Chapter 3
At ten the next morning, Gustoff was out in the middle of the town walking up this street and the next, to see what he-could see, and hear what he could hear. There were always new cunts to be gathered.
Besides which, his cunt bitch friend, Dina, was on the loose. He wondered where-she was and what she was doing.
He never told any of the commandos, but he thought that Dina had more balls than any of the men. She had a real cruel spirit of which he approved. She got as much joy out of lashing a girl down to shreds as he himself did.
She also liked to screw chicks, and he loved to watch her doing that.
He used to get pleasurable sensations that could make him come, just by watching Dina suck off a broad and be sucked in turn.
Dames doing sixty-nine was second only to fucking broads up their cunt holes.
Sometimes it was good to be in the middle with two chicks working him over.
That was where Dina came in handy.
She had a way of teaching the new broads what to do to him, how to suck him, how to feel him, how to grind their cunts in his face.
But Dina hadn't been around his camp for a while, and he was missing her.
He looked into various store windows, especially the places that sold sexy clothes. Dina had a passion for looking beautiful, and she was sure a gorgeous chick.
Where the hell was she?
His balls ached for her.
He realized that his need for Dina was what had kept him awake last night.
Bitch, cunt, he would have to turn her up now, once and for all.
The more he looked, the more he realized she was evading him. He wondered if she knew his hots for her. Probably!
She had an uncanny sixth sense.
Well, he knew where to find her eventually.
By one in the afternoon, he realized that he would have to go to the brothel where Dina frequented, and one of the bitches there would be able to clue him in as to her whereabouts.
The brothel was on the far side of town from his camp. Everybody knew about it, but not many people knew that it had a lesbian division.
Well, not exact lez, but lez performers. A place where guys could get in the middle if they wanted to, or just watch. The guys controlled the show, and that was the main thing.
He decided to walk rather than to take the car. His large legs needed the exercise. He was so hot and tense, but he thought he could run five miles without losing breath.
The brothel was the low rambling house at the end of the town and all the lights were on. Nobody tried to put the place out of business. Everybody needed to screw.
He rang the doorbell. The girl who let him in recognized him and gave him a big kiss, at the same time lifting her hips and grinding her cunt against his prick.
"Oh honey," she said, "I've been missing you."
He looked at her with his steely intense eyes.
She became nervous and backed away from him, not knowing what to expect.
"Have you see Dina?" he said, in a clipped cold voice.
The girl nodded. "She's upstairs on the third floor."
"I'm going up."
"I better call up first and make sure she's free."
Gustoff waited. He didn't want to make waves.
He felt his cock bouncing around inside his pants. He reached into his coat pocket and began to play with it idily to keep himself under control.
He knew that when he got to Dina he wanted to split her cunt apart and fuck her right away against the wall or on the floor. He didn't care where!
"Okay honey, you can go up now."
He put a bill into the girl's hand, and squeezed her tit, starting up the stairs.
As he went up the circular staircase he heard squeals and groans from every side coming out from behind doors. Everybody was fucking and blowing and fucking.
The house was just one rocking ship of sex. He could smell cunt in the air. He reached the third floor, and realized that the bitch downstairs hadn't told him which door.
For a while he waited, thinking that maybe Dina would come out to him.
No, she wouldn't, he decided, she was that kind of a cunty bitch. She would give him a hard time. It was her specialty.
The fucking sadist, with her big tits and her gorgeous tasty cunt.
He opened one door, and then the next, and the next, and finally he saw her. She wasn't alone. He didn't expect her to be, but he didn't expect to see this, either.
She looked so damn gorgeous, with her mass of gold hair falling down to her shoulders and her black satin jacket that covered her enormous tits which showed their bulging contours.
She had gorgeous broad hips, and a mass of dark curly pubic hair.
Black garter belts held up her fabulous stockings, and from the top of the knee down she wore the strange high-heeled open-toed sandle boots with the zipper down the front, which she had designed for herself.
No other dame could wear them like this.
She was coming out from a back room, and had a chain wrapped around her wrist. The chain was pulling a slave. The slave had black hair and a sad sad expression.
Her arms were hooked around a wooden pole.
Her pink garter belt held up torn stockings.
Her breasts were tied too, and the nipples made huge firm points. She really looked like a super cunt. Dina looked as though she had won the battle of this broad, for damn sure.
Gustoff wondered if Dina had already fucked this girl dry, or if there was more left.
She turned to him and said, "What the hell do you want, cunt sucker?"
"Some greeting."
"I don't need you here chasing after me," she said, "what did you come for?"
Gustoff looked at her. He hated to admit that he felt like something of a slave himself.
