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BC1005 Tied Up And Teased by Robert Jenkins

CHAPTER ONE

The voluptuous, dewy-lipped girl figured she was pretty well set
up in life.

She was happily employed as the mistress of a wealthy, powerful
man, and she loved her work ... keeping his huge cock happy.

Life was fine for the sexy teenage girl. She had all the
expensive clothing she could ever want, a hot little red Triumph
Spitfire, and all the fucking and sucking she could handle.

She smoothed her stockings. As she leaned over, her short, gauzy
dress hiked up on her thighs, revealing the long gorgeous expanse
of tan legs. She wanted to make sure she looked good when Martin
arrived. He was due any minute, having been out making an
important contact.

Her tits pushed against the thin dress top. Even braless, her
full tits stood erect and full and proud. She knew how good she
looked, and she carried the knowledge with a smug pride.

She had the man she wanted, and that was Martin. She didn't have
to do anything except suck him, and he gave her all she wanted.
Ellen was proud of her man.

She loved her work, and she felt lucky to have met him.

She thought back to her high school days, before she had met
Martin, and she marveled at how lucky she had been. The whole
story was bizarre, and she tried to remember every detail. It had
started a few months ago, when she had met her first boyfriend,
Ricky ...

She had been very young then, and was sexually inexperienced. She
wanted to meet a boy, but she didn't know how to go about it.

School was out for the summer. Ellen's young mind was on beaches,
parties, fun.

She especially thought about Ricky, the new boy who had just
entered school in the closing days of the semester. Great big
lean Ricky.

He had taken a desk right in front of her, in her science class,
only a month before. Ellen had spent hours staring at him,
watching him arch his back in his seat, combing his hair. It had
taken her weeks to get the courage to talk to him, and even her
first shy contact had made her terribly nervous.

She had seen him in the cafeteria one day. He was, sitting by
himself. He seemed to be staring out the window, and munching his
cheese sandwich. Ellen remembered what had happened clearly.

She had walked up to his empty table. She was proud of the way
she had looked that day. She had been wearing her new skirt, the
Indian one, that was made out of gauzy, sheer material. Ellen
knew that she was a good-looking girl, although it made her feel
vain to admit it to herself. She checked her appearance in the
window of the snack bar. She had been pleased.

She saw her long legs, encased in the tan nylon stockings. Her
platform shoes made her ass high and proud, and her tight top
clearly outlined her full breasts. Her nipples were hard and
firm. Ellen felt just a touch of embarrassment. She hoped that he
wouldn't notice how excited she was. She gave the reflection of
herself one more quick cheek. She looked perfect. Her pouty lips
had just the right touch of glossy lipstick. She licked her lips
with her slick tongue, making them shine even more.

Summoning all of her courage, Ellen boldly took the chair that
was right next to Ricky. At first the handsome boy took no notice
of her arrival. Ellen busied herself with her lunch bag. She took
out her cookies, her Baggie-wrapped sandwich, her Thermos, and
her carton of milk. She busily arranged her meal in a square
pattern in front of her. All the while, Ellen kept giving shy
glances at Ricky. She hoped to catch him looking her way, but he
didn't turn his head.

Ellen used all of her courage. She tapped Ricky on the arm. The
electric feel of the contact with his warm flesh shocked her. She
hadn't expected him to feel so warm.

Ricky turned, as if he had been dreaming. His eyes widened when
he saw the beautiful face of the girl. Her long blonde hair
framed her wide-open green eyes, and brilliantly contrasted her
red, parted lips.

"Excuse me," said Ellen. In spite of herself, she felt herself
blushing.

"Yes!" answered Ricky quickly. He seemed to be shy of eye
contact. He looked at her for another instant, then be turned his
head away, and once more stared out of the window.

Ellen was flustered. She thought that Ricky would carry the ball
of conversation. She had already run out of things to say. She
summoned her wits in an effort to say something else.

Ellen had never done anything like that before. Usually, the boys
flocked to her. She was real good at avoiding conversation, but
never before had she been driven to force herself on someone
else. This time was different. She didn't know why, but she
really wanted to talk to Ricky. She had been attracted to him
from the start She made a decision, and dove back into the
conversation with inspiration. This was her only chance, and she
didn't want to blow it. She was afraid he would think she was an
idiot.

"I was just wondering about your sandwich," she said with a
monumental effort.

"My sandwich?"

"Yeah. I mean my mother always gives me American cheese
sandwiches. She never buys anything else. I saw you eating your
sandwich, and I just wondered what kind of cheese it was. I might
want to go out and buy some," she said. The words seemed to spill
out. She knew she Wasn't making much sense, but at least it was a
start.

A smile slowly appeared on the boy's face. He seemed to grasp at
last what was going on. With a renewed sense of courage, be
boldly looked at the teenage girl who had appeared next to him.

As he gazed at her, he found that his cock was beginning to
stiffen. He could smell her perfume. It was a sweet, head shop
kind of scent, and coupled with the view of her hard nipples, it
made him feel a quick thrill of instant sexual attraction.

Ricky let his eyes wander all over her body. The next thing he
saw was her wide expanse of silky thighs. Her short skirt was
hiked up all the way. She had her legs crossed under the table,
and he tried to imagine what it would feel like to rub his, hand
all of the way up her leg, until he reached the furry pussy that
was tantalizingly hidden beneath the wisp of cotton fabric.

"It's Brie cheese," he said.

"What's that?" said Ellen.

"It's a kind of French cheese. Most people wouldn't put it on a
sandwich, but I like it that way," he said. He kept his gaze on
her heavy tits. He could see them moving up and down as she
breathed. They were so close, only inches away.

He fought the impulse to lean forward and let his arm brush
against them, to feel his skin sink into her soft warmth.

Instead, Ellen provided the action for him. She lightly touched
his arm with her hand. The warmth of her flesh contrasted oddly
with the coldness of the metal of the rings on her fingers. Ricky
could feel the two sensations clearly.

He seemed to be in a heightened state of perception, perhaps
induced by the sudden closeness of this new girl.

Holding her hand steady on his arm, she leaned forward toward his
body, trying to give the appearance of wanting to casually sniff
his sandwich.

By this time, Ricky was on to the ploy. As she neared his hand,
he pulled the sandwich away, almost making her topple forward
against his chest. He nudged his arm out to steady her, and the
balancing point was her firm, braless fits.

They looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Ricky grinned,
then so did Ellen. Instead of pulling back, she remained close to
him, pressing her fits against his body.

Ricky was teasing her now.

"Want a bite?" he asked.

"Um-hum," giggled Ellen.

He held the sandwich out to her. Ellen held her hair out of her
eyes with one band, and opened her mouth. She let Ricky bring the
sandwich up to her lips, and she took a delicate, suggestive
bite. Ellen surprised herself. She had never acted this way with
another boy. Ricky watched her chew. The sight of her moving,
glossy lips was driving him crazy. He wondered what those lips
would feel like on his hot, erect cock.

He felt a little guilty for thinking such a thing, but that was
the only image that came into his head. He was still dizzy from
the feel of her pliant young body against his. His cock grew
harder. It pressed uncomfortably against his underwear. He looked
down quickly. He hoped that the huge bulge in his crotch was not
too evident.

Ellen had seen it all right. She tried to keep her eyes off of
the hefty lump, but she `found her eyes drawn toward it almost
against her will.

Both of the teenagers were swimming in confusion. Neither of them
had experienced anything quite like this before. The attraction
between them had been instant and chemical. They were responding
to their emotions like fully sexual adults, for the first time in
their lives. Neither really understood the emotions, but they
were happy to follow them all the way.

Ellen blushed. She realized how brazenly she had forced herself
on Ricky. She hoped that he didn't think she was slut or anything
like that.

Ricky stared at her. It had all happened in a matter of moments
They looked at each other, a bit shyly perhaps, but with strong,
evident sexual emotion.

"Hey, what's your Name!" asked Ricky.

"Ellen," she said. "You're Ricky."

"How did you know?" he asked in surprise.

"I found out," said Ellen boldly. She was a little ashamed. She
was practically admitting to him that she really dug him. She
hoped he would understand.

"I don't usually do this," she said.

"Do what?"

"You know, force myself on boys," she said. She looked at the
floor and felt her face turn red.

"Oh, I didn't think you did. You know, I'm really glad you came
over to me. I had nobody to talk to all this time. You know, I
think you really look good,"
he said.

"I do?" answered Ellen quickly Her vanity had been appealed to.

"Yeah, really good," he said in a lower voice.

He submitted to his impulse, and smoothed his hand along her
stocking-covered thigh. Ellen felt him touch, her. She didn't
resist. Instead, she smiled at Ricky, and placed her hand over
his. He flushed for a moment, then met' her smile with his black,
deep eyes.

Ellen felt: a thrill like she had never experienced before. Now
that she had gotten him going, Ricky was starting to make the
moves.

