Chapter 4
There was no furniture in the projection room. All the guests sat on the floor on a deep pile carpet and lounged against huge stuffed pillows.
The good doctor had provided several movies for his guests' amusement. At first they seemed rather dull; just some footage from old silent movies. It didn't take long for them to change, however.
Soon they turned to color and Millie could hear the people around her rustling on the floor in anticipation.
These movies seemed to have been made on some remote island, and had a kind of "shipwrecked" plot of sorts. There were three men and two women, all very young and handsome. The girls all had beautiful figures, with large, firm breasts, and the men were well-muscled, with gigantic cocks that dangled nearly to their knees even when soft.
As the film progressed, the scenes on the screen became more and more erotic. Two of the men fucked one of the girls in her ass and cunt while the other girl knelt in front of the third boy and sucked him until his cock shot white jism all over her tits, face and hair.
As the movie unfolded before her, Millie felt the old fascination flow through her body that always occurred when she saw another couple fucking or sucking. Her tits started to heave and her pussy was juicing like mad.
Then the fucking on the screen turned into an orgy, a fuck free-for-all, and Millie's thoughts turned to a similar experience in her own past.
Once she had been caught cutting class by a teacher when she was in high school. He had taken her into his room late that afternoon, after everyone had gone home. She remembered the emptiness of the schoolroom and the shadows cast by the setting sun.
There the teacher had berated her for cutting class, and told her that she must be punished so that she would never do it again. She had tried to seduce the teacher into letting her go home, but he told her that she must have something to remember, or she would surely do it again.
He ordered her to come over to him. The teacher was middle-aged and had quite a belly, and when he sat in the high-backed wooden chair in front of the desk, his belly dipped into his lap. Still, rising from the base of that belly, Millie could see that he had quite a hard-on. She moistened her lips at the sight of his rising prick.
The teacher ordered her to he across his lap and, when she did, he lifted her skirt up to her hips and pulled down her panties. Knowing that her naked ass and cunt were visible to the teacher made Millie have a rush of desire. She shifted herself on the teacher's lap so that his prick was positioned almost between her legs.
He raised his hand above her firm young ass and brought it down with a resounding slap. Her ass-cheeks reddened and she squirmed with discomfort.
"Don't try to get away, young lady," the teacher said. "You'll have to take your medicine."
Again and again his hand rose and fell on her beautiful bare ass. Millie's buttocks were soon red with welts, and very tender. Each slap brought little yelps of pain with it, Millie begging the teacher to stop.
"Oh, please!" she cried. "You can do anything you want with me, only please stop slapping me! My ass hurts!"
She felt the teacher's cock grow even harder. It had worked its way between her legs and was rubbing the base of her pussy.
Her pussy grew wet, and suddenly she felt the slaps stop and the teacher bend down and begin to nibble the bare, reddened ass-cheeks. She was happy that the pain had stopped, but she was curious about the sight of this pot-bellied, middle-aged teacher ravaging her.
Then his face was between her legs, his tongue alternately licking her ass-hole and the soggy lips of her pussy.
Millie was thoroughly wet now, her tight young cunt pouring forth its juices freely. While the teacher licked her ass-hole, he reached his other hand between her legs and began fingering her swollen twat. She moaned and twisted on his lap. His breathing grew hoarse and hurried. He fingered her faster and licked her harder, forcing his tongue into her ass and making her feel like she was being attacked from all directions.
Suddenly she felt her pussy walls tighten over his finger and a gigantic orgasm rise within her. "Oh, fuck me!" she screamed. "Take your finger out of my cunt and stick your prick in! Oh please, fuck me! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
She jumped from his lap and grabbed wildly at his cock, still in his pants. He grabbed her hands and tried to push her away.
"No!" he rasped. "No! I can't!"
Millie could tell that he wanted to stick his dick up her, but something was holding him back.
"Oh, please fuck me! Why won't you? Don't you want me? Look at my body!" And with that, she tore her dress all the way over her head and ripped off her bra and panties. The sight was almost too much for the teacher. Before him, this breathtaking body of the young girl, her nipples hard and ready and her pussy soaked with desire.
"No!" he croaked again. "I ... I can't! Get out ... get out right now!"
