Chapter 5
"Anything the matter, Ava?" Bob Cook asked.
"Oh, no-I had a wonderful time," Ava answered quickly, and she meant it.
It was Wednesday evening. They sat in his sports car in front of Ava's apartment building, and she felt the old fear of going inside and being alone again. On Monday afternoon Bob had come in the department store, walked up to Ava's lingerie counter and introduced himself. She had been so excited she could not remember what she said, except he asked to take her to lunch the following noon. Several younger gals on the main floor had eyed him boldly.
That date had gone delightfully, and now, after he had taken her bowling, after a few beers and much conversation, it was nitty-gritty time. A very virile man like him did not date a girl for conversation. But she could not help feeling down at the prospect of being alone in her apartment again.
She had made it Monday and Tuesday evenings, but another threatening call late Tuesday night had reawakened her old fears. She simply would not live with Hal and Connie, and she would not ask Bob to protect her when he had known her only three days. She had to tell someone! And with his police background and experience, she felt she could trust Bob.
"Let's drop around to my place, Ava," he said., "You haven't seen it."
"I'd love to!" she breathed, feeling another tingle in the puss. Anything to have someone near, especially a strong guy file Bob. The rapist had not been caught Girls in the area had been warned to stay in at night.
She slid over in the seat, her left arm across his wide shoulders, the touch of his leg against her thigh sending shivers up her bod. She wore snug pants and a rather revealing jersey, a bright scarf at her throat. He had given her several compliments on her figure; he obviously liked her high-riding breasts.
I need a good fucking! she thought. He surely knows it. At his place I can relax. I'm sure I couldn't at my place. I was a raving bitch with Hal and Conni. When I woke up this morning I heard Sue and Carl Hardisty going at it again, and I thought about Bob and tickled myself into two climaxes! Ohhhh, they were really sweet ones!
Another thing had happened to her. Hal had told her to go see Angie Hull, owner of the mod dress shop a few doors from where she worked, and Angie's offer had been so good, Ava had decided to give her notice at the department store. The following Monday she was going to work for Angie, who seemed very pleasant Quite attractive, too. Ava realized that her experience with Conni made her look at other girls and women in a very different way.
Bob Cook felt his cock begin to stiffen. It was time to move in on this beautiful piece of goods, open those rich' thighs and slip the prick in her cunt. She needed fucking in the worst way. He had played it cool for starters, but tonight was the night. Yeahhhh!
After spotting her, he had asked questions around, naturally. Deserted by an alcoholic husband, living alone, wearing no rings and with no boyfriend-just the type he liked. The rape-murder thing had interested him, since it had happened in an apartment next to Ava's. It had frightened her, naturally. She needed someone to lean on and offer comfort-like fondling and sliding cock. Terrific tits and ass, a hot-looking mouth, fine full legs. Right on.
He pulled up in front of his duplex, cut the motor, kinked the steering wheel upward, slid the seat back and pulled Ava in close. She trembled, her jerseyed tits cuddled into his chest, ripe and firm, her fragrant dark hair brushed his cheek. Her left thigh pushed at his right leg. She was ready.
"Ohhhh, Bob!" she whispered, her head tipped for a kiss.
He brushed her lips tentatively, teased his tongue along them; her tongue gladed out and they wrestled their probes while he squeezed her yielding waist with his right hand and dropped his left between her superlative, opened thighs.
A healthy shiver of interest tingled his cock. He stroked his tongue past hers, her mouth opened for him, her lips clamping hungrily. He caressed the full inner reach of her thigh, her tongue :coiled, a little eager moan came up in-her throat. His careful, preliminary moves were paying off; she ached for prick.
Oh, he's good! Ava thought, shuddering. Strong and sure. He isn't married, he-likes my bod, he-likes ME, he's very successful and virile, and I'm beating out some o f those young chickies who have been hanging around his store, twitching and showing off. Screwing Hal was all wrong, but at least I learned something! I f I'm a good fuck Bob will date me again! Next time I'll wear a skirt so he can feel me better!
