Chapter 10
"Well, I hope you two have been having a good time," Ricky said, coming into Stacy's office and locking the door behind him.
"Yeah, she's sure swell," Vic said. "Every time it gets better."
"Yeah, ain't she fantastic? Who'd have thought when we were at Little Q that we'd fall into such luck? A lady lawyer for our own private whore, two old squares to wait on us hand and foot and complete control of those junior grade hoods. We got it made, man, you know that?"
Vic grinned at his buddy. "You're the one who got it all together and I sure want to thank you for cutting me in, 'specially with Stacy here."
"Think nothing of it," Ricky said. "What I have, you have. Share and share alike. Some day maybe you'll have something as lush as old Stace and you can pass it on to me."
What effect the discussion was having on Stacy was difficult to judge because she kept her blonde head turned away as she pulled on panties and reached for her garter belt and stockings.
"Oh, Stacy, don't bother putting your clothes back on," Ricky said casually. "We're not through with you yet tonight."
"It's getting late," Stacy said. "I have to get home. My son will be worried."
"That's an awfully thin excuse," Ricky said. "Old Rog is big enough to take care of himself. You'd think you didn't like our company."
"Yeah, what's your rush?" Vic said.
"In fact, I find it hard to believe a cute young chick like you has a son," Ricky said, watching her draw a stocking up one long bare leg. "With those nice high boobs of yours, you don't look much over teen age."
Sitting there in black lace panties with one stocking on and one off and her naked breasts gleaming in the light, Stacy was a very fetching sight. She looked up and glanced apprehensively from one boy to the other, seeing the reviving interest in their eyes. Ricky had his usual superior sneer on his face and Vic, who tended to be somewhat shy when they were alone, always mimicked Ricky when they were together.
"I really do have to go," Stacy said. "My secretary reminded me this morning before I left for court that I have an awful lot to do tomorrow and-"
"You still have a lot to do tonight," Ricky said, coming to stand right over her and tilt her head back with a hand under her chin. "It's time you learned how to be the filling in a sandwich."
"A what?" Stacy's eyes were round blue saucers.
"I think you'll dig it, Stace. A man-eater like you is really too much for one dude at a time, so I'm going to have you start working with two. This business of one of us standing guard while the other fucks you isn't necessary now that I've got the other guys in line. And from two we'll work up to gang scenes.'
Stacy dropped the second stocking and gaped at him in shock. "Surely you don't think that I would-"
"I don't think it, babe, I know it!" Ricky said, closing his' fingers around her breasts and pulling her toward him.
"You're hurting me," Stacy said, getting to her feet to ease the upward pressure. "Please don't hurt me, Ricky."
Ricky snickered and let go of her breasts but yanked her close against him so she could feel his bulging erection. "Feel that bone, baby? Well. Vic's got one just like it and you're going to take care of both of them at once."
"I am not. I wouldn't think of doing anything so...," Stacy said, but her mouth relaxed slightly and her eyes went a trifle out of focus as he rubbed the hard shaft into the soft mound between her thighs.
"Come on over here, Vic, and let Stacy see what she's done to you parading around in these skimpy little panties."
Grinning broadly, Vic came over to where Ricky was forcing Stacy down onto the couch again. He had put his pants back on after his most recent coupling with Stacy, but now he unzipped them and let his re-swollen member jut out obscenely.
"Sit down on the other side of her," Ricky ordered, "and let's see if we can get her in the mood." His fingers were crawling up the inside of Stacy's thigh while he kissed down the side of her neck.
Stacy stared from one to the other of them, her breasts heaving and her eyes wide.
"Tell her how sweet she is, Vic, and show her you mean it. She loves to be shown."
'You know how much I think of you, Mrs. Norris," Vic whispered and nibbled the lobe of her ear, his hand following Ricky's example on her other leg. "I think you're just the greatest."
"Don't forget the boobs, buddy," Ricky Said, bending his head and sucking the blonde's left nipple into his mouth and drawing on it deeply.
Vic cradled the right breast. "Yeah, they're real groovy, Mrs. Norris, real groovy," he said and took it in his mouth.
Stacy looked down at the heads of the two boys, one blond and the other dark, and listened to the sound of their mouths sucking at her breasts. She shivered at the feeling that pair of mouths sent sweeping through her. She closed her eyes and lay back on the couch and felt Ricky's fingers slip under the left leg of her panties and move through the golden muff between her thighs. A moment later Vic let his fingers follow, and she sucked in her breath as both sets of fingers separated the lips of her vagina, which were already puffy from overuse. She didn't know what was in store for her for the rest of the night or how she was going to eventually escape from Ricky's sexual blackmail, but right now her whole body was responding to the twin assault with trembling eagerness.
"You're going to love this, Stacy," Ricky whispered, his mouth moving from her breast to her lips and burning a kiss against them-a kiss that was repeated a moment later by Vic, whose tongue licked along her lower lip and then pushed inside her mouth.
Stacy moaned and sank farther down on the couch as two sets of fingers penetrated her vagina and began to move in and out in rhythmic persuasion.
"Does it feel good, Mrs. Norris?" Vic asked after a few moments. "Do our fingers feel good in your wet cunnie?"
Stacy didn't answer in words, but her mouth was slack and her head was rocking slowly back and forth, grooving on the sensation of having her pussy invaded by two different sets of fingers.
"She's getting hot," Ricky said, starting to pull her panties down with his free hand, "and when our Stacy gets hot, she fucks like mink."
Vic snickered and followed suit and together they stripped the panties off and quickly got rid of their own clothes.
"Now we really start turning her on," Ricky said as they arranged themselves on the couch on either side of the naked woman. "I tell you what let's do-let's kiss her all over that beautiful bod."
