Chapter 5
It was early Friday afternoon and Judy could hardly wait to get down to the club, to Ken, the man she loved. She was quite anxious to tell him all about the fun and profit of the night before with Mr. Hirsch. Most importantly, she was anxious to be held in his strong arms once more. Perhaps she would call a cab now, in the hopes that he would already be in his office and they could spend some time alone.
Just then, the phone began to ring. "Hi, Judy!" The sarcastic voice could only belong to Susie Allen. Judy wished she had not answered. "Hello, Susie, what can I do for you?"
"Where have you been lately? Last night Calvin was here with another friend and I tried to get ahold of you. Tough break kid, I had to take them both on myself!" Her tone of voice was suddenly cheap and dirty to Judy.
"Listen Susie, I don't want any more to do with you or your friends." There was a pause. Then Susie's voice got nasty.
"Oh, I get it! You're gonna sit on it and keep it warm for Bob again, huh?" Judy was furious, but she didn't care to go into her new relationship with Ken.
"Yes, that's right. I'm waiting for Bob, so just leave me alone, and pass the message on to Calvin and his friends!"
Judy could hear her start to snicker. "Okay, Judy, okay, but I think you're throwing away a hot thing. Just remember, if it gets too hot to sit on and you need a little of that big, dark cock, just give me a ring!" Judy slammed the receiver down, lifted it again and called for a taxi.
It was a gamble, coming downtown to the club this early. She hadn't called Ken. He might not even be there. But anything was better than sitting around the house thinking of Susie, Calvin, Leroy ... and Bob.
She paid the driver and crossed the street. It was nearly three according to her watch and the Showcase looked dark and lifeless. To her amazement, the big door moved under her gentle push. Someone had to be in; probably the afternoon cleaning people.
The interior looked just as it had the afternoon of her interview with Ken. In the distance there were voices. They were coming from his office. Her blood began to race, as she started for the office door.
As she moved closer, she could hear two distinct voices. Who could it be? Was it really any of her business to investigate? She couldn't help it. Her curiosity had gotten the best of her. Trying not to make a sound, she snuck up to the door and pressed her ear against the keyhole. The sounds were grunts; animal moans, as if two people were lighting or...
Ever so gently she turned the gold doorknob, inched the door open an inch or so and peeked in.
There they were, bigger than life. It was Ken and Marti, the Spanish girl she had talked to at the bar, and they were stretched out on the sofa, hot and naked; wrapped in the heat of intercourse. The girl's hips were rotating wildly as she clawed at his back. Her eyes, in a wild trance were fixed on the ceiling. She was gasping for air, moaning in his ear for more. Ken's mouth was on the hard nipple of her right boob. He was nibbling the rigid peak, driving his cock deep into her tiny slit. "Mmmmmm, Marti, I love the way you hot little Spaniards clamp on to a guy's meat! Oh yeah, baby, work it, work it!"
By now, Judy had swung the door open wide and was staring in painful disbelief. She had been taken for the big ride by Ken Henry, and she obviously wasn't the first. Behind his experienced dick and soft words of love were a pack of lies. She bit her lower lip hard, trying to hold back the tears.
Marti's slender little legs were climbing up his back. They wriggled up unbelievably high before wrapping around his strong shoulders and pulling him deeper into her tight little pussy. Her hips were doing things with his tool, Ken had never known another woman to do. They were like an accordion; squeezing his cock, letting go, pulling it in and squeezing some more. He seemed to be floating helplessly as she manipulated his much bigger body, tossing it about with her muscular twat. "Oh, Kenneth, fuck me! Now, Kenneth, now!"
Judy watched his hips shudder and jolt into her. He was coming again and again, filling her hot box with his milky love. Then he collapsed on her and they both moaned trying to catch their breaths.
Before they could lift their weary heads and catch her in the room, Judy snuck back out and gently closed the door. Tip-toeing across the dance floor, she pushed through the entrance onto the sidewalk where the bright afternoon sun burned her tear-filled eyes. "Oh, I'll leave alright, but before I go I'll show him how the game is played!" She would spend the rest of the afternoon wandering downtown, devising a suitable revenge for Ken Henry.
When the doors opened at seven, Judy was there, smiling at the customers and playing the role perfectly. She had seen Ken in the dressing room. They had exchanged a warm embrace and she had been careful not to let onto what she knew and felt. She would take care of him later.
Ken was seated at his usual table, happy as a lark. It looked like it was going to be a good night. Marti was close to the table, smiling at him, and Judy had to fight off the urge to run over and scratch her dark eyes out.
An hour later, the place was really jumping. The band was hot and the dance floor was crowded with happy couples of all shapes and sizes. All of Judy's tables were taken care of and now was the time to sneak away for a moment. Fighting her way through the crowd, she managed to reach Ken's table. She snuck behind him, bent over and whispered in his ear, "Ken, darling! I've got an itch between my legs that only you can scratch. I need you badly, tonight. Come to my place an hour after closing and I'll put on quite a show for you!" Slipping her address into his coat pocket, she emphasized her need by slipping a warm, moist tongue into his tingling ear. Ken shivered and smiled up at her, "I'll be there, baby. Be ready!"
