Chapter 4
Volunteers to distribute the petition did not exactly flock to the committee. The meeting ended with Mrs. Hammertroth and a few other old women volunteering to pass around the petitions. The pastor had realized that the townspeople were not too enthusiastic about the project and his assumption that he would find a lot of support because the sheriff had come to him proved to be wrong.
The pastor suggested to Mrs. Hammertroth that they not push the townspeople too hard or they might rebel and refuse to even sign the petition. Mrs. Hammertroth reluctantly agreed.
At the commune, meanwhile, the main object of interest continued to be the upcoming birthday party. They had still not heard about the campaign as the townspeople were generally afraid that if they heard of it they might move out on their own.
The attitude of most of the townsfolk seemed to be that as the old women worked on the petition by themselves, they would gradually lose interest and the whole idea would be dropped. They still offered no resistance to the plan, but neither did they cooperate.
On Tuesday morning, the day following the committee meeting, several of the kids from the commune came into town. Doris, Sandy and Chris went to the movies, it was Linda's turn to go to Harry Wilson's store, Joy and Cindy stayed at the commune with Larry and George, and Steve and Bill went into town to shop and do some odd jobs.
Steve went to the grain store to buy some tools and fertilizer, while Bill started off on some odd jobs. The first job on his list was repainting the white fence around the home of Rick Jones, the druggist. Bill found a can of paint in the garage with a paint brush and a note saying that the family was out for the afternoon and he should just go ahead with the work and they would pay him when they returned.
The job was a simple one and went quickly. The day was bright and Bill thought of the rapidly approaching party and all the festivities as he worked. When he finished, he went to the house of the town doctor, Dr. Curry Albert. When he arrived, he found only the doctor's attractive wife, Laura.
Laura told him that her husband spent every Tuesday at the county hospital and so would be gone all day. Bill, like the rest of the men of the commune, was expected to perform other services when he came to do an odd job. That day, however, he did not particularly feel like balling Mrs. Albert. It was not that she wasn't attractive, but just that he felt like finishing the job as soon as possible and then heading back to the commune.
He did not tell this to Laura Albert, but instead ignored her remark that they would be alone all day.
Laura believed that he had not understood the insinuation of her remark. So she determined that she would have to make him understand by her actions.
Bill was a rather tall, well-built young man of twenty-two. Laura, on the other hand, was of slightly less than average height. The top of her head was about level with Bill's shoulders. She was in her mid-thirties, but she still had the body of a young woman.
She wore a tight sweater and skin-tight slacks that day. Her tits stood out proudly from the flat plain of her stomach. The sweater made her body seem to be made of beautifully curved hills and valleys. Her legs were long and beautifully constructed. Her sweater was tucked into the waistband of her cream-colored slacks and the tight material around her waist contrasted with the gentle flare of her hips.
Bill had been asked to fix the leaking faucet on the kitchen sink. He laid his tools beside the sink and began to examine the faucet. Finding the trouble, he said, "Mrs. Albert, I'll have to turn the water off from under the sink."
"Don't call me Mrs. Albert, dear, you can call me Laura," she purred.
"Sure, thing, Mrs. Alb. . I mean, Laura," he replied noncommittally.
He opened the doors of the cabinet beneath the sink and, taking a wrench from his tool kit, he lay on his back to reach the spigot used to turn off the water. As he lay on his back, with his head and shoulders in the cabinet, he felt something warm slide beneath his legs. He ignored whatever it was and continued working.
The warm object climbed up his legs until he felt it over his fly. He then felt something pulling his fly down and reaching Into his pants to pull out his naked prick. He stopped working now, but did not move. From his position he could not see what was happening to his prick, but he could certainly feel it.
He felt a hand massaging his cock until it grew firm and long. In the small, hot cabinet beneath the sink his breath began to grow heavy and faster. The sound of his gasping filled the small space. With the same small hand holding his hard cock, he felt it being rubbed against what felt to him like a woman's face.
Able to stand it no more, he squeezed his way out of the suffocating cubicle and into the open air. When he had pulled himself all the way out, he looked up to see a bushy, moist cunt staring into his face. Above the cunt, he saw Laura Albert completely nude.
While he looked at her, and she at him, he pulled off his pants. When they were all the way off, Mrs. Albert squatted over his head and, cunt juice dripping from her slit, laid her pussy in his mouth. She squatted above him holding onto the sink for support and balance. He folded one strong arm over each of her legs. At first, he just licked the moisture of the outside of her hole. Then, as her bush squirmed in his mouth, he pressed his lips firmly against the lips of her pussy.
