Chapter 7
Saturday night came all too quick for Marilyn. She was hardly prepared for what she faced. Her brother, Wally, tried to be as helpful as he knew how.
"You're really going to enjoy this place," he told her. "We got two rooms. And in one room they've got a color TV with fuck films. That will get them all stimulated."
"I don't know whether I want them all stimulated," Marilyn said reluctantly.
"Don't be that way," her brother said testily. "Are you liberated or not?"
"I don't know whether I'm that liberated or not," Marilyn admitted.
It was becoming obvious to him that he had better do some quick persuasion.
"I'll tell you the truth," Wally said softly, "you're the best fuck I ever had. And that's saying a lot."
"Considering how much you've played around, Wally, I guess it is," Marilyn mused.
It was time to go to the motel and Wally decided he would use a little brotherly persuasion.
"Give me a kiss," he smiled, " a kiss before screwing."
She held him tightly to her and wished that he would settle for having sex with-her and not pawning her off to ten of his buddies.
There was no way out now and she knew it. Even though she was determined to go through with it she still wished something would come up that would make it possible for her to get out of it all.
It didn't appear that would happen.
"What shall I wear?" she asked him.
"You don't have to worry about that," he said, "you'll be tripping around that motel bare assed naked."
"At least I'm going to put on a wig and some false eyelashes," Marilyn insisted.
Going to her bedroom she put on her wig. Just as she was about to put on her eyelashes, her father stepped in.
"Have a good time tonight, honey," he told her.
"You, too, Dad," she said.
When he observed her putting on the false eyelashes he was curious to know where she was going.
"Who are you going with tonight?" he questioned her.
"With me," Wally said, as he entered the room quickly.
"I guess you'll be safe with your brother," he said.
"We're just going to a flick," Wally told his father.
"Why are you getting so dressed up just to go to a movie?"
"Don't worry about it, Daddy," she said, "I don't worry about you, maybe I should."
He gulped as he didn't want his son to have any idea there was something between them.
"Take care," he said, getting away as quickly as he knew how.
It was obvious to him that he was going to face problems. Plenty of problems. When he was gone, Wally and Marilyn made a hasty exit.
"Dad delayed us," he complained. "We're gonna be late."
"Well don't drive like a maniac on the freeway," she warned him.
She got into his car and he suggested that she give him a blow job while he was driving her to the motel.
"I don't want to," she objected.
"Well you'd better, sis," he explained. "I don't want any of those at school to catch on I'm having sex with my sister."
"All right," she agreed.
It bothered her to muss up her hair and she removed her wig as she bent down beneath the steering wheel to get at his cock.
Unzipping his fly she reached in to pull out his penis.
"It's hard already," he smiled proudly.
"It didn't take long, did it?" she observed.
It was becoming obvious to him that she was eager for sex. And he was just as anxious to accommodate her lustful desires. She stroke his long penis with her tongue. She whipped it around the head and she got so excited over contemplating his load that she forgot about the steering wheel and gave her head a nasty bump.
"Ouch," Marilyn complained.
"Don't get carried away," he told her.
"This is no damned place to give a blow job," she said angrily.
"Hurry up," he complained, "we're almost there. I've got to get my rocks off."
Realizing that she had little or no alternative she slipped her mouth over the head of his shaft and started slowly sucking. The harder she sucked, the harder he got. She could taste him starting to cum.
"Suck it," he panted, "suck it, baby, suck."
It pleased her to reach for his balls and pull them out. She massaged his balls while she ate his cock.
"Oh, wow!" he panted, "does that ever feel good. Keep it up, honey."
She couldn't move her head very far as the space beneath the steering wheel wouldn't permit it. She developed a suction with the head of his shaft that had him so hot she knew that soon he would be exploding. His hot cock exploded in her mouth.
"Suck it off," he panted, "suck, baby, suck."
The hot cream spurted from the head of his cock. She gulped it greedily.
"Oh," Wally groaned in delight, "keeping sucking. Yes, baby. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck it all out."
The pleasure he was experiencing now was driving him ape.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," he panted, "oh, yes, get the juice. Suck it all out."
Marilyn completed the task. It pleased him no end that she enjoyed it so much.
She pulled herself off him reluctantly. They were just turning off the freeway now and she knew she had to be prepared for what was to follow. Pulling the wig from the back seat she put it back on her head and tried to straighten it as best she could with the hand mirror.
"You look great," he told her, "don't worry about a thing. Those studs aren't going to be looking at your hair. They're gonna be watching your mouth. They're gonna watch your cheeks suck in while you eat their pricks. That's what they dig."
All at once she realized she didn't have the money. She wondered if her brother and Cliff would take the cash and forget her.
"When do I get my loot?" she asked.
"You haven't even blown them yet and you're asking about the money," he chuckled.
"I'm not counting on those cats giving five cents after they've gotten their rocks off," she said testily. "You get that cash in advance, do you understand?"
"Sure," he said, "I wasn't born yesterday."
He was parking at the Seawind Motel. And as she got out she couldn't help observe the flashing sign that announced "Water Beds and Adults Films on Color TV."
"What kind of motel is this?" she demanded.
Her eyes wandered about as she saw young women being accompanied by older men going to the different motel rooms.
"This is a real groovy motel," he chuckled, "real groovy."
"Yeah," she said. "It's a fucking whorehouse."
"Naughty, naughty," he laughed. "You shouldn't say such things."
"Well it's the truth," she said, "why don't you admit it?"
Wally laughed as he saw how up-tight his sister was getting. She was determined to get it over with as quickly as possible.