Ken's eyes and thoughts drifted back onto the crowd. Meanwhile, Judy had one more preparation to take care of. She was headed for the stage where the band was blaring their rock numbers. She stopped in the back, where the bass man, Eddie Clark was playing.
Eddie was one of the four members of the band; all young college kids trying to make some extra bread. The others were Ron Davis, Larry Morton and Greg Walker. like Eddie, their hair was long and their clothes on the scruffy side. They were intelligent young men and possessed all the basic desires of normal, red-blooded men.
Judy got Eddie's attention and he leaned way over so to hear her. "Hey, Eddie, do you guys have anything going after closing, tonight? I mean dates or anything?" Eddie thought a minute, then shook his head no. "Good, good!
How would you guys like to come to a party at my place?" She could see his eyes widen, staring at her bare tits. "Eddie!"
"Oh, yeah, sure! We'll be there. Are there going to be some chicks there?" Judy was giving him a broad smile. "Sure Eddie, me!" Now his mouth dropped open. "Huh? Oh, well, uh, we'll be there right after closing I guess!"
"That's just fine, Eddie! I'll be looking forward to having you all!" The young boy could feel his prick grow hard in the fly of his jeans. Thankfully it was dark.
Several hours later, when the Showcase had closed, Judy snuck out the back entrance with the four band members, climbed into their broken-down old van and directed them to her house. She was smiling to herself; wondering what Ken's reaction would be when he arrived to use her, only to find his four young employees beating him to the punch.
Climbing out of the car, in her driveway, she could hear noises from across the street at Susie's. It was most likely a party with Calvin and company, and all the better. It would be easier to sneak the boys in without drawing unwanted attention. She ran up and opened the garage door. "Uh, why don't you pull the van in here. We've had a lot of trouble with kids stripping cars!" The men pulled into the dark stable while Judy scanned the neighborhood, making sure no one had spotted them coming in.
The four musicians had been extremely quiet during the ride out to her house. Not that the thought of gang-banging her didn't appeal to them, but they had all sensed that there was something more to her sudden invitation; an ulterior motive, and they were a bit nervous. Now, they were cautiously following her into the house.
Judy walked in first, reached over and switched on the living room lights. "C'mon in, fellas! There's plenty of
O A r booze in the kitchen cabinet. Fix yourselves a drink and we'll all get comfortable in here."
The boys crossed the carpeted floor, into the kitchen. She could hear them mumbling to themselves about their plans for her. "All the better," she thought. "If they're as horny as I suspect, they'll help me give sweet Ken the kind of show he deserves." She had been very careful to leave the front door unlocked. Now it was time to get things jumping.
Hurrying into the bedroom, she ripped off her clothing, leaving on only her pink panties. Then she ran back into the living room, put a tall stack of records on the stereo, moved over and stretched out on the sofa, tucking her arms under her head.
There was a few minutes wait before the first, Greg Walker, entered the room. His eyes began to scan the attractive furnishings. Eying Judy's nakedness was enough to send them out of the sockets. He nearly dropped his drink. "Uh, hi there!" Greg was dumbfounded.
"What's the matter, Greg? Don't tell me you've never seen a nude woman before."
He wanted to speak clearly, but the words struggled from his throat. "Uh, oh yeah. Yeah, but never quite like you. I mean, uh ... you've got one super body, Judy!" His wide eyes were glued on her luscious boobs. He couldn't believe what he saw. Young Walker had ass before, probably more than most guys his age, but never anything like Judy, and he could hardly wait. The thought of getting her brought life instantly to his firm young cock.
Moments later the others entered the room, their reactions much the same as Greg's. Judy was slowing shifting on the sofa now, her tits flapping from side to side. She smiled at the open-mouthed foursome. "Well, boys, how do you like the party, so far?"
Larry Morton, the lead singer for the group, was their spokesman. Being a few years older than the others, he had been around more and was much less timid. "We're having a ball, Judy. How about you?"
Judy was studying the four bulging crotches. "Oh, just fine, Larry. I could "use a little more excitement, though. This party's starting to drag a bit."
Larry took that as his cue and moved to the foot of the sofa. Bending over, he gently took hold of her slim ankles. Then, looking back over his shoulders to his three friends, he singled out the most timid of all, Ron Davis, who was all of eighteen. "Ronnie, come over here and give me a hand. C'mon!"
The two boys beside him pushed Davis forward. He was ready to blow his load right then and there. Ron was the virgin of the group and had never seen pussy like this in his entire life. "Uh, what do you want me to do, Larry?" His eyes were on hers and she was giving him the big come on. He knew if he didn't look at Larry he'd come all over the floor. His glance sharply swung to the group leader.
Larry decided to give the kid directions. "Cmon, Ronnie! Take our lovely date by the hands, you dummy!"
Ronnie started towards her with shaky legs. Judy was still staring, but feeling sorry now for his youthful inexperience. "Come here, Ronnie, I won't bite you, unless you want me to." His friends began laughing heartily and it made the boy mad. He would show them all. Stopping short of her hands he took a deep breath, and brought his lips down to her open mouth. Judy welcomed him, opening her mouth wider, sucking his tongue into and against her own. She sighed and shifted again, turning to him. Her hands left the back of her neck to wrap around Ronnie's.