Laura uttered a low moan and bent further so that her cunt would be pressed more firmly against his mouth. She rocked back and forth on her soles so that her tender spot slid up and down over Bill's mouth. Bill, his lips sliding on and off the lips of her twat, sucked on the hole, drawing out more juice.
Laura squealed and moaned, she rocked her pussy to ultimate pleasure. Finally, Bill slipped his tongue into her fissure. He sought and found her cherry, rubbing it urgently with his tongue. Laura became so light-headed with ecstasy that she leaned back until she was lying on her back between Bill's legs.
She rolled between Bill's thighs, rubbing his legs with her hips and hands. Her back was arched slightly so that Bill could press his mouth down firmly on her throbbing wet twat. Laura moaned and gasped as Bill's rough tongue rubbed against her soft, round passion globe.
As she squirmed, her ass swayed over Bill's throbbing prick. Her ass was large and fleshy. The flesh was piled high over her bones. The mounds were soft with the velvet feel of her skin. Her crack was deep because she had so much flesh.
Almost subconsciously her ass began to center over Bill's cock as the two heavy cheeks felt the long lance occasionally slip between them. Laura felt the double pleasure of Bill's tongue massaging her cherry and his hot cock working between the cheeks of her ass.
Because of her position, Bill was not able to get his cock up her ass without some guidance. So Laura reached beneath her and grabbed his prick. Squeezing it appreciatively, she guided it between her cheeks until it reached her ass-hole.
With Bill's prick hard up her ass and his tongue deep in her slit, Laura bounced back and forth, first driving her cunt deep into his mouth, then smashing her ass hard on his long prick. She banged back and forth, from pleasure to pleasure, doubling the trip to ecstasy.
Bill also found the double action exciting. His crotch slapped against Laura's warm fleshy ass, as she ground her hairy twat into his mouth. He let his mouth wander to her milky white thighs and he drew moist, hot circles with his tongue on her flesh. After each departure from her clit, the return was even more delicious.
Each time his tongue re-entered her golden gates of pleasure, Laura moaned louder and more urgently. She beat her ass in a regular rhythm against him and allowed his tongue to become the delicious dessert to the meal his hot prick was serving.
As their bodies beat against one another, they grew moist with anticipation and heat. Laura's twat was seeping hot juice into Bill's mouth and he drank it down with gusto. Laura rubbed her open palms against Bill's legs pleading for ecstasy.
Finally, their squirming came to a head. Bill began to gasp as he felt rapture approach. Laura's moans became louder and more urgent as she felt the hot juices within her body swell to bursting.
In one explosion of lust they both came. Bill pumped hard so that all his heavy come would spurt deep inside Laura's body. Laura pressed her pussy hard against Bill's mouth so that he could drink her hot come.
They rocked together for many minutes as their bodies rose to a frenzy, then slowly descended to warm pleasure. When their bodies stilled, they lay together feeling the warmth and softness of each other's body.
After Bill licked all the come off Laura's pussy and she licked his heavy cream off his prick and groin, they rose together and dressed. Laura invited him in to the living room for a rest and a drink. Bill quickly accepted.
As they lay on the sofa together, their bodies softly touching, Laura asked, "Do you think they'll get you out?"
Bill, still feeling warm and pleasant from the activities of a few minutes before, casually said, "Who'll do what?"
"You mean, you haven't heard?" Laura asked, quickly sitting up.
Bill, realizing she was about to tell him something important, became alert. "No, what is it?" he asked.
"The pastor has started a campaign to get your commune thrown out of town," she explained.
Bill was incredulous. He couldn't believe it. He thought that the commune had always gotten along marvelously well with the townspeople. After all, he had personally balled many of the local housewives and none of them had complained to him.
He knew that the commune girls had fucked almost all of the men in town and most of them had seemed very grateful, in fact, most of them had come up to the commune at one time or another for more. He could not understand why the town should suddenly turn upon them after they had given so much to the townspeople.
He turned back to Laura and asked her, "Do the people agree with the pastor? I mean, do you think he'll be able to do it?"
Laura shrugged. "I really don't know. So far, he's only got a few old ladies working for him. They formed a committee and kind of forced everybody in town to come to a meeting last night."