Finally, realizing that he meant what he said, Millie grabbed her clothes and dressed hurriedly.
As she left the classroom, her pussy felt unbelievable with the yearning for a stiff prick shoved up it.
She walked around the school, like a cat on the prowl. And she knew she was a she-cat in heat, looking for a Tom to end her terrible desire. But the only boys she saw in the hallway were the intellectual types, horned-rimmed nerds. She wanted a massive pair of shoulders hugging her and strong thighs driving a cock deep within her aching pussy. She wanted someone who would tear her come out of her without a second's reflection. She wanted to be ravaged.
She walked the halls, her pussy still painfully in need of a good fucking.
Suddenly a smell hit her. She couldn't identify it at first. If her pussy had been painful before smelling this smell, now it screamed in agony. Her nipples grew erect at the aroma of it and her pussy juices began to run down her leg. She turned the corner of the hallway and realized what the smell was. It was the smell of sweat from young male bodies pushing themselves to the very limits of their endurance.
It was the smell of the football team after practice. Millie had wandered to the door of the boys' locker room.
Again the smell of sweat and cocks drew her in. She opened the door and entered. The room was empty except for that maddening odor. She walked among the lines of lockers, looking at the under things thrown haphazardly around. Cock-scented jockstraps hung before her. Her cunt blazed with lust. She imagined cocks inside each of the straps that, like dildoes, she could take firmly in hand and plunge deep into her screaming pussy. She was on fire. Without even realizing it, as she walked around the locker room, she was slowly shedding her clothes. Finally, she was completely naked, the odor of her own yearning pussy mingling with the odor of the young cocks who were outside practicing their mock warfare.
As she wandered around, she began to pick things up off the floor and rub them against the swollen lips of her cunt. She rubbed old sweat socks against her firm, young breasts and jockstraps through the space between her legs. She came again and again, the odors mingling on her.
She wandered through to the back door and looked out. The sight that she saw drove her immediately back to her senses. From the far corner of the field the fifty-odd members of the football team were sprinting toward the door of the locker room. Practice was over. Millie felt a rush of panic. What if they would find her here like this? There was no time for her to try and escape-her clothes were scattered all over the room. She would hide!
She ran into the shower room and turned on all of the taps, steaming the place up. The hot water seemed to loosen her up and again her mind drifted, and she almost didn't hear the cursing playfulness of the young athletes returning.
She imagined all of the boys dressing, cramming their cocks into their tight Levi's. She almost came again at the thought. And so, masked by the steaming hot water, she rubbed her pussy and sat, waiting for whatever would happen.
"Hey, look what I found!" a rough, jeering voice suddenly called out.
"Wow! A nice piece of cunt just waiting for us!" continued another.
A third yelled, "Hey, guys! Someone's brought us something for working out so hard today!"
Millie looked up at the strong, naked bodies of the football players. Gazing at her young flesh, each of them sported a hard-on. She was thoroughly petrified, and yet, seeing those magnificent erections brought her desires back to the surface. She tried to get up out of the shower, but was roughly pushed back down onto the slippery tile floor. Before she knew it, every boy on the team was crowded into the shower.
"Cmon, boys!" someone yelled. "Soap her up!"
In a flash, the players were all over her, rubbing her with soap. She felt their strong hands running all over her body, flattening her breasts, passing between the cheeks of her ass. Every hole in her body begged for a cock. She slid around on the slippery floor while twenty boys stood over her in the steamy shower room, rubbing their cocks on her and soaping her all over.
The soaping was driving her insane. She moaned and begged to be let go, but in her heart she knew that what she wanted was each of these fifty cocks shoved up her creaming pussy. Suddenly she began to scream, "Fuck me! All of you! Fuck me up the ass and up the cunt and everywhere!"
The boys stopped for a second; they couldn't believe their ears. Here was this girl and she wanted to take all of them on. And it wasn't like this girl was a whore, or a dog. She was a nice piece of beautiful young flesh who wanted them, wanted them all. Some of the boys shot their loads at the sound of her words.
One boy in particular decided to lead the attack. He soaped up his baseball bat of a dick and then dropped between her legs.
"You want to get fucked that bad, baby, here it is!"
