Chapter 11
Linda decided she would visit an old girl friend of hers. She hadn't heard from Debbie in a long time. She called her up the following day and Debbie was eager to see her. When she went to Debbie's apartment she recognized that she had obviously done very well for herself.
"You must have made a bundle to be living here," Linda commented.
"I have done quite well, dear," she admitted, "but I have to attribute it to man's weakness rather than my strength."
Debbie suddenly suggested that they both have a drink. Linda was afraid of what Debbie would say next.
"Tell me," Linda demanded, "how are you making money?"
"I offer a unique service," she smiled.
"What do you mean unique?" Linda demanded. "Are you selling yourself?"
"Isn't everybody?" Debbie said defensively.
"What do you mean?" Linda asked curiously, not quite comprehending what she meant.
"Well take those ads," she said. "They aren't selling cars, they're selling sex. They take a pretty girl and have her drape her body across the car with as much cleavage as she can possibly show. Then the airplane companies work the same thing. They say, 'Fly Me.' They show a gorgeous girl. Of course, if they showed an older woman who looked like a witch nobody would want to fly on her broomstick."
"You are simply making excuses for yourself," Linda said. "I didn't know you were a hustler."
"That isn't a nice name," Debbie smiled. "Why don't you say pleasure girl."
"Pleasure girl," Linda chuckled. "I know what you're doing. But I've got news for you. In a way I don't blame you."
For the first time Debbie relaxed.
"Oh, I'm so happy to hear you say that, Linda," she said, "I have felt guilty as hell about the life I've been leading. But maybe if we could possibly get together and do things I know our lives would be different."
"You want me to join you in your occupation?" Linda asked. "I'm a qualified nurse."
"How much money do you make a week?" she asked her.
"A hundred and fifty dollars," Linda replied. "I'm doing quite well."
"How would you like to make five hundred a week?" her girl friend smiled.
"Five hundred bucks a week," Linda gasped. "How?"
"By throwing all of those silly puritanical inhibitions out the door," she said, "and letting pleasure enter."
"You have a way of putting it nicely," Linda said. "Apparently you brainwashed yourself into believing you're not doing anything wrong."
"Am I doing anything wrong?" Debbie asked.
"Don't give me that innocent look," Linda said. "You know very well that neither of us were brought up to sell our bodies."
"Baby, there's so much ugliness in this world," Debbie argued, "that when we can offer beauty and spread it around I think that's a service to mankind."
"Do you want them to build statues to you?" Linda smiled. "Tell me, what do they expect of you?"
"I've discovered that every man has his own hang-up," Debbie explained. "One will want to have you go down on him. Another will want you to suck on his balls. Take Jerry. He's a man who digs having his balls sucked."
"That's interesting," Linda said. "Tell me more."
"Yes," Debbie said quickly, "there's plenty I can tell you. These men want the unusual and they will never settle for anything that isn't totally different. One man thinks I have a cute ass and he's forever wanting to lick and suck and fuck it."
"Hmmmm," Linda said, "and none of this bothers your conscience?"
"Why should it?" Debbie said. "If my ass-hole can make him happy why not let him screw it?"
"But what about your mouth? Doesn't it make you feel guilty to suck on all of those pricks?"
"Not at a hundred dollars a cock," Debbie laughed.
"You can make that much on one guy?" Linda asked, becoming suddenly more interested.
"Certainly," she said, "I have a very high-class clientele. I have an answering service and I take my pick."
"Wow!" Linda said, "maybe I should take a leave of absence from nursing and go in business with you."
"Not a bad idea," Debbie said, "you could better your standard of living."
"But I'd have to change my lifestyle," Linda said.
"Honey," she said, "it isn't difficult to move up from a Pinto to a Mercedes, if you know what I mean."
"You've got a good point," Linda chuckled.
"Tonight," Debbie smiled, "I am meeting one of the wealthiest men in town. It would be great if you wanted to join me. He's always telling me to find another girl so we could have a three-some. He is a riot. He loves to eat pussy while he's getting his cock sucked off. I do it sixty-nine style with him, but he says he would enjoy having a couple of women doing him at the same time."
"It sounds exciting," Linda admitted. "Maybe I could call my head nurse and claim I was ill or something."