"You sit near me in science," he said to her.

"Urn-hum."

"I wouldn't have normally told you this, but I've been staring at
you for a few days," he told her.

"Me too," said Ellen.

Ricky looked at her and grinned. He shook his long hair.

"Do you believe in fantasies?" he asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you think people should live out their fantasies?
People are always dreaming about what they'd like to do, but
nobody ever really goes through with it. That's what I was
thinking about when you came over," he said.

"You mean when you were staring out the window before?"

"Yeah," he giggled. "I didn't know you had noticed."

"I did," she said.

"I was sort of dreaming just then. I was thinking about some of
the things that I'd do if I weren't so shy," he said.

As he spoke, he rubbed his hand once again up her thigh. This
time he moved his hand higher, going almost to the top of her
stocking, the spot where the coarse nylon ended, and her smooth
naked flesh began. Ellen squirmed, allowing him to touch where he
wanted.

"What would you do?" she asked.

"Lots of things. For one, I'd ask you out tonight. I'd ask you to
take a long walk with me, and for you to tell me all the things
you always thought about secretly..."

"Sure," she said. "That's not such a strange fantasy."

"You mean you will?"

"Go Out with you tonight? I'd like that," bubbled Ellen.

He squeezed her upper thigh. His touch was firm, yet pleasant.
Ellen felt a warmth in her young cunt. She was getting really
excited. She hadn't thought that he would have really been
interested in her. She felt a pride of accomplishment. She had
gone after a boy for the first time, and here be was asking her
out already.

"That really makes me feel good," he said.

"Me too," she said.

"How about after supper? I mean about seven or eight o'clock."

"That's good. I have to go home first. If 1 left right after
school my mother would worry."

Ricky caressed her legs with his warm, masculine hand. Ellen felt
like she was really in the presence of an intelligent man. Ricky
was really different. She felt like the other boys she had known
were just that - boys. Ricky seemed to be deeper than a boy. She
liked that. He was a dreamer. He had something on his mind other
than talking about rock groups or sports.

Ellen couldn't help noticing how big Ricky's cock was getting.
She had a fantasy too. She wanted to reach down and touch him
there. She wanted to feel his male hardness. She'd love to stroke
his cock firmly, and feel his prick twitch under her tender
manipulations.

Just then, the bell rang. Ricky looked up. She had the feeling
that he was snapping back to reality. He gave her thigh a final
squeeze, as if to reassure her. She smiled at him, letting him
know that she approved.

"I have to go," he said.

"So do I," she answered.

"I really enjoyed talking to you," he said in a husky voice. He
was horny, terribly horny. She could tell from looking at his
bulging pants front.

With the same impulse that had driven her to sit next to him,
Ellen let her hand drop to Ricky's lap. She brushed the back of
her hand quickly across his warm, tight, cock-bulge.

For an instant, Ricky looked startled. Surprise after surprise
came with this pretty, sexy girl. He arched up, letting her feel
the positive pressure of his pelvis.

He reached for her hand and held it tightly, then he brought his
lips to hers and gave her a tentative, exploratory kiss.

Ellen's first reaction was to pull back, but she stifled the
impulse and opened her warm lips for him. She gave him a lush
taste of her hot tongue. He felt her teeth, and her wet,
delicious mouth with his probing tongue. She yielded to him
readily.

The girl tasted sweet, ripe, sexy. Ricky's mind clouded. He could
feel her hand grip his cock tightly. She closed her fingers
around the head of his cock, feeling it spasm in quick little
jerks. Ellen moved her hand up and down the shaft, feeling him as
though there were no doth to hamper her sense of touch.

Finally, flooded with the awareness that they were still in the
cafeteria of the school, the two youthful lovers released each
other. Ellen looked around, hoping that no one had seen them.

Ricky was in a stupor. He couldn't believe that this was really
happening.

Ellen smiled, once again assuming her outward show of normalcy.

"Will you really?" he asked. "1 mean see me tonight?"

"Of course," said Ellen, not really hearing herself speak.
`Where do you live?" he asked.

"On Liberty Street. Number twelve. It's a big red house," she
told him.

"I'll be there. At eight," he said.

Ellen got up quickly and raced to the hail, not turning around.

CHAPTER TWO

Ellen spent the rest of the day thinking about what would happen
with Ricky that night. She was more excited than she could ever
remember being. Whenever she dosed her eyes, all she could see
were scenes of pounding flesh, and heated kissing and tonguing.

She had never been quite so bold with a boy before. She went to
her classes in a daze, and she could not wait until they were
over.

Finally, the last bell rang, and she got on the bus for home. She
was sitting with a whole batch of her friends. Although many of
the girls on the bus were fairly attractive, none had quite the
fullness of tit, or the poutiness of mouth that Ellen had. Ellen
was by the far the best-looking girl on the bus, and she knew it.
She held her youthful head high, pleased with herself. She knew
that she was the sweetest little number there. After all, it was
she who had attracted the new blond boy, not those other silly
little tramps.

She looked on with a smug expression as the other girls talked in
hushed tones about the feels they had copped, or the prowess of
their little teen boyfriends. Ellen was secure. None could be
anywhere as attractive as her Ricky.

When she got home, Ellen avoided the sharp glance of her mother
and hurried up the stairs to her room. She stripped off her
school outfit, and then pranced in front of the mirror. She
stretched herself in front of it, and admired her shapely form.
She was certainly a hot little vixen, she thought.

Ellen looked at her firm, tan, youthful breasts. She reached down
and cupped one of them tenderly. She felt wicked and sly. She had
always felt a little guilty about fondling her own body, but now
she was seized by a torrent of self-love that made her want to
explore herself all over.

She began to knead her full, firm tit. It was round and milky,
and it jutted up and stayed swollen, even without the support of
a bra. She pursed her lips into a sullen pout, and she craned her
head down and blew on her rosy, strawberry nipple.

The cool rush of air excited her. She could feel the beginning of
a tingly sensation in her thighs, and she squeezed her legs
together and gyrated her smooth hips. The sensations were almost
unbearable.

Ellen pushed her head further down. She had the impulse to try
and kiss her own nipple. Her wet mouth was only about an inch
from the red tip of her ample breast. Ellen drew her nipple
upward, cupping it from below with her hand. She strained her
neck, finally touching her red nipple with her soft mouth.

Ellen stole another glance at herself in the mirror and giggled.
She was behaving like a little slut. She twirled around in front
of the mirror, and carefully inspected the rest of her body. She
was well pleased. Her firm, rounded asscheeks were tasty and
ripe, and she had a fine bush of blonde downy hair on her light
little pussy. The firm soft hair was the same golden color as the
long hair on her head.

Ellen moved her exploring fingers down. She fluffed the hair on
her virgin pussy. Gently, she spread the lips of her cunt and
pushed the tip of her mouth-moistened finger inside. The act shot
an instant hot thrill up her spine.

She moaned without thinking, and then pressed her cream colored
thighs tightly together around her own hand.

Ellen allowed her eyes to roll back in her head. She closed them
and moved her hand rapidly around the entrance to her pussy. The
tips of her fingers brushed her swelling cit.

Ellen pushed her hand harder against her cunt, grinding her
thighs, moving her hips. With her free hand, she steadied herself
against the frame of the mirror.

Her breath began to come in heated pants. The firm taut ass of
the young girl bobbled as she stood on tiptoe, grinding her hips,
looking for the right spot to massage her awakening clit.

Suddenly, Ellen was seized with a spasm of pure pleasure. She
gripped the mirror with her hand as her hair swirled around her
in a golden halo. Her lips were pursed tightly, her legs arched
and straining. Her body was throbbing to some inner heat.

Ellen squeezed her eyes tightly closed. The darkness was broken
by a brilliant flash of light.

"UUNNGGGHH..." she moaned. She threw her head back as her body
was shaken with little jerks and vibrations.

Ellen allowed her hand to fall limply to her side. She fell first
to her knees, then to her side. She lay on the floor panting and
gasping.

She could barely understand what had happened to her. She had
always felt too ashamed to even let her finger stray to her ripe
little pussy It was strange that this time she had massaged
herself all the way to a climax.

She felt hot, animal excitement. Her orgasm only heightened her
anticipation of what would follow tonight with Ricky. She felt
really loose and uninhibited.

The next few hours were spent waiting eagerly. She didn't even go
downstairs to where her mother had dinner waiting. Ellen couldn't
eat even if she wanted to.

Her stomach was all fluttery.

Ellen spent a long time choosing her outfit for her date. She
opened her closet and flipped through all of her clothing. She
wanted to be sure to pick the outfit that would be the most
stimulating for Ricky. She had a lot of clothes in the closet,
but only a very special combination would do the trick for her
forthcoming night of hot sex.

