Chapter 12
Debbie didn't think she could stand any more sex. At least she was glad when he ripped the mask off. However, when she took a look at the leader of the Lords, she almost wished they'd left it on. He was a tall, dark young man with long hair falling to his shoulders. He had a mustache and a beard. And he didn't exactly appeal to her.
"What are you gonna do for me?" he smiled.
"You name it, I do it," Debbie said.
"I see the Cobras trained you well," he smiled. "Did you give 'em all blow jobs?"
Debbie figured she might as well tell him the truth. "Yes," she replied. "Do you want me to suck your cock?"
The leader of the Lords unzipped his fly. He reached in and fumbled around for his slippery penis. Pulling it out he flipped it in front of her eyes.
"Baby, I want you to go down on this and suck," he told her eagerly.
He got on the bed and lay back. She clasped his huge shaft and licked the tip of it. The Lord members watched carefully. They locked the door and sat on the edge of the bed and one stood guard at the bathroom window. He held a gun near the window and the leader of the Lords told him, "If any Cobra gang member tries to come back, blast his head off."
"The one between his legs or the one on his shoulders?" the Lord member asked.
"Better blast 'em both off," he told him. "I hate to waste two bullets but we have to do it."
Now he flipped his cock into Debbie's mouth. Debbie gripped his buttocks as she sucked on his long penis.
"Beautiful," he smiled, "oh, baby, you're a great cock sucker."
Debbie was relieved that he wasn't going to do anything worse to her. While it was awful to have to take his long hard cock ramming down her throat, it would be worse to have a bullet burst into her body.
She was sucking smoothly.
"Oh, yes," he told her, "I like that. Oh, keep it up."
She continued exciting him. And he got more charges out of it every moment.
"Lick my cock," he told her. "Go ahead, baby. Lick it."
She was licking his penis all right. She just hoped it would end. She didn't know how long she could go on sucking cock. She was getting tired of having those thick pricks stabbing into her mouth.
All at once he shot her a good load.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Milk it with your mouth. That's the way to do it. Suck it. Suck that juice out."
She sucked the thick cream out of his cock head.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, yes. Suck that stick cream out."
When she finished blowing him she eased off.
"Glad you didn't pull it off," he complained. "It tickled, you sucked so hard."
She took on eight more young men. She hoped that she would be through. But she didn't realize how wrong she was. For the leader of the Lords had another idea.
"Let's have a two way," he smiled as he looked at his buddy Gary.
Gary grinned and came over and got on the bed with them.
"Do I get her ass-hole or her pussy?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Flip," the leader of the Lords said as he flipped a coin. "Heads you get her pussy and tails you get her tail."
Gary got her ass. He could hardly wait to slip his cock up her ass-hole.
"Now, baby," he smiled, "we're gonna have us a good time."
She lay on her side as the leader of the Lords let his penis ride into her pussy. A moment later she felt Gary thrusting his cock up her ass-hole. She was glad he'd at least spit on his hand and applied his spit to his shaft. She would have preferred him using Vaseline or oil. Nevertheless, she was grateful for anything at this point.
As the two young men thrust their cocks into her hot pussy and ass-hole, she wiggled. It was amazing to feel them both slipping into her at the same time. For Gary and the leader of the Lords it was a pleasant experience also. Gary could feel the boss's cock stabbing into her pussy. Only a sheath of flesh separated the boys' penises.
"Fuck me," she cried eagerly, "fuck me. I want to feel it. I want cock. All I can get."
No doubt about it, she was an oversexed nympho. The boys were grateful that she wanted so much cock. They figured she was remarkable as she never complained about getting too much. For she always wanted more.
Later the leader of the Lords was exploding. His buddy Gary could tell the moment his juice shot from his penis head. For his cock was pressing at his through her flesh. It didn't take him long to get his cock off, too.
"Oh, I'm juicing in your ass-hole," he told her. "Wiggle your butt. Please, baby. That's it."
He continued stabbing up her rectum until he had finished.
When another knock was heard on the motel room door, the boys scattered. She was left alone. She never opened the door and the person who was knocking went away. She listened as she put her ear to the door and she discovered it was some drunk who'd gone to the wrong room. She laughed to herself. She was grateful her clothes were still there so she could get dressed and go home.
