging as he greedily sucked them, until she experienced her first double orgasm of the evening.

Again, she departed that cave just as hastily as the others, and she roamed downstairs. There, in the main room, there appeared to be 20 to 25 couples writhing and grunting, screaming and commanding one another as pricks were stuck into mouths, vaginas, assholes willy-nilly. There were women with women, too, and men with men.

Starry-eyed, June leaned back against the wall and knew she had finally laid eyes on the ultimate beauty. This was what she had dreamed of viewing-the human animal in all his disgusting, and at the same time esthetic glory. The sounds of saliva against genitals and genitals squishing against other genitals was a sexual symphony to her ears. There were gasps of deep agonizing despair mingling with ecstatic shrieks-and always the steady rhythmic animal grunts of those intent on reaching their orgasmic climaxes. Heaven, June thought, absolute heaven! And then, in the extreme darkness of one corner, June spotted a man sitting with his hands over his lap. At first she thought he might have merely become exhausted from sexual activity, but looking closer she saw that he was weeping. She got down on her knees, made her way slowly to him through the fucking and sucking couples and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"What's the matter?" she inquired compassionately. "Did some naughty, mean girl bite your prick or something?"

He did not answer. He merely uncovered his lap, revealing the tiniest prick she had ever laid eyes on. It was, she guessed, about one-half the length of her little finger. And beneath this teeny prick was a pair of balls that resembled tiny marbles of flesh. Yes, his tiny balls reminded her of the marbles her brother used to play with as a boy. June thought she understood. She had found someone nobody wanted apparently and immediately her heart went out to the man, who was maybe 24 and extremely handsome-normal in every way except for his very dinky genitals.

"You think you're too-uh-small down there?" she asked.

He just nodded, still crying.

"Come with me, baby," June said, her mouth already salivating from the picture she conjured up in her mind. She took his hand, made him stand up and, as he kept his genitals covered with one hand, she led him back to a vacant cave.

'You won't make fun of me?" he asked as they sat down on the thin mattress, the red glow of the low-watt bulb lighting his tears.

"Make fun of you?" she repeated, her hand already on his leg. "Not at all." She paused, kissed him on the cheek, then said: "The truth is, I-I've never had the pleasure of-of sucking a man's prick and balls at the same time. I mean, the thought of having your prick and testicles in my gulping mouth is driving me crazy."

"Honest?" he said. "You're telling the truth?"

Her hand found his little prick and scrotum and gave a gentle squeeze. "Ummm, honest. But first lie down, huh? And let me do what I'm thinking."

He obeyed, and when he was prone he asked: "But can I fuck you, too?"

"We'll see," June said, actually drooling now, "but first let me eat you. I want to really gobble everything you've got"

June whispered in his ear for a few minutes, telling him how delicious his little prick and balls looked and what a "mea!" she was going to make of him, and then she made him lie back and place his fists under his buttocks so she could really gorge herself. When he was in position, the tiny hard-on standing straight up and the little pair of teensy balls riding high, she placed herself between his spread legs and wagged her titties back and forth across his prize pair for a long time.

Finally, when he was gasping so hard she thought he might faint, she drew his meat into her mouth and bathed both cock and balls in a twirling tongue bath. She found herself breathing hoarsely, insanely as she mouthed his entire genital area at once! Never had she dreamed such a sexual delight could be possible. It was as if she were a goddess privileged to mouth the cradle of the male sperm, the balls, and the spouting penis, both at the same time.

She continued her ball-and-cocksucking for perhaps 20 minutes, stopping each time the man got close to ejaculating. She loved munching lightly on the scrotum with her lower lip while maintaining a continuous pressure against the slit in the end of his tiny hard-on. Actually, it was like eating a female with an enlarged clit, she thought.

It was only when her mouth muscles became so tired she knew she couldn't continue any longer that she increased her tempo, told him to come and waited for his little blast of sperm. To her surprise, his little balls filled her starving mouth to the brim with tangy come and she gobbled endlessly, gulping down every drop of goo as the man wailed in almost demonic appreciation.

"You're an angel," he said afterwards. "I was so depressed I was considering suicide when you came from nowhere. You're an angel," he said again.

She declined politely the exchange of addresses with him but assured him that there were many women who would be delighted to mouth him as often as he pleased. "You, sir, are a cocksucker's dream come true," she assured him. "I've never enjoyed eating a man more. Seek carefully and prudently and you shall find a woman who will die for the right to suck your prick and balls any time you wish."