"Yeah, man, groovy," Vic agreed and started kissing Stacy's shoulders and neck at the same time Ricky was moving his lips along her instep and up her ankles.
Stacy trembled with excitement as Ricky's mouth traveled up the side of her calf and lingered at the back of her knee, while Vic's mouth made a lustful tour over both her breasts. She cried out as Ricky's lips ran up the back of her thigh and nibbled briefly at the undercurve of her buttocks, just as Vic sucked strongly at one nipple and pinched the other one into a pointed prong.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped. She felt Ricky's lips trail wetly along the rounded bottoms of both buttocks and slither up the outward curves to pause at the beginning of the snowy crevice between them. Vic was less daring but was working his way across her midriff and stomach, stopping to tickle her navel with the tip of his tongue.
"You're gonna dig this, baby." Ricky's voice came to her muffled just before she felt his tongue slither between her buttocks and probe searchingly for the pink pucker of her anus.
Vic's lust was driving him to equal feats. His tongue snaked through the golden fur at the base of her belly, stabbing with quick little licks between the furled labia until he located her clitoris and set it to vibrating feverishly with rapid flicking strokes that drove Stacy wild.
Pinned between the two boys, Stacy was rapidly becoming aware of nothing but the vivid fiery sensations that were radiating all through her body from the two ravishing tongues, one shoving in and out of her tight rear entrance and the other attacking from the front with devastating effect
Then on a signal from Ricky, the exquisite torture stopped. "She's hot enough, Vic. She'll do what I want now. You get your cock in from the front and I'll come in from behind and we'll both get in her cunt at once."
"Oh no! You can't do that!" Stacy had turned pale and struggled weakly as one strong young body molded itself to her back and the other locked to her front. "I can't hold both of you at once!"
"Try," Ricky said with soft menace, fitting his flat belly against her buttocks and slipping his hands around to grip her breasts, "because if that hole ain't big enough, we'll just have to bore it out until it is."
The boys' lewd snickers at the coarse joke made Stacy tremble with fear. It was just possible that Ricky might try to do what he said.
Vic was pressing close against her from the front, his belly tight against hers, and his hard cock pushed bruisingly against the tender flesh of her mound at the same time that Ricky's long thick pole was pushing between the back of her thighs and probing at the lower edge of her vagina.
"A two-cock fuck, baby," Ricky whispered against her ear, "This oughta really send you. Nobody digs cock like you do and you're gonna be so filled with it, you'll think you're nothing but an attachment on one gigantic prick."
Stacy heard him but couldn't answer because Vic was kissing her lips and stroking her buttocks, while Ricky was blowing in her ear and squeezing her breasts. In addition to her own excitement, she felt the lustful fires burning in the two firm-fleshed bodies communicating their intensity to her. The mounting tide of carnal longing rising inside her overcame her fear and made her begin to wonder if it wasn't just possible that she could stretch enough to take them both at once.
"Man, ain't this body dynamite," Vic was saying as he butted awkwardly at Stacy's crotch, trying to find the opening to her womanhood. "And ain't, it something to have a broad like this do whatever you want her to?"
"Yeah, yeah," Ricky agreed, but his attention was on his target and he had no trouble locating the slippery channel and pushing into it. Stacy sighed deeply as the now familiar thickness of him sent thrills of pleasure rippling through her. Then Vic succeeded in his bumbling search and she felt herself being penetrated again by his slightly less thick shaft.
Vic grunted and shoved harder. "I'm almost in, Rick. I can feel my cock sliding along on top of yours right inside her. Oh man, this is really something! But there ain't much room. I don't know how deep I'm gonna be able to go."
"Just keep pushing," Ricky advised and did the same thing himself. "She'll stretch, you know, and if she can't stretch far enough, she'll rip."
Stacy whimpered at the words and hoped her elasticity would prove adequate to the strain being placed on it by Vic's unrelenting progress into her depths.
She let out a yelp of fear and panic as with a final hard shove, Vic achieved full entry, and she felt the almost unbearable pressure of both rigid cocks filling her to capacity. "You're going to tear me!" she said half hysterically. "Stop it! Please, stop it! I can't stand it!"
"Yes, you can," Ricky said, kneading her breasts. "And wait until we both start fucking you...you'll get a real charge out of that."
He was withdrawing carefully as he spoke. "Pull out even with me, Vic, and then we'll both slam into her at once."
"Right on," Vic said, and Stacy felt his cock retreating with Ricky's from her aching sheath.
They were almost out of her now. She could feel the knobby heads of the two cocks squeezed together just inside the entrance to her cunt. It was an arousing feeling in spite of her fear, and it started the lubricating juices to flowing more copiously, bathing the area generously in preparation for their second invasion.
"Now!" Ricky said and rammed into her with all his force. Vic was only a second behind him, and Stacy squealed in fright as the twin battering rams crashed into her tender trap and plowed to the furrow.
"Again! Fuck her hard! Fuck the hell out of her!" Ricky ordered hoarsely, suiting actions to words. "Fuck her until she screams for mercy!"
"Yeah, you dirty bitch, we'll fuck you till your cunt splits wide open." Vic was getting into the mood of the thing, following Ricky's lead as always.
Stacy was sobbing and clinging to the dark-haired boy while the twin shafts battered at her. She could barely move between the two bodies because of the pinnacles of man flesh stabbing in and out of her, but it really wasn't necessary because the fantastic way they were stretching her was sending incredible waves of sensation breaking endlessly through her body.
"How do you like all that cock, baby?" Ricky asked. "You think you got enough this time?"
