Chapter 8
After such a hard, even brutal fucking, most women would have been content to lie down and rest for some time to come, not Brooke. Her bubbling cunt pot still pulsed with need, as it had steadily for long days now.
She eagerly hurried across town to the strip club, arriving breathless and excited, her nipples hard, breasts swollen and cunt sizzling. She knocked on the back door as she'd been told and Rob answered, looking down at her with a smirk.
"Well, well, well. Ready for your first live performance?" In reply, Brooke opened her coat and gave him an eyeful. He grinned and then laughed openly, hauling her inside and closing the door behind her.
"You really are a hot little cunt aren't you?" he grinned.
"Wanna fuck me?"
"Sheeiiiit!" he laughed. He pushed her face against the wall, sliding the coat aside. Brooke pushed out her ass, assuming the frisk position, then she grunted and gave a sigh of pleasure as she felt his prick slide up into her cunt tunnel.
He drove his cock into her with hard thrusts, driving her to a hard shaking cum within seconds and pouring his own sperm up her hole within two minutes. He pulled out, slapped her on the ass and shoved her along the hall to where the dancers changing room was.
Jessie was already inside, wearing a G-string and a pair of tassels with propellers on them. There was a tall redhead she hadn't seen before, she was putting on a green silky outfit. Jessie eyed her with barely concealed disgust, pointing at a far table.
"Your shit is over there. Hurry up, you go on in ten minutes."
Brooke went over to the table and found the plaid skirt, knee socks, flat black shoes, white shirt and school jacket that Sam had said would go perfectly with her act. He didn't want her to wear the silky things the others wore, saying he wanted her to do the same strip she'd done in the office.
Even the underwear was more modest, a white string bikini and white bra, no lace, and no see through. She was supposed to be a teenage schoolgirl. She took off her coat and slipped out of her boots as Jessie watched.
"You didn't wear anything here?" Jessie demanded. "Uh uh."
"Why the fuck not?"
"Didn't want to."
"Fuck what a weird little cunt you are."
"Want me to lick you?"
"No. I don't want you to lick me. Fuck me, what a little hot assed twat. I bet you'd fuck anyone who asked, wouldn't you?" Brooke thought for a second, then nodded. Jessie turned away in disgust.. Ten minutes later she was at the edge of the stage.
Jessie introduced her as Sally the schoolgirl and she slipped out onto the stage. She hesitated briefly. She really couldn't see anybody out there, just dark outlines. The light on her blocked everything else. She began to skip around, then started dancing and stripping. Her hands slid up and down her body as she looked back into the near invisible audience with coy eyes. She repeated her performance of the other day, only went just a bit further.
They were so appreciative, filling the air with whistles and yells as she stripped to her skin and began to cavort, that her pussy began to quiver and steam in response. She felt incredibly turned on by the knowledge that the room was packed with men lusting after her naked body.
She wagged her ass and shook her tits at them just like the other girls had done, but then the caressing became harsher, less of an act and more of a performance. She squeezed her breasts, mashing the rounded meat. She pulled on her nipples, twisting them and distending her round titties.
Her hands slid up and down her belly and in between her legs, her finger sliding up and down over her clit as she gasped and panted excitedly. Her legs slid apart and she dropped to squat on the edge of the stage, two fingers thrusting in and out of her cunt pit, driving deep each time as the delighted men watched.
Her groans and moans overcame the sound system as she arched her back and then fell back onto the stage. Her knees spread wide and she rammed her fingers in and out of her cunt, squealing and yelping in delight. Her ass squirmed on the stage and then humped up and down as she drove herself into a frenzied orgasm.
That might have been bad enough if it had stopped there, but her dazed mind was filled with sex and more sex, with satisfying the burning in her loins.
One of the props Sam had come up with for her was a skipping rope, that was to emphasize her being a schoolgirl. She had skipped out onto the stage, then tossed the skipping rope aside, and as chance would have it, one of the handles was right by her widely splayed right foot.
The rope was a typical pink rubber thing, and the handles were thick bicycle handle things. She twisted on the stage, rolling over twice to grab the skipping rope, then jerked it against herself.
As the enthralled audience watched, she began to fuck herself with one of the handles, stuffing it deep into her cunt as her ass bounced and squirmed on the stage. She pulled in the rest of the rope and then shoved the other handle up her asshole, pumping both of them in and out as she screamed with joy.
Rob through back the first couple of guys that tried to climb onto the stage, but then he was overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Brooke was in a delirious state of sexual bliss when she felt the skipping rope ripped from her cunt and a hard male cock thrust into her.
She grunted and moaned in happiness as a man fucked her, then another man, then another. A virtual riot broke out in the bar as men fought to get up onto the stage and fuck her. Cock after cock slammed into her cunt, into her asshole and down her throat.
