Chapter 7
Bath Mamma Sheba and Leader had taken Cissy's lead as a solution to beating the heat and had removed all their clothes. When Cissy finished washing, she had crossed to the cot where Sheba sat, and lay down beside her.
"Shit," Cissy said, "here we sit while all those bastards are up on the hill screwing and smoking up a storm."
"Yeah," sighed Sheba, "I could use Jakey's thick cock in me right now. I like to go to sleep with it still in my cunt after he's come a couple of times."
"Yeah," Cissy said, dreamily, lying back on the cot and gazing up at the ceiling while massaging her tits. "You s'pose them's something wrong with me, Leader?"
"Why?" he said, from the other cot. He, too, was on his back, smoking.
'Cause I like it all the time. I mean all the time, morning, noon, and night."
Leader laughed. "Tiny's a lucky man, that's all." His grin faded when he thought of his own momma, Rusty, and how he got it only when she felt like it. Maybe he'd be better off with a cunt like Cissy.
"I won't be able to sleep tonight," Sheba said. "My skin's crawling. It's like somebody built a fire in me and now they won't put it out."
"Is the fire in there?" Cissy said, placing her hand flat on Sheba's belly.
"No, baby," Sheba said, pushing the girl's hand down over her cunt and squeezing her hot thighs over it. "It's in there, baby . . . way up inside there."
On the other cot, Leader knew what Sheba wanted. She needed a good lay. But the way she had spoken, directing her comments to Cissy, made him wonder who she wanted it with, him or Cissy.
Sheba clarified the situation as Leader rolled to his side to face them.
Sheba wasn't a Lesbian. She preferred men far more than women, but she did find certain females appealing, and Cissy, because of her tremendous appetite for sex, happened to be one of them..
She rose and walked naked around the cell, her gigantic tits jiggling, and her round, ripe ass pistoning provocatively up and down.
"You feel like a little, Leader?" she said, squeezing her huge tits together.
"Maybe," he replied, knowing full well that with his throbbing headache, his cock would have to have a lot of impetus before it would rise to the occasion. He had a suspicion that Sheba was already planning that impetus.
"I haven't had a chick for two, three weeks," Sheba said, looking down at Cissy's provocative body. "And I've never had you, Cissy. I'll bet Leader won't mind if I have a little fun with you before he gets his tool ready. Right, Leader?"
Sheba's mouth was already drooling as her eyes fastened on Cissy's pussy. Leader smiled. Kinky, he thought, getting laid in a jail cell. And Sheba was really hot for Cissy's cunt. He'd seen her lap a pussy or two before, but it was always in the middle of a pile while everyone was in the throes of an orgy. Seeing her take Cissy one on one would be a kick.
"Suits me," Leader said, letting his hand slide down to his cock so he could fist it while he watched.
He had barely spoken before Sheba was on the cot with Cissy. "Shit, you got a nice body, honey," she said. "I been wantin' to taste you ever since you come into the Devils."
Sheba's hands sought Cissy's breasts. The fingers skimmed the deep valley between them, and then found the hard nipples. Catching the buds between her fingers, Sheba twisted and pinched them hard.
Cissy closed her eyes and emitted a low, long moan. She loved to have her sensitive nipples hurt like that. And, despite what Leader, Tiny, or anybody else might think, Cissy didn't give a shit where she got her sex kicks, men or women. If Sheba could satisfy her, then swing.
Sheba recognized her lust-reaction and knew that Cissy would thoroughly enjoy the encounter if she were properly played.
The brunette crawled onto the mattress, lying close to her lover mate. She trapped Cissy's other nipple and then tweaked both of them, repeatedly, almost cruelly.
The blonde moaned, and her eyes popped open, staring at the brunette's creamy white breasts.
"Touch them," Sheba urged her in a gentle voice. She ceased her rough tweaking and caressed the mounds again, rubbing and squeezing here and there.
Cissy reached out and grasped Sheba's magnificent tits.
"Squeeze me. Dig your fingers right in, honey," Sheba said.
Cissy listened, and sank all her fingers into the warm flesh. The big, sharply painted nipples pressed into the palms of her hands, adding to the growing pleasure she was reaping.
Sheba's soft moans mingled with Cissy's; both women loved having their tits caressed.
"Let me get on top of you," Sheba breathed. "I'll show you something that'll curl your cunt hair."
Cissy allowed Sheba to mount her, and the brunette planted a sudden, passionate kiss on her mouth before introducing the blonde to what she called "tit-fucking".
Grasping her own marvelous tits in her hands, Sheba rubbed the nipples hard against Cissy's twin peaks.
The result was electrifying.
Both women gasped loudly as lust flashes spread from their tits to every fiber of their bodies.
"My God. Oh, my God!" Clay said.
"Great, huh?" Sheba said.