Young Davis felt his balls begin to rumble under the warmth of her kiss. He knew he would shoot his milky wad if he didn't break away from her magnetic mouth quickly. He reached back, took her hands in his and snapped his head back. Their lips parted with a loud smack.
The other three men were growing hot watching and could hardly wait for their turns at her. They were proud of Ronnie and he could tell by their smiles and winks. He, meanwhile, had taken a position at the head of the girl and had a secure grip on her wrists. "What now, Larry?"
Morton removed his sweaty palms from her ankles, dried them on his jeans and grabbed them once more. "Okay, lover boy. Let's gently move our date to the floor. There's more room there." Larry's eyes were on the dark triangle under the panties. He wanted snatch and could almost taste it.
He and Ronnie lifted her over and down to the thick carpeting. Larry was still fully in command of the situation. "Alright men, let's get into our work clothes." He was pulling down the fly of his jeans and the others were quick to do the same. Soon they were all standing in the raw, above her. Judy smiled and eyed their hot cocks, like a housewife shopping for a pound of good meat. What had started as a vengeful lesson, now had her excited and quite anxious for those hot dicks to be inside her cunt.
Larry called to his troops, "Eddie? Greg? You guys take her by the ankles. Ronnie! Take her hands again." The boys snapped into action.
Greg and Eddie took her ankles and spread the shapely legs apart. Larry was still eyeing the crotch of her panties. "Hey, wait a minute! We forgot something." Climbing down her long legs, his hands came on the lacy fringe. "You don't mind, do you Judy?" He was clawing at the silky fabric.
"Of course not, Larry. Lower away." He started back, taking the panties with him. Then, there it was for all to see. Her twat stared at them, winking, waiting for the eating or screwing. Larry was on his knees, turning to the guys at his sides. They were hypnotized by the furry cunt. Their pricks were standing straight out. Then, he looked at bashful Ronnie who had held her hands. He too was hard, but his eyes were clamped shut. He was trying not to have an orgasm this early in the game. Finally, his eyes opened a fraction, and he looked down in amazement at the sight of her pussy.
"It looks like everyone is ready," said Larry. His cock was rock-hard and throbbing. He had eating on his mind and Judy could sense his impatience.
"Get down on it, Larry, get down!" Morton motioned for the others to stand fast as he moved in on the moist slit. "Hold her tight, you guys. Old Larry's about to show what eating is all about."
He slid down onto his belly and crept up to the hairy opening between her warm thighs. He was close enough to smell it and he loved the sexy odor. Taking deep sniffs, he closed in.
Judy shut her eyes and prepared to enjoy the lapping he was about to give her.
like a child examining a new toy, he took his index finger and cautiously pushed it through the dark bush. Deeper and deeper it delved until, at last, it touched flesh. He was at the entrance to her oozing pit. He could hear Judy's breathing becoming labored and anxious. The finger went further, outlining the lips of her cunt; running smoothly up and down, over and around in a slow teasing circle. Judy wanted his tongue. The toying was driving her mad. "Oh, Larry, don't tease me. Eat it! Eat it!"
His finger stopped and began pulling back, away from the wet gash, back through the pubic hair. On its way out, it was licked by his hot tongue which was coming into action. He licked his way through the fur, to the quivering lips and beyond, into the burning hole. He licked and lapped up the hot juices pouring wildly.
Judy's body arched, and her head flew back, grunting into the shocked face of young Ronnie. He was now as hot as Larry, if not more, and bent down to plant a wet kiss on her contorted lips, slipping his eager tongue over the roof of her mouth.
Judy was getting the best of two worlds and loving every wild minute of it. Larry was eating her out like a madman while Ronnie filled her mouth with his probing tongue. If there were more to get, she was about to try.
Breaking away from Davis' mouth, she moaned, "Ronnie, give me your cock! In my mouth, Ronnie. Give it to me! Let me suck it!" He looked down at her face, the picture of pleasurable agony. She was panting, perspiring, begging for it. He was not about to refuse.
His hips shifted forward, over her writhing body. The stiff prick and his balls fell on her face and her mouth was quick to grab, swallowing the young tool completely. Ronnie grunted, leaping forward as her mouth locked on his meat. His hands broke loose of her wrists and his head was now nearly touching Larry's. Judy took advantage of her freedom. She reached up and taking a firm hold on his ass, pulled his cock deeper into her mouth. She was gnawing on his prick; blowing and squeezing, molding the meat with her powerful teeth and smoothing it with the strokes of her tongue.
Meanwhile, the two helpless onlookers at her feet were going insane. Eddie and Greg wanted a piece of the hot action worse than ever. Watching the three of them bouncing madly on the floor and listening to their animal moans was more than they could stand. They dropped her ankles which she quickly wrapped around Larry's back, drawing him tighter against her dripping pussy.
Eddie moved to the top, where Ronnie was getting his first blow-job. Falling to his stomach, he pushed his head under Ronnie's jerking leg, coming up on the erect nipple of her right tit. The pink knob was flying back and forth, up and down; jutting from the massive hunk of flesh beneath it. With one swift attack he had it between his teeth. It felt alive in his mouth as he pulled it in and began sucking on it feverishly. From the new tone in her cries, he could tell she was enjoying it and it urged him on. He bit the tiny peak even harder.