It was a repeat of the gang bang at the fraternity, only these men were more excited and more desperate, wanting to get their cocks into her before order was restored. Screams and yells rent the air. Tables crashed to the ground and chairs flew through the air.
Men fought all around her as Brooke grunted like a sow, cumming over and over again as frantic bodies piled atop her and desperate cocks thrust into her.
Sam had two choices for restoring order. He could call the police, which would likely get him charged with all manner of things, possibly including pimping, or lock the doors and wait until the customers wore themselves out.
He opted for the latter, locking the bar doors and locking up the booze. As each man got his rocks off in the writhing brunette and stumbled back from the stage, Rob or Sam or one of the girls would grab him and force march him to the door, then chuck him out.
It took an hour or so but finally the last of the crowd was shoved out the door and the dazed but happy would-be stripper, coated with sperm inside and out, was dragged down off the stage and out of the bar. Her coat was wrapped around her and she was tossed out the rear door of the bar and ordered never to return.
She made her way home, reason slowly beginning to return to her. She drove and walked like an automaton, reaching campus by pure luck and her dorm room by instinct.
She threw off her coat, kicked her boots into the closet and fell forward onto her bed, sobbing in despair. What was she going to do with herself? Was her life to be nothing but a constant round of cold, emotionless fucks by hard cruel people?
Would she have to abandon her dream of being a lawyer and become a stripper instead, used by cheap men whenever they wanted?"
"Brooke? Is something wrong?" She looked up as Robin came in the door, clad only in a towel. Her hair was wet and she was carrying a little package of shampoo and soap. She put them down and came over to sit on the bed next to Brooke. Her hand stroked through Brooke's long brown hair as she bent over.
"Are you alright?"
"No." Brooke whimpered.
"Well, what's wrong?"
Brooke blinked up at her in confusion, then abruptly pulled the towel away and pushed her face against Robin's left breasts, sucking hard on the big nipple.
"Shit! Hey!" Robin yelped, shoving her back and standing up.
"I'm sorry!" Brooke whimpered.
"What the... What is with you? Are you on drugs or something?"
"No." Brooke whispered.
"Well, then. Why have you been acting so weird lately?"
"I don't know. I... I... it's just that, oh I don't know what's been happening to me! I can't think! I can't study! All I can think about is sex, sex, sex."
"Sounds like me." Robin grinned.
"It's not like you! I mean ALL I can think about is sex, and I... I'm as, as horny as a bitch in heat! You wouldn't believe the things I've done in the last few days!"
Then she began to pour her heart out to Robin, who sat back down on the bed to listen. Robin looked startled when she mentioned the sex shop, even more startled when she told her about Anne, and astonished when she mentioned the gang bang at the fraternity.
"And the worst part is I loved every minute of it." Brooke whispered. "Even when they were peeing on me, I loved it."
"Wow!" you must be incredibly hot!"
Brooke nodded her head miserably.
"And you've been hot for me all this time?"
"Only in the last few days." she whispered.
"Well, I don't know Brooke. I've been hot before, but after a good fuck I usually cool off."
"I don't. I just get hotter."
"Huh. Well, let's see." She dropped her towel and stared into Brooke's eyes. Brooke felt her cunt begin to steam at once. Then Robin leaned forward and their mouths kissed briefly.
As if an explosion had occurred in her belly, Brooke threw her arms around Robin, dragged her down against her and started to suck ferociously, her lips sliding back and forth, her tongue pushing up into Robin's mouth.
Robin struggled briefly, then let her take control. Brooke's mouth moved hungrily against Robin's face, her hands coming up and fondling those big rounded titties. Then she pulled Robin over more so the two were laying side by side, arms entwined. Her face pushed down against Robin's tits, mashing them hard, her hands squeezing the thick, gelatinous meat.
Her tongue raced over the heavy mammaries, her lips kissing deeply, her mouth sucking hard. She sucked in each nipple, nibbled and suckled on it until it was steel hard, then kissed her way down Robin's belly and into her small golden tangle of pubic hairs.
Robin groaned in pleasure as Brooke began to eat her out. She fondled her own breasts, squeezing them together, rolling her nipples between her thumb an forefinger and humping her ass upward.
Brooke whimpered and whined excitedly as she ate Robin out. When Robin came, she slid a finger in between her own pussy lips, thrust it into her cunt and came herself, sucking down Robin's cunt juice. She kept licking, kept fingering the hard little clit, and Robin came again, then again.
Finally, Robin pulled her up her body so she was laying on top of the young blonde. Robin's arms slid around her back, hugging her as their lips joined together. Then they moved down to cup her firm round ass cheeks as their loins rocked and mashed against each other.
