Chapter 7
All at once, it passed through the mind of David that unless he quickly got his prick up Marian's ass-hole, he would shoot his load.
"Hey baby," he smiled at her, "Let's get rolling quick."
Now they were getting hotter and hotter, and ready for action.
"What position do I get in?" Marian asked, curiously. "I've never been fucked in the ass before."
"Oh yes you have," Phillip laughed, "we get fucked at the school all the time."
They all had a good laugh, and then David suggested:
"Baby, all you have to do is think of how a dog does it. They've got the perfect position."
"You mean on all fours?" she asked, "I don't know whether I like that position or not."
"Well," Phillip suggested, "I've got a groovy idea. You could stretch out, and throw your legs up in the air, and I could do a sixty-nine with you, so you could be sucking my cock while I'm sucking your pussy, and he could be fucking your ass-hole."
"Let me get this straight," Marian laughed, "you ought to draw a map for a screw like that."
"Why no, you don't need no map at all," he assured her, "it's simple as A.B.C. Look honey, all you have to do is lie on your back like so," he said, illustrating.
Lifting his legs up, he said, "you see baby, you see!"
"Are you inviting me?" David grinned.
"Hell no," he said, "this is for Marian."
"I'm honored indeed," Marian replied. "Everybody should be so lucky!"
"I don't think you've got a nice attitude," David replied, "we bring you here and show these fuck films and spend all this money on this motel, and buy the booze, and you object."
"Well," Marian said, "you are asking me to do something that I'm sure you wouldn't enjoy having done to yourself."
"That's different," he snapped.
"I don't know whether it is or not," she said, "I've just got a feeling I'm not going to like this."
"Oh yes you will," Phillip assured, "you saw them doing it in the movies. It looks like fun, doesn't it?"
"Yes, it looks like fun for the one who's fucking. But to be fucked up the ass-hole, that's another story."
"Don't knock until you've tried it."
"You could say that about anything," Marian said, "that's how a kid tried to get me on LSD at school."
"Well," Phillip asked, "did you ever trip out?"
"No," she said, "it could cut into my grass business."
"Grass business?" David demanded. "You peddling grass?"
"Sure, do you want some. I've got it over there in my purse."
"No, I'm not smoking that stuff. You ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"You're one to talk," she said, "raping an innocent adolescent girl in a motel!"
"Innocent, my ass," David said, "so I'm raping the little grass peddler. So, the grass peddler gets it up her ass."
"I don't think that's funny," she said, "and just for that I'm not going to let you fuck me there."
"You're grabbing for excuses," Phillip said. "Now baby, I illustrated how you should do it."
"I don't think you'll ever get it up there without some grease or something."
"Haven't you got something in your purse," Phillip asked her.
"Well, a little chap stick."
"That's perfect," David instantly said, and rushed for her purse. Then, he saw the weed. A couple of cigarettes, fell out.
"You weren't kidding, were you Marian?" David said, a nervous tremor in his voice.
"I'll smoke to that," she giggled, "Look, it's all in the mind. Some like needles, some like grass, others are hooked on sex. I think you trip out on sex."
"Maybe I do, but they haven't outlawed that yet."
"I hope they never do," Phillip said, "my aching balls would sure have a tough time getting along in this world."
Now, they were all eager to get riding.
"Well, I'll just use a little of this, on my cock. Then, I'll be ready to slide it up your ass-hole."
He applied a little bit of the greasy tube to his cock, but found it didn't work too well.
"Don't you have anything else?" he asked.
"Spit in your hand," Phillip told him. "That does it."
"Does it really?"
"Sure it does," he "said.
Now, he spit in his hand and found that the moisture did slicken his prick.
"O.K. Marian baby, throw those legs up and let me get up there."
Marian was not too eager to do what he asked her to, however, she didn't want to make a big fuss about it. So, throwing her legs up, she prepared to receive him.
"Oh, wow!" he smiled, "is that ever nice, oh yes, I love to feel that sliding between your cheeks."
Marian's body trembled, as she thought about taking all that meat in. It wasn't exactly the most happy moment in the world for her.
"Take it easy!"
As David slid his tool up her ass-hole, Phillip went to work getting on all fours himself. In a sixty-nine position, his rod dangled over her face, as he went down to her vagina. It was an exciting moment as his tongue lashed away at her pussy. Faster and faster, his tongue swept along the venus mound. Now, he dipped inside and it became better and better. Letting his tongue glide around inside of her, he became very hot indeed.
"Oh, that's it!" she gasped, as she felt his tongue sliding inside her vagina, reaching all around.