Stacy mumbled incoherently, totally aroused now and not caring whether they killed or maimed her with their excessive poundings. There was no need to try to squeeze the mass of male meat in her depths, no need to flex the vaginal muscles around the fiery demon that reamed her. It was enough to be so completely filled and to bounce back and forth between the two youthful bodies as they surged in and out from different directions.
But it wasn't enough for Ricky. "Move your ass, sister!" he commanded. "Shake it and twist it and rock it! I want to feel that hot pussy rubbing from all sides while I fuck!"
There was no use protesting, so Stacy did her best to comply, trying to roll her hips and jiggle up and down in the limited space available.
The extra activity and added sensation spun her quickly upward in a spiral of all-consuming passion and she lost track of her surroundings and all control over her body. In a few minutes she was moving so wildly-waving her arms and kicking her feet and bucking forward and back-that the two boys were having trouble hanging onto her and pumping into her at the same time.
She screamed and her cunt spasmed so strongly about the combined cocks that the pair winced and yelped at almost the same instant. She ground her cunt on them like a mad woman and the whirling wantonness brought them to a sudden simultaneous climax that almost matched her own.
She screamed again as the explosion of male jism burst in her throbbing cunt and a second orgasm shook her, wracking her with such force that she convulsed and then collapsed like a rag doll hanging between them.
"Jesus, I think we killed her!" Vic said, lifting her limp head and staring at her blank eyes. "I never knew you could fuck a woman to death."
"She's not dead, you jerk!" Ricky said. "She just fainted. She'll be ready for another go round as soon as she comes to."
They withdrew from her cautiously and laid her on her back.
"Hey, you wanna fuck her again while she's out?" Ricky asked, spreading the woman's white thighs and showing his friend the swollen red cunt still dripping semen.
"Naw, not right now," Vic said, yawning. "I'm getting a little tired. You go ahead if you want."
"I got a better idea. Why don't we get her to blow us both at once?"
"I don't think we'd both fit in her mouth," Vic said doubtfully. "It won't stretch as much as her cunt did."
"She'll figure out a way if I tell her to," Ricky said.
I'll go get some water and wake her up."
He went into the bathroom and came back with a glass-full of water and threw it into Stacy's face. "Wake up, Stacy, old girl! I just thought of something else I want you to do!"
Stacy opened her eyes and blinked at the two naked youths standing over her. "What...what is it? What do you want?"
"We want our cocks sucked," Vic said.
That's right," Ricky said. "We want you to make us come again."
"No. I'm tired," Stacy said wearily. "I ache all over from that last pounding I took."
. That's why we're gonna let you off easy this time," Ricky said. "You can use your mouth and save your cunt. That shows how much we care about you."
"Yeah, we ain't no male chauvinist pigs," Vic said.
"And think of the thrill you'll get," Ricky said. "I bet you never sucked off two guys at once before."
Stacy closed her eyes against the sight of the two long thick shafts swaying over her face. The musky odor of sweat and drying semen made her nose twitch and made something stir inside her again-that something that overtook her and reduced her to a quivering, helpless slave who obeyed her sexual master and complied with his every outrageous demand.
"Let her feel how groovy they are," Ricky said. "Well rub them all over her face, Vic, and let her feel how hot and hard they are, let her know how good they'll be in her mouth."
"No, please, I'm so tired...so..." The rest of what she was saying was muffled against the side of Ricky's cock as it passed along her lips. Vic's sticky, odorous member bumped up and down her cheek, and she knew her protests were worse than useless.
"Open that pretty little mouth, Stacy," Ricky said. "I can see your throat working already. You know you want to do it and so do we."
'Yeah, her mouth is watering for cock," Vic joined in. "She can't stand being without it stuck into her somewhere for very long."
'Yeah, she's one cock-hungry bitch," Ricky said.
They were both poking at her mouth with the burning slippery knobs of their renewed erections, and a flash of alarm made her think of a solution.
"Wait," she said, turning her head aside, "you'll choke me if I take both of you at once. Let me do it my way."
"I told you she'd figure out a way," Ricky said, laughing. "This chick has a great imagination when it comes to cock-sucking."
Her mind reeling from a surfeit of sex, but unable to resist Ricky's hold on her, Stacy sat up on the couch and curled a hand around each distended organ. "Stand beside each other facing me but turn toward each other a little so your cocks are almost touching. Now I can work on you alternately and bring you both off at the same time."
"Groovy," Ricky said.
"Right on," Vic echoed.
She ran her tongue across the tips of both reddened stalks, licking at the sticky residue of their own and her come. The gamy flavor fed the flame that ignited the dark thing inside her and reason and dantiness fled. Greedily she licked up and down the hot flesh, from the shiny naked heads to the thick roots rising out of the hairy loins. Her fingers lifted the tightly drawn up testicles and rolled them against her palm. In turn, she held the towering poles out of the way and sucked at the heavy balls.
"Didn't I tell you she was wild?" Ricky said as she returned to the crown of his cock and took it into her mouth, spinning her tongue around it and bathing it in saliva. "Wow, man, that feels good!"
"Do it to me too!" Vic demanded.
Stacy released Ricky and sucked in Vic's waiting ramrod.
"Yeah, that's groovy," the Italian boy said and leaned forward to push the long joint deep into her throat. She sucked on it hard until he groaned with pained pleasure and withdrew it to make way for his blond leader. "Jesus," he marveled as he watched Ricky's shaft disappear from view, "she ain't afraid of nothin"! "
"When a chick is as hot as this one, she don't care how she gets it as long as it's man meat," Ricky said, letting Vic take another turn.
One cock replaced the other until Stacy lost track of who she was sucking when. She was in a fever of lust again and even tried to take them both between her lips at the same time but was unable to get them past the barrier of her teeth.