She picked out a blue tank-top. It was made of ribbed cotton, and
it showed off all of the ripe young curves of her body to
tantalizing perfection. She pulled on the skimpy cotton jersey,
and then she looked at herself in the mirror. Her round, jiggly
breasts looked soft and touchable. Her long legs were smooth and
lithe. The top didn't even cover the furry bush of her moist and
still-dripping cunt.

She pursed her lips and reached out with her fingers to pull the
shirt down over her cunt. She had never felt so sensitive down
there and she enjoyed the feeling of having her juicy pussy so
hot and moist. It made her feel good to know that she was alive
and sexy.

Her next problem was whether to wear pants or a skirt. She was
about to put on her pair of sexy velvet jeans when she had a sly
thought. Suppose Ricky wanted to feel her down there, and there
was cloth to block his probing fingers? She changed her mind
right away. She pulled out a brown leather skirt that she had
left in the bottom of her closet. The skirt was the shortest she
owned. It barely covered her furry blond pussy. If she bent over
she would expose the round -buns of her ass. Ellen giggled as she
wiggled into the leather skirt and checked herself in the mirror.
It was really sexy all right. She would just have to be careful
where she sat down.

Ellen decided on stockings, rather than panty-hose, for the same
wicked reason.

She wanted to let Ricky have the, full, field with his hands. She
shivered when she thought that she was not only going to allow
him to touch her, but that she was actually planning for it in
advance. No other male had ever had this effect on her.

She eased into a pair of flimsy nylon panties, squeezing her
thighs together as she wiggled them into place.

She sat down and applied a careful coat of red lip gloss to her
pouty lips. She pursed her lips, licked off the stray coloring,
and put the makeup away. Last but not least, she slipped into a
pair of high-heeled platform shoes. They made her ass high, and
made her legs look even longer and sexier.

The little tigress admired herself in her mirror. She was dressed
fit to kill.

She knew that she could never wear an outfit like this to school,
because she would stop traffic in the halls.

Ellen waited until she could no longer hear her mother pattering
about in the den. She was afraid to let her mother see her,
because her mother would be able to tell that something fishy was
up by the way Ellen was dressed.

When all was quiet, Ellen sneaked out of the house, and waited on
the porch.

In a few moments, she heard the rumble of an engine. Ellen
glanced at her watch. It was close to eight. It seemed as though
she had been waiting for hours.

A car ground to a halt in front of her house. It was an old green
Camaro. Ellen felt like her heart was about to stop. It was Ricky
all right. She could tell as soon as he got out of the car.

Ricky was wearing an embroidered shirt and a pair of faded jeans.
He looked tall and appealing. He walked toward her shyly. Ellen
stood still.

As soon as the youth caught a glimpse of the voluptuous girl, he
stopped in his tracks. She looked fantastic, even better than she
had looked in school. He paused and coolly appraised her
tantalizing body. In spite of his shyness, he felt his cock
getting long and stiff inside his pants. The jeans started to
tent out in an uncontrolled reaction.

Ellen moved toward him. She stopped only inches away from his
body, and she took his warm hands in hers. She moved in even
closer, raising his hands and pressing them close to her. He
could feel her breasts, their soft heaviness pressing down on the
top of his hands.

He put his arm around her and led her to the car. They had still
not spoken.

Once they were in the privacy of the car, he grinned and ran his
eyes up and down her body.

Ricky realized that this little number was really hot to trot. He
thought that it would take him weeks to meet a new girl in this
school, but he was now amazed with his luck at having met Ellen
the first week that be was there.

"It's good to see you again," he stammered.

"I'm real glad ... to see you I mean," answered Ellen.

"I don't really have anything planned for tonight," he said.

"Why don't we go to the beach?" suggested Ellen. "I know a real
quiet spot, one that nobody ever goes to."

"Great," said Ricky; He started the car, and they were off to
Fleet's Cove.

Ellen sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder. She didn't
know what was coming over her. She felt right at home with Ricky.
Even if he was a little shy. She hoped that he liked her.

"I was thinking about the talk we had this afternoon," she said.

"Yeah, me too," be answered. He let one hand stray off the
steering wheel, and put his arm around her waist.

Ellen wriggled a little closer to him. He began to stroke her
body, moving up to her breast. She gasped a little at his touch.

"I have lots of fantasies," he admitted.

"Oh? Tell them to me," she said in a seductive voice.

"I'm a little embarrassed," he said.

"No, really, I want to know," she said.

He gripped one of her hands and placed it onto the bulge of his
cock. She instantly took up the suggestion, and began to stroke
him. She felt his cock expand, responding to her touch.

"I really liked when you did that this afternoon," he said.

"I did too. It was great. Right in the lunchroom!" She was
becoming more excited. She felt sexy and hot. The cock in her
hand only increased her sense of wantonness.

"I could tell you were someone who appreciated a person's inner
life," he said.

He arched his hips up. The cock ground hard and eager into her
stroking palm Little beads of sweat began to appear on his
forehead. Ellen picked up on his lust right away. Without even r
having to think about it, she squeezed the tip of his cock hard
between her thumb and forefinger. Ricky groaned, then smiled.

"It's really uncomfortable in there," he said huskily.

"Ohhhh, I can tell," she whispered.

She began to unzip the fly of his pants. His crotch felt hot and
damp. She kept up the smooth stroking with one hand as she leaned
over and fished his stiff cock out of his pants.

Ellen had never seen an erect cock before, although she tried to
pretend that she saw them all the time. The size of his prick
almost took her breath away.

It was a good eight inches long. The bulbous tip was reddened and
throbbing.

Ellen pressed closer for a better look. The skin felt warm and
smooth to her touch. She explored the cock with her willing young
fingers. First, she caressed his cock up and down, enjoying the
feel of the stiff pole of hot flesh.

She had never thought that a cock could be so big, or stand so
tall and hard.

Ricky stared straight ahead as he drove.

"It's nice," she purred.

"Squeeze it, Ellen. Don't stop," he moaned.

Ellen continued to stroke his cock up and down. She hoped that
she wasn't making a fool of herself. She wanted Ricky to think
she was really experienced.

"How do you like it, Ricky?"

"Hold me near the top. Put your fingers around the tip, and
squeeze hard with your thumb-right under the head," he explained.

Ricky realized that the girl did not know as much as he had
thought He really felt flattered that she had been so attracted
to him. She was a young, willing little slut. He congratulated
himself silently.

"like this?" asked Ellen, wide-eyed.

"AHHHH ... that's just perfect," Ricky groaned.

Ellen was flooded with new sensations as she manipulated and
teased the boy's swelling cock. It seemed to be getting bigger
and harder before her eyes. The tip was turning almost purple.

She kneaded his cock up and down. On the firm upstroke, his cock
shook as though it had a life of its own. Little drops of fluid
began to run out of the piss-slit.

At first Ellen thought that Ricky was cumming. She knew what that
was from conversations with her girlfriends. But Ricky didn't
moan or jerk. She wondered what was happening.

"Are you all right?" she asked, betraying her ignorance.

"Just fine, sweetheart, just fine ... "he gasped.
`What's that stuff coming out of your cock?"

"Oh, that's just a little love juice ... happens all the time,"
he said.

He was gripping her waist as hard as he could. Her face seemed
only inches from his cock. He wanted her wet, soft little lips on
his throbbing cock so bad he could feel them. The curious girl
was driving him crazy. The sheer innocence of her touch made her
seem twice as exciting as any girl he had been with before.

"I have one fantasy that I always wanted to try," he said,
thinking fast.

"Really?" said Ellen. She was too preoccupied with the throbbing
cock to even pay attention to what he was saying.

"I always wished that a girl would blow me while I was driving. I
think about that all the time. But I never met anyone who would
really do it, until.

"Until what?" purred Ellen. She wanted to be the sexiest girl
that he had ever met.

"Until I met you. Would you kiss me there, while I'm driving I
mean?"

Ellen looked up at him with her moist mouth open. She slowly
licked her reddened, glossy lips with her teasing tongue. She
knew that he wanted her to suck his cock. She also knew that she
was going to try to give him the best sucking he had ever had,
car or no car.

CHAPTER THREE

Ricky put his hand on the nape of Ellen's neck, and pushed her
down toward his cock with a firm, definite motion. Ellen
hesitated for a split second, then she relaxed and moved toward
his hard dick. It felt so hot she thought it was going to steam.

Ellen glanced once more at Ricky. His eyes were hot and hungry.
She formed her full red lips into an "0". She placed her slender
little hand around the quivering tip of his cock and slowly
squeezed, moving her hand up and down the length of his hard
shaft. The pre-cum fluid made it slick and wet. She massaged him
hard, with forceful strokes. She could see his blue veins stand
out against the glistening skin of his throbbing cock.

Ricky increased the pressure on the back of her neck, shaking
with desire.

Ellen quickly put her hand to her lips and Wet her fingers, then
resumed her rhythmic Stroking.