And with that, he shoved his huge, blood-engorged tool clear to the hilt in Millie's writhing pussy. She screamed as she felt his cock invade the fire in her hole. She reached up and circled her arms around his shoulders and begged him to fuck her faster.
She came and then came again on the ridge of his hard pounding prick.
"Oh shit ... whatta cunt!" he yelled, and shot a tremendous load of hot cum into her cunt.
"Next!" came a cry, and the prick in her cunt pulled out.
The second boy was hung like a horse. Millie looked up to see his angry red face over her, sucking her tits, and then felt his mammoth cock smash into her, spreading her cunt walls apart until she was sure that she would burst. The boy thrust his tremendous cock into her again and again, and it seemed as though she creamed with each thrust. He grunted like an animal, thrusting harder and more deeply with each push of his huge cock, and finally, with a bellow like an animal, he shot his wad.
Her cunt was now dripping with jism. Some of the boys, not being able to wait for their turn in
Millie's twat, rubbed their swollen cocks off all over her sweet young flesh. She looked up to see cocks rubbing her belly, her tits, shooting wads of hot, sticky jism all over her, until she was covered with the steaming spunk. She was hardly conscious. Cocks were everywhere around her, fucking the very pores of her skin.
Suddenly a voice boomed out, "What's going on over there!" It was the coach. The boys leapt back in terror as the huge man forced his way through the crowd. The last boy, who was still fucking Millie when the coach entered, pulled abruptly out of her when he heard the coach's voice, the mixture of pleasure and fright causing him to lose his load and shoot it all over her face. Millie tried vainly to raise herself on one arm, but she had all that she could do to open her eyes.
The spectacle that greeted the coach was astounding. Before him, in the middle of his naked team, lay the most beautiful young pussy he had ever seen. And she was all covered with cum and soap.
"Well, shit," the coach breathed, "I guess I can't blame you."
As he looked at her, he felt his blood begin to thicken, and his cock became filled with blood and bulged in his pants until they looked as though they were going to burst. He slowly unbuckled his pants and brought out his huge prick before the eyes of the astonished girl.
"Well, young lady, if it's a fucking you want, then you should have asked me in the first place. Never ask a boy to do a man's job." He removed his pants and shirt and his cock stood out before him.
Wide-eyed, Millie wondered if he was really going to shove that huge cock into her. Her pussy was already a little tender from the workout, but the sight of the coach's cock filled her with renewed desire. What the coach had said was right: Let a man fuck her! One second later, the coach was ramming his massive prick into her hot young pussy. I
She spread her legs as far as they would go to try to accommodate him. She felt as though her legs were going to break off. With him thrusting his big prick almost up to her womb, Millie felt the hot and cold flashes of her orgasm rise from within her very soul. Her pussy tightened so hard around the ramming prick that he almost screamed with pain as he felt the spunk rise from his scrotum into the length of his cock. She clawed at his back until rivulets of blood ran down the skin. They both came together, screaming loud and lustily, while the members of the team stood around awestruck, playing with their cocks and shooting cum all over both of the writhing bodies.
The movies were over and Doctor Boland was making an announcement. "I've got the pool all heated and ready. Time for a swim and, needless to say, no suits allowed."
There was wild agreement among the guests, and Millie suddenly felt the strong arms of Wilma Boland around her waist.
"Come on, Millie," she said in her low, husky voice. "I'm gonna enjoy swimming nude with you."
Something clicked inside Millie's brain. "Are you ... are you a lesbian?"
Wilma laughed. "Hell no, honey. I'm a fucker and a sucker. I can suck your cunt and take a cock up mind while I'm doing it, and enjoy both just as much."
While Wilma had been speaking, she had been removing Millie's clothes.
"Jesus, you're already hotter than a firecracker, honey!" Wilma said.
Millie looked down. Her inner thighs glistened with juice from her flowing pussy. "I always get like this when I watch other people fucking ... even in a movie. It's a real turn-on for me."
"Well, c'mon then. I can hardly wait to dip my tongue in that sweet pussy of yours. My brother says you taste delicious."
"When did he tell you that?"
"While he was fucking me."
"Your own brother ... the doctor ... fucks you?"
"Sure," Wilma replied. "I told you, we love all kinds of sex. Let's go out to the pool now. If watching turns you on, there will be a lot out there to watch!"