Greg, meanwhile, had decided to remain at the other end, where Larry was slurping away, licking his lips and going in for more of her womanly nectar. With her legs wrapped around Morton's back, Greg found the place he was looking for. He had heard some pretty wild tales in school about the excitement of playing with the anus while making love. Now he wanted to see if they were true. Besides, it was just about the only part of her body that was not being used.
Sliding around to the right side of the group, he reached under Judy's ass, slipping his fingers up the walls of her crack until he came to her ass-hole. His fist was resting just under Larry's chin, and warm pussy juices were dripping onto his knuckles. "I wish I was Larry right now," he murmured.
Judy screamed violently as his index finger poked into her hot anal canal. She had never felt anything like it. The few inches of bone in her butt seemed to fill her whole body. It was wild and unusual and terribly exciting. Her rear began jumping spastically on the floor. Larry figured his tongue-fucking was finally getting to her. Ronnie thought that blowing him had her ultra-hot. Eddie wondered if his sucking on her tits hadn't done the trick. They were right. It was all of them, and now this new sensation; the pressure of Greg's finger wiggling up her ass.
Through the haze of ecstasy, Judy suddenly heard the slamming of a car door in the distance. She knew it could only be Ken Henry coming to collect the love she no longer had for him. Her moment of revenge was at hand.
Ronnie was spilling his burning come down her throat when the door began to open.
"What the hell!" The four boys jumped from her, sprawling all over the floor, on top of each other. Judy lay there catching her breath, milky come dripping down the corners of her mouth.
"Why, hello, Mr. Henry. Would you like a little? If so, you'll have to get in line like everyone else. Or better yet, maybe Marti is still waiting on the sofa in your office. Why don't you go fuck her again, like this afternoon? And don't forget to tell her you love her."
Ken read her message loud and clear. Without a word, he turned and walked to the door, then paused. "I'll mail your wages, Miss Franklin." The door slammed behind him, ending that episode in her life.
The four boys were still in shock and quite confused. Then the pieces began to fit together for Larry. "Wait a minute, I get it. You came on with us just to fuck Mr. Henry's mind for some reason, right? Well listen, baby! You probably just lost us all our jobs. Does that make you happy?"
Judy stared at the ceiling without a good explanation to offer them. Larry continued giving the rest instructions. "Now listen, you guys, tomorrow we'll get to the club early and tell Mr. Henry everything. We'll tell him we had no idea she was up to something. Okay? Good! But now, before we split, let's teach Miss Franklin a good lesson."
Judy was frightened. They all looked so mad. It was Larry talking again. "Ronnie, you shot your rocks, already. Why don't you hold her down again?" The youngest boy once again swung behind her, grabbed the tiny wrists and pinned them to the floor.
"Please fellas, I'm sorry. I just wanted to get revenge!" She had started to cry.
"It's too late, baby," Larry shouted. "Line up behind me, guys!" Greg and Eddie filed behind him. "Spread your fucking legs, Miss Franklin!" She was too afraid to disobey. "Now tell me you want to fuck us all, right now! Go on, say it!"
"Yes, that's right. I want you all right now. Oh please, don't hurt me. I was only trying to..."
"Shut up!" Larry had her shivering in fright. "Say you want my cock, and Eddie's and Greg's!" . "Alright, I want all of your cocks."
"You heard her boys." Larry came down on her, ramming his thick prick deep into her box. Judy's whole body stiffened. It hurt so bad. He began pulling out gently, and she exhaled a sigh of relief. Then he drove it in again, catching her by surprise. She screamed and he covered her anguished mouth with his. It felt nice having her wild body writhing under him and his stiff prick grew stiller.
Then he pulled the long tool completely out of her and looked up at Ronnie. "Ronnie! Get dressed and watch the door! I'll hold our lady friend." With that, he got back up on his knees. Davis released her arms and ran to gather up his clothes. "Now, Miss Franklin, turn over!" Judy fearfully moved over, onto her stomach. She felt his strong fingers on her ass. They were spreading her cheeks wide apart. Then came a sensation one thousand times more jolting than Greg's finger had been. The bulbous head of his dick was pushing into the tight hole. "You'll love this, lady. It's called butt-fucking." The hard cock drove deeper. Judy could hardly breathe. It was as though a thick stake were being driven into her. "Relax, Judy, and it'll go in much easier." She took a deep breath, trying to relax her muscles. The entire cock slid up her anal canal.
"Oooooh. Oh, Larry, please be kind. Umph!" It wasn't so bad now. As a matter fact it was beginning to feel almost ... exciting. Now she was moaning, soft and low. Larry figured it was time to help his friends.
"Let's turn over again, baby." This time he helped her, swinging to his right, pulling her over. In a moment, she was sitting between his legs, propped up on his cock, facing the two boys at her feet. "Now, let's lay back and relax." He pulled her gently back onto his chest.
"Mmmmm. Oh, God, Larry! That feels so, umph, so good!" Larry was waving to Eddie, motioning for him to come on in.
Eddie was down, between her thighs, driving his prick into her warm gash. Judy was suddenly sandwiched between them, full of hard cock and in paradise.