"What do you mean 'forced' everybody to come to the meeting?" Bill queried.
"Well, they kind of embarrassed everybody into coming. I mean, practically nobody in town wants you to leave, but if they admit it, everybody else will point to them and say that they must be supporting the commune because they are getting free sex from you.
"Of course, everybody knows that everybody else is getting free sex, but no one wants to admit it out loud."
Bill nodded slowly. "I see," he said.
Laura looked at him quizzically. "What are you going to do about it," she asked him.
"I don't know. I'll have to discuss it with the other kids," he answered.
He told Laura not to tell anyone that he now knew about the project to evict the commune. He said that the element of surprise might be used to sabotage the pastor's scheme.
Bill decided to go back to the commune to discuss the plot with the other kids. He packed his things and kissed Laura goodbye. On the way back to the commune he mulled over this threat to their birthday celebration.
By the time he reached Cunt Shack, everyone else had returned from their errands. He called a meeting in the living room. The ten young people gathered into a circle to find out the reason for the meeting.
Bill carefully explained the situation to them, telling them what Laura had revealed to him. He explained that, he thought, the campaign might be stopped. He said that the pastor and the old women seemed to be alone in their desire to rid the community of the commune.
Then, they discussed the actions they might take and the alternatives they had. Several girls thought it might be simpler for them to just move away and find another farm. However, the men felt that too much time and work had been invested in Cunt Shack for them to give it up so easily. Besides, the men pointed out, they could live in the house for free.
The girls came around to the men's point of view and agreed that they must stay and defend their home. The discussion shifted to the tactics they might adopt to counter the campaign of the pastor and his old cronies.
At first, the girls suggested that they hold a sex strike until the townspeople support them. However, the men pointed out that this would probably turn the townsfolk against them as the only thing that prevented the townspeople from supporting the pastor's campaign was the fear of losing the favors offered by the commune people.
The girls then suggested that perhaps sex was also the answer as well as the problem. They suggested that the anti-commune people be bribed with sex. Perhaps, once the pastor saw what he would be losing if the commune left, he would be less interested in getting rid of them. The old ladies could not be bribed, or rather the men refused to bribe Old Lady Hammertroth with a hot cock.
The young people decided that the best way to organize the sex campaign was to offer some to all the powerful people in the community and encourage the rest of the community to come up to the commune whenever they wanted some. They decided that the first person to receive a gift of hot cunt would be the head of the local VFW, Arold Perry.
Linda was chosen as the pussy he would get, since she was considered the best they had. Linda was given the next day off from her household duties so that she could go to Perry's office with her little surprise. She had no objections to her mission because she had heard from some of the girls who had already given him free ass, that he was good with his prick.
Wednesday turned out to be a rainy, but hot, day. Linda put on a miniskirt that was no larger than a long belt and a thin white blouse. As usual, she wore no underwear. She began the walk into town in the late morning, hoping to catch Perry in his office just before he left for lunch.
By the time she reached town she was thoroughly soaked. Her blouse was so wet that it clung to her body like a second skin and became transparent from the water. When she reached the VFW hall she ran breathlessly inside, pretending that she was only going in to get out of the driving rain.
She had timed it perfectly. Perry was alone in the small building. He met her in the lobby just outside his office with a paper bag filled with his lunch, in his hand.
"Oh, Mr. Perry, I didn't mean to disturb you. I just came in to get out of the rain," Linda said to him breathlessly. Her long blonde hair was dripping with moisture and clung to her head like a bathing cap. It had the effect of offering an angular frame around the curves of her face and neck.
Her body was practically naked. The blouse had become completely transparent in the rain and her heavy tits could clearly be seen standing firmly erect beneath the cloth. Her miniskirt was not transparent, but it was so short that the bottom of her ass could be seen when she walked.
Perry looked at her hungrily and asked her if she would like to dry off in his office. She agreed, of course, he courteously offered to let her lead the way. Actually, he only did this so that he might watch her walk without her seeing him.
When she reached his office, he walked around the desk and pulled a bottle of whiskey from the bottom drawer. He offered her a drink "just to warm you up," and she accepted. As he sat at his desk to measure the drinks, Linda perched herself on the corner of his desk. She sat on the corner just to the left of Perry.
