Chapter 8
"You should have told the police about this sooner, Mrs. Wilton," the detective said, frowning. He was writing in his notebook on the coffee table between Ava and the man who had taken her to lunch, John Weller. He was from the main Spokane police department; they had jurisdiction over Northtown, a suburb of the larger city.
"I'm sorry," Ava answered, trembling.
"Anyway, were glad that Bob Cook relayed the information," John Weller smiled. "I don't like those phone calls, those threats. Where are you staying?"
"Oh, with Carl and Sue Hardisty," Ava answered. "They have the hardware store."
John nodded. "You say when you went to your apartment this morning, you found the door forced?"
"Yesss!" Ava breathed, remembering it vividly. She had gone over from the Hardisty apartment to get some of her clothes, and she had found the lock broken. "That fiend must have come up there after me--"
"Easy, Mrs. Wilton," John Weller said soothingly. "We can put you under protective custody. We have your description of the rapist now; we're starting to move. Do you feel safe with the Hardisty couple?"
"Well, yes," Ava answered. "Call me Ava, will you?" He smiled. He was very attractive, wore no wedding ring, and his eyes said he liked Ava's looks. He was around thirty-eight, maybe younger. She felt a definite thrill between her legs. Maybe she was turning man-crazy! First, Hal Layton, Bob Cook, and then Carl Hardisty. Of course, she had not actually fucked Bob, but she had climaxed in his arms. Even though she had bolted out of his duplex, he appeared to be concerned about her; he had called John Weller, started the official wheels turning.
"Incidentally," John said, glancing at Ava's breasts in the rather revealing blouse. "Bob Cook told me he could offer you a place to stay, in the duplex next to his, with a girl he knows. She's home all the time, and--"
"I know about that setup!" Ava protested, flushing.
John grinned. "So he has a girl friend. Just thought rd mention it. Are you sure you'll be okay with the Hardistys? Right next door where you live? Of course, you're safe while you're working, but--"
"I'm giving up that apartment," Ava broke in. "I can't stand it there, after what happened right next door. Monday I'm starting a new job, at Angie Hull's dress shop-but I have thought about leaving town and going to visit my aunt Lena a while."
"I think you'd better stay around here, where we can keep an eye on you, Ava," John smiled. "Look, I'm not supposed to fraternize with girls I interview about police matters, but when this is over, would you consider a date?"
Ava felt a sweet thrill! "If you're not married, or tied up."
"Free, white and recently divorced," he grinned. "You have my number, on the card I gave you. I can put you in a hotel downtown and have policemen guard you."
"If things get bad, I might," Ava said. "This whole thing is awful-I've done things I never dreamed I would!" She flushed again. "The department store will have to pay me back vacation money; I could get by for quite a while."
"Let me know," he smiled, his eyes caressing her again. "Be careful, don't go out at night. Carl and Sue seem like nice people."
Yes, after my pussy all the time, Ave thought. Maybe I will change locations. I DO kind of like Ella Wood, so shy and introverted. But Bob would be wanting in my panties, I'd be 'paying' for board and room again. I'm really mixed up.
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The moment Ava entered the Hardisty apartment at five-thirty, feeling rather beat after a day's ordeal at the lingerie counter, she knew she was in for more sex. Sue wore a fetching wrapper of bright red, she was all made up, and had nothing on underneath the lace-trimmed bedroom outfit.
On top of everything else, Angie Hull had called to say she had changed her mind about the new job-too much publicity. And the department store had notified her that she was definitely through there. They had given her her final check, with vacation pay added. The radio and TV stations had been going at it, that the police had a key witness, and everybody around the Northtown Mall knew who that witness was-Ava.
"Carl just called, honey," Sue giggled, weaving up in front of Ava, her tongue flicking between her reddened lips. "He's coming home soon with a great big hard-on. You take a nice shower and fix up, huh?"
"Can't we all just rest up tonight?" Ava said. She had found herself thinking about John Weller during the afternoon's work.
"Oh, hell," Sue giggled. "Forget all that crap on TV. You're safe here."
Ava bit her lip, not very turned on by sues appearance. Of course, when Carl arrived, things might be a little better. She had called Sue earlier, saying she was out of work, and this had appeared to make, Sue happier than ever. The two girls could be together all day long! And Ava felt more trapped than previouslyShe would have to start looking for new employment.
"I have to find a job," Ava said, dropping onto a nearby sofa.
"Hey, I talked to Carl, honey," Sue giggled, easing down at Ava's left. "As long as you're living here, Carl can have you do work in the hardware store. In the office. Now, relax and stop worrying!"