Now, she was sucking his huge cock into her mouth, and he was driving it down to the back of her throat. It was a fantastic moment for Phillip, because he had never before had so much action going on like this. He could thrill to the sight of David driving his tool up her ass-hole, as his tongue swept around at her vagina within close range. It also was exciting to David, who became harder and harder as he watched his buddy suck her slit, and saw her suck his rod. The triple-play action, was stimulating to all of them. It intoxicated their imagination with sex, and kept them driving back and forth in wild, hot thrusts.
"Oh baby, that's beautiful," David panted, as he thrust his tool up her ass-hole.
"Hang on, honey, here we go!"
"Oh yes, that's it baby, yes, I love it! That's it baby, fuck it, fuck it good!"
Now, he was driving his hot tool inside of her twisting ass-hole. Her anus muscles were grasping his tool as he thrust it in. There was a thing about this fuck, that he had never seen in any film. He had never seen one man sliding it at such close range up the ass-hole, while watching the other man's mouth so close to his cock, as the mouth of the vagina was being sucked.
"Oh baby, this is beautiful!" David cried.
Marian, in the meantime, was sucking on Phillip's joint, for all she was worth. She had completely thrown away all of her inhibitions, and was able to let her imagination run riot. She slid a finger up Phillip's ass-hole, and stabbed his ass-hole while her own was being stabbed. Now, she was getting it up the ass, in the cunt, and also sucking the dick in her mouth, and thrusting a finger up an ass-hole.
The coordinated teamwork was like an athletic spectacle, only of an extremely sensualerotic nature.
"Oh, I can't keep it back much longer," David announced, as he drilled her ass-hole. "Yes baby, yes, twist that ass baby, yes, I love it, oh, like that:"
David was drilling her ass-hole for all he was worth, enjoying every second of it.
"Fuck it baby, fuck it, oh yes baby, fuck!"
Meantime, Marian's mouth was traveling rapidly over the cock, letting her lower lip drag, and her tongue swinging over the head of it. Phillip was driven out of his mind by the exotic, erotic feelings that were flowing through his body as one finger slid up his ass-hole, and her hand squeezed his rod tightly.
"Oh baby, are you ever giving Phillip a cock suck and a half. You'll have to eat my dick like that too, and I want you to slide a finger up my ass-hole."
David was deriving half of his pleasure from watching Phillip get his. And, Phillip was getting a lot of his excitement from watching David's drilling prick, at such close range. He could see the slickened tool sliding in and out, and he marveled at the size of it.
Now, David's balls were on fire as he fucked her faster and faster. His hands reached out as he grabbed her buttocks, and he held her in place. The steady thrusting, of his cock, was bringing her there.
"Oh baby, what a fuck, that's it baby, keep it up, faster, faster, yes baby, yes, baby!"
The thrusting tool was bringing him there. He was enjoying it immensely, and how he enjoyed watching her lick his buddy's fuck stick.
"Heh, suck his cock good, give him every bit of it."
It was obvious to David, that he would have to get back together again with Marian. She was a wild little cunt, and he vowed he'd fuck her every which way.
"Fuck it baby, fuck it!" he gasped, as her writhing twisting body continued moving.
At the same second, she was getting so stimulated she could hold back no longer Yet, she had to continue sucking on the other boy's dick, and letting her finger slide up his ass-hole. Phillip was twisting his buttocks this way and that, wiggling about as the thrusting finger excited him.
"Oh baby, that's it, keep that ass in motion ! " David cried.
Suddenly David shot his wad, and her hips twisted as she shot her own. Now, Phillip's mouth sucked her juices in, and at the same instant he unloaded a big wad of cum into her mouth.
"Suck his juices, baby, suck that cock, yes, give it to him good!"
David was still drilling his tool into her ass-hole, as he watched carefully while his buddy's dick was sucked. It was a frantic moment for them all, and he loved it.
"Faster fucker, faster," he panted, "yes, that's it, that's the way to do it. Yes, fuck! Fuck it! That's how it's done baby, that's it!"
It was a frantic, fantastic moment for them. And, they couldn't stand the pleasure much longer. Passionately, they pried their bodies away from each other and Phillip looked at David.
"Didn't I tell you Marian was a good little fuck?"
"Is that all I am to you?" Marian demanded.
"Well, isn't that enough?" David said, "how many guys can say they've found a dame that really gives out, and gives it the way they like it?"
Marian was proud of herself, even though she knew her father would be furious. She wanted always to be a sex-pot, and give a lot of pleasure to a man. And, she knew she had succeeded. Yet, it bothered her that she had hang-ups, and one of them was fear. Fear that her father would discover her someday.
"Just keep there," she told Phillip. "I love to look at your dick dangling above my face."