Again, she steered her nipples into contact with Clay, and again a startled gasp erupted from the blonde's lungs, uniting with an identical cry that escaped Sheba's contorted lips.
The two girls gasped their own tin and mashed them against the other's. They rubbed the nipples together in a sexual frenzy.
"Oh, shit," Clay moaned. "I've only had another chick suck my cunt before . . I never had it like this. Oh, fuck, Sheba, you got hard tits! I didn't know it could be like this. It's fantastic. Absolutely, positively, fucking fantastic!"
"Baby, you ain't seen nothin' yet. I been girl-fuckin' before I ever saw a cock," Sheba said, rubbing her pointed tits even harder over Clay's thirsty jug.
She kissed Cissy again, long and hot, and Cissy's tongue darted out, licking the hidden crevices of Sheba's mouth.
They French kissed each other with passion and, when their lips separated, Sheba kissed the blonde's eyes, nose, chin, and the slender white column of her neck.
Sheba's hands roamed at will, probing recesses and mounds. Peeling her taut, firm ass, caressing her delicate nipples, ploughing through the silky strands of her cunt hair.
And then Sheba's hands were on her thighs, rubbing the soft skin inches beneath her bushy mat.
One hand carefully moved up onto the kinky fleece and, exploring momentarily, located the pussy lips hidden under the hairy triangle. Her fingers parted the lips; she raised her other hand from the thigh and sent three fingers plunging inside.
Her cunt was a moist, boiling cauldron. Sheba's three fingers were joined by a fourth and the quartet struck deeply into Cissy's slurpy snatch.
"How amazing! Your cunt must be bigger than mine. It's swallowed four fingers past the knuckles. A little girl like you!"
The brunette twisted her fingers, as though she were attempting to draw a half-circle.
Cissy groaned and writhed.
"More; Sheba, more! I love it! I love it!"
Sheba quickly changed her position, sprawling on the cot next to Cissy, her fingers still buried in the damp cunt.
"I'll do it more, Cissy, if you'll do mine at the same time," she said.
Cissy's hand rocketed to her companion's dark pubic hair. She jammed three fingers past the thick outer lips and, right away, began fucking her.
It was Sheba who set the pace. Stroking her fingers back and forth in the girl's wet hole, fluidly, not too fast or too slow, she created a consistent movement that the blonde copied.
Thus, the two women finger-fucked for countless, joyous minutes, totally enraptured, muttering terms of endearment and rendering whimpers and moans.
Then Sheba glanced at Leader on the other cot. His cock was throbbingly rigid as the head disappeared and reappeared above his fist.
"Don't just lie there, Leader! Put me out of my misery. Give it to me!" she said.
Her tone was more demanding than he would have liked it to be, as if she were giving him an order. Come on, stud, get that thing up and go to work!
"Beg me a little, baby," Leader said, a wide grin splitting his handsome face.
Sheba smiled back at him. With her fist still ramming in and out of Cissy's cunt, she managed to roll her own body, along with Cissy's, and the mattress, off the cot and onto the floor.
"Oh yeah, yeah!" Cissy said, her eyes popping open as they landed. "C'mon down and join us, Leader."
He stood and pulled the mattress from his cot and placed it beside theirs. Then he lay down on his back with his cock ram-rod straight above his hairy groin.
Cissy shoved one hand up Sheba's cunt and reached for Leader's cock with the other. She touched Ha leg slightly above the knee, and started working her way upward to his prick. At last her fingers found the hard staff and folded around it.
As Cissy started jacking him off, Sheba took the bulbous knob on the end of his dick between her red lips. Cissy fisted and stroked while Sheba sucked.
"God, Leader, you ain't as big as Tiny, but you got a beautiful prick. Ain't his cock pretty, Sheba?"
The other girl nodded in agreement.
"I'll say, but I wish he had two-one for each of us," she said, licking her lips.
"I'll second the motion," Leader added. "Unfortunately, I don't. And one woman at a time is all I can service. Sorry, girls."
"Would you like to suck him, Cissy?" Sheba asked. "I have other plans for him.
What's she up to now, Leader wondered.
Cissy was onto Leader's towering hard-on like a ton of bricks. One second she was sitting upright, a few feet away, and the next she was between his legs, replacing Sheba, her hands and mouth seeking his cock.
Sheba walked to the head of the make-shift bed.
"Hungry, Leader? Feel like having a snack?" she asked gaily.
"Sure," Leader answered, realizing what she intended to do. "Feed me, baby. Stick your sweet pussy in my face so I can taste it."
The brunette lay sideways. As she adjusted herself, bringing her steaming hot cunt in line with Leader's face, Cissy held his prick tightly, massaging and kissing it passionately.