"If we knocked her teeth out, I'll bet they'd both go in," Ricky suggested sweetly.
"No, don't do that," Vic said, watching Stacy's tongue circle both cocks with a ring of wet fire. "She's gonna get me off this way."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I can feel it coming too," Ricky said. "Some hot bitch we got, huh?"
Stacy's breath was coming in gasps as she switched from pole to pole, sucking them down into her throat and pumping at them with her lava hot mouth. Her tongue raced up and down the tall towers, licked at the heads and then at the balls, drew them between her lips and fucked whichever one was free with her hand. When the inevitable climax resulted in two spouting fountains, she aimed both at her mouth and drank in the hot floods until first one and then the other ran dry.
CHAPTER ll
By the end of the next week, Stacy was walking around like a zombie. She got through her appointments and worked on her cases like an automaton. Her usual verve and vivacity had vanished, and in their place was a rather forced politeness toward her clients and a growing irritability and rudeness toward her secretary and son. She knew they were concerned about her, but she just couldn't bear their questions and anxious glances. Her problems at Stepping Stone House were her own and she had to work them out by herself. How, she didn't know.
The situation was getting worse instead of better. She tried to stay away but discovered she couldn't. And it wasn't only Ricky's threats of exposure that drove her back night after night. Some part of her responded to, even welcomed, the humiliating and degrading things he cajoled or coerced her into doing. She knew she was On a collision course with disaster but she couldn't stop. Drugged on sex and addicted to hard young male bodies, she found herself unable to refuse anything that was offered in the way of degraded pleasure. The escapade with Luke Fields proved that. Luke was no fool and he had apparently known what was going on between Stacy and Ricky Benson almost from the start. He had seen Ricky pull open the ties on the blonde's bikini that first night in the pool and guessed what was behind the sudden evacuation of the pool room by Ricky and his shadow, Vic.
Luke's suspicions of what was going on were confirmed when he tried the door to Stacy's office on several occasions and found it locked when he knew Ricky and/or Vic were in there with the lady Director. Figuring what worked for one dude ought to work for another, he had coaxed Stacy into going skinny-dipping with him while the Sunday movie was being shown upstairs.
Stacy had known what he was up to right from the beginning and it was an indication of how far along the path to total indulgence in carnality she had come that she made no effort at all to avoid the confrontation.
like a porpoise in the water, Luke had frolicked around her and reacted to her shamelessly seductive glances by constant body contact until she was so excited that she became the aggressor. It wasn't even token rape as it had been the first time with Ricky. She had boldly asked the dusky-skinned youth to fuck her and he had done a thorough job of it.
But when she had climbed out of the pool and watched him leave first, she had wondered all over again what was happening to her and why she was changing in such a strange way. Why had the rather straitlaced idealist turned into a wanton temptress? Why had she become a menace to every youth under her supervision?
She pulled on her robe and walked slowly back to her office. For the last few weeks she had been engaged in the most extensive sexual activity of her fife and still there was this gnawing ache for more. She didn't understand it and it frightened her, but when she thought of resigning from the project and leaving Stepping Stone House in order to avoid temptation, she couldn't bring herself to even consider it
Ricky was waiting for her in the inner office, and she knew the minute she saw the look on his face that he knew where she'd been and what she'd been doing.
"So our high class lady thought she'd try a little dark meat," he sneered. "But who gave her permission to have fun without Ricky there to share it?"
"You're not my master," Stacy said defiantly. "I don't have to ask you what I can or can't do."
"And you wanted to fuck that spade real bad, didn't you? I saw the look on your face when he was fucking you. Oh yes, I got spy holes everywhere in this house now; I can see what's going on anywhere I want. You're not in charge here any more and neither are the old man and his wife. I am!"
"You just think you are," Stacy shot back. "And you're certainly not in charge of mel What I do is none of your business!"
"Oh, yes, it is. It's plenty of my business because you're my property, whether you like it or not. Your cunt is my property and who you fuck is my business. When you fuck somebody else for free, you're cheating me, and I don't like cheats!"
"Cheats? What do you think you are, Ricky Benson? You're the biggest cheat of all! Roger was right when he warned me about you!"
The blond youth grinned. "Getting a little testy, aren't we, baby? That precious Roger of yours is an establishment fink so what's he know about anything? And don't change the subject, which is that you don't like me asserting my rights."
"What about my rights? My rights to my own body?"
"Cock-hungry bitches like you don't have any rights," he said. "Their bodies and cunts belong to the smart dude who finds out about them and turns them on first"
"Now you listen to me! I'm not going to-"
"No, you shut up, bitch! I got a whole schedule of things for you to do. I was trying to break you in gradually, but since you branched out for yourself, we'll just speed things up. Besides, I need the money. There'll be no more free fucks, you hear? Most of those guys upstairs have ways of getting money and from now on you're up for sale. Sonny Tucker wants a crack at you and you oughta dig him-he's bigger and blacker than old Luke. And by the way, I'll collect from him for what he's already had, especially that doggie-style bit on the side of the pool. Extras cost more. Then there's Candy Cane and Lard Hawkins and-"
"No, no, no!" Stacy moaned, sinking into a chair. "You can't do that to me!"
"I can and I will, but first there's another little job I want done. The housekeep and her old man went away for the weekend so we can use their room for your party. The O'Leary twins are up there right now waiting for you."
Stacy's mind was reeling. "The twins? They're just sweet little boys. Why would you want to-"
"Terry and Jerry are loaded. Their parents send them money and they steal just for the fun of it. That's how they landed in Little Q. But their problem is that in. spite of all their smart talk about fucking and the way they sneak feels, they're still virgins. Imagine not having had your balls busted at thirteen! Anyway, they paid me a nice fee in advance for your services, so get your ass up there and bust a couple of cherries! You're just the gal for the job!"