To accomplish this, she let half of her ass, one cheek, rest on the desk, letting that leg drape over the top of the desk. The other leg, she left straight, her foot flat on the floor. The effect of this was that her skirt was open at the crotch, offering Perry a clear view of her crotch. As she was not wearing any underwear, this meant that Perry could clearly see her pussy.
By watching his eyes, Linda saw that he not only could see her cunt, but that he was looking at her cunt. She could see his eyes hungrily drink in the sight of her golden hairs and the dark slit between her thighs. She could also see something stirring beneath the fly in his pants.
Linda very seductively shifted the weight of her ass on the desk so that the commander could see the lips of her pussy spread apart, then squeeze together. He was now toying with his drink nervously, not knowing what to do next.
She decided to help him. She wet her lips with her small pink tongue until she knew that her lips were shining with moisture. She looked at him with her eyelids half lowered and said in a husky voice, "Do you like my pussy? It feels all hot and wet for you. My cunt would like to have your big, hard cock in it."
Perry did not know what to say. His face turned a deep red and his hands fluttered aimlessly. Linda saw that she would have to help him even more. She slid off the desk and lowered herself onto his lap. She looped one arm around his neck and the other hand she laid on his leg.
At last he came to life. He encircled her waist with one arm and reached for one of her globes with his other hand. He began to massage her tit as she leaned over and nibbled on his neck. She could feel his breath turn hot against her cheek.
For several minutes, they sat together, Perry massaging Linda's hardening nipple and she kissing, tonguing, biting and sucking on the flesh of his neck. As Linda's body began to grow heated from the passion of Perry's efforts, she began to move her ass in a slow circle over his hardening cock.
Finally, overcome with passion, Linda brought her mouth up and laid it over Perry's dry lips. Keeping her mouth sealed over his, she rubbed her wet tongue over his lips until they were as moist as her own. Perry slipped his hand off her swollen boob and slid it down her body until he felt the bare skin of her thigh.
Linda felt a warm glow spread over her groin as Perry's hand worked on her thigh. Their two bodies were slipping away from their conscious control and being taken over by the animal urges of lust.
As their mouths squirmed against each other, their bodies began to shift and collide, knocking together. Linda pressed her extended nipples into Perry's chest and began to grind them into him. Perry tried to push his burning prick against her squirming ass.
They soon realized that the possibilities of their present positions had been exhausted. Linda tore away from him and slowly took off her two articles of clothing as he watched hungrily. In a few seconds, she was totally nude.
Perry let his eyes fall to her feet and cling her body slowly, inch by inch. Her feet were small, clean and white. They were perfectly formed as the result of their only occasionally being bound in by shoes. Her legs were classics. They were absolutely perfectly formed with every inch of skin perfectly formed and in perfect proportion.
Her legs were like carved columns of ivory.
They were basically straight with delightful mounds of flesh patted on in all the right places. Her thighs were heavy, though not overly muscular. The empty triangle of air some skinny girls had beneath their pussy did not exist on her, he saw with satisfaction.
Her hips flared out symmetrically from her thighs. Her hips were wide, yet tucked in miraculously at just the right spot for her perfect waist. Her stomach was smooth and flat. Above the flatness of her stomach, two round and heavy globes burst out. As Linda breathed deeply, the gloves heaved up and down, bouncing and jiggling enticingly.
After Perry had finished his inspection of her body, Linda reached over and began undressing him. Although he was wearing many more clothes than she had, they came off quickly with his help. For a long moment, they stood behind his desk embracing, her tits pressed into his chest and his cock pressed into her bush.
Perry suddenly realized that the shades on his window were wide open. Jumping away from her, he yanked at the cord frantically until they were down. He breathed a sight of relief and turned back to the girl. They embraced again.
Again, Perry pulled away, this time to clear his desk. With a single frantic sweep of his arm he pushed all his papers and desk utensils onto the floor. When the top was cleared, Linda lay back on it, resting her ass just on the edge.
Perry sat down in his chair and wheeled it close to the desk. He spread Linda's legs so that she straddled the sides of the chair. Perry then bent his head and began kissing the inside of her thighs. Linda squirmed and moaned as his heated kisses burnt on her legs.
Unable to stand her hunger any longer, Linda cupped her hands behind Perry's head and drew it toward her burning crack. Perry obliged and wet his lips before placing them over the lips of her cunt.
