Chapter 2

The refreshing spray from the shower, coupled with the relaxing fuck, did wonders for Millie's mind and body. She glanced at the clock. It was just six, so she could indulge in an hour and a half of rest. She'd leave for the hospital at seven-thirty. Gratefully, she pulled the sheet of the bed back and slipped naked beneath it. The linen felt cool and clean against her skin, now fairly glowing with renewed circulation and life. That's what a good fuck always did for her; it relaxed her.

For a moment, she just let herself relax in the cool crispness of the bed. Her mind began to wander, to think about her life. Of how she, Millie Fields, age twenty-six, single, and a beautiful blonde, happened to be in the place where she now was, starting all over again.

It all seemed so long ago. The dirt-poor farm, the growing-up process, and the things that had awakened her to the desire for something better.

The first had been Terry. Millie didn't even remember his last name. She had been fifteen, a sophomore in high school, and already sex had been taking up almost every waking thought.

She had been a remarkably well-developed girl for her age. The boys in school, and her male teachers, didn't hide the interest in their eyes when they looked at her tits in the cheap, tight sweaters she wore. The sweaters were tight because they were old and didn't fit her expanded chest. Her family couldn't afford to buy new ones.

Millie's body had more than just an effect on her first boy friend, Terry. He was wild for her. He had money and a car. That made Millie wild for him.

There had been dates and the usual necking sessions in the car. Millie hadn't known too much about boys, but she did know that their passions were easily aroused. Holly Wilson, her closest friend, had told her: "Boys get very excited, Millie. You can see it! Just look at their crotches bulge after you kiss them a couple of times!"

Millie started looking, and discovered that it was true.

Terry had been very kind and gentle, and had wanted her very much. He seemed very mature for his age, and she guessed that he had already had a lot of experience with girls. And so one evening it happened.

They were miles from town on a lonely road. They had had a heavy necking session, and Terry's passions were highly aroused. She could see his stiff cock, and she could feel it. She had let him remove her tight sweater and helped him with her bra. He had kissed each of her breasts, sending thrills through her like she had never known.

Then came the clumsy business of removing her skirt and panties. For the first time she was naked with a boy.

Millie smiled to herself as she recalled how Terry had trembled and how his hands shook as she had let him touch her. She had watched him curiously.

The sight of his naked young cock thrilled her. Especially when she realized that it was her body that had caused it.

Terry had been the first and, God knows, there had been a lot since. But she would never forget that first time. Even though she couldn't remember

Terry's last name, she could sure remember his cock and how he had fucked her.

Her memory filled in all the details. The unexpected movements, and the pain of her broken cherry and how she had cried out, and how Terry had reassured her, and the steady rhythm of his cock in her cunt. His warm mouth on hers. His breath, quick and gasping, and then that sharp increase in his cock's thrusts, until suddenly he had cried out and moaned her name softly. She had held him even closer against her, against her trembling tits, and realized that she was no longer a virgin; her maidenhead was destroyed.

But Millie soon discovered that one boy, one cock, just wasn't enough. Terry, of course, found out and drifted away. She nearly made a career out of sex the rest of the way through high school.

After graduation she started to resent her poor life and the fact that she was unable to afford college.

That's when she met Hugh Whalen. Hugh had just moved to the small town where she lived. He was a bachelor doctor, and was well on his way to being a rich man.

Millie fell instantly in love with him.

One night, as she was leaving his apartment, she felt a sudden impulse to do something special for him; something that would show him how much she loved him.

He was embracing her in a passionate good-night kiss. Deftly unzipping him, her hand fondled his half-aroused cock as she sank to her knees.

She made an oval with her thumb and forefinger around the enormous head of his prick and then, tightening it, clasped his rapidly hardening rod firmly between them. She began to stroke his cock with a slow, teasing rhythm. She slid the foreskin down from his cockhead gently and easily. He now had a lusty hard-on.

A tasty one, too, as her moist lips impatiently closed over the head of his dick. She felt a warm flush race through her body as she tasted the sheer maleness of the throbbing cock. She pushed it even farther down her throat, her tongue vibrating against the shaft. She swallowed it deeper and deeper, until the tip was tickling her tonsils. As her lips closed tightly around the base, she felt his crinkly hairs lightly tickling her mouth.

She heard Hugh gasp with sharp, pleasurable intakes of his breath every time her tongue touched the tip of his prick, its underside, and especially when it probed its flicking point into the little hole at the top. Suddenly he grabbed her head, forcing her mouth even farther down on his jerking prick. He began to move it back and forth on the saliva-glistening shaft. She stretched her lips a little wider and sucked his big, thick dick as far down the hot depths of her throat as she could.

Her excitement was intensified even more when she realized that Hugh's cock had probably never been sucked off before. And it was such a real, mature, man-sized cock that filled her mouth so fully. She sucked deep and hard, her head seeming to swell with the ecstasy that gorgeous prick gave her. As she increased the amount of cock her mouth moved back and forth over with abandoned sensuality, a warm glowing sensation invaded her cunt.