When she got home her boyfriend Bob was waiting for her.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Debbie," he told her nervously, "but I had good reason to wait. I heard that the gang was going to have an orgy with you tonight. And it drove me out of my mind. I know that cat who's the leader of the Cobras."
She looked at him angrily.
"Mind you own business."
"You're playing with dynamite," he warned her. "They would just as soon knock you off as anything."
She paid no attention to him.
"They're not such bad kids," she insisted. "At least they treated me nicely."
Her father was stunned that she didn't respond to Bob's plea for her to be careful. He came over and joined Bob in his argument.
"Don't you know what you're getting into?" her father demanded.
"Yes, daddy," she said, "I'm getting into another lifestyle. One that I've always wanted to be in. I don't dig this life we've got here, dad. I'm sick of it. I want some excitement. I want some kicks. I want to live a little."
Her father was outraged.
"You don't know what you're dealing with," he warned her. "You're gonna be in big trouble. Do you understand?"
She looked at them both. "You're jealous of me, Bob," she told Bob, "and so are you, dad. You wish you could have all the fun I'm having. So get off my back."
Bob left. He was disgusted with her and didn't want to deal with her anymore. But her father came over to her and tried to talk some sense into her head.
"Listen to me," he begged her, "you are gonna get killed. The Lords and the Cobras had a gang fight tonight. I heard about it on the radio."
Debbie was startled when she heard this that she shook.
"What?" she demanded. "Was anybody killed?"
"Yes, one kid," he told her. "Somebody named Roy."
"Roy," she said nervously, putting her hand to her throat. "Oh, god, why did they kill him?"
"Just what I thought. You knew him," her father said. "Bob told me you were in danger tonight. He heard there was going to be a gang bang."
When he said that he looked at her and he knew that he was telling her what had happened.
"I didn't want my daughter to be involved in a sex circus," he told her. "It's disgusting."
"I had a wonderful time," Debbie told him. "It wasn't the fucking that caused all the trouble. It was the fighting."
She went up to her bedroom and slammed the door. Her father came up to talk to her some more. He came in just as she took off all of her clothes. She turned around and looked at him, stark naked.
When he saw her beautiful bosoms he forgot what he was going to say.
"What now, daddy?" she asked evenly.
He scratched his forehead and then he looked at his daughter's bosoms.
"You shouldn't run around in that state," he told her. "It's enough seeing you dressed. Oh, baby, when I see them naked, I've got to have them."
"All right," she said, "you can fuck me, too, Dad. Everybody else has tonight." Her father couldn't help himself. He felt a compulsion that he had to have sex with his daughter that night. He closed the bedroom door and quickly got his clothes off. Then when he was down to his shorts he hesitated for a moment.
"Go ahead, dad," she urged him, "take them off. I've seen your cock before."
She decided to take the initiative. With a swift movement she pulled his shorts down over his ass cheeks. He stepped out of them and then he was totally nude, too. She reached for his cock and pulled on it.
"Daddy, you have a beautiful prick."
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "you're a dangerous girl. You drive men mad."
"Oh, daddy," she told him, "I'm sorry that you have such a tough time of it. Let's forget everything tonight and have a good fuck."
Her father went over to the bed and lay back. His young daughter wasted no time. She got right on top of him and straddled him. First she planted a kiss on his lips. Then she French kissed him. Next she brushed her bosoms right over his face. His tongue lashed out as he attempted to lick them.
"Daddy, you like my tits like everybody else," she told him. "I know you do."
His eyes lit up as he licked her nipples. Then she moved forward. And she pushed her pussy to his mouth.
"Daddy, want something to eat?" she grinned knowingly.
He reached up and massaged her bosoms as he let his mouth press against her pussy lips. Suddenly his tongue was sliding into her vagina. She loved the feeling of his tongue flipping into her.
"Yes, daddy," she begged him. "That's what I like. Now you're sucking. Oh, daddy, eat me. Eat my pussy."
Her father's hot tongue lashed away enticingly inside of her.
"Eat me," she urged him. "Yes, daddy."
This was the ultimate kick. Her father sucking on her pussy and playing with her bosoms. She appreciated the fact that he enjoyed her so much. And she shoved her pussy hard against him. His hot tongue flipped inside of her.
"Yes, daddy, yes," she begged, "suck my snatch. That's what I want you to do, daddy. Suck my pussy. Suck it."
She was dripping now and her father knew what he had to do to bring her around. He nibbled on her clit.