Ricky squirmed and pushed himself against Ellen's hand, unable to
push his cock closer to her hot mouth, due to the position of the
steering wheel. His entire body was tense and shuddering, and he
could feel her hot breath on his rigid cock. Short gasps of air
rasped out of his throat.

Ellen laughed, enjoying her control over his stiff cock. She
could see every squeeze she made reflected on his tight face, as
the rest of his body twisted and bounced. She squeezed his cock
even tighter, and rubbed with renewed vigor.

She rested her head on his thigh, only an inch from the swelling
head of his hard cock. Her nyloned leg curled toward the window
of the car, and her firm fits were heavy against his thigh.

Ricky moaned, heaving his cock closer to her lips. Ellen pulled
back a little.

"My, what a baby. Can't you hold still?" she giggled teasingly.
She looked up at him, careful not to release her tight grip on
his cock.

She brought her shining lips even closer to the tip of his
shaking cock.

Keeping her lips in a pout, she blew a warm stream of moist air
onto his dick.

Ricky was turning blue with excitement and Ellen loved it,
knowing that she was in control of his whole body, simply by
playing with his dick. Her cunt was getting soaked with her own
lust too.

She bent over and gave his cock a quick lap with her wet tongue.
Ricky writhed in pleasure.

"000000, Jesus, th-that feels ggood," he stuttered. "More,
Ellen!"

"Be a good boy and hold still," she joked.

Ricky was afraid that he was going to lose control of his car. He
pulled the car over to the side of the road, and jerked it to a
halt. He could feel the girl, hot against his flank. She was
still gripping his cock tightly in her little hand.

His cock was turning purple from being squeezed so tightly. Ellen
leaned way over. She licked her lips again, making them shine in
the moonlight.

With a final pouncing dip of her head, Ellen's thick lips
engulfed Ricky's cock. He screamed with pleasure. He put both of
his hands over the top of her head and held onto her ears,
pressing her closer to his cock.

The feel of a cock was unfamiliar to the young girl. Her mouth
seemed as though it were stretched open as far as it could go.
She wanted to gag from the sheer bulk of the big cock, but she
fought back her reflexes and continued to suck as well as she
could.

The experienced boy was amused at Ellen's efforts to please him.
She had all the enthusiasm, it was up to him to teach her the
technique. He pulled her off his cock and looked at her.

"Didn't you like it?" she asked. She felt slightly hurt.

"It was great, fine," he said. He wanted to try to reassure her.
"You were just biting me a little. I want to teach you how to
really suck. Do you want to learn?" he asked.

Ellen shook her head yes. icky put his hands over her head and
played with her hair. He had lost all his embarrassment. He felt
his cock get harder. It stood straight up in the air as he
talked.

"When you suck my cock, put it all of the way in. As far as you
can go," he instructed.

"Ummmmmm," she said.

"And don't bite. Watch your teeth."

He took the girl by the hair and guided her back down to his
cock. She gripped his prick eagerly this time, cupping his balls
with one hand and stroking his cock with the other. He kept a
tight grip on her head and manipulated her as she sucked.

When he wanted it a little faster, he pushed her head down
deeper, and then lifted it up. In a few moments, bright little
Ellen had picked up the right rhythm on his hot cock.

"Ummmm, that's it," he moaned.

Ellen sucked him in deeper. The sides of the cock were smooth
against her inner cheeks. A copious flow of saliva dripped into
her mouth, keeping the cock hot and wet in her sucking grasp.

She lapped and sucked wetly, all the time manipulating his cock
and balls with her fingers.

"Keep your tongue moving, baby. Milk me with your lips," Ricky
instructed the cocksucking teenager.

His motions began to get more regular and positive. She sucked
him deep into her throat, trying not to gag as his cock hit the
back of her gullet.

Suddenly, Ricky stiffened, and once more grabbed her head with
his hands.

"000000.. � "he moaned.

Ellen knew that something was going to shoot out, but she didn't
expect the huge flow of cum that spurted from his cock. It tasted
salty and starchy, but she didn't have enough time to give it
much thought. The hot cum filled her throat, even though she
gulped it down as fast as she could. There was no pulling away.
Ricky had her tight by the back of the head, and he was straining
hard, arching his stiff cock as far into her mouth as he could.
The creamy jism spilled out of the sides of her mouth and down
her chin.

Ricky finally realized that he was choking the girl. He opened
his eyes and looked at her sheepishly.

"Sorry, Ellen ... it just felt so good, I ..." he blurted.

Ellen swallowed hard, cleaning out the last traces of jism from
her mouth. She felt far from insulted. She had discovered that
she really liked sucking cock.

Her cunt was hotter than it had ever been. She let Ricky's cock
brush her lips.

She gripped her cunt with her fingers. The feel of the boy's cum
dripping down her neck had touched off an orgasm in her. She felt
the liquid waves of beat spasm through her body. She felt the
pulses spread from her warm pussy and up her spine like needles.
Her body convulsed.

Ricky saw what was happening to the young girl. He moved his band
to the wet spot between her thighs and massaged her through her
orgasm. She shuddered in appreciation. Ricky made a mental note
to himself. The girl was a natural cocksucker. He had never known
a girl who could get off just from having a dick in her mouth. He
would have to file that for future reference.

Ellen looked at Ricky with her big round eyes. She felt
extraordinarily sexy, sexier than she had ever felt before. On
her knees on the floor of the car, she cuddled her head into
Ricky's damp crotch. She ran her finger down the side of her
throat and picked up the stray droplets of cum that coated her
neck.

"This is because I love you so much, Ricky," she said in a husky
voice. She brought her cum-coated finger to her open mouth. She
sucked her finger clean with relish, making sure that Ricky saw
how much she had enjoyed eating his jism.

"Some girls can't stand the stuff," said Ricky.

Suddenly hurt, Ellen straightened.

"How would you know?" she said with an angry pout.

"My brother told me .. " stammered Ricky, thinking fast. He
didn't want her to know that he had actually had experience with
other girls. He preferred to preserve the illusion of his shy
innocence. If he could keep Ellen thinking that he was a virgin,
she would really put out to show him a good time.

Ellen smiled, reassured. She began to lick his cum-soaked cock
with meticulous care, sticking her tongue into all of the
crevices, and even sucking his hair clean of cum and saliva.
Ricky was stunned, awed with the sensation of a really hot bitch
caressing his cock and balls with her active tongue.

Satisfied that Ricky was happy, Ellen gave his cock a final
squeeze, and tucked it back into his jeans. She acted in the
manner of a satisfied woman. She really did feel happy, too. Her
orgasm had been real and intense.

Ricky kissed her and was silent. He had nothing to say to her,
and his young mind was full of plans for the future. Now that he
had Ellen, he had no intention of letting her go.

He started the car, and resumed driving toward the beach. Ellen
leaned against him, nuzzling his shoulder. He wanted her bad, for
keeps, and he intended to use everything in his power to keep
Ellen under his control.

"That was amazing, Ellen. I never had my cock sucked before,"
Ricky lied. "Did you like doing It?"

"What do you think?" said Ellen.

"It really felt like you liked it," he said.

"I did," she said.

That was the end of the conversation for now. He wasn't sure
quite how intelligent Ellen was, and he didn't want to give
himself away before he was certain. He reached out and lazily
cupped her tit in his hand. She was remarkably pliant and soft.
He could feel her animal heat in his fingertips.

By the time they got to the beach, Ellen was asleep. He pulled
the car over to a deserted section of the sand, then cut the
motor.

Ricky studied the sleeping girl. She was absolutely perfect. She
would be the type of girl that he'd seen in the girlie magazines,
given a little makeup and props. He had always wanted to meet a
truly beautiful woman, and here she was, right at his disposal.

He slipped his hand under her skirt, expecting to feel the
obstacle of a pair of pantyhose, but he was pleasantly surprised
to find that she was wearing the old-fashioned style of stocking,
the kind that stopped at midthigh. The flimsy panties were no
obstacle to his probing fingers as he snaked his hand upward
toward her cunt. He pushed his fingers under the edge of the
nylon garment, and he touched the slick wetness of her warm
pussy.

Ellen was awake by tins time, but she pretended that she was
still asleep. She wanted to see what he would do to her. Ricky
felt awed, almost reverent.

In spite of his cynical intentions, and the nearness of his
gorgeous pussy was having an effect on his senses. He groped in
the dark, until he found the moist slit of her cunt.

Ricky ran his fingers along the outside ridge of her cunt-hole,
feeling how smooth and wet she was. He grasped one of her
cuntlips with his thumb and forefinger. Slowly, he began to push
his fingers into the moist opening of her young pussy. It was an
easy entry, and he felt the rough ridges near her velvet gash.

Ellen had stirred. She opened her eyes, and abandoned herself to
the new sensations in her cunt. Ricky was pushing his fingers in
and out of her cunt, and she moved her hips to make things easier
for him.