Her breasts firmed out in her thin bikini bra, she felt juices oozing into the crotch of her pantyhose, her clit was rising and stinging delectably. His tongue was diving slowly and voluptuously in her eager mouth, his fingers reachedher crotch and pressed her cunt-curve. She moaned and hunched!
He trembled. He unfastened his mouth, gave her thigh a squeeze and nipped at her lower lip, rolling it gently between his teeth. Her nipples stiffened; she reached down between his legs, and found his cocklump! Ohhhh, it was huge! Those tight trousers he wore had given her a preview, and now she knew how much man he really was. No kill-crazy rapist could get at her tonight.
"Very sexy, Ava," he murmured. He pushed his chest at her bosom.
"Oh, I can say the same!" she breathed, fondling his cock-bulge.
"Let's go inside. I'll show you my watercolors," he chuckled.
"I hope you show me more than that," she breathed, shaking with need.
He laughed softly and she answered with a giggle. A sense of humor was very important. He liked her boldness; she never would have slipped her fingers down to a man's basket in her earlier years-not ever!
Moments later be steered her into his spacious living room. She heard the door click, and her clit tensed thrillingly. This was so much better than an apartment, her cramped quarters. The furniture was luxurious; the interior was very clean, almost woman-neat. He probably had a housekeeper come in.
"That was a good sample out in the car," he grinned, drawing her to a deep sofa, sitting down at her right. His gray eyes traveled from her mouth down to her thrusty breasts inside the tight dark jersey. "Don't be afraid, now. I heard about that experience of yours, right next door."
"It was awful!" she gasped. She certainly would not tell him about who had comforted her afterward, or how Hal had done it! But she had held her secret in too long. Before she knew it she was telling Bob about what she had seen, a glimpse of the murderer, and the threatening phone calls.
He nodded understandingly, his left arm around her waist, his right hand lifting toward her breasts. They simply burned for touches and fondlings!
"That's dangerous information you have, Ava," he said. "No one else has seen the killer. I really believe you should tell the local police. They won't be able to find this rapist till they have a description."
She bit her lip, trembling with more than passion. "Whatever you say, Bob." She snuggled closer. "I feel very safe now, though."
Maybe later, if they kept dating and she was real good for him in bed, he might ask her to live with him! She would feel protected then. But first, she had to prove she was very cooperative and very lively in the sacks Confiding in him had helped her frame of mind. But she had been warned not to tell the police anything.
"Good," he murmured, taking her lips again, his tongue shooting sweetly inside her mouth. His hand cupped her sweatered right breast. He squeezed and trembled; she reached for his prick-bulge once morel Ohhhh, his cock was ridged up high along his belly, inside his pants, and the length of it made her clit flex and twitch! Her lips swelled under his mouth-press, her tongue answered his sensuous coilings, her nipples poked at the confining bra.
As his mouth turned more possessive, as the honeyed thrills chased through her loins, he began to raise her jersey.
Ella Wood, crouched behind a planter, watched avidly as Bob lifted the snug sweater, caressing skillfully as he went. He was just fantastic with a pair of titties! And this lushy, curvy brunette really had a beautiful pair.
Ella had what she considered an ideal arrangement, with Bob Cook. An only daughter of very wealthy parents in Portland, she had the money to buy what she wanted, and Bob was it. As a policeman he had visited the big Wood home in South Portland on a routine prowler call; her parents had been gone and she had been so excited about him she offered him fifty bucks if he would take her in her bedroom and fuck her.
At first he had laughed. Ella had a big problem. It had been with her since her early teens, and she still had it at her present age, seventeen. She was oversized. This self-consciousness about her youthful, but too ample proportions had made her very introverted. She had dropped out of school at fourteen; she had tried diets and exercises. Nothing worked.
She had very strong sensual cravings, she had started playing with her pussy at eleven, she had been doing it every day since her big discovery, and her needs increased every year. She read all kinds of erotic books and girlie magazines, and until Bob had appeared on the scene, she had built a fantasy world. Her parents considered her impossible because she had stayed at home all the time, with only an occasional girl friend visiting now and then.