"I just want that money in advance. Before I suck off one cock, I'm getting my cash."
"All right, all right," he agreed.
When they got into the motel room Cliff met them.
"We've got a great system going," Cliff said. "We were lucky enough to get two rooms. We figured we needed it with all of us."
"Ten studs," she said, "that represents one hundred bucks. I want my sixty bucks."
"Well it won't be sixty," Cliff said softly. The room cost thirty. And your brother and I get ten each. So you get fifty."
"I agreed to sixty," she said. "If somebody is going to take a cut it isn't going to be me."
Wally recognized he had to apply some psychology and fast.
"But, baby," he said, "we wanted you to have the privacy of our own room. Then you could take your time getting ready for the action. Otherwise, we would barge into one bedroom and all of the guys would be there and you wouldn't have time to strip alone."
She thought that over and it seemed to make sense.
"I guess that was thoughtful of you," she admitted.
"Sure it was," Wally smiled.
Wally and Cliff began undressing. She realized it was time to follow suit.
When she was down to her panties and bra a pang of remorse went through her.
"I don't know whether I can go through with this or not," she said tightly.
"You can't back out now," Cliff said.
Pulling off her bra she looked at her bosoms in the mirror. She lightly massaged them and smiled.
"All that glamour," Wally said, "shouldn't be wasted on one or two guys. You've got something to show, honey. You look like one of those centerfold models in Playboy."
"Do I really?" she turned around as she slid out of her panties and patted her pussy.
"You bet your sweet ass you do," Cliff said. "Mentioning that ass, I'd like to fuck it after the other cats have gotten their blow jobs. Your brother and I are going to stay here and have our good time when they're gone. No use letting this nice big water bed go to waste."
"I should really charge you both," she said quietly.
"We're acting as your agents," Wally laughed.
It didn't require much imagination for her to realize that she had to get into action soon. For the loud talk coming from the other bedroom indicated that the young studs were hot to get into her."
"The party better begin," Cliff said, "they're going nuts next door to get their rocks off." She smiled.
"What position do I get in?" she asked.
"Well you would get sore knees if you knelt while you blew ten guys," Wally smiled. "You'd better get on your back. They can ride your tits while they fuck your face."
"All right," she said, "let's get it over with."
The door was opened and one young boy came in.
"Marvin," Wally smiled, "how's that for a nice looking chick?"
Marvin's eyes bulged as he looked at Marilyn.
"She's beautiful," he admitted.
"She sure is," Cliff grinned, "and she's dying to eat your prick."
"Are you?" Marvin asked her.
"Haven't you heard about chicks who dig sperm?" she smiled. "They love to drink it."
"No," he admitted, "I haven't. But if you want to suck my juice out, you're out, you're welcome to it."
He realized that it was time for him to get into action.
"Over here, honey," she said, patting her breasts as she told him where to position himself.
Marvin straddled her. Resting his legs on either side of her, he slowly eased his buttocks down to her bosoms.
"You're gonna give me a real good time," she smiled.
With his penis pointed at her mouth, she opened.
"Suck me," he said, "suck my cock off." As he got more and more excited he became bolder.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat my dick."
She gladly took him on. He was so stimulated now he was trembling.
"That's it," he told her, "suck the juice out of it"
Marilyn's mouth moved smoothly over his penis head. She realized that with ten boys to take on she couldn't take too much time with preliminaries.
She massaged his flexing ass muscles as he fucked vigorously.
"Tell her to finger your asshole," Cliff suggested, getting a hard-on watching.
"Fuck my asshole," he told her.
Marilyn wasted no time in parting his firm young behind. Gingerly slipping a finger between his ass cheeks, she slowly eased her finger up his asshole. The sensation of having his prostate gland massaged while she sucked on his penis added greatly to his pleasure.
"Suck it off," he panted, "suck, baby, suck. That's how you do it. Suck that cock."
Marvin's balls jiggled as his saliva-slickened rod thrust in and out of her sensuous mouth.
"Eat it," he said, "swallow my sperm. Come on, sperm lover, suck that cock."
Marilyn felt him starting to juice. It triggered some wild tongue action on the head of his shaft. She dipped her tongue in the small slit at the top of his penis head and he exploded.
"Suck it out," he cried enthusiastically, "get the juice. I'm cuming. I'm shooting, baby. Get my cock juice."
Gladly, Marilyn accommodated him. Some of his cum dribbled from the corners of her mouth as he gushed. It was amazing how much of a load he could shoot. He recognized that he was shooting more than he ever had before. Undoubtedly, it was his erotic response to her magnificent mouth movements.
When she had finished sucking all of the cream out of his cock she pulled off and smiled up at him.
"Did you enjoy that, Marvin?"
"You bet I did," he assured her. "And now I'd like to eat you."
"That's not part of the deal," Cliff said. "She has agreed to ten blow jobs at ten bucks each."
"I read you," he said, "she has nine cocks to it go-As Marvin turned and walked away, she couldn't help admire his naked body and wished he could have plunged his cock into her pussy as well.
Marvin was hardly gone a moment when another boy burst in.
"This is Bruce," Cliff introduced him, "and he's got a nice joint. Little crooked but it'll fit in nicely."
Marilyn glanced at Brace's long cock. It was true it was at a slight angle. But it didn't make any difference to her.
"Come over here, Bruce," she told him.
Just then there was a knock on the door. The boys looked at each other and immediately Cliff seized the initiative.
"I'll put a towel around my waist," he said, "and catch the door. You guys hide in the closet."