As he brought his head down over her bush, Perry heard Linda utter a low moan of delight. He pressed his mouth down hard on her seething pussy. He squeezed her lips together with his own, then ran his tongue along the fissure between them. Because Linda's feet were not touching the ground, she could not pump her pelvis on and off the desk as her body drove her to do. Instead, she swayed it from side to side, pressing her ass hard against the surface of the desk.
Perry ran his lips continuously over her pussy lips refusing to leave them. Occasionally his tongue would dart into the dark, wet depths of her cunt, but he did not keep it in for long. Finally, he pushed the chair back and stood up. Understanding immediately, Linda also stood up, then moved behind him to sit in the chair.
Perry turned to face her, then lay back on the desk, assuming her former position. Linda wheeled the chair in close to the desk, spreading his legs to let them straddle the chair. She then repeated the performance Perry had just given her.
At first she ran her tongue up and down the inside of his thighs. She kissed and softly bit the flesh there. Perry reached down after a few agonizing minutes of this and putting his hand behind her head, he pulled her mouth onto his throbbing prick. First, Linda just toyed with him, kissing and tonguing a circle around the swollen organ.
Perry groaned as he felt her hot lips against his burning flesh. Finally, Linda kissed his balls. Cupping them in one of her hands, she kissed and licked them until they were dripping with her saliva. Perry pulled her head up, urging her to take his inflamed prick in her mouth.
At last, she obliged him. First she kissed the full length of his staff, starting at the tip, she left a stream of kisses at the base of it. Then pulling the meaty organ toward her, she circled the tip with her tongue. She then placed just the tip of it in her mouth, rubbing the circumference of it with her lips and still running her tongue over the tip of it.
Perry groaned and beat his ass against the desk top in a slow, agonizing rhythm. Linda allowed her mouth to slip further down his prick until almost the full length of it filled her mouth. Linda's mouth felt almost like a pussy to Perry's desperate prick, it was hot and damp. But Linda could do more with her mouth than with her pussy, she could suck on his hot cock.
Linda let her mouth play with the cock until Perry was almost ready to come, then she would pull her mouth off the prick so that it did not step over the threshold to ecstasy. Perry groaned with disappointment each time Linda did this, but forgot the disappointment each time she applied her mouth to him anew.
For what seemed to Perry like the millionth time, Linda lowered her head on the throbbing prick and sucked on it. As his pelvis rose off the table to push his cock hard and deep into her mouth, she let her lips slide down it. Her mouth rushed to meet his groin and his groin rose to meet her mouth. Together, they moved their bodies in a rhythm, her head bobbing up and down his prick and his ass bouncing off the desk.
Linda withdrew her mouth again at the crucial moment, not allowing him to shoot into her mouth. She pushed the chair back and stood up again. This time she climbed onto the desk with Perry. They twisted their bodies around until they were lying the length of the desk, rather than the width of it, as before.
Perry folded his arms around Linda and drew her to him. She slid close to him, pressing her throbbing body against his yearning flesh. She let one hand slide down his body until she felt his cock. She gently placed her hand over it and very softly massaged it. Her hand was like a warming tray, it neither heated nor allowed it to grow cool.
When neither of them could stand it any longer, Linda grasped his dick and guided it to her pussy. When only the tip of it was inside her lips, Perry rolled on top of her. The force of his body pressing onto hers pressed his cock deep into her. Linda moaned as she felt it rub against her clit.
Now that he had the leverage of the desk, Perry let his ass rise high in the air, then dive forward in a bold thrust. The effect of this was to drive him even deeper into Linda's throbbing pussy. When his ass rose, she tilted her pelvis so that he would be able to slide out of her cunt easily. Then, when he dove in for the re-entry, she let her twat rush up to meet him so that their bodies came together with a bang.
Their bodies knocked together furiously, their breath coming in short, desperate gasps. Aside from the sound of their breathing, they could hear the flat, fleshy noise of their bodies slapping violently together and the soft, squishy sound of Perry's prick slurping through the juice of Linda's wet cunt.
Suddenly the air was filled with the sharp cries of delirious rapture as heavy come spurted from Perry's cock in waves of pleasure. Linda's cunt was filled with the seething liquid as her body appreciatively drank it in.
The air was filled with sharp cries for a second time as Linda's come exploded into her hole, drenching Perry's cock. The two rode each other passionately with their eyes half-closed and their mouths open, gasping in air.
When their passion was spent, their bodies sagged against each other in exhaustion. For some time, they lay together, conscious only of themselves and their pleasure.