Chapter 3
The woman at the door did open her eyes wide at the sight that greeted her.
Melissa Dobbs had prepared herself for almost anything. She knew what kind of man David Marx was. She knew he had strange tastes. But she was willing. She had to spread her thighs and allow him to use her body any way he wanted to. That was the price of blackmail.
She hadn't really expected to hear from David Marx again. His phone call had been something of a surprise. She had already allowed him to fuck her cunt once and men seldom came back for seconds with her. The first time he had cursed her and called her filthy names. She expected a repeat of the first time, so she had been prepared for the worst.
Except that she had not been prepared to meet the mayor's wife dressed in black bra and panties, and with her huge tits sticking out at her.
Melissa was stunned. It was as if someone had suddenly punched her in the stomach.
"Come in, Melissa," Patricia purred. "We were just waiting for you."
Melissa saw David. He was naked. His long cock dangled softly between his legs. There was a drop of cum still on the end. So the mayor's wife and David had been ... Melissa tried to shut her mind to the image of Patricia Miller, with her huge tits hanging down, fucking David Marx.
She stepped into the room, trying to look anywhere but at David Marx's cock and Patricia Miller's tits. Patricia's tits were just so damned big. And David Marx. She had not really gotten a good look at his cock the last time she had been with him. He was hung like a bull.
The only cock she had ever looked at was her husband's prick and his cock couldn't compare to the weapon that David Marx carried. It was like comparing Melissa's tits to Pat's magnificent tits. There was just no comparing them.
"You've met Mrs. Miller," David said, smiling. "I believe you two are next-door neighbors."
Melissa nodded. She had known Pat Miller for a long time although they were never close. Melissa's husband was an accountant in the mayor's office.
"Take a chair, Melissa," David said. "We've got a few things to talk about."
Melissa crossed over and sat down in the room's only chair. Melissa wished that David would put some clothes on. She was getting very self-conscious. She was not even looking at Patricia because every time she did, she felt something she could not understand. She was wearing her best dress that showed plenty of leg. She knew her legs were her best asset. She just wished she had a little more up top.
Melissa wondered what David was doing with a eamear. Surely he was not going to take pictures of them. Certainly Mrs. Miller would take a good picture. She would have graced the pages of any of those nasty men's magazines. But Melissa was all skin and bones.
"Sit on the bed, Pat," David said.
The mayor's wife walked over to the bed and sat down. As Patricia sat down, Melissa was given a glimpse of her huge tits straining to get free from the halter. It took her breath away. Suddenly she was feeling warm in her cunt. She tried not to think about how her tits would look naked. She was also shocked at herself. She had certainly never desired another woman's body.
"You look confused, Melissa," David said. "There's no reason to be. I'm blackmailing Mrs Miller just like I blackmailed you. And she was a good fuck. Maybe the best I've ever had. And her tits. You've never seen such tits. I could eat on her tits all day long. My cum is still in her cunt."
Melissa turned a couple of shades of deep purple. She couldn't imagine why David Marx was telling her all of this. Why had he even called her when he could have someone like Pat Miller? What did he want with both of them? She had an idea, but she refused to think about it.
Surely he wouldn't want them both together. She had never seen a woman like Pat Miller naked. There were times when she had wanted to. She had to admit that to herself. There were times when she wanted to see Pat Miller naked. Especially those times when Pat had been out by the pool in her skimpy bathing suit. She had wondered what it would be like just to touch her tits.
She tried to take her mind away from such things, but it wasn't an easy thing to do. She was still looking straight at Pat Miller. It didn't seem possible that those tits could be held inside by a bra.
"What do you want with me?" Melissa asked.
"I should think that would be obvious," David Marx said. "You were such a bad fuck last time that I had to think of some other way to use you. I had an idea. I think I'd like to have you to make love to Mrs. Miller while I take some pictures."
He walked over and hefted one of Patricia's tits. It almost came out of the bra. Again Melissa's breath was taken away.
"I thought you might be good for something," David continued. "You're certainly a cold piece of ass.
"Please don't talk like that," Melissa said.
"Don't talk like what?" David asked angrily. "I talk like I please. You damned little fool! Do you realize you're sitting in a motel room with your tongue hanging out because of Patricia's tits and you're telling me to watch my language!"
Melissa gasped.
"And you know something," David continued. "I think you like her tits. I think that's what makes you a cold piece. You like girls better. I think you can't wait until you lock your lips around her luscious tits. I think you're a cunt-lapper."
"I'm leaving!" Melissa said.
