Chapter 4
Sandra had barely gotten back into her room and stretched out on the bed when the door of her bedroom opened. Her mother came quietly into the room with a look of pure hatred on her face. "You little bitch," she said. "Mother?" Sandra asked. "What is it?" "I saw you and John," she answered. "I went downstairs and saw you."
The entire house seemed to shake as her mother slapped her face. The slap brought tears to
Sandra's eyes. She put her hand on the side of her face. Her mother had never struck her before.
"I want you out of my house, you little cunt," her mother told her. "I want you out of my house tonight."
"But where will I go?" Sandra asked. "I don't care, cunt," she answered. "Go and find yourself a man to live with. I don't give a damn. But you'll never get your hands on John again. Now get out of my fucking house."
Sandra had never seen her mother so angry. It wasn't one of those times when her mother was going to cool off in a little while. Sandra knew it was going to take a long time for her mother to get over her hurt and anger. Maybe never.
Sandra got dressed and packed a few things in a suitcase. She kept expecting John to come in, but evidently he had his own problems. She could hear her mother yelling at him.
Sandra went quietly down the stairs and outside. It was starting to rain, and she didn't know of any place she could go. She had no close relatives and she didn't want to go to any of her friend's houses. They would know why Sandra was leaving.
Sandra started walking down the street. It was well past three in the morning and everything was dark except for the few blinking lights over the new sex club. The parking lot of the club was completely deserted and Sandra didn't think it would do any harm to get in out of the rain. She stepped under the big metal roof to wait until the rain stopped and she could think of a place to go.
She hadn't been there for more than five minutes when the door opened and a man looked out. Sandra had never seen a man as good-looking as he was. He was tall and dark-haired and he flashed her a brilliant smile.
"I saw you walk up," he said. "There's no sense in your standing out in the rain. Come in." "I couldn't," she said.
"Come on," he told her. "I'm not going to bite and I'm the only one here."
Sandra had to admit that she was fascinated by the place. Besides, she didn't need to stand out in the rain. And the man did say that he was the only one. It wouldn't hurt anything. "All right," Sandra said. She followed the tall man into the dark confinement of the club. It was smelly with alcohol and smoke. There wasn't much inside the place. A dozen tables around a long ramp that led from some curtains above a stage. There was also a bar with about a million different kinds of liquor. "I'm Jim Steele," he said. "I own this place." "I've never been in any place like this," she said. "I didn't figure you looked the type. What were you standing out in the rain at three in the morning for?"
"I had to leave home suddenly," she said. "Oh," he said. Jim looked sympathetic. "I know how that is. I was kicked out of my house when I was fourteen. Sometimes it helps to have a friend close by. Would you like a drink?" "I don't drink," she answered. "A little wine won't hurt," he insisted. He poured her a glass and she sipped it slowly. It was very good. She had finished the entire glass before she realized it. He poured her another and she drank it. It made her feel a little giddy and a little brave.
"What do they do on the ramp?" she asked. Jim recognized the good girl's fascination with the seamy side of life. He usually didn't put up with it, but there was something about the gorgeous young blond that appealed to him.
"They take their clothes off, what else?" said Jim. "They strut their stuff down the ramp."
"You mean they strip all the way naked?" Sandra asked.
"Sometimes they leave their panties on. It makes it more exciting that way. Sometimes a girl gets carried away and she takes everything off."
"Don't the men get too excited?" Sandra asked, licking her tongue across her suddenly dry lips.
"That's the idea," Jim said. "They get excited and they come back for more. Now and then I let a girl take care of a really excited guy. Only when I
know there's not any cops in the place."
"You mean they do it on the stage?" Sandra asked. "In front of everybody?"
"Only now and then when a girl really takes a liking to a guy. The girls get excited up there, also. Sometimes they get an itch to really perform on the stage. If a guy has a really bad hard-on and is willing to get up there, it's OK with me." "I just can't believe that," Sandra said. It hadn't been that long ago that Sandra had been sucking her stepfather's cock and having her pussy eaten. She wouldn't have thought she could get excited so quickly after that. But it was happening as she could feel the tingling warmth spreading through her body. She wondered what kind of woman allowed a man to fuck her with an audience watching.
"You think it's interesting in here?" Jim asked. "You should see the back room."
Jim could feel his cock getting hard as he stared at the bright flush on the girl's cheeks. The little bitch was getting horny just thinking about the ramp.
"Let me show you the back rooms," Jim urged.
She was like a zombie as she took his hand and let him lead her out of the bar and into one of the back rooms. The first room was a hot bath. There was steam coming up from the water.
"This is one of the guys' favorite rooms," Jim said. "And the girls'. A lot of my girls have been really fucked in that water. They seem to love it!"