Bob had not taken her money, but he had given her her very first taste of rigid prick; she had climaxed violently six times-and after that she sneaked out with him any time he said the word. She would not appear in public with him and embarrass him. She was nuts about him and his big hard prick that fit so deliciously in her cunt. Although she had screwed a few girls, he was the only man in her life. It had been her idea to move to a new place and provide him with money to open a business. She had a firm hold on his nuts now.
As far as the landlord went, she lived in the other part of the duplex. There she had her big TV, her stereo, and her erotic books, and when Bob wanted fuck she was more than ready! She hardly ever left the apartment; she had her groceries delivered.The only favor she asked of Bob was to let her watch him fuck girls he brought to his side of the duplex. This compensated for her strange way of living, alone so much of the time. This well-stacked brunette was number three since they had moved to Northtown.
He always did his operating in the living room so she had a good view, through leaves of the planter, of every little detail. She understood that he wanted a good looker once in a while; a change of pussy made him better when he decided to fuck Ella! He had no trouble attracting young, sexy chicks. Each one figured she would move in and be his steady fucking.
With her heavy thighs apart, her big tits pushing out between the folds of her thin wrapper, she could have all kinds of fun with herself while Bob did his thing with his dates. Ella lived for sex and good food and TV, hot books and girlie magazines-and Bob's prick!
While he was gone she kept both apartments spic and span. She often cooked his meals and she was very fastidious with her body, especially her cunt. Her size limited the positions they could employ, but when he got that big, long, thick hunk of meat in her pussy she went out of her mind! Especially when he squirted. That was the utter end.
"Ohhhhh!" Ava gasped, feeling his fingers coaxing dreamy thrills from her swelling tits. "Ohhhhh, Bob! Get my bra open, please!"
"Right," he chuckled, releasing the catch that held the cups together in front. As her tender titcones swerved out in his hand, as his fingers cuddled and teased her nipples, she moaned hungrily.
"Uhhhhhl Ohhhh-let's get naked, honey!"
"You sound like you're in a hurry, Ava," he smiled. His first two fingers and thumb closed on her right nipple, he played it into sweet stiffness, then undercupped the mound and ran his fingertips from root to peak.
"Sorry!" she giggled, watching him begin to work on her other swollen breast. "At least, let me play with your prick."
He laughed, drawing his hands from her bod, and stood up. He removed his shirt and lowered his pants. Ava quickly slid her jersey over her head, breathing fast. Taking time with a gal was very important; he was smooth, experienced. She loosened her snug pants, caught her pantyhose at the top, squirmed and wiggled until she had both garments on the floor. He looked at her dark cunt-bush, she stared at his cock lump, inside his shorts, and then those came down, too.
His cock was larger and longer than Hal's! The knob was bigger and he had his foreskin. It was taut around the swell of his sex; she shuddered wildly at the view of his hairy nuts, the tensed pillar of his virility. What a stud!
"Ohhhhh!" she breathed, her thighs opening.
Bob stood at Ava's right, flexing his prick. He wanted Ella to see it, too. That was part of their bargain. He had glimpsed her brown curls behind the leaves of the planter the moment he and Ava had entered the room: like the two other girls, younger than Ava, this number had no inkling that another pair of eyes followed their every move.
Ava's cunt was beautifully shaped, puffed along the crevice, lightly bushed. The labia were rather thick, like her lips, her tits were very special. He was pretty much of a breast man, and Ella loved having her big flesh-mountains played with and sucked almost as much as she loved his cock. Ava liked it. Most sensual girls did.
"Still want to play with my prick, Ava?" Bob chuckled, "dropping down at her right again. His play hand slid between her fine, lush thighs.
"Oh, you teaser!" she gasped, reaching for his bare, tumid cock. Her fingers closed on it; her hips lifted as he caressed the warm inner zones of her legs.