The damp scent of Sheba's snatch was overwhelming. The black hair and pink gash descended onto his mouth, and Leader's lips met hers. He kissed her pink petals greedily, his head swirling with the smell and taste.
"Eat me! Eat me!" Sheba screeched. "Use your tongue. . yes, that's it! Tongue me! Eat me! Give my pussy all you've got!"
There was nothing like an appreciative female to stir Leader's efforts. He kissed and tongued her pussy lips, then shoved his tongue inside, licking the inner walls. When he located her clit, he decided to concentrate on scoring it with relentlessly hard jabs.
Sheba squirmed and gasped, but she kept her cunt riveted to his mouth. Meanwhile, Cissy succumbed to her desire to do more than simply massage and kiss Leader's immense cock. Her mouth opened, and she drew it inside, then sucked happily away.
Leader felt as though he were being attacked by wanton thunderbolts. His mind was fuzzy; the sole emotion occupying it was lust.
Sheba's cunt was dripping wet and boiling hot. Slurping noises originated in its depths, and moisture flowed into his mouth and down his chin. Her woman scent filled his nostrils and was a more beautiful smell to him than any perfume.
Cissy's sucking gained speed. Her mouth was a savage, persistent instrument, carrying him nearer and nearer to orgasm. He groaned, but the sound went unheard, muffled by the slit that was pressed to his face.
Sheba suddenly withdrew her cunt.
"Wait," she implored. "Stop, and let's switch positions. I've got to have his cock in me or I'll die!"
The near desperation in her voice persuaded Leader to go along with her scheme, whatever it was. He removed his tongue from her slit, and she rolled off of his head.
"I want to eat your pussy, Cissy, while I take Leader's cock up my cunt." Sheba's voice was filled with need and lust as she turned Cissy so she could bury her head between the blonde's legs.
Leader's cock shot like an arrow deep into Sheba's sweet pussy with a single, driving stroke. Sheba had a big, well-reamed cunt, but Leader's cock could fill it. Sheba sighed into Cissy's hairy snatch as the hot prick filled her pussy.
Leader was a good fuck with a nice dick. She had fucked him many times before, but never with her mouth full of Cissy's sweet, sapping cunt. It was a whole new world of exciting sex, even if it was in a jail cell.
Cissy covered Sheba's grinding face with her cunt.
"Go to it, Sheba! It won't take much to set me off. I'm almost there already," she said.
Sheba's tongue, red and wet, scooted out and dived into Cissy's crack. Cissy gasped and writhed as the fleshy tip tickled her clit and lapped her searing insides.
Loader's prick rested momentarily in Sheba's cunt, relishing the oven-like warmth she radiated. Then he lashed out at her, his thighs pounding and pounding his volleys into her.
He mauled Cissy's breasts while he fired his shots deep into Sheba's cunt. He twisted the plump tits this way and that, tweaking her quivering nipples.
The sheer depth and intensity of the thrills they were experiencing soon had all three on the very edge of heaven, on the towering, exhausting brink of total climax.
Leader and Cissy climaxed together, with Sheba not far behind them, as Leader's jizz poured like hot lava into her belly. His prick spurted insanely. It felt, to both of them, as though it would never stop. Sheba's cunt overflowed with his cum which seeped back out her pussy lips to cake on his balls and pubic hair.
At the same time, Sheba's face was nearly being drowned by the flood of warm love juices pouring over her from Cissy's gushing pussy.
She was moaning in bliss and rapture, licking Cissy's cunt clean and milking Leader's cock dry with her own pussy, when her head suddenly snapped up to attention from between Cissy's thighs.
The cell was bathed in early morning sunlight and outside there was the unmistakable, ear pounding roar of two dozen powerful motorcycles.
Myron was having one of his recurring dreams. It was usually the same dream about the same girl. She always looked like Cindy, no matter what name she took in the dream, and she was always a whore.
A pimp had given him an address in the slum section of the city. It was damp as he slowly drove through the quiet streets, the wet heat hanging like a blanket around the car.
He turned the car into a narrow side Street. Bums, prostitutes and drunks were gathered in little bands on the corners of the twisting Street. Above the car, old women with huge, sagging breasts, and men in grimy, sweaty T-shirts hung out of windows, slowly fanning themselves with rolled-up newspapers. Kids sat playing alone on fire escapes. As he passed, they gave him the finger and yelled obscenities,
"Where's the whore?" Myron yelled.
"One block down," yelled a little boy, "but I go for nothin'!"
He parked the car and walked past ruined whores wearing fancy wigs, looked into still-open shops, passed a record store that blared wild jazz, had a coke in a stand-up joint" frequented by leather-jacketed punks and finally found the building he sought.
By this time, Myron's shirt was sopping wet, his suit limp and his necktie a heavy weight around his neck. He entered the dingy walk-up, hiked five flights to the top, rang a bell and was admitted by a stunning girl. She was indeed young and quite naked.