"I'm cuming," she panted as she pushed her pussy in his mouth.
The pussy juices flowed freely as her father lapped them up. She enjoyed seeing his mouth dribbling with her pussy juice.
When she had finished getting her pussy action she moved down her father's body to his long, hard penis. She gripped it in her hand. Her father spread his legs so she could conveniently place herself around his crotch. He slid a pillow under his buttocks. She looked at his long hard cock and decided she would start sucking.
She flipped her tongue back and forth across his ass cheeks. Finally she plunged her tongue right up his rectum. At the same time she grasped his long hard penis and pulled vigorously.
"Yes, yes," he urged her, "play with it. Oh, baby, pull it."
She enjoyed pulling on his penis. She liked to suck on his ass-hole at the same time. And he loved it. Her hot tongue stiffened and plunged right up his rectum.
"Higher, honey," he told her. "Now you're doing it, darling. Oh, yes. Suck ass. That's what I want you to do. Suck my ass-hole."
She was enjoying it immensely. And then she pulled her tongue from her father's tight behind and licked his balls. She caressed his testicles with light tongue lashes. Then licking up the underside of his shaft she tickled the sensitive glands portion of his penis. Finally she slid her mouth over the tip of his cock head and sucked. She focused all of her action on the head of his penis. He loved that.
"Build up a good suction and eat it," he commanded. "I want to see you suck it and swallow it. Oh, baby, I've needed someone to pull this sperm out of my dick with their mouth. Oh, suck me, honey, suck me."
Debbie was happy to please her father. Even though she knew that others would think this to be demented, to her it was a demonstration of love. For she could supply her father with the erotic needs that he had. And she wasn't ashamed. She parted his ass cheeks with her fingers. And then she eased one finger right up his ass-hole. She went on fingering his ass-hole while she sucked his cock head.
"Oh, I'm almost there," he exclaimed, "keep sucking. Now you're doing it. Faster, baby. More. Oh, yes, suck, suck."
Her father's voice was rising in a crescendo as his thick prick exploded in her mouth. She gobbled his cum greedily.
"Suck it out," he begged her. "Suck. Every drop. Oh, baby, drain my dick."
Apparently he needed servicing. For he hadn't been sucked in a long time. She could tell easily as he had such a thick cum load. She fingered his balls now and caressed his ass cheeks as she finished sucking him off.
Finally she pulled her mouth off his penis and looked at him.
"Daddy, I'm sorry about going out with those gangs," she told him. "I didn't mean to get caught in the middle of a gang war. But I feel so bad about Roy. He was such a nice boy."
"No gang leader is a nice boy," her father insisted. "I'm sorry you ever met him."
"Daddy, you don't understand," she whimpered. "He could do everything. He used to lash my ass with his whip. Then he would give me an ass fuck. He made me lick his boots."
Her father was outraged.
"How could you stoop to such a thing?" he asked her. "The young people these days are disgusting. Imagine, licking boots."
"I will for the rest of life," she said quickly. "He was wonderful, dad. You don't understand."
"I certainly don't," her father told her. "I have a sense of decency. And I don't like a daughter of mine to stoop to such things."
It was quite obvious to her that he was oblivious to what he was doing with her. She didn't bother to remind him.
"Baby doll," her father smiled, "would you give me one of those tit massages I like so well?"
"Why, daddy," she told him, "I will but only if you'll give me your word I won't get into any trouble about this gang episode."
"I'll never mention it to you again, pumpkin," he told her. "But stay away from the gangs. The Cobras and the Lords are dangerous characters."
Her father brought her back a bottle of baby oil. Applying it to her bosoms he waited for her to massage him.
He lay on his stomach. Then he felt the caressing movements of her big bosoms. She let her slippery bosoms slide over his back and down to his buttocks.
"That feels fantastic," he told her. "I really enjoy it. Oh, baby, now you're doing it."
She enjoyed it enormously.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "that's wonderful. Now you're doing it. Yes. Oh, baby, massage those tits on my butt. Oh, I love it when your big bosoms push over my ass cheeks."
She went on pressing her slippery breasts over her father's ass. He loved it. His buttocks arched upward.
"Why don't you give me a simple ass suck while you're pressing your tits against me there."
Lovingly she let her tongue lap away at her father's behind.
"Yes, yes," he urged Debbie on, "that feels super. Tickle the back of my nuts. That's the way, baby. Oh, daddy-likes it."