"Well, that's very nice of him!" Ava exclaimed, feeling relieved. They were being verygood to her. But she did not miss the inference-"as long as you're living here." In one way, Carl and Sue were buying her. At least she would be busy and not be spending all of her free time with Sue, who apparently could not get enough screwing! The rapist would not attack her in Hardisty's hardware store.
Suddenly, just as Sue was reaching for Ava's blouse, the phone rang. Sue cursed and twitched over to answer, posing and showing off her charms for Ava's benefit. Sue said hello, looked puzzled and then held the receiver out to Ava. Ava felt a chill, but she moved over to take the call.
As she put the instrument to her ear, she heard that terrible, threatening voice again!
"You fucking slut!" came the low angry words. "I told you not to squeal to the fuzz! You just wait, baby. I'll get you out alone and ruin that hot imagine cunt of yours for good!" Click.
Ava dropped the receiver, her head whirling. The beast knew where she was staying! That sense of entrapment grew worse. She fell into a chair, shaken as she never had been before.
"Hey, what's the matter, honey?" Sue gasped.
"I told you about those dirty, threatening calls," Ava managed, cold as ice. "That fiend warned me not to tell the police, but--"
"You need a drink honey," Sue said, patting Ava's shoulder. "You take a shower and I'll fix you a big highball. This rapist can't get you here!"
"I think I'm too scared to have any-sex tonight;" Ava breathed, trembling.
"We'll see," Sue giggled, leaning down and pushing a tittie against Ava's shoulder. "Nothing like a few good climaxes to relax the nerves."
Ava nodded dully, hardly hearing Sue's words. Everything with Sue related to sex, though. She could laze around all day, watch TV, read those girlie magazines around the apartment, go shopping and then be all ready for screwing when Carl came home. How lucky she was!
Twenty minutes later, after showering, Ava did feel a lot better. She was experiencing more of that strange sensation, of fear making her attuned to the idea of sex. She was in the guest bedroom, not knowing how to dress, after seeing Sue in that red, filmy almost nothing wrapper. She had heard Carl arrive;-he had brought a take-home meal so the girls would not have to cook dinner.
Maybe after such a horrible, upsetting day she did need a good fucking! The memory of Carl's huge cock pumping in her twitching cunt ran thrillingly through her mind. With him here she would be more at ease, and she could dream about John Weller when she had her climaxes! She would worry about tomorrow when it came; she had a place to go now, as a last resort-a hotel room under police guard. She could call John in the morning.
Ava decided to put on a new bra and panty outfit she had bought recently. They were of black fishnet. Long black nylons, too. Carl liked those. Then a sleek black, frilly wrapper. She might as well enjoy her stay with the Hardisty couple. She could sleep in the next morning, a luxury she had had only on Sunday for a long time. The bitch in her nature was surfacing again! Being protected from that evil rapist and murderer did mean a lot.
By eight o'clock, after a delicious meal and plenty of wine, Ava was in a carefree, reckless mood. During dinner Carl had admired her boudoir ensemble, he had fickled her under the table, and now she was dancing with him in a comer of the big living room. Sue perched prettily on a sofa, her pink nightie almost to her crotch, her titties straining to leap out of the lacy top fringe. The stereo played dreamy music, the lights were down low, but not too low. Carl wore pants and sport shirt.
"You're terrif in black, baby," Carl murmured in her ear. His hands tightened on her waist; they stopped dancing. He pulled her in close, and she shivered, feeling his big cock lump pushing at her cunt mound.
"I .like what you're doing, stud!" Ava giggled. She appreciated their plan to wait for the sex part, until later in the evening. But this was it, now. Husband and wife wanted her body again. Carl had said he had heard a rumor that the rapist was already in custody, but Ava could hardly believe it. He simply wanted her to be more at ease. While the girls had refreshened themselves after din-din, Sue had fooled around with Ava's tits. Ava was feeling the effects of the wine and the sly caresses; her clit was rising.
"Are you going to fuck me right here, standing up?" Ava giggled, arching her crotch forward. Be sexy, let it all hang out!! Carl still appealed to her, but she was thinking more about John Weller all the time.
"Is your pussy wet enough for prick?" Carl laughed.
"Only one way to find out," she giggled. "You really ought to give Sue her share of cock tonight, though."
"She understands," Carl chuckled. "New pussy. She-likes a change, too. I'm glad she's hot for you and not some other guy, anyway."
They both laughed.
Sue wiggled up close and tapped Carl on the shoulder. "Honey, you get your clothes off. I want to dance with Ava."