A half hour later Stacy and Ricky were going down the hallway toward the room where the housekeeper and her husband usually slept. From the grin on Ricky's face she knew he was enjoying the prospect of her debauching the two younger boys almost as much as if he were going to have her himself.
"You're really gonna dig this, chicken," he was saying as he hurried her along. "Think of the charge you'll get taking their young innocence away from them and drowning them in that lustful cunt of yours."
"I'm not going to do it, Ricky," Stacy said, trying to pull away from the fingers digging into her arm. "You can't make me."
He stopped and shoved his face close to hers. "What's with you? Don't give me this reluctant stuff! You haven't been reluctant up to now. Oh sure, you protested a little, but chicks always think they have to protest a little. Hell, even whores do it sometimes before they turn a three dollar trick. But you know you love sex any way you can get it so why the put-on?"
'It's not a put-on! You said yourself they were inno-' cent children! What I do with you is one thing, but I can't possibly corrupt those little boys. Please, Ricky, you've got to understand!"
"Well, now," he said, grinning at her wickedly. "Me and Vic are just innocent children too, but that didn't stop you from corrupting us."
"I don't think you were ever innocent," Stacy said bitterly. "You must have been born with a lustful look on your face and a hard-on."
He roared with laughter, obviously pleased with the picture she painted of him. "Right on, sister, right on! Old Horny Rick, that's me! Every little girl's friend. Just like you, baby. My cock won't quit and your cunt won't either. We were made for. each other! Now get your ass in there and do your thing with those twins!"
He pushed open the door, shoved her inside, and closed and locked it behind her.
Stacy found herself in a lamp-lit bedroom with two red-headed, freckle-faced boys perched on the side of a king-sized bed looking expectant but a little uneasy.
"Gee, Mrs. Norris, you really came," Jerry said.
"Ricky said you would if we gave him money but we were afraid you wouldn't," Terry said.
"We thought it was just a trick to get our money," they both said together. "We've been hearing some of the things that are going on around here but we didn't really think you'd put out for money."
Stacy stared at them. She opened her mouth intending to tell them that the deal was off, that Ricky had cheated them and she couldn't possibly have anything to do with them sexually, but she hesitated and just kept staring instead.
The boys were dressed in identical shorts and T-shirts, their young faces scrubbed and eager and the sprinkling of freckles making them look even younger than they were. They were children. It didn't seem possible that they were sophisticated enough to try to buy her to do all the other things Ricky said they did.
"Are you really going to fuck us, Mrs. Norris?" Jerry asked. "Ricky says you'll teach us how, that it will be the best thing that ever happened to us...you know, having a mature woman who knows all about sex break us in."
"Are you gonna take all your clothes off?" Terry asked. "Are we gonna get to see you naked?"
"Gee, that would really be wonderful, Mrs. Norris!" Jerry said. "You've got such a beautiful figure even with clothes on and in a bikini you're really terrific so we're just dying to see you naked."
"Yeah, we sneaked a look at your pussy in the pool one day," Terry said, "but we couldn't see much with the water swirling around and all, and that's the closest we've come to seeing a real grown-up lady naked. 'Course we look at pictures in nudie magazines and stuff, but it ain't real, you know."
"Sissy Lewis showed us her pussy one day," Jerry said, "but it wasn't much. She was only ten and didn't even have any hair on it."
"Do you have hair on your pussy, Mrs. Norris?" Terry asked.
"Is it blonde hair?" they both asked in unison.
"Yes...yes, I have hair on my pussy," Stacy heard herself saying. "And yes, it's blonde. Would you like to see for yourselves?"
"Yes, yes, we want to see all of you!" they said enthusiastically.
Stacy sighed and started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Hey, look at the way those boobs fill out the bra!" Jerry said when she slipped out of the blouse and hung it over the back of a chair.
"Yeah, they're so big and creamy," Terry said, licking his lips. "I wonder what it would be like to suck on titties like that"
"Can we suck on your titties, Mrs. Norris?" Jerry asked eagerly.
"Yes, you can do anything you want to," Stacy said in a voice so husky she hardly recognized it. She unzipped her skirt and dropped it, then reached for the hook of her bra and let the loosened garment slide down her arms and off.
"Wow! Look at that, Terry!"
"I'm looking, I'm looking," his twin said. "They stand straight out and they're bigger than the ones on the centerfolds. Man, I'm gettin' a hard-on right now!"
"Me too! Just lookin' at her is getting me ah heated up!" Both boys were straining forward their hazel eyes filled with unboyish lust. Slowly Stacy moved toward the bed, starting to ease her panties down off her hips.
"Look at those titties bounce! And those nipples look like cherries on top of scoops of ice cream."
Stacy was standing right in front of them now as she pushed the provocative nylon panties down past the plump mound of her womanhood and revealed the golden lushness of her pubic hair with the pouty lips of her cunt showing through it.
"Look at that!" Terry said, pointing a finger. "Is that your cunt, Mrs. Norris?"
"Yes, Terry, that's my cunt," Stacy said matter-of-factly. "Do you think it's pretty?"
"I think it's beautiful, Mrs. Norris," the boy said, his voice squeaking off into a higher range in his excitement. He thrust his head toward beside his brother's, and Stacy could feel their hot breaths stirring the silken fuzz and gusting across the slightly open labia. Their eyes were so avid they felt like hot little fingers on her love flesh.
'Is that where we put our dongs?" Terry asked.