She started toward the door. David came across the room faster than she thought possible. She had one hand on the knob of the door when he grabbed her. His strong arms came around and his hands pressed her tits. He spun her around.
"The hell you are!" he said angrily. "You're staying right here until I finish with you. This time you're going to pay the right price. You're not going to fuck like a stick of knobby wood."
"Let me go!" she demanded.
He surprised her by letting her arms go. His voice had sounded ugly. "Then go! But remember, before you're halfway down the block, I'm going to pick up the phone and call the newspaper. There's a little story I can tell them. Do you want the whole town to know your disgusting little secret?"
"No!"
"I thought not."
He caught her by the arm and pushed her. She landed on the carpet with her blouse ruffled and her skirt above her thighs. She tried to cover her thighs, but he caught her by both arms.
"Don't cover it up. Your legs are the only thing worth looking at. I don't want you covering anything up if you've got it to show."
She was growing frightened. He pulled on her until her face was only an inch away from his soft cock.
"Answer truthfully," he said. "Do you like Pat's tits better than my cock?"
"No," she said.
"Good." He laughed. "Then make my prick hard."
He let go of her hand. She ran her fingers lightly over his scrotum. She hefted the sac. God! His balls were heavy. She was fairly good with her hand. Her husband had made her jerk his cock off a couple of times.
She ran her fingers over his long prick. She took the head of his cock in her fingers and began to rub it. The prick was coming alive and she gasped. His prick was not fully erect and it was still twice as large as her husband's cock.
"Damn!" David exploded. "This is taking too long. Suck my cock! That'll get it up."
She looked at him in puzzlement as he buried his hands in her hair. He forced her head toward his cock. Suck his cock. She gasped. She realized what he meant. She had never done that before.
She saw Patricia looking at them. There was an amused look on her face. Melissa tasted salty cum. She had never tasted cum before. He was pushing on her head, making her lick his cock clean.
"Keep that tongue out," he commanded.
She ran her tongue over his cock and over his balls. This time his prick became huge and red.
"I'll ask you again," he said. "Do you like tits better? Maybe you'd like to have your mouth wrapped around Pat's luscious tits. They're delicious. Take my word for it."
"No," she said.
"Then keep sucking."
He forced her head forward until her lips touched the head of his cock. His hand came underneath and grabbed her tits. He squeezed hard until she opened her mouth wide. Immediately he crammed all his cock deep into her throat.
"Suck it good!" he said. "That's it! Start your mouth moving and suck my cock good. I think you're a cocksucker after all."
She could not help herself. She gagged and bit. He yelped with pain and drew his cock out. He slapped her hard across the face.
"You bite me again and I'll kick your ass through town! Now suck it! Or maybe you want her tits now?"
Melissa shook her head.
He forced her head to his cock and crammed it in. She was gagging again. She was afraid she was going to be sick. Tears were stinging at her eyes.
"Suck it. Suck it good. Make me cum. You're going to swallow my cum. You're going to drink it deep...."
She was sick then. She pulled away quickly and ran to the bathroom. She had only dry sobs in her throat and nothing else. After a moment she came back out. Her face was pale and white.
David sat in the chair. His hands were behind his head and there was a smile on his face.
"Come on, cunt," he said. "I've not finished with you. I want you to suck me until I cum."
"Please," she said. "I can't do that any more. Just let me fuck you. I can fuck you."
"You can't do anything. You've got a choice. You suck me or Patricia. I really think you'd like Patricia, honey. I think you'd like to bury your head in her cunt. It's your choice."
"I can't!" she protested. "I can't do that with a woman!"
"Then get out of here," David Marx said softly. "Tomorrow you can read about yourself in the papers."
"But I've tried to make you happy," she said.
Melissa put her head down. She knew what she was going to have to do. She knew that David would have no pity. She also knew that she couldn't suck his cock any longer. She knew she would have to go to Pat-and with the knowledge came that feeling again.
"How about it?" David asked.
Melissa nodded yes. David approached her and began to undo the buttons on her blouse. He slid the blouse off her shoulders and undid the bra. Melissa was like a robot. He slipped her skirt down, and then her panties, then she was standing naked.
She had never felt so small. She crossed her arms in front of her tits. She felt his hand on her mound and his fingers played in her pubic hair. She didn't move as he felt her all over. He bent down and kissed her tits.
"They really don't taste bad," he said. "Even if they are small."
He stepped back and looked at her. Patricia Miller was still sitting on the bed.
"There's Patricia," David said. "Now enjoy yourself."