"I'm glad you like my prick so well," Phillip smiled, "does that mean you'll always suck it for me when I ask you to?"
"Oh yes baby," she smiled, patting his buttocks playfully. And then she let her tongue lick the limp meat.
"Don't you start all over again," David said, "if anybody's going to get a sucking, I should."
"Well," she smiled, "you just shot your cock off in my ass-hole, what more can you expect?"
"You could always eat my ass out," David laughed. "Did you ever do that for anybody?"
"Well, I'll eat it, if you want me to."
"Want you to?" he smiled, "oh baby, I would just love that."
She didn't say anymore, and David straddled her face, while Phillip got off her. As David pushed his buttocks down on her face, he told her, "grasp that ass baby, that's it, yes, suck it, suck it baby, oh yes, suck that ass-hole!"
The hot tongue sliding up the ass-hole, excited him. He really loved the way she did things, and then Phillip made a suggestion too.
"Why don't you eat her ass out?" Phillip suggested. "Both of you have just shot your wad, but there's nothing to prevent you from getting a big charge out of some ass sucking."
"All right," David replied, as he bent over and brought his tongue even with her anus.
At first, even though she was sucking on his ass-hole, it was difficult for him to get started.
Yet, he finally brought his tongue even with her anus, and then he jabbed it up there. "Oh, yes, I love that, yes, do it!" Faster and faster, their tongues stabbed each others ass-holes. The emotion was stimulating and satisfying to them both. They enjoyed it immensely.
Finally, the action was too much. They were beginning to get hot and horny again. As he saw traces of moisture on her vagina hairs, he thought he might as well start licking there. He pulled his tongue out of her ass-hole, and began licking her twat. She loved the feel of his tongue sliding on her there, and as he did it there, she begged for more.
"Oh yes, that's what I like, keep it up baby, yes!" She begged him.
Now, his hot tongue lashed all around her slit, and he stabbed her vagina.
In an equivalent move, she grasped his tool, and it was stiff. It didn't take her long to lick its velvety head back to life. Then, when his throbbing male member was ready, she let him thrust it down her throat.
"Oh baby, that's beautiful," David panted, as he pulled his pecker.
"Oh, what a fucking sight!" he cried as he knelt on the bed and pulled his cock faster and faster, as she sucked his prick, and he sucked her cunt.
"This is better than the movies," Phillip cried, "Oh yes, David, suck her cunt! Suck it good! And, Marian, eat his prick! Suck that cock!"
Phillip was sweating now, and his hand pumped quicker.
The three of them were once again absorbed in animal sex. Yet, how they enjoyed it. Every sucking, fucking second was fantastic.
"Oh yes, suck that prick, suck it, that's it baby, suck it!" Phillip cried.
The action finally ended, when David unloaded his sperm in her mouth, and she sucked him in noisily. At the same instant, this triggered her cuming and he licked her cunt and sucked her juices in.
Now that they had accomplished this, they were really happy.
"Oh baby, that's it, yes now you're doing it, oh yes, that's giving it to him good!"
She slowly slid her mouth off David's rod, and she looked over at Phillip for approval.
Phillip looked at her, and told her, "yes baby, yes, you did a real good job, I really enjoyed you going to town."
It was a magic moment for them, and when David removed his mouth from her cunt, she smiled at him.
"Did you enjoy that?" he asked.
"Oh this was the greatest day of my life," she said, "I never had so much fun. Now I just want to fuck and suck everybody."
"Well, you may have a chance," a voice announced, "I'll take you up on that young lady."
They both looked at a dark-haired fat man who had entered.
"Who in the hell are you?" David demanded.
"I'm the manager of this motel," he replied, "and you guys are taking advantage of that young girl. Unless, you do something for me immediately, young lady, I'll turn you all in. You're minors, you know that, and you're all in trouble. That is, unless you satisfy me sexually."
"Oh no," Marian cried, "I won't do anything with you, fat pig."
"Don't call me a fat pig, you little whore bitch."
The man walked over to her menacingly, and told her, "unzip me!"
She looked at him tightly, and refused to budge.
"You heard me, and don't you young punks tell her to do anything different, if you know what's good for you. I'll knock both of your heads together and you'll wish you'd never been born."
She looked at the man angrily, and said:
"I won't do anything for you."
"Oh yes you will," he said, "you just reach over there and unzip those pants if you know what's good for you."
David looked at her, and so did Phillip. Phillip looked into the man's evil eyes, and he knew he meant business.
"Baby, I hate to tell you this," he told her frankly, "but you better do what the man says. He's a mean bastard, and I wouldn't put anything past him."