"Yes," Stacy said, but she had the distinct feeling that this super innocent bit was being slightly overdone and her feeling of leading them astray was fading by the moment. They might technically be virgins, but they weren't as inexperienced as they pretended. She sat down on the bed between them, deciding to play along with them.
"Oh, golly, Mrs. Norris, you feel so soft and you smell so good! Oh, I'm so excited I don't know what to do!" Terry said.
"Neither do I," said his twin. "What happens next? How do we do it? I've seen pictures in books but somehow everything looks different now."
"Well, first, why don't we try this," Stacy said, beginning to enjoy the game. She stretched out on the bed and pulled one boy down on either side of her, then turned toward Jerry, cupped his face in her hands and pressed her lips to his. His mouth was eager and when she opened her lips and teased him with her tongue, he responded with unbridled lust.
"Hey, how about me," his brother protested. "Don't I get kissed too?"
"Of course you do," Stacy said, turning to him. "You both get to do everything you want to do."
"Anything? Anything at all?"
"Yes, and what you can't think of, I will." Stacy heard her voice saying these crazy things to two boys who were little more than children.
"Can we kiss your breasts now?" Jerry asked.
"And suck your titties?" Terry added.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Stacy said, putting a hand at the back of each red head and drawing them down to her. "You suck on this one, Jerry, and you suck on the other one, Terry. Isn't it nice there's just enough to go around?"
Jerry's mouth was like a suction cup while his brother's was. more timid and tender.
Stacy wriggled into a more comfortable position on the bed and watched the pair of red heads and flushed faces pressed against the full round globes of her breasts. "Ummmm, that feels good. Now each of you give me a hand and I'll show you something even better."
The youngster's hands were hot and damp with excitement as she took them and guided them to her thighs. "Now, run your fingers up and down the inside of my legs. Feel how soft and smooth they are? Think how it's going to feel when you get between them and put your little dongs in my cunt."
The brothers groaned and the sucking mouths sucked harder and stabbed at her nipples with pointed tongues.
"Do you like those titties, boys? Do they taste good?"
"Ummmmm, yuuuum," Jerry mumbled.
"Slurp, slurp," Terry's sound was even more muffled.
"Unzip your shorts, boys, and pull your pants down," she directed. "No, don't quit sucking to do it, you can manage with one hand."
The avid lips pulled and jerked a little at the swollen nipples as they squirmed and twisted to do as she said, and flashes of electricity kited along her nervous system at the slight twinges of pain.
Finally they succeeded and mumbled and murmured as though pleased with themselves at having accomplished such a feat without relinquishing a nipple or stopping their excited stroking of her thighs.
"That's my sweet babies. Now the shorts. Stacy wants to play with your darling little cocks...wants to see how they're going to fill her."
Why was she saying these awful things? What had happened to her since she came to this crazy place?
The boys had managed to wriggle out of their jockey shorts so now she could look down and see their round white bottoms, slim boyish legs and flat bellies as they lay on their sides next to her. She slid her fingers down their bodies caressingly, enjoying the feel of the hairless young thighs and the warmth of their flesh, but saving the biggest thrill for last.
The boys' hands were roaming freely over her voluptuous body now. Jerry had slipped a hand under the small of her back and was exploring up and down her buttocks, while his brother tickled lightly along her spine.
"Such sweet boys, such sweet little lovers," she murmured, pulling them closer until each young body was half on top of her, thighs and bellies pressed against her hip and lower abdomen. And all the while their lips and tongues worked tirelessly at her throbbing nipples.
"You naughty boys are getting me hot," she whispered, fingers trailing downward until she reached the sparse pubic hair at the base of their bellies. She sucked in her breath as first one hand and then the other encountered a hard young cock. Compared to Ricky and Vic and Luke, they weren't very big, but they were every bit as hard. There was no doubt that they were ready to proceed with the most important rite of puberty-having their balls busted, as Ricky had so elegantly phrased it.
Stacy was just as ready as they were. In fact, she was finding it difficult to contain herself, but she tried to assert some control so as not to spoil things for them. So for the moment, she contented herself with fingering and stroking the rampant young cocks, being careful not to go too far and bring them off prematurely. She wanted both of them to come inside her. She wanted to feel their first exuberant emissions spill into the deep well designed to receive it, wanted the extra thrill for herself as well as them. . "
"You can touch my cunt now, boys," she whispered." Feel the split down the middle? Pull the lips open and run your fingers down the gully inside. Feel how wet and slippery they are? You did that to me. By sucking my tits and caressing me with your hands and letting me feel the marvelous hardness of your cocks, you got me that hot"
Jerry whimpered happily and Terry sounded as though he were about to choke with lustful excitement as their stubby fingers began to explore her well-lubricated crevice. One of them brushed across the button of her clitoris and went back to investigate it further when she jumped and moaned.
"That's my clitoris, boys. Whoever found it show the other where it is. That's a super-sensitive part of a woman and helps to make her come, so when you fuck me or any other woman, you must never forget to stimulate it. You also have to remember that when you learn to lick a cunt."
Had she really said that? What kind of a woman would teach a young boy to do a thing like that? She had spent a lifetime becoming a respected professional and now suddenly she was changing into some sort of sexual vampire feeding off the lust of young boys.
But thoughts like that in the back of her head didn't interfere with her present actions. She was too aroused now to turn back.
"Okay, now each of you slide a finger down the length of the gully and right on into the cunt proper. Feel how tight and wet it is? Isn't that hot nest going to feel groovy when you get your cocks in it?"
The twins gasped and their pricks jumped inside the loose tubes she had made of her hands. Their fingers sank deeper and it was her turn to gasp.