She walked slowly to the mayor's wife. She didn't know exactly what to do. Pat helped. Pat touched Melissa's cheeks.
"Kiss me, Melissa," Pat said.
Melissa bent down and kissed Pat's soft lips. A fiery tongue came out and turned her on. Melissa drew back.
"It's all right," Patricia said. "It's all right."
Patricia began to fondle Melissa's tits. Melissa could no longer resist. There was something gentle and beautiful about Pat. There was also something wild and savage. Melissa was feeling things she'd never felt before.
Melissa kissed Pat again on the lips. This time she didn't pull back when she felt the fiery tongue. Patricia tasted so good.
Melissa's hands came up and touched Pat's huge tits. They felt wonderful. The huge tits were real.
Patricia's tits were real. Tits! They were so soft and beautiful.
Melissa kissed harder and both of them fell back on the bed. Melissa's hands slipped behind the back of her neighbor and unhooked her bra. She had to see them. She could no longer control her feeling. She had to see and touch Pat's tits.
It no longer made any difference that David was looking on and taking pictures. Nothing mattered except Pat Miller's huge tits. The bra came off and Melissa licked the precious mounds.
"They're beautiful," Melissa said. "So beautiful."
"Then kiss them," Patricia said. "Do what you want to do."
Melissa bent her head downward and buried herself in the globes. It made her skin tingle. Her juices flowed between her legs. Her husband had never made her feel like this. She came up again to taste Patricia's mouth. Her naked tits rubbed against Patricia's and it was a wonderful sensation. Melissa heard the camera clicking and she knew that David was taking pictures.
She didn't care. She was happy. This was a new experience and she was glad she had found it.
Patricia was moaning as Melissa began to kiss her tits again. She gobbled up the juicy flesh. She felt like her own cunt was on fire and she moved her naked pussy against Pat's black panties.
"My God!" David said. "She's going crazy."
Now Melissa took complete control of the lovemaking. She slipped a hand down to help Pat take off her panties. The golden mound came into view and Melissa thought she had never before seen anything so beautiful.
She rolled a nipple in her mouth as she lowered her head. Her hand curled in Patricia's pubic hair. Patricia was moaning loudly, now. Melissa slipped two fingers into Pat's tight pussy. Patricia's ass came off the bed, her cunt welcoming the fingers.
Melissa's cunt was on fire. She felt the bed shake, and she knew David had joined them. She felt a sudden fire in her cunt. She lifted her head. She saw David between her legs. His tongue slipped into her cunt and Melissa cried out at the pleasure. She had never had her pussy eaten before.
Melissa suddenly wondered what it would be like to bury her face between Pat's white thighs. She knew that she could not resist. She also kept telling herself that it was wrong-but she didn't care. She couldn't help the longing that was in her. She wanted to taste Pat's blonde cunt.
She ran her tongue down Pat's belly. She tongued her navel for a moment and she then went to the cunt-mound. It was a delicious experience as she buried her face in the soft blondeness. She slipped her tongue inside the cunt and was delighted by the taste. She gobbled up more of the cunt-flesh into her mouth. She now knew what she had been missing all these years.
Right now she loved David for making her do this. She might feel ashamed later, but right now was all that mattered.
Just a wide-open cunt for her adoring tongue.
She felt the bed move and David's mouth left her cunt. She groaned in protest, but it was only for a moment.
"Move," he said, "so that Pat can reach my cock with her mouth and I can eat your pussy."
She quickly did as she was told. Melissa felt his lips on her cunt once more. She saw Patricia move her head forward so that she could take David's shaft deep into her throat.
David was making sounds in Melisa's pussy and she mouthed Patricia's cunt the same way. She buried her tongue inside and had never known pleasure like this before. Patricia was thrashing wildly, her legs high in the air and her mouth closing on more of David's cock.
"I can't hold it!" David groaned. "I just can't hold it!"
Melissa opened her eyes for a moment to see David plunge his cock deeply into Patricia's throat. She saw the white jism running out of the corners of Patricia's mouth and dripping on her huge tits. David's tongue was still eating at her own pussy. For the first time im her life, Melissa began to feel the floodgates of her cunt open.
Melissa screamed as the pleasure shot through her. She thrashed wildly, and David's seeking tongue never left her. She screamed again as she let go hot juices into David's mouth.
"I'm getting there!" Pat screamed. "I'm getting there! Oh, suck my cunt, lover! Suck all my juices up! Oh suck it!"
Patricia came a moment behind Melissa.
David Marx laughed softly.