She clasped her mouth wildly on the throbbing dick and sucked rhythmically back and forth along its huge length, his hands on her head guiding her clinging lips in an ever-faster movement. He groaned as she licked feverishly with her tongue, even sucking in her cheeks to rest against the sides of his hot shaft in order to give him every bit of sensation possible.

She knew that he was about to come at any moment. She could feel the quivering tension in his balls as she fondled them. And the way she was sucking, those balls wouldn't be able to retain the hot sperm very much longer. He was almost ready to shoot his load of hot, white cum right into her eagerly working mouth. She knew just what she had to do to trigger his cock into shooting its wad.

Sensuously working her fingers, she let them roam from his balls back toward his ass-hole. Then, with a swift motion, she sunk her forefinger right up his rectum. A few circular movements of her finger in his puckered rear hole brought him immediately to the bursting point. He groaned loudly as his hands grabbed her head and held it immobile on the full length of his throbbing cock.

Then it came. Spurting from his pulsing prick like thick boiling cream, his cum splashed against her throat in rapid-fire jets. She felt as if she were going to gag on the globs of semen that were filling her mouth, and then she swallowed it in gurgling gulps. As the jets of hot jism dribbled down to an oozing flow, she flicked her tongue over the purple head and sucked the last few drops as if she were sucking the marrow from a tasty bone.

Then, as his dick grew limp in her mouth, Millie reluctantly released it. Wiping it dry with gentle pats of her handkerchief, her hazel eyes looked up at him adoringly for a compliment.

He looked down at her, awestruck.

"Wasn't that good?" she purred.

"Yeah ... but...."

"But what?"

"Where the hell did you learn how to do that?"

She smiled innocently. She was truthful with him, and told him how many cocks she had sucked.

She never saw Hugh again.

There were many more men, but Millie was only half satisfied with life. She still wanted out of that grubby little town.

Then Fred, her father's uncle, came to stay with them. He was a huge bear of a man, more animal than human.

One afternoon Millie got home from work early. As she walked around the side of the house, she happened to look in her mother's window. She saw her Uncle Fred fucking her mother.

Millie thought it was the most fantastic thing she had ever seen-two other people fucking. Her Uncle Fred had the longest, thickest cock she had ever seen. Her pussy creamed and twitched as she saw its huge length drive in and out of her mother's clasping cunt.

From then on, Millie came home early every day. Watching became almost as good as doing. She would watch in the afternoons, and then fuck one of her many boy friends that night.

It went on for months, until one day Fred looked up and saw her peeking through the window.

He dived after her. Millie ran to the barn. He didn't chase her, but that night, when her parents were out, he came to her room.

"You saw, didn't you?" he said, his words rolling like thunder out of his big barrel chest.

"Yes."

"You gonna tell your old man?"

"Maybe. Maybe not."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"That means I want to get out of this stinking town," Millie said. "But it takes money."

"Why, you little bitch..."

"I looked in your bankbook. You got two thousand dollars."

The mountain of flesh before her seethed with anger. Her uncle stared at her, licking his lips and breathing heavily. Then she realized that he was looking straight at her tits.

"You like to watch, huh? Well, you can watch, all right. You can watch yourself in that mirror on the wall there."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, if I'm gonna pay I'm gonna get somethin' for my money. I'm gonna fuck your brains out!"

Millie could almost see the blood pumping through his massive cock as it pounded and throbbed to erection against his pants.

Suddenly she was afraid of what he might do to her. He had arms like tree trunks. He opened and closed his fists at the sides of his legs and ripples ran through the muscles on his arms. He stepped forward and reached for her, but she instinctively stepped back. Then he thrust the other arm out, cat-like and quick, and managed to get one of his massive hands onto her shoulder.

He reached down and with one, swift motion tore the dress from her trembling body. She was terrified. She wasn't wearing any underclothes, and his action left her standing before him stark naked, with another quick thrust of his free arm, before Millie had a moment to react, he had fastened his other hand firmly on the base of her throat.

She tried to wrench herself free, but like a choke-chain, her uncle held her fast in his grip. He gave her neck a slight squeeze and she could feel her eyes bulge in their sockets and her tongue fill her mouth.

Fred bent forward and crammed one of her perfect white tits into his mouth. She wanted to cry and scream. She wanted to run away. But she stood transfixed as he sucked at her tender globe and ran his other hand all over her body.

She felt shivers of delight join those of pain. Still he kept the vise grip on her throat, threatening to strangle her if she didn't perform his every wish, or if she didn't act quickly enough.

"You ain't no virgin, are ya, honey?"

She shook her head from side to side in his grasp.

"No ... I don't suppose you could be the way you sashay your ass around in those tight clothes. But let's just make sure."

He roughly shoved a huge finger into her cunthole all the way to the last knuckle. All the time he was still savagely sucking her tits, straining the tender flesh through his clenched teeth. Her pussy juice ran. The massive man was turning her on, and if he had let go of her throat at this point, she would not have tried to escape, but only begged him to fuck her.

"Take out my prick and suck me off!" he ordered. "Yer Momma's a good cocksucker ... let's see how good you take meat into your head!"