The idea of begging Dina for a screw made him furious. His rage turned his cock up even higher.
He whipped it out and showed it to her.
She looked at him and at his prick, and said, "You have to wait your turn, Gustoff, I'm not through with my cunt lapping yet."
Was he going to let her get away with this talk to him?
He stepped forward, and grabbed her hair close to the skull. He yanked her head back. He was still bigger than she was. He had a lot of brawn, and a lot of fury, enough to match hers, and even more so.
He stared with glittering cold eyes into her cold green cat eyes.
She was defiant, not at all afraid of him. That was what he loved about her. her unwavering strength. Her daring, her courage. He loved her tits, too, that were brushing against his chest now.
He felt their rigid points, like steel.
But she wasn't cold as steel. On the contrary, she was hot as she could be.
Her whole body was like a flame encased in flesh. He could smell the aroma of cunt rising from the curly mass of hairs. He was turned on like nobody could turn him on. This was his woman!
But he had to master her. He couldn't let her know how he felt.
She hit him with the chain wrapped around her knuckles.
He felt the bruising flash of her fist against his jaw.
She had a lot of power in the blow.
He admired her strength, too. The more strength in her, the more there was of her cunt and hips for fucking.
He chuckled into his face.
"Come on, Dina," he said, "don't give me a hard time."
But she wasn't going to give in that easy, he knew.
"Get away from me, Gustoff," she said. "I'll give you five minutes," he said, "I want to see you screw that chick anyway, it will turn me on even higher."
"Who said you can watch?" Gustoff turned the key in the door. "You don't want no trouble, Dina, come on, be sensible, be agreeable."
She looked at him and she began to laugh with contempt.
"Okay, cunt lapper, I'll do you the favor." He didn't know if she was actually giving in to him and pretending not to, or whether she was in fact feeling generous.
It didn't make any difference, as long as she did what he had commanded.
She dropped the chain and drew the girl toward her, as though she were reeling a fish in on the end of a line.
Then she unhooked the girl's arms from around the pole, and undid the various ropes.
She also unhooked the hose from the long garters.
She ripped the already ragged stockings away.
"Spread your legs, bitch," she called.
The girl lay on her back and did as she was told. There was no more fighting spirit left in her.
Dina jumped on top of the broad and began to grind her naked cunt against the one waiting for her, spread-eagled.
Gustoff watching Dina do her thing began to play with his prick.
Suddenly he thought, why the hell am I jerking off.
He moved in close and leaning forward, jabbed his prick at Dina's ass. She was not in the position to fight him off, and too busy screwing the girl, really, for any leverage or strength.
He rammed his cock forward, and into her hole. She jumped back out. He felt her ass growing hard. Her ass cheeks were quivering. He jammed his cock in harder and harder, forcing her ass hole open with his bulbous head.
Suddenly she seemed to relax, and he jabbed his prick quickly all the way up to the hilt.
His enormous weight pressed her against the girl. He heard the girl on the bottom gasping.
He felt Dina's ass beginning to pump. The more Dina pumped the girl, the more he was pumped off too. It worked like a sandwhich.
He began to feel the enormous pressure of his sperm inside of his balls. It was rising into his tool.
"Get the hell off me, you son of a bitch," Dina growled.
But he knew she had no intentions of going anywhere until he came.
Dina, at the same time, couldn't stop screwing the girl. She had to come also. He knew that their clits were touching, and that both of them were going to come beneath the weight of his own fucking motion.
In a way, he was guiding them, and commanding them to do his will. This was exactly the position he loved, on top of two broads at the same time.
Wow!
Yeah, he was going to make them come, he was going to control the speed with which they came, he was the conductor, the commander, the big boss.
The notion that he was leading the show really turned them on all the way.
He worked his hands between their two bodies, and touched Dina's hard tits. He squeezed the enormous breasts and felt the flesh between his fingers.
He felt the breasts of the girl underneath as they pressed against the backs of his hands, too.
He was surrounded by tits, cunt, and ass. All squirming and groaning and gyrating, looking to come.
All he had to do was to continue to fuck, and everybody would shoot their load. He started working his hips like a sledge hammer. He dug deeper into Dina and felt that he was coming out through her belly.
She was groaning beneath him, and so was the other girl.
Suddenly he felt an enormous shiver, and knew that Dina was having contractions of orgasm. The girl beneath Dina rose and started to come also, quivering and banging her hips wildly.
Swept away by all the sex, and groaning wildly, he too began to shoot now. The three of them shuddered and convulsed and moaned to each other.
He hung on to the swaying bodies as though he were a ship in a storm.
He fucked himself dry, and felt satisfied at last, that he had come wildly!!!