"OH GOD, YES, YES, YES! OH! MMMMM. OW! YES, YES, I WANT IT. YES! MORE! MORE!" EDDIE DROVE DEEPER INTO HER AND AS THE STROKES INTENSIFIED, LARRY PLUNGED FURTHER INTO HER ASS. Her twat spurted its flowing juice all over Eddie's cock.
Greg was next, easily sliding into the dripping cunt. A few moments later he had shot his milky wad into her, pulled out and jumped to his feet.
That left Larry, whose prick was sore in her ass after all the activity atop of it. "You got room for one more ride, honey?"
Judy had never known this kind of exhaustion before. She felt like she had taken on the entire Air Force, one by one, and her wet box was aching. "Oh, Larry, please! I'm so sore and tired."
"That's too bad, baby! You haven't learned your lesson yet." He lifted her off his meat, dropping her next to him on the floor. "You've gotta pay your dues, Judy. If we've lost our jobs, at least we'll know we got a good piece of ass for our troubles."
His swollen prick gorged her like a sharp spear. "God, oh God." she screamed. Larry wanted her to beg. "Larry, please be gentle." He plummeted further into the stinging crevasse. "Oooooh, Larry!"
The feeling of his hot come pouring into her had a soothing effect on Judy. She lay there drinking the oily come with her whole body. "Mmmmm, oooh!"
Shortly thereafter the four boys were dressed and moving through the door. Larry held it open as the others silently rushed out. Looking down at Judy, he uttered the painful goodbye. "Thanks for nothing bitch!" The lights went out and the door slammed shut.
Judy lay there, trying to understand what was happening to her life. In a few short days she had made a total mess of everything she had touched. Would she ever know what it meant to be truly happy? Would she ever find out from Bob, the one man she truly loved? Would he ever, in a million years, be able to forgive her for the wrongs she had done him? There were so many troublesome questions, and she didn't know the answers.
She eventually managed to get herself up off the floor, and staggered down the hall to the bedroom. Catching her eye, on the bedside table next to the lamp, was the long white envelope that Jerome Hirsch had slipped into her coat pocket the night before. Inside were five crisp bills; enough to take a confused young woman far, far away from all the problems.
That was it! She would pack her bags and run from all the people, the pain and the doubts that were slowly destroying her. Sure it was the coward's way out, but what else was there left for her to try. Besides, when Bob returned and discovered all she had done, he'd be glad to find her gone.
Flopping down on the bed, she lay there thinking for a minute. Where could I go? Who do I know that could help me? There was one person she knew in Chicago, but it was late. She decided to sleep now and call her in the morning.
"Hi, Linda. Judy Franklin, but you'll probably remember me as Judy Pace." Linda Hopkins was Judy's roommate from college. It had been close to several years since they had last seen each other and though they had vowed to write and keep in touch their friendship had seen time come between them.
"Judy? Judy Pace!" Oh my God! Is it really you? How are you doing, Judy?" Just trying to sound cheerful was an effort, but Judy tried anyway. "I'm just great, Linda. How about you? Are you still working with the airlines?" Actually she could have cared less, but it was conversation. "Yeah, somebody has to smile at the tourists, you know. Say, Judy, I heard you got married. Tell me all about him." There really wasn't time, and besides, she didn't care to talk about it.
"Listen Linda, if you can be at O'Hare at about twelve-thirty, IH tell you all about him, personally. I'm leaving for the airport in a few minutes. Could you put up with me for a few days?" Linda screamed with joy. "For a few days? Hell! You can stay as long as you like. Tell you what! I'll meet you in the old coffee shop, okay?"
Judy told her that would be fine, thanked her for the hospitality, and hung up.
Outside the taxi was waiting. Judy grabbed her bags, opened the door, and took one last look at her home. There was the note she had left for Bob sitting on the coffee table. Her eyes began to fill with tears. With a deep breath, she shut the door behind her and left for Chicago.
The flight was long and uneventful. As the huge 747 circled for a landing, she could see Chicago riding up from Lake Michigan. It was a big, exciting city and Judy hoped it would provide her with a brand new start on life.
Linda was standing at the counter of the coffee shop as she had promised. When she saw Judy coming, she ran out into the terminal to greet her. "Hi, Judy!" The two girls hugged like sisters and, arm in arm, bounced back into the cafeteria for a cup of coffee.
Judy wasted no time in filling her friend in on the whole, sad tale of her married life, and Linda lent a very sympathetic ear. "Judy, it sounds like you've been through the mill, and I'm really sorry that things haven't worked out for you. But, what sort of action do you plan for yourself, now?" It was a perfectly good question, but, unfortunately, Judy had no answer. "I don't know, Linda, I truly love Bob, but I doubt if he'll ever want me back, or even if I'll be able to go back." She was ready to cry again. Linda felt sorry for her friend's gloominess, and sought to cheer her up. "Well! Listen to me, we'll just get the whole thing off your mind for a few months-or weeks-or whatever! Let's go get your baggage. I've got big plans in the works for tonight." Judy straightened up, and the girls were off to the turntable in the lobby.
On the way to the apartment, they laughed and reminisced about those good old days when their biggest worry in life was whether or not they'd pass that exam in history. If only they had been smart enough to appreciate being young and carefree before time had taken away the fun of youth.