Millie didn't have to be told twice. She reached down and unzipped her uncle's fly. His massive cock practically jumped into her hand.

He had a tremendous erection, the head of his blood-engorged cock pulsing fiercely. Millie opened her mouth all the way, but found that it hurt her jaws to open them wide enough to accommodate the huge cock. She tried and tried again, but all she could manage to get in her mouth was the huge head and three inches of the pulsating, blood-engorged shaft.

She smelled the delicious odor of cock drift up her nostrils and tasted the familiar tang as it tickled her tongue. She gave those four inches of his prick a wet, warm tongue bath, swishing her tongue around his meat. She literally ate him, savoring each inch of his hot, pounding prick.

He still had a hand around her throat, and as his cock passed out of her mouth with the end of each thrust, he would tighten the grip around her neck. She could scarcely breathe, but she was too excited and too afraid of him to complain. She was sure that if she made him mad, he would break her pretty head off. And she was sure if she screamed no one would hear her.

He was in a frenzy now, pounding her with his massive prick with all his might. The saliva dripped from her lips. Suddenly, he pushed her off him and over onto her back. With a savage cry, he jumped on her and rammed his crazed cock up her dripping pussy to the hilt.

Her hot, wet cunt caressed his cock, and he started to grind into her with savage thrusts. She creamed and creamed. Still, he held a firm grip on her tender throat. She felt his huge organ grow even larger within her. She felt the blood rise in her pussy walls until they screamed with pleasure. Her clit was fully erect now, pushing itself against the hot cock with each of his lustful humps. She felt her blood rise from her belly into her thundering head. She threw back her head and screamed with ecstasy, all of her fear gone.

This was the biggest cock she had ever taken, and she figured that, if he was going to fuck her anyway, she might as well enjoy it.

Besides, there was an added thrill. As he pumped into her, she closed her eyes and could clearly visualize her huge uncle humping wildly into her mother's cunt.

"Go ahead! Yes, you bastard, go ahead!"

"Huh?"

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck the shit out of me! Faster ... can't you go any fucking faster?"

She moaned and writhed beneath him. He had changed his rhythm now, swinging his hips in a circular motion and crashing his cock into her at the end of each swing.

She responded by tightening the walls of her moist pussy until both she and her uncle lay on the floor bellowing at the top of their lungs. Their faces looked as though they were in excruciating pain, but it was actually unendurable pleasure. They were nearing the orgasms of their lives.

He lay on the floor between her legs, moaning as his hot cock pounded mercilessly into the dripping cunt of his screaming niece. Her cunt actions were driving him wild. He responded by fucking her even more furiously.

Suddenly, with a tremendous shout from them both, they came. They were hardly conscious. Millie felt herself swimming in a sea of cum as the powerful cock shot a tremendous wad into her. It filled her cunt and leaked onto the floor.

She reached down into the mixture of cunt juice and jism that seeped between her legs. With a good wad on the tip of her finger, she reached up and thrust it into his ear, and then proceeded to lick it out. Her uncle was bellowing like a stallion, his sides straining with each breath.

It was not his first taste of young pussy by any means, but it was certainly his best. He reached down to their joined crotches and felt the hot stickiness of the mingled juices. He got a wad on his fingertips and smeared it across her mouth. She gobbled at it hungrily, lapping every bit into her mouth.

She reached down for still another load of jism, but as her hands swept past his massive thighs she felt that his tool was hard again and ready for more action. She gently removed his hand from her throat.

"We won't need that this time around, will we?" she asked, looking at him with her bright cat-eyes.

"Goddam, you ain't no innocent cunt, are ya? You really like it, don't ya?"

"I love it ... I love cock!"

"You ain't nothin' but a little whore," he gasped, her words amazing him.

"I'm surprised you haven't noticed it before now. I've probably fucked every man in this town except my father, and he can't get it up any more. That's why my mother fucks you."

"You little bitch cunt...."

"C'mon," Millie cried, "fuck me! Fuck me good and get your thousand dollars' worth!"

He reared back with a mighty grunt and slammed his huge hunk of meat into her syrupy cunt again. Again he felt her pussy lips close around him like a hungry mouth. They seemed to have a will and a mind of their own. They puckered as he passed through them, and felt as though they were going to milk him dry at first thrust.

Millie felt her body open to him again, his hot cock pounding delicious ecstasy into her steaming pussy. Her cunt watered again and again as he pounded into her. Then he stiffened and, with a loud cry, filled her hot slit with his cum.

Fred practically passed out when he came the second time. She was fascinated. If she could do this to him, then perhaps she had possibilities that she hadn't previously realized.

She stood up, her body streaked with sweat and cum. Her throat still showed faint red marks where her uncle had held her in his iron grip.

"Hey...."

"Huh?" He looked up at her standing above him. She looked like a tigress who was ready to take him on again.

"Let's go."

"Where, dammit?"

She kicked him in the side. "To the bank. As soon as I pack."

The thousand dollars got her to the big city. The afternoon of the first day, she wrote a long, detailed letter to her father, telling him everything she had seen and done.

As she mailed it, she thought how she had never gotten along with her mother very well anyway.