Carl chuckled, releasing his hold on Ava, giving her ass a little goose. Ava giggled, and Sue moved fragrantly in, fastening her cunt swiftly to Ava's crotch. The thin coverings over both of their bodies seemed to enhance their excitement. Ava shivered, returning Sue's slow coital thrust.
Ava watched over Sue's shoulder as Carl removed his shirt and trousers and briefs. His big prick angled up sharply from his hairy groin. He sat down on a sofa and spread his legs, watching Ava and Sue start their wiggle-dance. Sue steered Ava over near the sofa, giving her husband a good look at their close-fitting figures.
"I think he wants his prick sucked," Sue giggled. "Yeah, and some tittie-rubbing," Carl grinned, his right hand fondling his swollen dick.
"I-don't know how!" Ava breathed.
"I'm not surprised, considering that guy you were married to," Sue said, giving Ava a hard hunch. "You watch me and learn how, huh?"
Ava nodded, feeling a rising need; her cunt was turning wet, this threesome thing still seemed dirty enough to turn her on, as it had before. More oral sex. She might as well broaded her education! Much more normal than girl-girl screwing; she did not want to get hung up on pussy.
Sue moved over in front of Carl, lifted her titties out of the pink nightie, dropped to her knees between his legs. She glanced over her shoulder at Ava.
"Get down to bra and panties, honey. Play with me. Then you can play with him. Funnnn!"
Ava removed her wrapper; they both stared at her tits, riding out sharply in the fish-net bra. Her nipples poked through the webbing, her cunt-hair was clearly visible through the panties. She began to feel more excited, but somehow it was not like the night before. They were using her.
Giggling, Sue crawled in close to Carl, pressing his cock between her breasts, squeezing the flesh around it with her hands. Ava sank down at Sue's right, sliding her left hand under the hem of Sue's nightie, in between her thighs, from behind. She touched the cute, soft pussy, running a finger along the moistening crevice, watching Carl's big prick as Sue worked her shoulders up and down, fucking him with her tits!
"Yeahhhh," Carl-grinned, drops of clear fluid oozing from his purplish knob. "Get it in your mouth now, baby."
"Nnnnummy!" Sue gurgled, her right hand holding his cock, while her lips opened and closed on his prick head. It was a terribly sensuous vision, and Ava shuddered with envy, slipping a finger into Sue's cunt. The young girl back hunched, moaning as more of his dick slid up in her mouth.
"It does look like fun!" Ava breathed. She wondered what John Weller was doing. Probably dating some good-looking chick; lots of them around.
And here I am, helping a nineteen-year-old girl have fun with her forty-five-year-old husband, Ava thought. Damn id I thought Bob Cook was the one for me; I DID want to fuck hind He took me out and built things up real nice. But I heard the truth today. Ella Wood's folks are real wealthy. They set Bob up and business and he has to keep fucking Ella or he might lose it all!
I asked to stay with Sue and Carl, and here I am, a cheap third in their sex-games. I need prick, I'm nuts about prick. Carl sure knows how to pull the climaxes out of my cunt, but I'd like to BELONG to some guy, like. John Weller. I WILL think about him when I go off!
Sue's moan of pleasure drew Ava back to the now scene. Sue finally lifted her mouth, gave Carl's tumid, saliva-wet cock a last, loving kiss, and stood up.
"It's all yours, honey!" Sue giggled. "Just don't bite it."
Trembling, Ava moved over to where Sue had crouched. She unfastened her sexy black bra and immediately Sue slid-down behind Ava, a soft hand began to fondle Ava's swelling cunt. The meshed panties were more decoration than anything, and Sue slid a finger up to Ava's clit.
The rich man-aroma from Carl's groin whirled Ava's senses. The thick virile shaft touched her forward-thrusting titties; she settled it between her tender, puffing mounds. The cock-heat burned her flesh, her nipples erected.
"You're getting a neat hard-on, honey!" Sue giggled, teasing Ava's clit.
"Ohhhh!" Ava breathed, the new sensation of feeling a rigid dick against her breasts shooting thrills to her drippy cunt. "I like it!"
"I figured you would, baby," Carl chuckled, flexing his cock. Traces of his coital juice leaked out on her flesh, a wild shiver ran through her loins, she backhunched on Sue's teasing finger. "'Those are. terrific big knockers, Ava. Roll 'em all over my prick."