He seemed to be confident as he walked with a jaunty gait back to the main room. Yes, and his shoulders were squared also. June knew hat she had performed a valuable service as well as having enjoyed a unique sex treat.

Feeling rather spent now, June decided that perhaps it was time to find the others and go home at last. She did not think she could come a single time more. She crept from the cave, stood up and walked slowly toward the locker room. Suddenly an Adonis of a man blocked her path. His shoulders were very broad and he appeared to be a weightlifter-very slim hips, rippling muscles, quite handsome.

"Please step into our cave for a moment, won't you?" he pleaded quietly. He gestured and June saw a lovely young blonde girl squatting within. "My name is Hank," he said, "and this is Jill. Please?"

June ducked and then took a place on the thin mattress, squatting beside the lovely, innocent-looking blonde. "We couldn't help but notice how kind you were to that gentleman with the undersized penis," Hank said.

"Yes," Jill said, smiling sweetly. "That was an act of a very special person-just the sort of girl we've been searching for? You are a most extraordinary female."

"I'm June," June said, beaming. "Uh-just what is it you are seeking? This is my first time here. This entire scene is puzzling to me, but-well, I loved it intensely. Frankly, this kind of group, all-out sex scene is addicting, I find."

Jill batted her long lashes in the soft glow of the red light. "Yes, it is stimulating, isn't it? We find it addictive too, but there are certain things that are best done in private," she said. "Say, in a threesome. Would you be interested in meeting with Hank and me privately sometime? Hank is a superb lover. It's hard to explain, but if you liked this you'll love being with Hank. You see, he had a new way of servicing two women at the same time. Unbelievable!"

June smiled, admiring his huge prick and Jill's taut, full breasts. "A new way?" She laughed. "I don't see how that's possible."

"Take my word for it," Hank said. "It's true." He paused, frowning. "This place is marvelous, I admit. But there is a very special kind of honesty that takes place between two females and one man ... when they're in the privacy of a specially-furnished room."

"Really," June said, shaking her head. "Well, I don't know. This place, The Caves, has turned out to be all I think I'd ever want."

"No," Hank said, "that's not so. Take my word for it June. We've selected you because we see that you're special. For instance, you dislike dishonesty, I would imagine."

"Of course," she said. "Who doesn't?"

Hank and Jill both laughed. "The man wift the tiny prick you just sucked off," Hank said. "He thrives on dishonesty."

"Him?" June said. "Why, that is ridiculous!"

"Wanna bet?" blonde Jill said. "You simply fell into his trap. All the new women who come here-at least most of them-end up sucking him off. He sits around crying, playing 'depressed' and every night three or four women feel sorry for him and nurse on his tiny pecker and nuts for hours. That's what we mean by dishonest. If you want all-out, honest sex, we offer an invitation for you to share a beautiful brand of sex with us-something you will never experience with a herd of naked people en masse."

They were persistent, and finally June agreed to follow them to the locker room where they exchanged addresses and telephone numbers.

"You won't be sorry," Jill said, kissing June's cheek. "Honest. I love your looks and it will be heaven for the three of us. Being in private with Hank is something you'll remember the rest of your life."

Hank kissed her cheek also then. "Goodnight, June," he said. "We'll get together-just the three of us-real soon. Bye."

Dressed, June then decided to go out onto the front porch and wait for the others. To her surprise, Norm, Mandy and Gene were already there. They said they had been waiting for only ten minutes. The four of them then drove home. Only Gene Lewis seemed glum. The rest of them, especially Norm, thought it had been one of the most exciting evenings of their lives. But Mandy was apparently still hot. She said she had come only once. Therefore, nobody objected when she went down on June there in the backseat as they drove home. June had not thought it possible, but she managed to come once more as Mandy's gulping mouth gulped greedily at her cunt.

"Ahhhhh," June gasped. "That was good, Mandy."

"Thanks," Mandy said. "Now finger me off, okay?"

June felt totally exhausted, but she fingerfucked Mandy while Norm watched and soon Mandy let out a long wail and shuddered.

Norm shook his head. "Imagine me watching my wife getting off with another woman. I never would have believed I could savor such a sight, but after tonight's session at The Caves I think I'll never be an inhibited 'square' again. Very liberating, eh Gene?"

Gene, who was driving, just grunted. "Yeah, I suppose so," he said. "I don't know though. Shit, I even had some fag go down on me tonight. It felt damn good, too. That kinda scares me."

June and Mandy just giggled, and Norm laughed heartily. But Gene seemed deadly serious and remained silent all the way home.