Judy couldn't believe Linda's place. It was gorgeous! "How do you afford a place like this?" Linda laughed. "Baby, when you travel as much as I do, you don't have much to do with your money, or time to do it in-so, you spend it on your apartment. Why don't you fix yourself a drink. I want to show you something." Linda disappeared into the bedroom, while Judy walked herself to the bar, and moreover, got a glance acquaintance with the place. Fixing herself a drink, Judy surveyed the pad. Below she could see a huge, Olympic size swimming pool. She was staring into the inviting blue water when the door opened behind her. "Ta-da! Here is the uniform of the evening." Judy spun around to face her friend and her mouth fell open.
Linda was clad in a very revealing bikini, and Judy could see that the past years had been good to Linda. Her long, red hair was down now, falling nearly to the center of her back. Her large, soft tits jutted out from the top of the suit. Wrapped around her meaty hips, was a slender strap of cloth, presumably the bottom piece. It just barely covered her cunt.
"Where are we going tonight? To a strip tease?" Linda smiled. "No, goofy, we're going to a pool party, down there. A lot of the girls will be there, and you'll get to meet some of our ace pilots." The thought of more men didn't thrill Judy, but she didn't want to spoil Linda's plans. "Say, that sounds great."
"Good! Now there's a suit for you in the bedroom. Take it, and slip it on. Meanwhile, I'll make us some dinner, and then we'll go on down to the festivities."
Judy reluctantly walked into the bedroom. The two pieces of her scanty swim suit were spread out on the bed for her. Oh, hell. She had wanted some new scenery, right? Well, this was it.
There must have been close to a hundred people standing around the pool; pilots, stewardesses, ticket takers, and the like. Judy felt extremely awkward as Linda pulled her from person to person, introducing her as a friend from California, on the loose. She didn't mind the California lie. It was the on the loose bit that had her worried. Linda was pulling her to the corner of the pool. "Oh, Captain Greenwood, I'd like you to meet my friend, Judy Franklin. She's in from L.A., visiting for a few days." Judy looked into the pilot's eyes. "How do you do, Captain."
Harvey Greenwood was a veteran pilot. like her Bob he had flown with the Air Force for over ten years; commercially for almost eight. All the air time hadn't hurt him though. For a man in his late forties, Harvey had kept himself in top shape. His rugged physique was clearly evident under his tight-fitting jumpsuit. Were it not for the snow-white head of hair, his handsome face could easily have belonged to a man of thirty. He was at least six feet-five inches or so and looked like he was a Hollywood actor.
"How do you do, Judy. I'm Harvey Greenwood. How do you like the Windy City?" He had a Hollywood voice too; deep and resonant.
"Just fine, Mr. Greenwood. I only wish I knew more of the people here. It's sort of difficult keeping up with a group of total strangers." He was carefully studying her now.
Judy was nearly bursting the straps of her swim suit with her magnificent tits. They pressed tightly against the fabric, half-revealing the dark circles of flesh surrounding her nipples. Her cunt bulged embarrassingly in the thin panties. She was wishing Linda had not left her with this obviously interested man. But Linda had other plans. She had seen the excitement in Harvey's eyes and thought his company would be good therapy for her friend, Judy.
"Listen, Judy," she had said. "Let me leave you in the Captain's able hands. I just saw someone I simply must talk to."
In a flash she was gone and Judy was left facing the pilot who was so wantingly eyeing her. She thought perhaps some friendly conversation would distract him from her tits. "Well, Captain, it sure is a nice party, isn't it?"
Harvey's eyeballs focused on her huge boobs. "Yes, it's getting better all the time." Suddenly, he was nervously looking around the crowd. "Hey listen, Judy! This mob is really getting to me. Why don't we go somewhere quiet for a drink?"
Thoughts of Calvin Gibbs and Ken Henry began to race through her mind. She was frightened. "No thank you, Mr. Greenwood. I'm with Linda." She was very proud of herself. Refusing him was a good first step. Unfortunately, he wasn't about to let her off the hook.
"Aw, forget Linda. I'll bring you right back. And listen, my name is Harvey." It was clear that Harvey was not about to take no for an answer.
"Alright, Harvey, but just one, and then right back here, understood?" He was already heading for the gate, leading her by the hand. "Sure, sure!"
He led her through a small opening in the crowd near the diving board, through the tall picket fence surrounding the pool and out into the parking lot. They stopped at the end of a long, green convertible. "Here's my jet, Judy. Climb aboard!" He moved to the passenger door and opened it. Judy slid in, determined to make the flight a short one. She wished there were bucket seats in the car, so she could keep him at a better distance during the ride.
Harvey slipped in behind the wheel with his right arm up and over the back of the seat. "Hey Judy! Come over here! We pilots get nervous without our co-pilots close by." Judy thought it would be better not to make a scene with him. After all, he was one of Linda's friends.
She slid over a few inches, only to feel his strong arm come down around her waist and pull her close to him. In an instant she was pressing against his ribs. Then his arm began moving upwards and she didn't like the direction it was heading in. His fingertips were just below her breasts; then on top, massaging the soft mounds. Judy quickly reached up and threw the hand away from her.