"Why don't you do it right now?" Debbie said, "and I will show you a few things about sex technique."
"All right," Linda agreed, as the greed for making money got to her.
She dialed the hospital and left a message for her head nurse, Marjorie Peterson.
"Tell her I'm ill," she said, "and I've gone over to my mother's place so she won't be able to reach me."
After she hung up Debbie laughed.
"So I'm your mother now," Debbie chuckled. "A pretty sensational mom."
"You know it," Linda said.
She followed Debbie into the bedroom and got the shock of her life. For Debbie apparently was in business.
"What on earth is that?" Linda demanded.
"Haven't you ever seen one of these things?" Debbie said in disbelief.
Linda reached out to grip the huge plastic penis.
"I'm afraid I haven't," she admitted.
"That's a shame," she told her. "This can bring two women more pleasure than you would ever believe. Let me slip it on and give you a fuck."
"Oh, no," Linda stammered, "I'm not a lesbian."
"Neither am I, honey," she said. "I'm screwing with men all the time. But there are other thrills to be found by using the dildo. You can sort of pick up the vibes that a man has when he's slamming it to you. Why don't you let me try it?"
Before she could say no, Debbie was slipping out of her clothes. Strangely, letting her eyes glance at Debbie's body as she undressed, she felt weird vibrations through her body. She found Debbie quite attractive.
"Help me get this bra off, baby," Debbie suggested eagerly. "It won't take long."
Going over to her she helped her remove her bra. Then she glanced down at her panties.
"Oh, those panties of yours," she said, "they're too much. That open crotch."
"It is lovely, isn't it?" Debbie smiled, patting her pussy.
Pulling off her panties she then proceeded to strap on the dildo.
"That's a riot," Linda said, "you can fuck me. That will work."
"It will if you'll take off your clothes, baby," Debbie said, snapping her fingers as she walked over to the bed and wiggled her ass.
"You do have a cute ass," Linda grinned.
"Do you want to fuck it or suck it?" Debbie said, turning around.
"You picked up some vocabulary, baby," Linda said. "The kids at school would flip if they knew what you do."
"Screw them," she said, "what do I care. Come over here, baby, and lick on my tits."
Linda slid out of her panties and pulled off her bra. Next she went right over to her girl friend and licked at her nipples. She massaged one breast while she sucked on the other. She could see Debbie was getting excited.
"Kiss me, sweetheart," Debbie panted. "Oh, let me feel those big tits of yours crushing against mine."
She pressed her bosoms against Debbie's and certain sexual electricity did surge through her body. Strangely now as she felt this plastic penis pressing against her vagina, she wanted it.
"I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before," she told her.
"You could I'm sure," Linda smiled at Debbie.
At this point she got on the bed and lay on her back and spread wide.
"Oh, sweetheart," she said, "you are as eager to get fucked as I am to slam it to you."
"You know it," Linda replied. "My pussy's on fire."
"This dildo will put the fire out, doll," she said as she straddled her girl friend and guided the plastic penis into her slit.
As it moved into her vagina, Linda felt electricity shooting through her body. It was a beautiful sensation and she loved it. When she felt her girl friend's bosoms pressing against hers and her lips biting hers, she knew she was going to enjoy these unusual sensations.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," Debbie demanded, "now you're doing it. Oh, baby, that's it. Fuck it."
She was fucking at a good pace now. Linda reached around to grip her ass cheeks and press her tighter.
"Give it to me," she begged. "Oh, yes, that's what I want you to do. Now you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, fuck it, baby, fuck."
The sensational pleasure that she was discovering in this new form of sexual encounter surprised her. Linda locked her legs around her girl friend. And the two women were humping at it at a good tempo.
"We can juice together, sweetheart," Debbie smiled, "and then I'll go down there and eat you."
They proceeded to push at the identical pace. And as the sexual ecstasy surged over Linda she felt herself suddenly gushing.
"I'm cuming," she groaned in delight. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Oh, baby, I made it."
Her wet pussy got her girl friend trembling. Debbie pulled her dildo out of Linda when Linda unlocked her legs from hers. Then she got her face down over Linda's crotch. She let her tongue slip back and forth on Linda's pussy and then stabbed into her.
"Eat me," Linda begged. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Eat my pussy."