"Good morning," said Ricky.

"Ummmm..." purred Ellen. "That feels so nice..."

She reached out to feel his cock. It was hard and erect, she
discovered with pleasure. Once more, Ellen bent over to engulf
his cock with her hungry lips.

This time Ricky pulled away.

"Uk-nh," he said. "This time you're going to get my cock in the
right hole."

There was a hard look in his eyes. Ricky retained his grip on the
lips of her warm twat. He stroked her heavy fits with his free
hand, and gently pushed her back onto the seat.

"Wait," said Ellen.

Ricky removed his hand from her pussy with great reluctance. But
he was pleasantly surprised. Ellen had only paused to lift up her
legs, and slide her nylon panties down She parted her legs, as if
offering herself to him.

Her cunt was open and wet. Its inviting red softness held .Ricky
transfixed. He fumbled with his pants, and freed his rock-hard
prick. Ricky wet his lips, not comprehending the pleasure that
lay just ahead of him.

CHAPTER FOUR

Ellen opened her legs wide for the excited boy. She reached out
and grabbed onto his cock, and roughly pulled him toward her
cunt.

Ricky needed no second invitation. The head of his throbbing cock
was slick and ready to penetrate the panting little teenager's
virgin cunt. He lunged forward, holding onto the seat back for
support.

Ellen still held onto his cock, placing the tip near the opening
of her little snatch. She felt a moment's fear, but then lust
replaced that emotion, and she arched her hips forward in an
attempt to engulf his cock with her hot little cunt.

The cock penetrated her cunt with a soft little popping noise.
Her cherry was still intact, but it offered little resistance to
the boy's lust-charged cock.

Ricky groaned, and his cock seated itself firmly in its sticky
holster.

Ellen was gasping with pure pleasure. She had thought for a long
time about what it would feel like to get fucked, and now she was
finding out. She reached out her arms for Ricky.

"Oh, Ricky, this is amazing!" she blurted out.

The pumping, gasping youth was too preoccupied with his own
pleasure to hear what she was saying. He drew his cock out its
full length. The long stiff shaft glistened, shining with blood
from the girl's popped cherry, and with the clearer juices of her
lust.

Ricky looked down at his cock. The sight of the blood from
Ellen's busted cherry made him nervous. He withdrew his prick all
the way, and wiped off the red fluid with his shirttail.

Ellen wriggled. She wanted his cock back inside her cunt. Without
it, she felt empty and unsatisfied.

"Ohhhh, Ricky, put it back in! It feels so goooood ... "she
purred.

"Doesn't it hurt?" asked the frightened youth. The sight of the
blood had spooked him. His cock had begun to wilt.

"No. It felt great. I love it! Put it back in!" she pleaded.

She reached out and took a firm hold of his drooping cock. Seeing
that it was soft, she leaned forward, opening her mouth, and
practically inhaled his cock.

At once, the feel of her moist sucking mouth brought new life
into Ricky's prick. He began to move his hips back and forth. He
reached out and grabbed the head of the frantically sucking girl.

"MMMMM, that's great!" he sighed.

"MMMPH," was all that the teenager could say in reply.

Her mouth was stuffed full of his rapidly growing cock. She
sucked harder as he rocked back and forth. He was moving with
great force, practically fucking her mouth as if it were her
succulent pussy.

As soon as Ricky's cock had regained its former size, Ellen
tenderly, took it out of her mouth. She still held onto it
tightly. Ricky once more steadied himself on the seat of the car,
and he began to plunge his cock once more into her sloshing cunt.
She was bucking and shaking like a puppy.

The feel of the cock inside her cunt was more than she could bear
to think about. It filled her up, and the feeling was amazing as
the cock worked its way back and forth along the moist walls of
her inner pussy. The new feelings of delight were driving her
wild. She had never dreamed that it would feel so good.

She had been passive, but now she began to buck her hips upward
to meet Ricky's firm strokes. He pumped enthusiastically,
bringing his hips crashing down with increasing force and gusto.
Ellen began to gasp with pleasure. She met him on every thrust.

Ellen soon discovered the right position to bring her little cit
into proper contact with Ricky's moving cock. She held her pelvis
on an angle, so that when he slid out, his shaft rubbed her
love-button firmly.

"0000H shit! That's good!" she moaned. She held onto him tightly,
and she could feel her fingernails digging into his smooth skin.

Ricky began to gasp louder.

"I'm going to cum!" he warned.

He held his head up rigidly, and his eyes were closed tight.
Ellen knew that she was also near the peak. She rubbed against
him, straining to keep her hips in place. Ricky grabbed onto her.
His strokes became shorter, harder. Ellen closed her eyes too,
and she could see little streams of white behind her eyelids.

All of a sudden Ricky lurched forward, driving his cock into her
pussy up to the hilt. Their fuzzy pubic hair was tightly meshed
together.

Ellen started to convulse at the same instant that Ricky began to
shoot his load of milky cum into her tightening, sucking cunt.
The hot liquid burned out of his cock. She could feel the throbs
and the spurts as the jets of jism splashed against the walls of
her cunt. Her muscles began to squeeze his cock involuntarily.
The tight little pussy gripped and squeezed, milking the hot own
right out of him.

As soon as she felt the heat of his cum inside her twat, Ellen
began to shudder in the spasms of her own orgasm. The hot needles
of pleasure shot up her spine, and she jerked her hips on the
tightly embedded cock.

A thin jet of cum-juice sprayed out of her cunt, soaking the car
seat beneath them. It felt good, terribly good. She was all wet
and slushy inside, and it made the feel of the big cock inside
her cunt even more enjoyable.

"UUUNNNGGGHHH!" gasped Ricky.

His initial pleasure over, he began once more to slowly slide his
still-hard cock in and out of her soaking pussy. Slowly, his cock
began to shrink, in little jerks, as the hardness oozed out of
the blood-engorged tool. Ellen was beside herself with pleasure.

She shut her eyes and enjoyed the warm feeling that was spreading
throughout her body. She felt like she had just been inside of a
whirlpool bath.

Her whole body felt warm and good. It felt as though she were
being slowly rocked. Her head felt fuzzy and numb. Her pleasure
bad been greater than anything else she had ever experienced
before.

Ricky finally slipped his cock out of her sopping pussy. She
pouted, and tried to contract her cunt muscles, to try and hold
him inside of her just a little longer. The will was there, but
the stiffness wasn't. His cock flopped out of her hole. It was
spent, limp and exhausted.

Ricky took a deep breath and opened his eyes to have a look at
the girl who had just given him so much pleasure. She lay on the
seat of the car, head back, eyes closed. Her long hair swirled
around her. She was the most beautiful thing that Ricky had ever
seen. He searched himself for something to say.

Ellen hoped that Ricky had enjoyed himself. He had to know that
she had been a virgin. There was no getting around the fact that
he had popped her cherry.

Ricky reached out and began to stroke her face. As soon as she
felt the warm hand, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"That was something else," she said.

"Uh-huh," said Ricky.

"Was it good? I mean I hope I did the right things," she said
hopefully.

Ricky squeezed her cheek the way one would squeeze a baby's.

"You did all the right things. I thought the top of my head was
going to blow off," he confessed.

"Do you mean it?"

"I never meant anything more."

Ellen was pleased that she had done such a good job on her first
flick. She had thought that she might have made a fool of
herself, but now she seemed reassured enough to become animated
and talkative.

"I have a good idea." she said.

"What?"

"Let's go take a swim in the ocean. The water looks like it's
beautiful."

Ricky didn't really feel like a swim, but on second thought, he
realized that a nice dip might be refreshing. Both of them were
covered with sweat and cum.

Ellen giggled.

"We don't have any suits," she said coyly, after they got out of
the car.

For an answer, Ricky reached out and began to pull off Ellen's
remaining scanty garments. In turn, Ellen peeled off the last of
Rick's damp clothing.

As soon as he caught a load of her naked figure, Ricky's cock
began to stir again. She was even better-looking than he had
thought she would be. He stood stock still for a moment and
admired her body.

Ellen certainly was a hot-looking little chick. She could have
easily graced the pages of one of those slick men's magazines.
Her pert, firm breasts were perfectly formed. She had long hair
that draped over her shoulders, reaching down almost as far as
her smooth round ass. Little braids of the hair danced and licked
at her full tits.

Ellen's face was still flushed from her hot orgasm. She smiled
shyly when she saw that Ricky was looking her over.

"Do I pass inspection, sir?" she asked.

"With honors. I never saw a girl who looked better than you do."

"Oh, go on," she said, blushing.

"No, I mean it. You drive me crazy just to look at you."

Ellen gave Ricky a quick kiss on the cheek. Then, she turned and
ran toward the water. Ricky stood still, watching her cute ass
twitch as she trotted to the water.