Debbie was pleased that she could bring her father some affection. She recognized that it was an unusual way to please him. Nevertheless, if this was what he liked, she liked it.
When she finished working around his ass cheeks he suggested that he could roll over.
He rolled over and she straddled him. Then she brushed her great bosoms over his chest. She swayed back and forth. And his hands gripped her buttocks.
"Oh, that's nice, Debbie," he told her. "Real nice. Keep it up."
She continued pressing her breasts against her father's chest and then she moved down to his cock and balls. His thick prick slipped between her breasts.
"I like it," he told her. "Yes. Give me a nice tit fuck."
She had figured out just how please a man in this respect. She placed his penis between her bosoms. Then she caressed his rock-hard cock with her slippery breasts. He loved the sensation.
"Want to ride my pecker?" he suggested.
She nodded. Then she positioned herself. She put one leg over one side of him and the other over the other side. Clasping his long hard cock she slid it into herself. As her father watched it disappearing into her pussy hole he felt thrills of sexual delight shooting through his entire being.
Now he was ramming it to her. As her breasts flopped up and down as she rode his cock, he felt his penis become hotter and harder. Now he was really ramming it into her.
"Fuck," she begged her, "fuck it. Yes, baby, yes. That's what I want you to do. Fuck. Fuck hard."
With deep, hard cock stabs he went on thrusting. She was so excited now she was shaking.
"Yes," he panted, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck it, baby, fuck it."
He went on riding into her. She was so stimulated now she was trembling.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're beautiful. That's the way to do it. Come on. Fuck it off."
She was twisting her hips and gyrating his cock. He loved the different sensations he was feeling as she fucked vigorously.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful."
All at once his thick prick exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, I made it. Milk my prick."
As the white sperm erupted from his cock head and she squeezed it, she bent over and kissed him. Her beautiful big bosoms caressed his chest as she Frenched him.
Finally she pulled off him. And then she walked back and forth across the bedroom.
"I can't believe he's gone," she said nervously. "I loved Roy."
"He was just a motorcycle trick," her father told her. "You didn't really love him. He had a long, hard cock and he gave you some kicks. Forget it."
"No way," she told him. "He was wonderful, dad. At least he didn't make me a father fucker."
Her father slapped her face.
"You go around flopping your tits everywhere," he told her, "because you want the men to lay you. You're a prick teaser."
"You're a molester," she told him, "and I'm not gonna take any more of this crap from you."
She went downstairs and get dressed. She left the house. She went to see a neighbor lady who lived down the street and poured out the whole horrible story of what her father had involved her in. She neglected to tell about all of the men that she put the make on. The woman felt sorry for her and said she would do everything to help her. Then she contacted the vice squad.
When the vice detail took the full report, they picked up her father. She testified in court against him.
A movie producer contacted her and said it would make a good version of a modern Lolita.
"I would hate to sell out," she said innocently. "You know, I really love my father."
"That's pretty obvious," the producer told her. "Judging from what you have said in your report, you really loved him."
The producer laughed.
"I don't find that funny," she told him.
"You have a real opportunity for a winner," she producer said, "your life story is exciting. It has everything. Color, gangs, and your father who has fallen for you in a physical way."
"You mean the old man fucked me," she snapped. "Don't be a hypocrite. He was disgusting. Forced me to go down on his dirty old cock."
"I wish you wouldn't be so blunt about it, young lady," the producer said nervously.
"Why, are you why?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "I thought you knew all the words. You and the other producers."
"There are respectable people in the movie industry," he told her. "And we may create bizarre themes but we still keep our head above the mire."
"I'll just bet you do," she laughed. "You probably get all of the sex action that you can on the side. Are you loyal to your wife?"
"I wish you wouldn't inquire about personal relationships," he told her.
"Are you?" she shrieked. "Or do you run around with some little trick that you keep in an apartment? A trick who has licked your cock. A trick that you insist sucks your ass. Oh, I know the kind. You love to eat her pussy. The whole trip. Then you ass fuck her. Don't kid me. No, I don't want to make a movie of my life. It's too sordid for anyone to see."
She turned and walked away from the producer. She didn't care what he offered her. She had learned enough about trouble and turmoil. And she didn't care to relive it for a minute.
She went back to her school and even though it was dull, she had the good clean feeling. For she wasn't involving herself in sordid sex any longer.