The sensational pleasure that she was discovering as the girl gave her sex, surprised her. She could hardly believe anything could be this stimulating, this exciting.
"Eat it," her girl friend begged her, "eat me. Ohhh, ahhh, yes. Eat my pussy."
It didn't take Debbie long to follow up on her request. She kept her nose and her tongue licking in there.
She loved the feel of Debbie's hands gripping her ass cheeks as she pulled her tighter to her face.
When it was over, Linda insisted on eating Debbie's snatch. "Turn your ass around to me, honey," she said, "and lower your pussy over my face. I'll give you some action with my tongue. I know how it's done. I've had enough men eat my pussy to know how to eat a woman's pussy."
"Oh, that'll be fun," Debbie said. "There's nothing more sensational than having another woman do you. Women have a way of knowing about those things."
The beautiful dark-haired girl arranged her body so that her ass was over Linda's face. Then she lowered. Soon her pussy was even with Linda's mouth. Linda let her tongue lightly lick forward. Now she was enjoying it immensely.
"Oh, sweetheart," Debbie said, "you're good at it. Lick my pussy."
She pumped her pussy in her girl friend's face. At the same time Linda gripped her buttocks. She squeezed her ass cheeks and energetically let that tongue sweep up and down her girl friend's clitoris. The clitoris hardened. Next, Linda nibbled. That did it. It brought Debbie around to the gushing point. Pressing her lips tightly so she wouldn't lose any, she sucked her love juices.
"Ohhh," Debbie groaned in delight, "eat it. Eat my pussy. That's it. Suck my sweet pussy. Suck my snatch."
The two women finished this way. Then Debbie got off her. She wrapped her arms around Linda and told her, "We're going to be good friends."
"Maybe I can move up to your lifestyle," Linda said. "I'm tired of the bedpan detail."
"Oh, working in one of those hospitals must be dreadful, dear," Debbie said. "Being around all that illness and death, I'll bet you feel miserable most of the time."
"I'll confess," Linda said quietly. "I help some patients."
"Of course you do, dear," she said. "I'm not denying that. But the overall atmosphere is not pleasant."
"I help them in a most unusual way," she admitted. "I give some of the young boys head jobs."
"You what?" Debbie said, lowering her voice in surprise.
"Yes," Linda said, "I provide some sexual excitation for them."
Debbie burst out laughing. "Oh, I never heard of such a thing," she said. "A hooker working a hospital. Well, I imagine there are plenty of men there who aren't really that sick and they do need to get their rocks off. Actually, it's probably a good place to work. However, the hospital has drained them of all their money so I don't see how they have much left for you."
"I don't charge," Linda said evenly.
"Don't tell me," Debbie said, "that you give it away free. When a person gets something free they don't appreciate it. I learned that a long time ago when I first started peddling my pussy. I was giving it free to a boyfriend of mine. Marvin. We were engaged. Well, when I discovered that he broke off the engagement when he got his sex, I knew about men. I said that not another man would ever get anything from me free."
"You've got the right idea," Linda admitted. "Not one of those patients offered to pay me a dime."
"You see," Debbie said, "I know what I'm doing. You've got to be tough, baby. We're living in a jungle."
"You can say that again," Linda agreed. "I figure that we've got to get all the pleasure we can while the world's still here. Some fool will probably press that bomb button and we'll all be lost."
"Precisely," Debbie said. "We've got to have a fail-safe philosophy to carry on. That's why I live for pleasure. I have the nicest things that
I can have in my apartment. I have the best car that I can have and I go to the best places. And I never have a steak unless it's filet mignon."
"They say that the wages of sin are deaf," Linda said, "but I guess you've "discovered they're different. They represent a beautiful lifestyle and I envy you."
Debbie told her that she wanted her to dress better. And later that afternoon both Linda and Debbie went shopping.
"You've got to have these see-through panties," Debbie insisted. "The ones without a crotch. This really turns the men on."
"I think it turns you on, too, Debbie," Linda whispered.
The saleslady tried to eavesdrop and Debbie said, "Do you mind if we have some privacy?"
The saleslady shook her head and walked away.
"You ought to get a dozen of those panties," Debbie told Linda. "I hate to buy them from that worthless saleslady, but we have no alternative. You'll need them tonight when you meet Roger."
"All right," Linda said agreeably.