"Hey, wait for me!" he yelled.

He ran after her. It felt funny to run with no clothes on. His
balls bobbled with each step, and his long, proud cock dangled
merrily. He caught up with Ellen and grabbed her around the
waist, then wrestled her to the sand. Their limbs entwined and
they kissed each other hungrily.

Ellen drove her slick little tongue deep into his mouth. He
tasted salty, like the ocean. She couldn't help feeling this way
with Ricky. Once again, Ellen brought her hand down and fondled
Ricky's warm cock. His cock sprang to life at her touch. She
could feel it expand slowly in her hand. She began to stroke his
prick up and down, enjoying the feel of power and control that
came from playing with his cock, making it hard by her touch.

As soon as his prick was hard, she relaxed her grip and looked at
him. His cock stood straight up in the air. Ellen felt proud that
she had done this to him.

Teasingly, she ducked down and gave his cock a quick kiss with
her wide-open mouth. Ricky moaned, and pushed his hips toward
her.

"No you don't!" laughed Ellen.

She got up off her knees, and jumped into the water. The water
was warm, almost like a heated swimming pool. She looked at poor
Ricky, still standing at the water's edge. His cock was hard and
erect. He looked like a helpless baby.

"C'mon in, the water's fine!" she said.

Ellen stood in the water, a few feet from Ricky. She made a
kissing noise with her full lips, and then slipped her hands down
to her pussy. She put her fingers into the velvet softness, and
spread the lips of her cunt far apart.

She leaned back, exposing her open cunt to Ricky.

"You have to come in to get it," she giggled.

"It's too cold," insisted Ricky.

"No it isn't! Feel!" she shouted.

She began to splash water at the boy. He moved back from the
freezing droplets.

He thought any water was cold, even if it were ninety degrees.

"C'mon!" shouted Ellen.

Getting all of his courage together, Ricky jumped into the water.
He was happy to find that it wasn't as cold as he imagined. He
splashed over to Ellen, and grabbed her around the waist.

"MMMMMM," said Ellen. "You feel nice and warm.

"You do too," said Ricky.

He stood behind her and positioned himself against her ass. His
cock was still firm and rigid, and he fit nicely into the crack
of her uplifted ass.

Ricky nestled his cock right into the warm crack of her ass. She
began to move her ass for him, and he moaned with pleasure at the
sliding sensation of his cock against her wet asscheeks.

Ellen broke away again.

"Hey!" yelled Ricky.

"I said you were going to have to come and get it," she smiled at
him.

Ellen ran further out into the bay. The water was starting to get
deeper. It was already up to her chest. Ricky watched her. He
liked the way that her breasts floated and bobbled in the salt
water.

Ellen smiled and squeezed her tits between her arms. It made her
fits seem even bigger and more inviting, and it made the rosy
nipples stand out erect and pointed.

Ricky almost lost control of himself. He made a lunge for the
girl, and fell flat on his face into the water as she pulled away
from him. Ellen laughed, then went to help him up.

Both of them were soaking wet and laughing The salt water made
them both feel fresh and invigorated.

"I wonder if it can be done in the water?" asked Ellen.

"What?" said Ricky, not catching on.

"You know, fucking," she said.

"I'm sure it can," grinned Ricky.

His eyes were shining. He reached out and pulled Ellen to him.

"I once knew a guy who fucked underwater with a scuba outfit," he
told Ellen.

"Really? That must have been strange. Where do you fuck a scuba
tank?" giggled Ellen. She was proud of her pun.

"I mean he fucked a girl who was also wearing tanks, you dummy,"
said Ricky.

"I know, silly. That must have been amazing, like they were
weightless. I wonder what it would feel like?"

"I have a scuba tank," said Ricky.

Ellen giggled. She had a brief picture in her mind of what it
would be like to fuck underwater.

"You can rent another one, and then we could try it out," he
said.

"That would be nice," she said.

"I can really act out my fantasies with you. It's really strange
to think of something like that.

Normally, I'd never talk to another person about something like
that."

"You can do anything with me. You don't have to feel ashamed to
talk to me about things. I like crazy ideas," he assured her.

"I'll bet you do," she said.

"Now for your first question," he said.

"What's that?"

"You asked me if we could fuck in the water. I'm going to show
you all about it."

CHAPTER FIVE

Ricky swam toward Ellen and caught her by the arm. Ellen put up a
mock show of resistance, but she knew she was going to let him
have his way. His cock was hard and warm against her belly. The
salt water made her pussy tight and tingly.

Ricky grabbed his stiff cock, then began to work it around the
entrance of her pussy. His cock started to go in, but then it met
with resistance.

"OOWW!" Ellen cried.

"Shit!" said Ricky. "If only we had a little Vaseline. That would
make things easier."

Ellen was now more excited than she had been before.

"Go ahead and put it in. I'm sure it'll only last for a minute.
After it starts to go in, the rest will be easy"

"Well, if you're sure," he said.

"I'm sure," she answered.

Strengthened with renewed will, Ricky cupped the cool cheeks of
her ass in his hands, and pressed his yearning cock against her
pussy. Ellen felt alive and delicious. Her warm full breasts
pushed against his chest and he felt the hard, tight nipples on
his flesh.

He guided her with his hands on her ass and she squealed in
delight.

"Easy now. I don't want to hurt you," he said.

"Go on!" she pleaded. "Fuck me!"

He pushed the purple head of his cock against the opening of her
wet cunt, and began to shove with increasing force. Some of her
pubic hairs clung to his shaft, and they began to be pulled
inward as he pushed his cock in, inch by inch.

"0000!" she mewed.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Just a few of my hairs. Here, wait, I'll fix it," she said.

Ellen put her hand to the junction of cock and cunt and carefully
extricated the hairs from the mouth of her pussy. Then she
gripped his meat firmly, and pushed it another couple of inches
into her tight cunt.

Ricky gasped. The cunt felt warm, tight and juicy in contrast to
the cold water that swirled around them. He pressed his cock in
further. Ellen was right. Now that he had gotten it in, her pussy
began to lubricate, and he was able to easily slide his prick in
and out of her.

"How's that?" he asked with a grin.

He held her ass tightly in his palms, guiding her and moving her.
Ellen held onto him tightly. She had to stand on tiptoe in the
water, in order to raise herself high enough to permit the cock
to enter into her.

Ricky began to thrust and move as Ellen squealed her delight. It
felt incredibly good for both of them. He was moving nicely,
churning her cunt like it was a gob of warm butter.

Ellen came quickly this time. It was not only the thrill of the
hot cock that made her gasp, it was also the thrill of knowing
that she was doing something wild, out of the ordinary. She felt
like she was the most daring girl on earth.

When she came, her cunt began to shudder and spasm. Ricky felt
her muscular contractions, and he gasped at the way her pussy was
clutching his hot cock.

He pushed his cock in all of the way, and held her against him by
her ass as she wriggled and moaned.

Ellen opened her mouth wide and pressed her lips against Ricky's
neck, lapping and sucking on him. She wanted to let him know just
how much she appreciated him. She sucked his neck wildly, with
the abandon of a happy, well-satisfied woman.

Ricky paused to take in all of the sensations, then he renewed
his upward bucking and stirring motions. Ellen closed her eyes
just to absorb all of the pleasure.

He was close to cumming, but he tried to hold himself in, just so
he could remain in that wonderful cunt. He had never felt such an
alive girl.

He gave a particularly powerful thrust. In doing so, be lost his
footing in the soft sand, and the couple went tumbling over into
the water. Ellen gasped and choked as the salt water ran into her
mouth. Still, she kept her legs taut, and managed to keep Ricky's
large cock inside of her pussy. She was delirious with pleasure.

Ricky sensed that she was trying to keep his cock inside of her,
so he held his breath and got back to his feet, being careful to
keep his cock imprisoned in her cunt.

They got back to the surface. As their heads broke water, the two
lovers laughed and sputtered.

"You're amazing!" he laughed.

"No, you are," she replied.

Ellen held her thighs together, keeping Ricky clamped inside her
cunt. She began a slow, undulating motion with her thighs,
squeezing and milking the hard cock within her.

This time, Ricky was not able to hold in his massive load of cum.
The pleasure was too intense and urgent.

He gripped her ass in both of his hands and pulled the writhing,
licking girl toward him. Ellen sensed that he was about to shoot
his load inside of her.

"Cum, Ricky," she urged. "Fill my pussy with your jism. I want to
feel you cum inside of me. Please Ricky, I want it!"

Ricky looked at the pursed lips and begging eyes of Ellen. That
was all he needed to push him over the edge. No man could resist
such a plea.

"I mean it, Ricky. Cum! Now!" she said.

Ricky grunted and shut his eyes. He felt waves of heat flash
through his body, and a thin pang of pleasure started in his
balls, and traveled up his spine.