"Listen here, Mr. Pilot! You said a drink. Let's leave it at that!" The hand let go, swung around and grabbed the steering wheel.
"I'm sorry, Judy. I had no business doing something like that. Let's get going. I know a great little spot. It's quiet and out of the way."
The car sped into the night and Judy was enjoying the feel of the wind blowing in her face. It seemed to be clearing her mind of all the thoughts that had grown stale there. With her eyes closed, she was unable to know that Harvey was staring at her tits, watching them jump with each bump in the road. From his vantage point, the nipples were clearly visible and he was getting hotter by the mile. Then he looked at her long, silky legs. He so wanted to crawl in between them and fuck the hell out of her twat. He couldn't believe a girl built like that could refuse him.
Twenty minutes later, he was signaling for a right turn, and Judy's eyes popped open to see this quiet, out of the way drinking spot. She expected to see a night club of some sort, but saw nothing ahead but a small dirt road. "Where are you taking me, Harvey?"
"Oh you'll really like this place. Not many people know about it." It was long after dark now, and she was quite afraid being out with a complete stranger in the woods, on a deserted old road.
About three miles down the road, the car began to slow. Judy suddenly was tempted to jump and run into the forest, but his arm was quickly around her waist once more and holding her quite firmly to his side.
"Harvey, please take me back to the party." The car came to a stop in a small clearing off the roadway. Harvey turned and looked at her seriously.
"But Judy, I've got a party planned for us out here. Open up the glove compartment!" She obeyed, only to find a pint of Bourbon stashed inside. "Now take it out and give it to me!"
Harvey broke the seal on the bottle, unscrewed the cap and took a large gulp of the alcohol. "Here, honey! Try a snort." His grip on her midsection was even tighter now and Judy was afraid to turn him down. She took the bottle, holding it upright as the booze poured down her throat. One swallow, then another, and another, and another. Finally the bottle came down. Judy stared at Harvey as he finished off the last ounce. She had practically polished the entire bottle off. He tossed the empty bottle from the car and turned to her. "Boy, Judy, you really know how to put that stuff away."
Her head was beginning to swim. "Harvey, Lesss go back now, awright?"
"Are you kidding, honey? We're just getting things going. C'mon with me. Let's go stare at the stars."
"No, Harvey, I don't trusss you. I'm staying right here!" Then she could hear a buzzing noise and feel the seat begin to move backwards. "Harvey, I mean it now. Lesss go!"
His arm began its slow journey up her stomach again. She reached down and tried to stop its progress, but by now she was too far gone from the liquor to put up a good fight.
The creeping fingers reached her tits, only this time she did not find them so offensive. In fact, the fingers felt good on her throbbing breasts. The tingle was most pleasurable. She leaned her head back, content to let him continue playing with her knobs. Her head fell with a thud against the seat. "Mmmmmm, Harvey, thassss nice!"
His lips smothered her with a passionate kiss. His wet tongue began sliding back and forth; in and out of her open mouth. The warm breeze was blowing through her hair and the total experience was titillating. She sighed into his hot mouth. With his free hand, Harvey began stripping out of his clothing.
The combination of booze and fresh air was really getting to her now. Opening her eyes, Judy saw the dash board swimming before her. To her left sat Harvey, stark naked and grinning.
"Howdy, Harvey. Whassss happening?" He was laughing at her.
"Baby are you zonked! You better let me help you." Her woozy head hit the dash board. He was at her back, slipping off the top of her suit.
"Harvey! Whasss going on back there?" The sound of her own voice made Judy begin to giggle. She had never been this high before. "Harvey, you know Bob doesssn't like it when I drink."
"Who's Bob?"
"Oh, I guess it doessn't matter who he is. No, isss not really important anymore!"
The subject was quickly dropped. Just then, Harvey could have cared less anyway. He was much too busy. His hands were gliding up and down Judy's bare back, then around her soft waist and back again. Her skin was so soft and warm, and he was so ready. Harvey Greenwood was ready for the big move. "Harvey, when are we going back to that party? Issss getting pretty late isn't it?" The poor chick, Harvey thought. She didn't even realize what he was up to. And it was too late to stop him.
Judy sat back and this time, as her body arched, her suit top, which was merely against her, fell off. Opening her blurry eyes, she saw the piece resting atop the dashboard. She looked down at her naked breasts. "What are you doing to me, Harvey? Whasss the meaning of this?" He laughed again as both hands came to her tits; squeezing, pulling, clutching, pushing the huge hunks of flesh and their hard little nipples. Her head drifted back again as once more his mouth covered hers.
It was clear to her now that Harvey had no intention of returning to Linda's in the very near future. Harvey's tongue and the night breeze made her care less and less about the party each minute.
As he released the grip his lips had on her mouth, her head fell forward. Staring between his legs she saw his long piece of meat now standing perfectly erect. She began to giggle. "Harvey, what happened to your swimming trunks?" Harvey was laughing along with her.
"Don't you remember? I didn't wear any. And now, you're going to join me!" The big hands which had accurately landed so many large jets had now landed, quite accurately, on her soft hips. They were under the pants of her suit, massaging the meaty rolls of flesh. While one continued squeezing, the other slowly moved around to the wiry bush of her cunt. Judy began to sober up quickly.