"You're not such a dumb-dumb, are you kid?" the man smiled. "Now come on cock sucker, and unzip my pants, do you read me?"
Without saying another word, Marian knew she was trapped. Her father would kill her if he ever caught her. And, it tortured her to think of doing anything with this horrible creature before her. Yet, there was no way out and the boys both knew it. They could be picked up on juvenile charges, and that would be it. And Marian, well knew she had grass in her purse. That didn't give her any out either. Undoubtedly, if there was a raid, they would check everything.
"Do you want a fast suck or a slow suck?" she asked testily.
"I want a good suck," he smiled, "if you can suck it off quickly, that's good. If it takes you a long time, that's bad. It means you just don't know how to blow guys."
"You're real nice," she said evenly.
"I don't care what you think about me," he said, "I care about getting my cock sucked. Is that understood?"
The girl looked up at him, and nodded. When she saw the look in his eyes, she realized she didn't much of any choice. Now, she slowly unzipped his pants. And, as she unzipped his pants and the huge banana cock flipped out, she looked at it. Its meaty, red head, excited her imagination.
"Oh, grab that prick, suck it!" he begged her.
Slowly she pulled the rod toward her mouth, and then she started sucking.
"Oh yes, baby, that's what I like, that's beautiful!" he cried. "Baby, keep that up, just like that, oh yes, suck that cock, suck it for me, yes, baby, yes, suck that prick!"
She sucked on it smoothly, and he thought she was flipping out. For some strange reason, once the huge hard tool was sliding down her throat, she didn't care who it was, it was head. That was good enough for her.
"Oh, baby, do it, that's it, fuck it good, faster, faster, oh yes, fuck it good!"
They fucked and fucked and she sucked on the tool, until she thought she'd make him go.
The "man reached in his pants, and pulled out his balls, and told her, "finger my nuts."
She reached out, and started fingering the balls. It was a wild, exciting moment for her. And, how she loved it. Her eyes were closed so she was oblivious to him and his evil eyes. The thing that surprised her now, was that she actually enjoyed sucking on the cock of a man she despised. What was happening to her mind? She shouldn't enjoy this bastard. She should hate him. But, she was hooked on head. And, when he thrust that dick down her throat, she was gone.
"Oh, suck that cock, suck it! That's it, baby, suck that prick!"
The two boys turned away, the sight was too sickening for them to watch. They felt less than men, as they watched this mean, menacing monster get his kicks. Yet, they were trapped and they all knew it. Therefore, he had his chance to get his fuck.
"Fuck it, baby, fuck it, oh yes, that's it! Do it, do it!"
Finally the hot load of juice jetted down her throat, and she sucked it in. The boys heard him cuming, and watched his hands as he grabbed her head. With his hands running through her hair, they became more and more disgusted.
Now, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, and some of his cum dropped on the floor.
"Thanks, baby, for a good cock suck. You're real good. I guess these two studs have trained you well."
"Get out of here!" David said angrily.
"Talk nice to me, kid," he snapped. "I don't like punks."
"I'm no punk, you bastard!"
The man walked menacingly toward him, and slapped him hard on the face.
"Take that, now don't you ever come back here."
When the man had gone, they all were so shocked and frightened, they didn't know what to do.
Finally, they got dressed, and all three of them thought they would walk into the motel manager, and tell what had happened. However, they thought better of it, realizing that they would be in ever more trouble if they made a fuss and he reported them to the authorities.
As they drove away, Phillip said, "there are a lot of lousy bastards in this world, aren't there?"
"Yes," David said, "sometimes I wish we could get rid of all the people in this world that don't belong here."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"You know what I mean," he told Marian, "people who just don't belong, ought to be gotten rid of."
"Now, take it easy and cool," Phillip told him. "You may get mad at some people, but that doesn't mean you have a right to get mad at all people, does it?"
"No, it sure as hell doesn't, but sometimes I don't give a damn. I just get sick and tired of ratty, rotten people. They are the people who cause the accidents, they're the ones who get drunk on the freeway, and kill people. They're the ones who have hit and run accidents, they're the ones who drop bombs and have the wars. All those worthless bastards and creeps ought to be killed."
"You sound too morbid," Phillip told him. "Sometimes I've gotten mad at people who've wronged me. But that doesn't mean I think of killing them."
An idea was seething in his mind, and he knew it. Phillip thought of his own mother, and all the headaches and frustrations she was causing him. Her suicide attempt, which was a stagy phony act he was sure. It all made him sick as hell, and he wished he could get out of it someway. Yet, he didn't know how.
As they got near their neighborhood, David said:
"I'll drop you off here, both of you."