"Think how much better it's going to be when you get into that warm wet tunnel. I'll tighten my vaginal muscles on you like this and squeeze you tight while you fuck me with these cute little spears of lust."
Terry and Jerry were breathing hard and trembling with eagerness. Her words were exciting them as much as the feel of her secret flesh and her fondling fingers.
"I think we'd better begin," Stacy husked. "Which one of you is the older?"
"I am," Terry said. "I was born two minutes before Jerry."
"All right, then you go first. Get up on top of me and I'll guide you in."
"Aw, gee, he always gets the best of everything," Jerry complained.
"I'll be even better the second time around," Stacy consoled him.
"But if you come with him you won't be able to with me, and I want to make you come. The big guys say if you don't make a girl come, you're no good."
"Baby, you have no idea how many times Stacy can come in an evening," she whispered as Terry mounted her and flattened his slim body out along her firm but yielding one.
Her hand slipped down between them, found the rigid prick and guided it between the labia and into the entrance of her molten cavity.
"Shove it in, Terry! Thrust hard! Make me feel it all the way down!" she instructed.
Terry grunted and began to plunge in and out with a will. At first she couldn't feel much. After the thick cocks she was used to, it was no wonder, but she kept tightening her muscles and squeezing as hard as she could.
"Fuck me, Terry! Fuck me hard, sweetie! We've only got a minute or so. You won't last long this first time so make it hot and good."
The youngster's breath was hot and damp against her face, his body pressing down on her with desperate eagerness. His thrusts were inexperienced and not at all rhythmic, but they were hard and the unbridled tempestuousness of his assault fanned the flame of her libido and started the familiar climb to volcanic eruption. She would have no trouble keeping pace with the hair-triggered boy.
Stacy arched her back and lifted her bottom up off the bed, rearing back at the boy and forcing his cock deeper into the quagmire of her cunt. "Harder, fuck me harder, Terry! I'm almost there, love! Oh God, Terry, I'm coming! You're making me come on your first try! Isn't that wonderful? Can't you feel the extra juice oozing around you?"
Terry yelled triumphantly and slammed into her once more as his dong jerked wildly and spewed his initial sperm load into a woman's cunt. He stiffened briefly and then flopped weakly against her until the spasming stopped.
"Good boy!" Stacy said, stroking his naked back while her cunt gradually relaxed its hold on his softening cock after the last hot drops had been sucked out. "That was just fine."
"My turn! My turn!" Jerry said,' pushing at his brother, trying to shove him off Stacy so he could take his place.
"Just a second," Terry said, clinging like a leech. "I want to feel her sucking at me some more."
"No, get off! It's not fair! You had your turn so let me have mine! Stacy, make him get off! You said-"
"That's right, Terry," Stacy said dreamily. "Get off, ifs Jerry's turn."
"No, I want to stay right here and fuck you all night!"
"I'll bet you could too," she said, gently disengaging his clutching hands and rolling him onto his back beside her. "But we got lots of time, so don't be so greedy."
Jerry scrambled eagerly up on top of her and shoved his shaft blindly against her, missing the vagina completely and hitting against the bony ridge at the uppermost edge.
"Damn! I can't find the hole! Help me, Stacy, help me or I'm gonna come right up in the air."
"Hold on, Jerry, you can do it," his brother said, getting to his hands and knees and watching his twin's futile attempts to spear the woman.
"Let me show you how," Stacy said, taking the frustrated young shaft in her hand and inserting it into the swampy pit of love.
"Oh, man, that's as slick and wet as a water slide! I can feel myself sinking down and down and down!"
"Bet you can't touch bottom," Terry said. "I did though, didn't I, Stacy?"
"Sure you did," Stacy hed. "You're a big strong boy...both of you are."
She started to roll her buttocks and grind her pelvis against the boy, servicing him with an expertise that soon had Jerry moaning with ecstatic pleasure. "Oh, groovy...groovy...I can feel her squeezing me. How can you do that, Stacy? Hey, not so hard or you'll snap it right off!"
Terry giggled and Stacy had to laugh too in spite of her mounting passion.
"Not with my cunt I won't," she said. "It's too soft" She heaved upward, holding the boy steady with her hands on his back while she rolled her buttocks and ground her cunt around and around his shaft. Then she settled down on the bed again, wrapped her long legs around him and went wild. Twisting and turning, she bounced and shook with the youngster locked tightly to her. Her heels beating a tattoo on his lean rump, she fucked him thoroughly with practically no assistance from him.
Jerry couldn't do a thing but hang on while the avid cunt ate up his cock like a hungry dog gobbling a choice piece of meat. "Hey, don't," he protested in a panicky squeak. "That's too much! You're going to hurt me! You're going to push me out!"
"Never!" she whispered fiercely. "You're trapped here for the rest of your life!"
She rolled and rocked on the firm mattress, almost taking them over the edge at least once. Only the tight grip of her thighs kept jerry from being thrown clear of her.
Jerry felt the velvet vise squeezing and sucking, and in spite of his fear and alarm he couldn't stop what was happening to his cock. Suddenly he let out a surprised yelp and came as violently as his brother had just a few minutes before. This second dousing of her innermost recesses with the fiery juices of youth pushed Stacy over the last lascivious edge and sent her into a climax that she thought would never stop.
But as soon as it was spent, she was ready for more. Completely aroused and far from satiated, she arranged the stunned boys for another go round. She dragged Jerry upward until he was over her face, tugged Terry between her thighs, and prepared to continue their education.
"Mrs. Norris, what are you doing?" Jerry asked tremulously as she grasped his buttocks and searched for his sagging cock with her mouth.