"Hey listen, Harvey! I don't mind a little playing around, but I won't..." Before she could utter another word of reprimand, Harvey closed her angry mouth with his, sliding his tongue clear to the back of her throat. Judy leaned back and moaned. She could no longer fight off his bold advances, she no longer wanted to.
His fingers were playing in her pants; burrowing through her pubic hairs, stroking the warm lips of her twat. Then they would stop and the wide palm of his hand would come into play, pushing down firmly just above her hairline in a rotating motion. Judy's breathing became little grunts of pleasure, turning Harvey on all the more. Her hot bursts of breath blew into and down his throat, while his tongue explored the roof of her mouth. Judy was loving it.
Suddenly, the hand on her hips had come up and slid around her back, stopping on her right tit, catching the hard little nipple between two lingers. They began rolling the stiff little knob vigorously, making it stand out all the more erectly.
The hand on her cunt went on to better things. While the palm kept up the massage, the index finger came down to the moist entrance to her pussy and began toying with her hard little clitoris. Judy's hot gasps for breath were now accompanied by high-pitched yelps of delight. She wanted it and more. Breaking away from his kiss, she swung her head around and began nibbling on his swollen ear lobe.
"Oh yes, Harvey. Take me! Fuck me!" His stiff cock throbbed with her anxious plea. His finger plunged into her oozing cunt, splashing in the milky pit. The other hand squeezed her big tits tightly. Her entire body stiffened with the new series of thrills, then began swaying from side to side in the seat. Her ass lifted to his dripping finger, taking it another inch or two into her quivering hole. Her boobs putted out, bouncing to the beat of the job he was doing on her. The time was right for Harvey to take his hard tool deep into her.
Without removing his finger from her box, he slowly swung her hips towards him. They came most willingly. Pushing himself against the car door, he positioned the heaving cheeks of her ass on the seat beside him and pushed two more fingers into her wet slit. Judy screamed violently, jerking her back down, until it rested against the opposite door. Her right leg dug far under the dashboard into the soft carpet on the floor. The left leg flew over the back of the seat and locked securely into place. Both arms reached up, over her head, and clamped on to the top of the door. She was ready for him. "Oh, God Harvey, hurry! Fuck me, fuck me now!"
It was all the encouragement the old veteran needed. His hand gently slid out of her cunt with a gush. With barely enough room to turn, he swung his ass, guiding the pulsating prick to its destination.
In a moment he was between her legs, staring into her passion distorted face. His large dick was an inch from her twat; his hands resting under her arm pits on the seat.
"Ask me again, Judy! Tell me you want it. Tell me how bad you need to be fucked. Go on, tell me all about it!"
His teasing was driving her insane. "Damn you, Harvey! Yes, yes! I need it! Please, Harvey, please! Give it to me!" Harvey was loving her uncontrollable need. At his age, it was nice to hear a beautiful young girl begging ... for him. He decided to tease her more.
He moved his cock closer. The big head was lightly brushing the two shivering flaps of her cunt opening. They were reaching out, trying to suck in his meat. Her ass was lifting up high off the seat, her tender thighs scissoring in and out. She was moaning now and her eyes were clamped tightly shut. Beads of perspiration began trickling down her contorted face. Her fingertips were white from the grip they held on the door.
Harvey moved a fraction closer. "Tell me again, honey!"
She couldn't take any more. In a flash, her leg that was draped over the seat came over and down. It slammed into his ass like a huge hammer, driving his thick cock deep into her. Harvey had been caught completely by surprise. His body plunged forward with the blow.
She had his cock now, clear up to his dangling balls, and she wasn't about to let it get away. The leg continued to batter his ass, banging his prick deeper and deeper. Harvey was down on her, stunned by her sudden moves, but loving the way she had swallowed his dick entirely. Judy's hands were all over his back; clawing, pulling him farther into her pussy. She was like a tigress; scratching, kicking, screaming and writhing under his manly frame. As big as Harvey was, her cunt had him at her mercy. It held him tightly, whipping him wildly about the car.
Harvey was having trouble hanging onto his load. He couldn't remember when he'd had a wilder piece of ass. His balls were slamming into her cunt with a thud. His prick was being squeezed by her gripping cunt lips, released a few inches and pounded back in again by her strong leg. She was like some kind of machine; pulverizing his tool, grinding it up, spitting it out and swallowing some more.
Judy was enjoying herself too. Perhaps it was just the strange position he had her in, but it seemed that she was getting more cock than she had ever gotten from any other man. The huge head filled her completely.
His hairy chest was a new sensation, covering her tits like a warm, cozy blanket. His strong arms, which were now under her shoulder blades had a firm, comforting hold on her body. He was all-man and Judy was moments away from orgasm.
Harvey's back arched and his legs stiffened. His hands slid down her back, under her ass, and held on tight. With the next stroke he shot into her. The burning load of come touched off a wave of ecstatic shocks in her body. Her ass jolted in his grip, lifting them both a foot off the seat. She screamed wildly and came down, wrapping both legs around him, as she came in a blinding fury.
He came again, and again. Then he felt the warm flow of her comings drench the head and shaft of his cock. Her ass bolted in short, spastic jerks as her fingers dug into his shoulders.