I'm ready to fuck! Ava thought, the ass of his cockflesh reminding her of those delicious hours with Hal. I wish he'd take me in his bedroom right now! I like his prick better than Hal's, it belongs to Conni! Maybe now I'U have one I can enjoy all by myself l A steady boyfriend!
Suddenly Bob's left arm was around her waist again, his head was lowering toward her breasts, and his huge prick tensed in her caressing fingers, and finally his right hand claimed her cunt! It was like out in the car, only twice better! Naked was oodles better! His lips coursed along the upper slopes of her tits, his fingers cupped her leaking, aching cunt and she hunched her ass, a wild rage of need gripping her loins. Now that she could forget her fear of the rapist she could lose herself in sexual pleasure.
Ella was having a ball. With her right hand on her tingling cunt, her left hand molding her tit-peaks, her knees resting on pillows she had used before, her heavy thighs wide apart, she began to inch herself toward a climax. It would not be one of those real heavy, hard kind of orgasms that happened when Bob was sliding his prick in her pussy, but it would be much sweeter than those she had alone, with only her books and magazines and maybe a dildo.
Ava had a beautiful bod, firm and mature, a sexy mouth and very outstanding tits. Those long dark nipples filled Ella with envy. Ella had rather small nipples, but they were highly sensitive; she was still growing and so were her tits, one of the main reasons she hardly ever showed herself.
Ella ran a finger inside her stinging, swollen, and juicy cunt, pressed her urethra, fastened a thumb on her clit-ridge and felt the sugary thrills sweep her loins. Her nipples hardened under her quickening caresses; she tipped her crotch into a more favorable position, resting her shoulders on the wall behind her. This was just glorious, watching Bob work a healthy, hungry brunette toward her go-off!
I can't blame him for not wanting to fuck me very often! Ella thought, as she had many times before. I'm just huge. I had to buy him, but that's what a lot of rich girls do. Dad sends me all the cash I want; he's glad I have some sort of life, at least. Of course Bad and Mom don't know what I do for Bob! They think we're married! God! If I could just lose about a hundred pounds I'd have a fairly good figure. Mom has one. She's buxom, but not fat!
"Ohhhhhh!" came Ava's excited cry. Her face twisted, her head fell back on the sofa, her beautiful legs shook, and Ella could see Bob giving Ava's clit the expert treatment he knew so well. Ava had a rather large clit; it matched her sensual look, her aura of sexiness. Seeing Ava's opened cunt lips sent Ella's lust into high gear. Her vagina had a small opening, and Bob loved that!
Bob was kissing Ava's nipples; he was making her wait a little longer for her goodies, sucking one long, puffed tit-peak, then the other, really enjoying Ava's bod. He deserved attractive chicks. He probably fucked a few that Ella never got to see. It had certainly happened in Portland.
Ava was not fondling Bob's prick hike she had had much experience. but she was certainly having her funl The poor girl was dying for her go-offl Her whimpers and shivers were exciting Ella more than the other two younger girls Bob had brought home. This Ava really loved prick! She had more class than Bob's usual dates, too. Ella decided she would like to know Ava-but of course attractive girls Ava's age would never be friendly with a seventeen-year-old fatty! Sometimes Ella ached for feminine companionship, not in a lesbian way, either.
"OHHH UHHHHH-OHHH!" Ava cried loudly, her hips bucking upward.
"Come baby, come!" Bob urged softly, as he usually did when a chick was starting her climax. Ohhhh, it was so thrilling to hear those words! Ella adored spicing up a sex scene with earthy fuck talk; she had read enough erotica to have a very good vocabulary. On her fourth date with Bob at a motel in Portland she had let it all out, and while he had squirted two big loads in her cunt, she had climaxed twenty-one times.
Oh, I'm finally making id Ava thought dizzily. It's cummmmmming real big and hard! I wanted a climax out in his car. I've been waiting and waiting for it and now is what it's all about! OHHHHH, damn! I wish he'd get that big hard cock IN mel I love his finger play and his nipple kisses, but I'll have to settle for THIS! Ohhhhh, its cummmmmming fast and REALLY WILDI My cunt is clenching his finger! That ought to show him something!