Terry had gotten the idea immediately and found his own way back into her cunt. He laughed at his brother's question and began fucking into Stacy with a steadier, strong tempo than he had used before.
"I'm going to suck your cock, baby, while your brother fucks me...that way we can all have fun at once."
Terry's virile young penis was buried to the balls in her and his enthusiastic thrusting was stoking up her inner fires. Her tongue licked at the musky wetness of the other twin's member and felt the quick teenage response. She lathered the renewed erection with passionate care and drew it deep into her mouth.
Terry's prick was sinking thrillingly deep, and she raised her knees to cradle him in the bow of her open thighs while she made a gourmet feast of Jerry's rejuvenated manhood. The hard, unspoiled flesh was a delight to her mouth. She sucked and licked lovingly, rolling the column of fresh young man meat with her tongue and bringing sobs of pleasure from the boy who sat on her face with his knees pressed against her cheeks.
Terry's thrusts were growing more frantic, and knowing that he was rapidly approaching his second orgasm, she quickened her sucking on his brother. She wanted them both to come at the same time, wanted the thrill of having two hot streams of semen gushing into her at once, wanted to drink of their boyish juices with her mouth and cunt at the same instant.
"Oh wow, wow! I'm going to...oh man, it's gonna fall right off! Stop, please stop, Mrs. Norris!" Jerry jabbered as the pleasure she was creating became almost unbearable. "I can't stand it! Please, stop!"
Stacy felt Terry's cock rubbing her clit as he beat at her like a trip-hammer and she was aware of the first shuddering spasm of his imminent climax. She sucked harder on Jerry's tender rod, making her mouth a vacuum cleaner of lust. She heard Jerry's shriek of passion mixed with pain, but she ignored it and kept on sucking. It didn't matter anymore what he wanted or didn't want, whether she hurt him or thrilled him. He was hers to feast on until the elixir of his youth jetted into her and satisfied her terrible carnal thirst.
The other twin shouted in glee and his cock spurted like a fire hose, flooding Stacy's aching vault, and at almost the same second Jerry's prick leaped in her mouth and gave up its creamy spicy contents.
Stacy screamed with joy and came herself in a wild shattering orgasm that made her thrash about so violently that both boys had to hold her down with all their strength to finish coming in her.
Somehow a sound broke through the fog of lust that enveloped Stacy, something that sounded like a door opening, and then a shocked gasp from first a woman and then a man.
"Stacy! Oh my God, Stacy!" the male voice sounded agonized.
The woman's voice was clipped and brittle. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Stacy Norris?"
Fighting to see through the haze that surrounded her, Stacy stared at the open door of the bedroom. Standing there looking at her and the two startled twins were Hester Bard and her son Roger.
"Get away from her, you little beasts!" Hester screeched in rage, advancing on the O'Leary twins like an avenging fury. "Get your grubby hands off her and your filthy bodies out of my sight!" She grabbed Jerry by the heels and flipped him off Stacy's face, gave the other twin a resounding slap on his bare bottom and toppled him on top of his brother.
Terry and Jerry scrambled out of reach of the enraged woman and hid behind the bed.
Roger walked closer to the bed, staring at his mother's nakedness with tortured eyes. "We were worried about you and came to see what was the matter."
"So now you know what I really am," Stacy said, making no move to cover herself or to explain what had brought her to such a condition.
"Get up off that bed and get your clothes on!" Hester ordered furiously. "I can't believe you'd do a thing, like this! I've never seen anything so revolting in my life!"
"What happened, Mother?" Roger asked, his voice agonized as he stared at her white body which he had seen being violated by both young boys at once. Their semen still gleamed in syrupy rivulets on her lovely thighs and dripped from the corners of her mouth.
"What happened?" she repeated dully. "Just what you saw. Ever since I've been here something has snapped inside me. There are so many of them...so many young virile bodies and they're all so eager and randy...I just couldn't resist them and they've been using me...or maybe I've been using them...I don't know any more...and I don't know why either."
"But Stacy, I don't understand," Roger said. "You've always been so cool and reserved. How could anyone break through that protective wall you built around your emotions and yourself?"
"People change, Rog," she said, making a little helpless gesture with one hand. "I'm sorry you had to find me this way but I couldn't help it."
"Shut up and get your clothes on!" Hester said, gathering up the blouse and skirt and throwing them at her employer. "When I think of all the love and devotion I wasted on you, it makes me sick! The woman I thought was the most beautiful thing in the world...the woman I worshipped...whose lips I longed to kiss and whose body I yearned to possess...and now to find you like this, wallowing in lust with those two little beasts! I could kill you!"
"I'm sorry, Hester. I guess this was something of a shock to you too," Stacy said, "but you know I've never really been turned on by your type of love. I felt sorry for you and...well, I guess I shouldn't have encouraged you in any way."
Roger stared from his mother to the English girl. Was Stacy saying that she had let Hester make love to her?
"Okay, what the hell's going on here?" Ricky demanded from the doorway with Vic at his elbow. "What are you people doing here? Mrs. Norris is in charge of Stepping Stone House but the rest of you have no right being here."
Hester picked up a heavy cut-glass water bottle from the nightstand and advanced on the blond youth. "I don't know who you are, mister, but you'd better get out of our way or I'll crack your skull open and we'll walk out over your dead body."
Ricky blinked and backed up so quickly that he almost stumbled over Vic. Force he could understand and have respect for. "Aw well; easy come, easy go," he said with an insolent glance at Stacy. "Thanks for the ride, baby, and if you get tired or bored with Squaresville, you know where to find me."
Roger helped his mother into her clothes, put his arm around her protectively and walked her out past the sneering, snickering hoodlums with Hester bringing up the rear.