Robin turned her over and knelt between her legs. The instant her tongue touched Brooke's clit, the brunette screamed and bucked her ass up and down in a frenzied flurry of humping movements. Her arms and legs jerked spastically as she grunted and gasped and moaned in delirious bliss.
After long seconds, she finally calmed down and Robin began to tongue her clit. It took less than thirty seconds to drive her gasping body into another gut wrenching orgasm. Robin rubbed away at her clitty as she came, then began eating once more.
Brooke threw off a string of a dozen hard mind blowing cums in the next ten minutes, amazing Robin, who'd never seen the like before. Finally, she climbed up and lay down on her side facing the exhausted Brooke. They hugged each other tightly as they fell asleep.
Robin woke some hours later to find a relaxed Brooke still in her arms, calmly sucking her nipple and sliding a thin finger in and out of her cunt slit. Her body was already heated up and she growled and rolled over onto the brunette, their tongues dancing together.
She shifted around and dropped her cunt down onto an eager Brooke's mouth, then began to lick and suck on Brooke's clitty. Less than ten seconds later Brooke started bouncing up and down beneath her. She clutched the girl's ass cheeks and held on, sucking hard on the clitty as it buzzed beneath her.
Brooke came again a minute later, then Robin exploded, sending waves of cunt honey pouring down into Brooke's waiting mouth. She brought Brooke to three more shaking, orgasmic convulsions, then tiredly shifted around again to lie next to her.
Again they fell asleep, and again Robin awoke. This time she was on her back, her legs spread wide. Brooke was lapping quietly at her slit, and from the feel of it, had been for a while. Brooke grinned shyly, then giggled and began sucking more forcefully, thrusting a finger into her tight cunt and fucking her with it.
Robin's exasperation was tempered by the heat in her quivering belly and before she could complain her back arched and she bounced on the bed, her fingers clawing at the sheets as orgasmic explosions tore through her body.
Brooke crawled up alongside her as she lay gasping for breath, her face bright and happy.
"I tried to let you sleep." She said, holding up the big black dildo she'd mentioned.
"I used this, but I'm still hot."
"Shit." Robin sighed, taking the big dildo from her and looking at it with wide eyes. She grinned evilly then and rolled over on top of Brooke, shoving her arms up above her head and holding them in place as she pushed the dildo against her slit and rammed it in. Brooke squealed with pleasure, bucking her ass upwards as the dildo sank down into the pit of her cunt box.
Robin fucked her to three orgasms with the dildo, then they lay together hugging each other, while Brooke told her all the intimate details of her slutty actions with the other people.
"You really liked having your hands tied up?"
Brooke grinned and nodded.
"Want me to do it?"
"Would you?"
They experimented with various types of bondage as they fucked all night long. Brooke's appetite really did seem insatiable, and Robin, more than a little turned on herself, was determined to plumb the depths of the girl's tormented mind.
She tied her wrists behind her and fucked her with the dildo, making Brooke come four times, then she spanked her, making her cum twice. She had Brooke eat her out, cumming twice herself, then wrapped a long line of rope around Brooke's body, cutting it deeply into her breasts and thighs and pussy.
Brooke came just by shimmying her thighs together. Robin led her around the floor on her hands and knees, tugging on a rope around her neck, and twisted her breasts hard, making Brooke scream into the gag she had stuffed in her mouth.
All night long they sucked and licked and fingered and fucked, until Brooke finally collapsed of sheer exhaustion. When she awoke the next day they resumed their lesbian sex play, with Brooke acting the part of the little blonde's sex slave.
Gradually her sexual flame diminished, though never went out. It was replaced in part by a deep love, respect and devotion to Robin. Under Robin's careful ministrations she gradually began to regain the assertive part of her nature and resume her studies.
But she never recaptured the singular drive that had almost completely repressed her sex drive for so long, and she remained Robin's toy, her sex slave, feeling no degradation when she was with the blonde, performing whatever acts either of them was inspired to.
She even made up the time she'd lost at school, keeping up her straight A average. Her love and devotion to Robin filled the emptiness in her life that had created the sexual monster which had briefly consumed her being.
Now free of it, she rejoiced in her newfound freedom, beginning to really enjoy life for the first time in years. After some prodding from Robin, she even began dating again, and fucking men. Sometimes she and Robin would double date and have a mini orgy with their dates.
Yet even so, every now and then, she thought back to those days of the gang bangs and strip teases and sluttish, wanton behaviour, and her pussy began to twitch in want. Then she'd seek out Robin, who would arrange with the guys from Delta Ki to make Brooke the guest at a private party. Sometimes she'd even join in.
After all, they now knew what repressing her desires could lead to.