Sandra had put on pink pants and a fluffy sweater when she'd left her house. She felt Jim's hand gently touching her ass. The pink pants could not hold back the heat of his hand. She knew that something was wrong with her. She couldn't be feeling so hot so quickly. She just couldn't help it.
Jim turned her toward him and put his arms around her. He kissed her mouth. His lips felt harder, more brutal, than her stepfather's. She fought off the feelings his kisses gave her, but only for a few seconds. Then she felt herself responding by pressing her body against him.
"How about the rest of the rooms?" she asked. "We'll save them for later," Jim answered. Jim was no longer gently playing with her ass. He grabbed her asscheeks with both hands and crushed her against him. She felt his dick in his trousers.
"You're something else, baby," Jim said. "I sure am glad you came by tonight."
She had little will to resist as he peeled her fluffy sweater up from her waist and over her blond head. She was wearing a lacy black bra that set off her creamy colored tits. Her bra did little to cover her hard nipples. She heard him gasp for breath as he looked at her perfectly shaped tits. He pushed his cock against her.
"I see naked women all the time, baby," he said. "But you are really something else."
His words made her shiver and she found herself pulling him closer. She stroked the back of his neck and then his broad shoulders. He really was a handsome man and he did something for her. He was exciting in a different kind of way than her stepfather had been.
"Let's get into the water, baby," he told her. He stepped away and began to undress. He had a muscular body and he wasn't quite as hairy as her stepfather. He stopped when all he had on was his shorts.
"I'm going to let you take these off," he told her. "I bet you know a good way!"
His strong hands went to her shoulders and he was forcing her down to her knees in front of him. She saw the thick bulge pushing at his shorts and she knew he would have a good cock. She licked her dry lips. She felt his hands easily undoing her bra and pulling the bra down her arms. She let it fall to the floor.
"What a pair of fucking tits," he said. "You'd be a smash in my show!"
His hands covered her tits and he began to squeeze them. She could feel her nipples getting even harder. She bent over and put her hands on his shorts and pulled them away from his cock and down his legs. He stepped out of them. She raised her eyes to look at his fat cock. She could see that it was longer than her stepfather's and the heavy balls looked huge. She had thought her stepfather's was the biggest cock a man could have, but now she realized she was wrong.
"Give it a little kiss, baby," he told her. "Show me how much you love cock!"
His fingers kept playing with her nipples and she found it hard to refuse him anything. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock. For the second time that evening she was kissing cock. His cock had the same salty taste of her stepfather's. She found that the first time hadn't been a fluke. She was going to love sucking cock.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Do that to me. Play with my cock. Suck it. Make it hard and I'll give you a treat!"
Jim had had his cock sucked by experts. Most of the girls who worked for him were very good at sucking a man off as quickly as they could. Some of them even enjoyed it. But Jim realized he had a real cocksucker on his hands with Sandra. She had shown no hesitation when he had demanded she kiss it. There was none of the look of disgust he had sometimes seen on girls' faces. No, Sandra was the type to suck cock.
. Jim put his hands on the top of her head and coaxed her to take his cock into her mouth. He saw her red lips open and the head of his prick vanished between her lips. It was like putting his cock into hot liquid oil. He almost came right then, but he somehow stopped himself.
"That's fucking nice, cunt," he groaned. "You sure know how to take a man's prick in your mouth!"
He held her head tightly and began to slide his prick in and out of her tender lips. He didn't go fast. He wanted to enjoy the suction of her mouth and the delicious touch of her tongue.
"Play with my balls," he told her. "Use your fingers on my balls!"
She shoved her hand up the insides.of his thighs and started fingering his balls. She felt the sudden tension going through his body and she tasted his thick cum in her mouth. He wasn't coming yet, but he had a lot of thick lubricating cream. She swallowed quickly and her mouth was filled with his salty taste.
She could sense his growing excitement. He gripped the back of her head a little tighter and began to push his thick cock deeper into her mouth. She could feel the thick cockhead growing against her throat and more of his jism leaked.
Jim still wasn't ready to come, but it was with a lot of willpower that he pulled his cock out of the blond's mouth. His cock came out of her lips with a soft plop. Jim could feel a burning sensation in his balls. This sweet bitch was really getting to him.
"Let's get in the fucking water," he said. She nodded. She got off her knees and finished undressing herself. Jim felt his cock getting harder as he saw her stripping out of her pink pants and matching pink panties. Her golden pussy hairs made his mouth water.
"You've got a lot of pussy hair for a young girl," he said. "That's all right. I like a lot of pussy hair!"