She sagged back on the sofa, panting hard, her tits shivering against his face, her clit still throbbing lightly, accenting her after-thrills. How sweet to have a man's hand drawing the fun from her bod instead of doing it herself! His finger pumped slowly in her shivery cunt while she drank in the fever of her explosive climax. The heat from his prick seemed to burn her fingers, sending more thrills across her breasts and down between her opened thighs.
Suddenly she saw movement over in the shadows, behind the high planter, right in front of them! The vague outline of a feminine face.
"Bob!" she gasped. "Someone is in your apartment!"
The head vanished. Bob looked up, frowned and his hands came away from Ava's body. Ava remembered the rapist; she leaped to her feet and ran to the planter, peering behind it. She nearly dropped to the floor with amazement and shock. A young brown-haired girl with very big breasts and very heavy legs stared back at Ava. The girl rose to her feet, her thin wrapper barely concealing her oversized body, a deep flush of embarrassment on her face.
"I guess you better tell Ava about me," the girl said.
"I think I get the picture!" Ava snapped, rushing toward her clothes. She grabbed them, ran to the bathroom she had spotted earlier, and went inside it. She had not been so confused and upset since that awful rape thing in her apartment house. Men were such bastards! Bob already had a girl friend, young and sensual and fatl Some guys liked a lot of padding.
She watched us! Ava thought. He knew she was hiding there, seeing the whole thing. I feel like I've just put on a lewd show. Damn him. I was alone with Hal, at least. And with Conni, too.
Half an hour later she was home again, undressed and ready for bed. She had used Bob's phone to call a cab and had walked out of his place and waited in the scary darkness for the hired car. He had not tried a bunch of explanations, and by now he would have his prick in the girl named Ella. What a humiliating experience! She had not even felt his prick in her hungry cunt.
Now that she was over the worst of her experience, a sharp ache grew in her pelvis. Holding his prick, wanting it, having such a delicious climax on his finger... no matter how much she hated Bob, the memory of the evening was imprinted on her mind and body. Her cunt was turning wet again; she would have to finish what Bob had barely started!
She thought of fixing up and going over to see Hal and Conni, but they would surely be in bed at this hour, probably enjoying some lively sex. Maybe they had some other girl there, doing their nasty threesome thing with her. The world was so evil!
Suddenly the phone rang, seeming very loud and ominous in the quiet apartment. She trembled, finally answered on the fourth jangle.
"Yesss?" she asked.
"You keeping your mouth shut, beautiful?" came the terrible, husky voice. "You've done just fine, so far." The rapist again with more threats! But the truth was, she had trusted Bob and told him about it.
"One peep from you and I'll fill that imagine cunt of yours with a lot of big, hot prick!" came the awful voice. "You look like you'd be pretty good fucking. One of these days I'll find out, baby. Did you get some hot prick tonight?" The-evil laugh rang in her ears and she dropped the receiver, shaking with fear. All of her plans about relieving herself went out of the window. She was cold, cold in the pussy and tits and everywhere!
Ava could think of only one person she could turn to now. The past week she had become acquainted with Sue Hardisty, the dark rather plump young wife who made so much racket when her husband Carl screwed her. Sue did some light office work in Carl's hardware store. Sue and Ava had had coffee together two different times recently. Sue was outgoing, pleasant. The rape and murder next door had frightened Sue, also. The tragedy had really brought about their growing friendship.
Ava dialed the Hardisty number, her crotch still as cold as ice.
"Hello," came Sue's cheery voice.
"This is Ava," Ava said hesitantly. "I'm scared, Sue. This murder and all. Could you and Carl possibly put me up for the night?"
"Well, natch, honey," Sue replied instantly. "Get a few things together and come on over. We have an ,extra bedroom."
Ava sighed, feeling much better. They chatted a few moments, girl talk, and when they hung up Ava quickly prepared to spend the night with the Hardisty couple. She was sure she would not be sexually assaulted there! Carl was getting all the young, hot pussy he could handle right at home.