"Hello, Myron," she said.
"Hello, Cindy."
"Take your clothes off, Myron. You come to fuck me, didn't you?"
"Well, take your clothes off. It's easier to fuck me without your clothes on."
"All right."
His clothes fell, his eyes taking in everything at the same time. The furniture was all zebra-striped; there were ornate cabinets, oversized floor cushions and the whore leaned against what appeared to be a ten-foot-long buffet.
There was also an enormous bubble lamp that dropped a strange light on everything, altering the color of Cindy's hair and shade of skin, making the white rug seem gray, and dark furnishing light.
The girl's eyes were a pale blue, her features were aristocratic, her expression haughty. Her body was slender but extremely curved, with full, heaving breasts and a bush below her stomach so thick that a wig could have been made from it.
Her naked beauty pleased him. He had an erection and an indescribable pleasure filled his loins. Swiftly, he dropped his pants and freed his cock, letting it shoot straight out.
"Oh, that is a good size!" the girl said, wrapping her hand about the stiffened rod. "Hard!"
"I hate your fucking guts, Cindy," Myron said, his mouth kissing her neck as his hands roamed over the firm, out-thrust breasts. One hand dropped from her breast to roll over her rounded stomach. He found her thick, young bush and plunged two fingers through the pubic hairs into the hot opening.
"Ouch."
"Good, huh?" he said.
"Yeah . . . it hurts," she replied. "Do it some more."
He put his cock between her legs and took her standing up. She spread her legs for his entrance and took all of his rigid meat easily up into her sopping cunt. He pounded into her pussy like a wild man and came almost immediately.
His thick jizz shot into her in great wads, giving them both more pleasure than either could remember.
"You're a lousy fuck, Myron. Fuck me some more!"
"I hate you, Cindy, but I love your rotten cunt!"
Far from going limp, Myron retained his erection. To Cindy's surprise, he kept humping her even harder, plunging his cock in and out of her slurping pussy.
This time she joined him all the way; leaping on the balls of her feet, she twisted her taut ass and pound her cunt over his surging rod. She mewled in delight as she kissed him and thrust her tongue deep into his throat. "I'm coming!" she cried.
"Whore's don't come," he replied.
"This whore does, you asshole," she said, "because she loves to fuck so much."
"How come you wouldn't fuck me before, then?"
"Never mind! Just fuck me! I'm coming, damn it!"
Suddenly her cunt seemed to open wider and close tight, then even tighter, and she became hysterical.
It was difficult to stay in her. He clutched her hard. "Easy, we got all night."
"Ah, no! No, Itch you . . . Noooooo!" Myron pulled out, passing his mouth over whatever areas of her body excited him. Her skin was tight and fresh, her shape terrific.
He wanted to play with that fabulous body for a while, but she was dying for another orgasm. They dropped to the floor and started fucking again.
She raised her legs high, guided him knowingly to the center of her cunt, and took his cock up her in one hard lunge.
"You don't know how to fuck very good, Myron, but you've got a big cock."
"The hell I don't fuck good," he panted. "Jessica Laird thinks I'm the best fuck she ever had."
"That's because she doesn't get enough cock. Lauren can't fuck either."
Her thighs, holding him close, were strong, her belly cushiony, her pussy tight and moist. Her fabulously shaped body bent, her ass bounced up like balls, and he was sheathed, running right in on the well-oiled track. Her hips writhed spasmodically while he jabbed into her. Her arms clasped tight around his neck.
He attempted to grasp her grinding, elusive rump with one hand and a firm breast with the other. She popped, climaxing silently, not saying a word, only gasping when she felt his cum flushing her insides.
Suddenly, she hauled off and smacked his face, causing his ears to ring. Another shot, coming right up from the floor, rocked his head and left his eyes running water.
"You fucking bitch!"
"Ha, ha, fight me, fight me, fight me." With his body wedged between her taut thighs, Myron delivered a dozen slaps, to her face. Her head went this fly and that and thin trails of blood leaked from both corners of her mouth. But she didn't cry. Instead, she laughed and begged him for more.
Masochistically, Cindy shoved her ass up. His hands clutched her rump, he sank his teeth into her shoulders and started to rise and fall, finding that as he pumped away, his cock stiffened even harder.
She sank back, moving only the lower part of her body while he went up and down, diving into her with long strokes of his prick. Now and then he altered the rhythm of his attack and soon she was crooning another climax.
Cindy, the whore, was yelling, "More... more, MORE!" when rough hands shook Myron awake.
"Myron.. Myron, wake up... wake up!" "Huh... wha. . ." He opened his eyes. Walker was standing above him. Outside, he could hear a deafening roar.
"What's the matter?"
"Man," Walker said, "we got us some fuckin' trouble."