Jim put his arms around her again and they kissed. They rubbed their tongues together. Jim's big hands went down to her asscheeks. She moaned as he lifted her off the ground by her ass. She could feel his stiff cock rubbing against her belly and leaving a wet trail.
"Oh God," she moaned. "You're making me hot, so hot!"
He lifted her up and put her in the hot water. It did feel steamy and delicious. In just a few seconds she could feel the tension draining out of her body. It was amazing. The water seemed to pound at her pussy and made her quiver all over. She couldn't have refused him anything.
"How do they fuck in water?" she asked. "It's easy, baby," he told her. "I'll show you!" It was amazing that only a few hours before she had been a virgin. Just yesterday. She had been saving it for her husband and she had let her stepfather fuck the shit out of her. Now she was about to let another man, a stranger, do the same thing. It made a part of her feel ashamed, but not ashamed enough to stop.
Jim took her over to the side of the hot pool and made her stand up with her back against the edge. He then lifted her so that she was sitting on the edge. He put his cock between her thighs and started letting her down slowly.
Sandra's eyes widened as she felt the first hard pressure of his cock. She hadn't thought he would fuck her this way. She had never thought about fucking standing up, but evidently that was what he was going to do.
Her weight rested against the edge of the pool as he kept easing her down until she felt his cockhead pop suddenly into the tender lips of her pussy.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "You're inside me. You're inside my cunt. You're fucking my pussy!"
He let her down and his hard cock slid all the way into her cunt. She had never felt anything so deep. It took her breath away. She found herself locking her legs around the back of his legs and slowly moving up and down.
"That feels good," she moaned. "God, that feels good. I've never felt anything like this!"
Jim was comfortable now that his cock was inside her. It felt too damn good to rush things. He was content to let her do the moving. She was excited enough so that her ass was twisting and turning like she was on fire. He could feel the walls of her cunt gripping him like fingers.
"I think you've got a snapping pussy there," he told her. "Oh shit, I think it's trying to eat me alive!"
She only laughed as she kissed his mouth again and drove her tongue wickedly between his lips. She had never felt so wanton. His cock felt so good and stiff and there wasn't any fear of their being stopped, so she could relax and enjoy it completely.
She began to bounce faster as she felt the hot fires raging through her body. She leaned forward so that her hot tits could rub against his hairy chest. She wanted his cock. She needed it. She needed as much as she could get. She felt a ripple of pleasure run up her back.
"I'm coming," she moaned savagely. "I'm going to come! Fuck, it feels good! You know how to fuck! Fuck me with your hard cock! Fuck me good with it! FUUUUUUUUCK!"
She seemed to go crazy as the wonderful spasms of pleasure shook her body. She jerked a couple of times and almost lost her balance, but somehow he kept his cock deep inside her. She leaned over and bit him on the neck as the last shuddering spasm went through her.
"Oh fuck me," she groaned. "You fuck so good. That felt so good!"
He laughed as he kept moving his cock in and out of her cunt. Her pussy felt a little sore, but she didn't rnind that. It was worth it just to feel what she had felt. Jim really knew how to use his cock to make her happy.
Jim had bent his head and he was nuzzling at her tits while he shoved his prick into her cunt. She could feel his tongue working a lather up around her nipples and she felt his teeth nipping gently. It almost got her started again. She had never met a man like Jim.
"Shoot your jism in me, baby," she moaned. "I want to feel it. I love cum. I like to feel it in my pussy. Shoot it inside me!"
Jim was moving faster, pumping in and out of her pussy as fast as he could manage. It felt so strange every time he shoved his prick into her, because she could also feel the swirling water.
"Oh fuck," Jim said. "I'm getting there, baby. I'm getting so fucking close!"
She used the last of her energy to really give Jim a ride. She started bouncing up and down as hard as she could. She felt his cock growing thicker and his hot cum leaking into her cunt.
"That's it, cunt," he moaned. "That's the way to bounce. Oh Jesus, it feels good, so fucking good! You know how to do it, babe. You know how to do it, Jesus, that feels so fucking nice. So nice!"
He crammed his prick into her deep and she felt his hot jism spurting into her pussy. She felt flooded with his thick cum. The swirling water washed it away as it dripped out of her tender cunt.
"Oh Jim," she moaned. "I've never been fucked by anyone like that. I haven't."
Jim knew he had a priceless piece of ass on his hands. She was practically a baby and there would be many things for her to learn. His sex club would make a mint if he could get a girl like this. And Jim knew what she loved. His cock would keep her in his sex club. Somehow he would convince her to perform.
"You can stay here tonight," Jim said. "I have a little apartment in back. We can talk about things in the morning.
Sandra was half asleep when Jim took her to her room and left her. She was asleep before he got out the door. She had been well satisfied for that evening, and she slept like a baby.