Weaving her shoulders, holding his swollen cock in her fingers, Ava feasted her need, a sweet hard ache building in her pelvis, her cunt. She touched a nipple to his penis, watching it avidly as she slid it up to his glans, wetting her tender peak, her left hand gripping his hips. All of her recent sex activity had made her breasts more sensitive, and rubbing them on Carl's cockshaft increased her flow of fuck-juices. Ohhhh, it was a trick she would employ when she had a date with John! She was learning.
"Ohhhhh!" she panted, pushing her cones down at his nuts, then sliding his dick along the vale between her thrusting tits. It was delicious!
"Now suck it," Carl murmured. "Easy."
Quaking vrith lust, she lifted her head. Carl's hands came down to her breasts; he undercupped them as she opened her lips and touched them to the swollen virile apricot of his sex. Her lips spread, the burn of his flesh, the slow drive of Sue's finger in her cunt, along her clit-length, the sensuous feel of prick almost in her mouth . . , it drew a whine of longing from her throat!
He leaned back: Sue's finger came out of Ava's cunt. Sue leaned forward so that her crotch was against Ava's ass-curve, and now Sue began to caress Ava's expanded breasts and nipples!
"Come on, take it away up in your mouth, honey!" Sue breathed, tweaking Ava's nipples and hunching at Ava's backside. The jiggle of girl-flesh on Ava's anal zone was horribly exciting! Her tits were growing even larger! But the best feel of all was the flame of prick gliding across her teeth and into her throat!
"Yeahhhh!" Carl grinned, his shaft tensing in Ava'a mouth. "You got a natural gift, baby. Take it slow!"
I do love it! Ava thought, sucking and starting to move her head up and down. I could eat prick for hours! It's almost like having it in my curt! I'm about ready to go ox I'm glad Sue didn't finger-fuck me any more, I guess she figured I'd come too soon!
"Play with his nuts, honey!" Sue breathed. "But very lightly! And when you start getting your goodies, lift your head!"
Ava nodded, dizzy and shaken. She remembered that she did sometimes grind her teeth when she masturbated to a climax, and she surely did not want to sink her teeth in his tensing prick! Ohhh, that sliding up and down, up and down, was heavenly! Maybe she did indeed have a natural gift for sucking cock. The taste of the bigness in her mouth, the touch of his drivers in her fingers, it was all far out! She flicked her tongue and Carl trembled.
"Okay, that's enough!" Carl muttered. "Get out of those panties, baby. Climb up in my lap, we're gonna fuck!"
Ava hated to stop! She was almost on the edge of coming, she was feverish, but somehow she managed to raise her head and mouth and break the voluptuous mouth-and-cock connection. Sue retreated, and Ava staggered to her feet. She snatched at the webbed black panties, slid them to the floor, kicked them aside and practically leaped forward
Planting a knee on each side of his hips, Ava grabbed his shoulders, lifted her crotch and reached under to steer his cock head to her twitching, well-fingered cunt. But Sue was already doing it for her! Suddenly Sue's fingers did the trick; the burn of her cunt-flesh on his glans sucked a cry from her lips.
"UHHHH OHHHH-I'm starting to cummmmm!"
"Ram it up in there, honey!" Sue cried. "Get your pretty fun-gun OFFFF!"
What she had not felt since the night before, what she had thought about most of the day, even though she had wished that John Weller was doing it, began to happen! Her cunt was opening for hot, big, hard cock! Her tits surged into Carl's neck and face; she moaned and dropped voluptuously down, jamming his dick away up IN her shivery, tightening cunt!
"Baby, that's goooood pussy!" Carl panted, seizing her ass. He hunched, his knob pushed at a tender swell deep in her vagina, she felt her membranes clasp it, and then nothing mattered except the achy first throbs of her orgasm! She shouted! The sugary tightening of her vagina was as wild as before, her loins erupted in sensuous palpitations, she was getting her gun off on a big. thrusting prick! And it was so much better than coming on a twitchy cunt-oodles better! This was natural, this was what a sexy girl needed more than anything!
"UHH-OH, OH, OHHH-that's good PRICK!" she wailed, her ass bucking up and down. Her thighs jerked in on his hips, the sofa creaked, she was lusting and humping and cummmmming! His face buried between her tits, his hands caressing her anus, even while she bucked through it, drew more shivers through her bod. Her cock-excited breasts were having a ball! They might be using her, but she was using them, too. And dreaming about John!
"That's the way to break one, baby!" Carl muttered, squeezing her restless ass. "Blow it all out on my prick!"
She finished, the cozy nestle of her cunt mouth on his cock root, his fingers teasing her anus, making her after thrills sweeter than ever. She was also learning some new vocabulary! The sweet twitching of her cunt eased, she sagged against him, panting and loving the fullness buried in her deeps.