His cock began to lunge and jerk.

All the time, Ellen kept up her churning, milking motions. When
she felt the jism begin to spurt out of him, she pressed her legs
together as hard as she could.

"0000000 BABY!" she cried.

Ellen looked at Ricky's tightly shut eyes, and stroked his head
as he strained with his orgasm. She felt good. She was the force
that milked the cum out of her lover. She held onto him tightly,
rocking him until the waves of heat had passed through his body.
Finally, she could tell that he was spent. She released her
monkey grip on his cock, and let him slip limply out of her warm
cunt.

Ricky was panting and moaning. She stroked his head, smiling with
pleasure.

Even though he was soaking wet, beads of sweat ran off his brow.

"Was it good?" asked Ellen, knowing full well what the answer
would be.

For a reply, Ricky simply looked at her and groaned. She giggled
with delight, knowing that she had pleased him. The water was
starting to get a little cold.

Ellen took Ricky by the hand, and led him out of the ocean. Ricky
followed meekly, exhausted by his explosive orgasm.

The two teenagers lay on the warm sand of the beach, stark naked
and panting.

The night was warm and pleasant, and the stars were out in full
force. Ricky lay on his back, staring into the sky. Ellen lay
with her head on his firm belly, and she gazed at his cock
attentively. Her mouth was only inches from the hot organ.

Ellen stroked his cock and balls, studying him carefully, wanting
to learn all she could about the amazing male organ. She ran her
hand all over his cock, feeling, squeezing, exploring. She felt
like a little child with a new toy.

Ellen took Ricky's balls in her hand, and examined them. To her
surprise, she found them shriveled. She looked at Ricky.

"Hey, do they hurt?" she asked.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Look at them. They're all shrunk and wrinkly," Ellen said. "They
weren't like that before."

"Ah, that's nothing. That happens all the time. Like. when I take
a shower, or when they get cold. All men's bails shrink
sometimes."

"Wow, 1 didn't know that," said Ellen. "I thought maybe something
was wrong with them, or that maybe all the cum had been squeezed
out of them. Does it happen when they get wet always?" she asked.

"Most of the time. It's a natural reaction. It's meant to protect
them or something. Anyway, why are you so curious?"

Ellen grabbed his cock possessively.

"Because they're mine now," she said. "I want to know everything
there is to know about your body. I want to take care of this
cock real good."

She brushed her face and her cheeks against the cock, enjoying
its warmth on her cool skin. She felt motherly toward Ricky's
cock. It looked so little and soft. She wouldn't mind if he
wanted her to suck and kiss it all day. She loved to feel his
cock. In her mouth, in her pussy, wherever he wanted her to put
it.

She rubbed against him like a cat.

Ricky enjoyed the warm feel of the girl against his skin. He
watched her as she kissed and fondled his prick in the moonlight.

Ellen put her head on Ricky's stomach again, and closed her eyes.
In a few short moments, she was asleep. Her breasts rose and fell
gently as she dozed on the beach. Ricky was content to simply
watch her. She was the best-looking girl he had ever seen.

He put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. In seconds,
Ricky was asleep too. The two slept for several hours.

Ellen opened her eyes and yawned. She realized where she was, and
what she had been doing, all at once. With delight, she reached
out and touched Ricky's cock. The cock was hard and erect once
again.

Ellen had an idea. She bent over and opened her mouth. Gently she
began to suck on Ricky's cock. She wanted him to awake and find
his cock in her mouth.

Ricky began to stir. He tossed his head back and forth a few
times, then he felt the moist sucking pressure on his cock. For a
second, he didn't know where he was, then he remembered that he
was on the beach. Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed
hold of Ellen's head. She refused to release his cock.

Instead, she started to suck more enthusiastically, trying to
make him cum as fast as she could.

Ellen was a fast learner, and it hadn't taken her any time at all
to get the hang of cocksucking. She bobbed her head up and down
on the shaft of his cock.

At the same time, she kept up her frantic licking with her
tongue. Her cheeks were compressed with the effort required to
keep the suction at a high level.

Ricky couldn't help but respond to the furious sucking of the
horny little bitch. He heaved his hips up and clenched his fists.
Before he knew it, his cum was spurting out of his well-sucked
cock, filling the mouth of the girl.

Ellen swallowed eagerly. She found that she liked the taste of
cum more and more. Every time she had a mouthful, it made her
hungry for more. The salty-starchy flavor was delicious to her,
and she eagerly gulped down every mouthful as though it were an
offering to her.

Even after the flow of sperm ceased, Ellen held the cock in her
mouth and sucked, trying to drain out every last bit of the
juice.

Ricky groaned in pleasure. The feeling had been so good he had
thought he would faint. He watched the girl's head as she eagerly
lapped and sucked at him, eating his cock with a healthy abandon.

Ellen opened her eyes and looked at the sky. With alarm, she
noted that the sun was beginning to glimmer through the clouds on
the horizon. She jumped up in panic.

"Ricky!" she yelled.

"What is it?" he answered, a bit puzzled.

"It's starting to get light out!" she squealed.

"So what?" Ricky shrugged.

"Don't you know what that means? If I don't come home tonight, my
father will kill me. He might not let me see you again for a long
time. C'mon, we got to get out of here fast!"

Ricky reluctantly rose to her feet and followed Ellen to his car.
She ran to the car and opened the door, and hurriedly began to
put her clothes on. They were scattered all over the car. She
wrenched on her flimsy shirt, and then her leather skirt,
twisting her thighs as she wriggled into the garment.

Ricky watched the girl get dressed. Every time he looked at her
he had to marvel at how beautiful she was. He licked his lips,
knowing that he could have her any time he wanted from now on. He
was still flooded with the memory of his fuck on the beach. The
girl was horny all right.

Ellen was impatient. She didn't want to get Ricky mad, but she
knew that she had to get home as fast as she could. She had never
stayed out the whole night before, and she didn't want her father
to have a fit. Her father was a mean man, and he didn't like the
idea of his daughter tramping around. Ellen shuddered to think of
what he would say to Ricky, if he had any notion whatsoever of
what they had done on the beach.

Ricky lazily pulled on his Jeans, then slid into the front seat
of the car. He pulled the key out of his pocket, and twisted it
in the ignition. The car growled a little, but it didn't start.

CHAPTER SIX

Ricky was disgusted. He got out of the car and slammed open the
hood to see if there was a wire loose or something. He really
didn't know too much about cars, and after he had puzzled over it
a bit, he closed the hood in disgust.

He got back into the driver's seat and tried key again. This time
there was nothing.

Ellen sat next to Ricky, the thin material blouse barely
concealing her full breasts, were heaving with impatience.

"C'mon, Ricky, I gotta get home. My father's gonna kill me if we
don't make it back before it gets light out," she pouted.

"There's nothing I can do. The goddamn car won't start. I think
the battery must be dead or something. I don't know what the fuck
we can do. If you want to try it, we can hitchhike back or
something. I think I'll have to get it towed or something like
that," he spat out in disgust.

Ellen was a little nervous about having to hitch home. She was
dressed in a really skimpy little outfit, and she knew that men
often gave her lewd glances when she was dressed like this. But
she knew that Ricky was with her, so she felt a little safer.

"Are you sure it's okay to hitch?" she asked.

"Sure, I'm not worried," he said proudly. He was sure that he
could take care of himself all right.

He and Ellen started off down the road, leaving the car locked
near the beach.

Ricky was dressed in his jeans, but Ellen was almost indecently
exposed in her short skirt. She had no panties on, and she had to
hold her skirt down to conceal her bushy little twat.

Ricky grinned and put his hand underneath her skirt, feeling the
crack of her ass with his index finger. He wiggled it around,
allowing it to almost penetrate her tight asshole.

"Ricky, stop!" she squealed, backing off.

"Aw, don't worry, who's gonna see?" he retorted, smiling.

They were indeed alone on the long stretch of highway. Nobody
would be out so early in the morning. She and Ricky were the only
ones on the road.

Just then a car appeared in the distance. As it rumbled closer,
Ricky could see that it was a late-model Jeep, but one that had
been pretty banged up. He figured that it must be a bunch of
fishermen, coming back from a night of surfcasting.

Ricky stood in the middle of the road and waved his arms. The
Jeep kept coming, as if the driver didn't see the hitchhiker
standing in the middle of the road.

Ricky dove to the side of the road as the Jeep went past them,
but then the driver caught sight of Ellen, with her skirt blowing
up around her creamy thighs. The car screeched to a halt, and a
man jumped out.

The man was about six feet tall, and he wavered as if he were
drunk. He was holding a can of beer in his hand. He was wearing a
red flannel shirt, and a pair of shorts.

Ricky ran over to him.

"We're stuck, mister. My car broke down. Could you give us a lift
to -" he began to explain.