"Thanks a lot David," Phillip told him.
Marian thanked him too, and then the two of them got out and walked alone.
"Well," Phillip told Marian, "I guess I can't walk you much farther. Your dad might see me, and I don't care to have him give me hell."
"David was really a great guy. I enjoyed the afternoon, everything except that last creep."
"Baby, that was awful," Phillip said, "I'm sorry you had to go through that honey."
"It was terrible, it was really."
Now the frustrations were building, for they were parting. And, Phillip was thinking of something awful he wanted to do. He wanted his mother out of the way, in the worst way. But how could he do it, and make it look simple, simple suicide.
"What are you thinking of?" Marian asked, noticing the strange expression on his face.
"I don't know," he replied, "I really don't know. I'm just all uptight and creepy inside."
"I'm sorry to hear that," she replied, "I really am."
"Oh don't worry about it," he said, "I guess I'm always uptight. I guess I always will be uptight."
The two of them walked hand in hand, and finally she said to him:
"Baby, goodbye."
"Goodbye honey," he told her.
He walked away, and then looked back at her. What an afternoon they had had. He hated himself for what had happened in a way. He didn't think it was right to use her like that, yet, he loved it. The worst part of all, of course, was when the bastard, who owned the place, or said he did, burst in the room and demanded a cock suck. He would liked to have really made that man suffer. Yet, he didn't know how. Strangely, however, his worst hostility was reserved for his own mother. He held her responsible for everything, and, now, he began thinking of ways he could get even. He thought of it this way. She tried suicide once, there's a record of it. Her wrists, they have that all down at the emergency hospital. Now, if he would give her something to drink, something they couldn't trace, maybe, just maybe, he could get by with it.
The idea fascinated him, because he thought, at last he would be free. He thought about her money in the bank, and he thought about all of the things he could do, places he could go, things he could get, if mom were only out of the way. A flash of guilt went through him for a searing second. Yet, jt went through his consciousness so quickly, it had little or no impact. Now, he wondered, wondered a lot, should he?
Back and forth the idea teeter tottered in his mind. One moment he would say yes to the idea, and the next moment he would say a resounding no. However, the conflict was going to soon prompt him to action of one sort or another.
"Oh damn it," he panted, as he slammed his fist into his own hand. "What in hell is wrong with me? Why do I think such thoughts? It's evil to want to do something like that, and the greatest evil of all is to want to do it to your own mother if've screwed her, and now I want to kill her. What's wrong with me? I guess it's just the killer in me. I guess it's the twisted, narrow personality, of myself."
As he got near his home, he looked at his mother sitting in the window. She was sitting there watching television, and knitting something. He wondered what on earth she was up to knitting. She hadn't been knitting in years. As he walked in the door he smiled and said:
"Good evening mom."
"Evening son," she said, "everything go well in your nature hike?"
"Oh yes mom," he replied, "it was a good lesson for us."
"Where did you go?" she demanded.
"Oh, let's not talk about it."
Changing the subject quickly, he observed her knitting.
"What are you making there?"
"What do you think?" she smiled.
For a moment he thought of baby booties, and thought he would pass out.
"Honey," she smiled, "I'm knitting you a sweater. Won't that, be wonderful?"
They looked at each other, and love filled their hearts. Yet, there was something there that he couldn't quite pick up. Yet, he knew down deep she wanted more sex. And he was refusing to acknowledge it, because he knew that he could only fuck her one more time without the urge to kill her racing through his body.
"Son," she said, "Have you eaten your dinner?"
"No mom," he smiled, "I could eat some food."
"Good, darling," she said, "I have everything ready for you."
She did too, and she went into the kitchen and picked the food out of the oven and put it on the table. Now, she was ready.
"Oh baby," she sighed, "everything is just fine, and I'm sc happy you're home."
She reached across the table, and held his hands, preventing him from eating his food.
"Mom, stop it, will you?" he said, disgustedly, as he pulled his hands away so he could reach for his knife and fork and eat his meal.
She watched him eat his food, and with all the adoration any mother could have. The only difference, being of course, she was in love with her son, too much. She wanted to know him again, sexually, to experience every erotic exciting moment a man can experience with a woman, or a woman experience with a man. For, this was the only way she would allow herself to think of the relationship. If she had ever thought of the reality of it, she never could be doing it. So, she escaped reality by erasing every unpleasant thought that would surface in her mind, to prevent her from doing what she knew was not right.
"Are you enjoying your meal dear?"
"Oh yes, mom," he assured her, "tastes real good."
She continued watching him, as he ate, and this made him nervous. He wished he could get away, but there was no way out of his dilemma.