"My turn!" Sue giggled, rolling her breasts across Ava's shoulders. "Lap-fucking is one of my very favorite things."
Ava shuddered, wanting to ride out another climax, but the young wife needed prick. Sue had gotten very little of it the night before. Ava lifted up, watched his tumid dick emerge from her puffy, running cunt, and staggered backward, dropping into a chair that faced the sofa.
"I like it the other way around," Sue giggled, easing her nightie over her head. She backed up to Carl,-he guided her hips and very smoothly started the entrance. Her face twisted; she uttered a little yelp of delight as she settled downward. Carl's hands came around to hold a breast in each hand.
"You got a big one tonight, honey!". Sue gasped. "It's away up in there!! "
"Ride it real slow, baby," Carl chuckled, looking over her shoulder at Ava. Ava knew he wanted a show while Sue bobbed around on his prick, and Sue was starting to slide her tongue in and out of her mouth, looking right at Ava's cunt. Considering what had happened the night before, Ava decided to put it on for them.
"Want to see me play to a climax?" Ava giggled, opening her nyloned thighs, reaching her hands for her tits.
"Riiiight, honey!" Sue chirped Carl nodded with vigor.
"If you can't get off by yourself, come over here and III finger it for you," he said.
"Oh, I know how," Ava laughed, sliding her right hand down to her pussy. "You concentrate on your wife, stud."
Carl and Sue laughed, and Ava moved her left hand to her titties, starting to stroke and tease her puffed-out mounds. Carl claimed he loved to see a girl masturbate; Sue had done it for him the night before, and now it was the guest-girl's turn. It still was a dirty kind of sex thing, the act bothered her, but she was all turned on and she did need more orgasms.
Placing a finger on each side of her clit, Ava began to work her hips in coital up-thrusts, her left hand busy with her tender nipples and the swollen flesh-rises around them. She stuck her tongue out, wiggled it, and rolled her hardening clitoris. The stings of pleasure were real sharp and groovy!
"Ohhhh, I'm getting it up good!" Ava exclaimed, her fingers moving faster. "Let's make it together, Sue!"
Carl beamed, his fingers kneading Sue's big, thrusty breasts, his ass squirming as Sue rotated her plump bottom. Her thighs were spread enough so that Ava could see a few glimpses of his prick when Sue lifted upward.
"That's neat!" Sue giggled, staring at Ava's crotch. "I'm ready when you're ready, Ava."
"Oh, let's drag it out a while," Ava teased. The thrills were terribly sweet; she knew a few fast whips of her hand would pull the goodies, but it was fun tantalizing them for long moments more.
I should let Bob Cook fuck me, Ava thought. We did almost everything else! I'm kind of used to the threesome scene; I guess I could swing it with Ella Wood. When this damn rapist is caught, I'm going to move around a little. I DO have a good body and a hot cunt. I'm foolish for not having more fun! If John Wellet wants a date, I'll fuck him, tool Maybe Hat Layton would like another wiggle! Ohhhh, when I get all worked up like this, I think prick all the timel Ohhhhh, this is going to be a really BIG one!
"You gonna shoot one up in She's cunt, big man?" Ava laughed, sliding her middle finger slowly into her hot box.
Carl's face was turning red, the scene obviously gave him a big charge. Ava opened farther, hunching on her finger, acting more passionate than she really felt. Sue's breathing quickened, her butt writhed a bit faster.
"OHHH!" Sue gasped, her face very flushed "Don't come, Carl! I gotta get off Ohhhhhhh, yesss!"
"I'm okay, baby," Carl muttered. "Don't fuck too fast when you break it--"
"OWWW-OHHHH, here it cummmmmmms!" Ava cried, returning her fingers to her clitoris, swinging her cunt even higher. Her little pink girl-spire was tensing and burning for relief, the twinges along her legs and around her breasts were real dreamy! It was not going to be a real hard cunt-churner, but a come-off was still a come-off.
"UHHHH-OHHHH!" Sue cried, her face contorting. Her rounded ass wiggled, her hips rocked, her tits in Carl's hands peaked into sweet allurement. "I'm-gettin' my CUNT FUN!"
Ava teased her clit for a few more juicy thrills, and suddenly she could not hold back any longer! The vision of Sue jiggling into her come-thing was entirely too provocative. Ava was indeed getting it off!
She shouted as the throbs of her need spurted from her clit-tip! Playing her pussy game in front of them was much more exciting than she had dreamed.