The tall man swung his fist and gave Ricky a punch to the jaw.
Ricky sprawled onto the side of the road. The stunned youth
twitched and shuddered, knocked out cold by the unexpected blow.

Ellen began to scream, but the man grabbed her around the waist
and put another hand around her neck.

"Shut up, bitch, or I'll break your back," he snarled.

Ellen kicked with her legs, but the man only. laughed, moving his
hands down the front of her shirt and squeezing her huge tits
painfully. He pushed his hand lower, reaching for her cunt. Ellen
tried to squirm out of the way, but the man only increased his
stranglehold on her neck. When his hand made contact with her
cunt, he started to laugh.

"Ha! This little tramp made it easy! She ain't got on no
panties!" he yelled.

Hearing this important bit of information, another man jumped out
of the Jeep.

The second man was even larger than the first, and he was
completely naked. He was drunker than a pig. Ellen squealed in
panic, but there was I nothing she could do to get away.

"A right fine little spring chicken," said the man, giving her
fit a terrible pinch. "I think we oughta take her home and give
her a little plucking."

Ellen started to cry. The men looked at her in a lewd manner, and
began to talk in the filthiest language she had ever heard. They
discussed what they were going to do with her tits, cunt and
mouth, as if she were a whore. Ellen shuddered. They were both
drunk, and they seemed half-crazy. She peered into the Jeep to
see if there were any more of them, but she was sorry that she
did.

The Jeep was full- of guns, dirty clothes and sacks. She realized
that these men were really dangerous.

"I want to take her, but what about the bimbo?" said the taller
man.

"You mean the jerk that was with her?"

"Yeah."

"Tie him up. Throw him in the back of the Jeep and we'll use him
for a butler."

The men started to laugh obscenely. The tall one went to the Jeep
and got a long piece of rope. He went up to Ricky, who was still
passed out, and tied him so tight that his fingers started to
turn blue. Ricky groaned and woke up just as he was being hoisted
into the Jeep.

"Hey, what the -" he yelled.

"Shut up, punk," said the man, slapping him in the face.

"Hey!" yelled Ricky, kicking his legs.

The man simply punched him in the face again, and Ricky was quick
to shut his mouth. Besides, he was tied so tight that he couldn't
even hope to get away.

Meanwhile, the other guy had Ellen by the hair, and he was
stripping her clothes off. He couldn't believe he had caught such
a hot one. As he ripped the clothes from her body, her huge fits
broke free and bobbled unrestrained.

Another car appeared on the horizon, and the men quickly threw
the two teens into the back of the Jeep, and began to speed off
into the shrubbery and dunes by the side of the road. Ellen was
too afraid to jump. The car was going too fast and she was afraid
of getting killed.

"What are we going to do, Barth?" asked the taller man.

The shorter man paused to reflect. He threw his beer can-out the
window.

"Well, sooner or later they're going to discover we stole this
car. Then these two brats are gonna turn up missing. I think we
oughta get the hell out of here fast, Arthur," he said.

"Where to?"

"Do you remember that abandoned house up near Pearl River, in New
Hampshire?
Nobody's been there for years. Let's drive up there and hole up
for a while,"

Barth suggested.

"Naw, I don't think that's too smart. I think we oughta stay
closer to home. I we risk a long drive, someone will recognize
this car and stop us. I think we oughta just go to the city, and
stay with my cousin Martin."

"Martin!" Barth exclaimed.

"Yeah, I bet you forgot all about him. Well, he's alive and
kicking. He'd be happy, to see us, especially if we bring him
this little bitch to muse over,"
said Arthur.

Both of the men began to cackle obscenely. Barth turned around
and grabbed Ellen by the hair, and pulled her up to the front
seat. Ricky was still tied in the back of the Jeep.

"What can you do, cunt?" asked Arthur.

The burly man had one of her strawberry nipples between his
fingers, and he was rolling it around in a circle. He squeezed
fighter until Ellen answered him.

She yelped in pain.

"I don't know what you mean!" she sobbed, tears in her eyes.

"I mean what I mean. You'd better be plenty good for something,
or we might just have to break your little neck," Arthur said.

With horror, Ellen looked at the lap of the naked man and noticed
his.
monstrous, swollen, gnarled cock. It was a stiff as a board and a
good ten inches long. She could see the tip pulse and throb as
the blood beat through it. She felt a hand grip her on the back
of her neck, and with horror, she felt her head being pushed
forward toward the ugly, stiff cock.

She tried to push up, but the hand was stronger, and her head
came closer and closer to the shaking cock. Her long hair fell
down around her face, and the curls licked the massive dick and
spilled onto Arthur's thighs. Both of the men were smiling and
grunting. Ricky thrashed about in the back of the Jeep, helpless
and hog-tied.

"Can you suck, bitch?" sneered Barth. His hand was already
snaking down her back, headed for her tight little asshole. Ellen
squealed in fear and panic, but there was nothing she could do.

Barth spit on his middle finger, and with a brutal jab, stuck the
finger all of the way up Ellen's ass!
She yelped in pain. As soon as she had opened her mouth, Arthur
pushed her head down onto his cock, and the inflamed organ worked
its way all of the way down her gullet. She began to choke and
retch, but the cock was held deep in her throat.

"C'mon, cunt, suck!" Arthur ordered.

"MMMMMPPHH!" gagged Ellen, her mouth full of the hot cock.

The cock was so hot that it seemed to burn her mouth. The finger
in her ass was jabbed painfully in and out. Her poor little
asshole was raw and tender, and she couldn't breathe because of
the mouthful of hard cock.

Just as she was about to cry, out, Arthur grabbed her hair and
lifted her head up. He pumped her head back and forth over his
huge cock, choking her. He mumbled and rolled his eyes in
pleasure as Ellen retched in a panic.

He was fucking her head with his cock, using her tender mouth as
a tool to milk his obscene cock. His eyes were gleaming. At the
same time, the finger in her ass was plunging in and out
painfully.

Ellen's moaning and twisting only seemed to excite the men even
more. The vibrations of her muffled protests seemed to intensify
the pleasure for the man fucking her mouth.

She had the impulse to bite down on the intruding cock, but she
knew that the men might kill her if she tried anything funny. She
decided to relax and mouth him the way he liked it. Perhaps if
she humored them, they would let her and Ricky go, she thought.

She began to suck on the cock nicely, trying to give the man
pleasure the way she had learned to do in her short career as a
cocksucker. Arthur immediately picked this up, and he eased his
cock deeper into her willing throat.

"Ahhhhh, that's the way, whore. I see you really know how to suck
cock after all. It's a good thing you decided to play nice, or we
might have had to knock all your pretty little teeth out," he
warned her.

Ellen sucked furiously. She was milking him now, expecting the
flood of salty jism to coat her lips at any second. The cock was
getting even harder than it was before, and it filled up her
entire mouth. The man pushed it deep into her gullet. Ellen
stifled -the urge to vomit. She had to hold it in. She had to
humor these madmen, because there was no telling what they might
do. Ellen figured they must be escaped convicts or something. But
she didn't have much time to think about it. The enormous cock
was pounding down her throat, reaching for the back of her
gullet. She felt the hands stiffen on the side of her head, and
then they held her firmly in place.

"I'm gonna cum, slut. I'm cumming! You better not waste a drop or
I'll make you lick it up off the floor! UMMMM!!" he groaned.

The cock throbbed and Ellen began to bob her head up and down as
fast as she could. She kept her lips squeezed tightly around the
head of the cock, not wanting to let even a drop of the bubbly
cum drip from between her lips. She didn't know how much jism was
going to flow from her captor's cock, but she braced herself for
the worst.

The cock started to throb almost out of control, and Ellen was
forced to hold onto it with both hands. She felt the first hot
jet of cum shoot out of the cock and hit the back of her mouth.
Then spurt after spurt of boiling hot jism spewed out of the
massive dick, filling her mouth and making her choke.

She gagged a little, and some of the sperm worked its way- into
her nose as she frantically worked her throat, swallowing and
lapping. It seemed as if he would cum forever, and that gallons
of the starchy-salty liquid was being pumped into her stomach.
She swallowed in peat gulps.

Ellen had to fight back the overpowering urge to vomit. Arthur
gripped her head even more tightly, and made sure that she
finished gobbling up every last bit of cum. He had a lewd grin on
his face, and he was turning a deep red.

When he was satisfied with her blow-job, he flung her back
rudely. Ellen moaned in horror as the cum smeared her face. She
wanted to wipe it off, but she was afraid to make a move.

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Not bad for a fucking beginner,"

"Now me," said Barth.

The ugly man still had his finger deep inside Ellen's wriggling
little asshole.

The finger was rough, and she twisted in agony. She was afraid to
lift her head, so all she got was the sight of his pulsing cock.

"No, please, I feel sick-" she started to complain, but before
she could say another word the man had lifted her up with his
imbedded finger, making her head fall forward onto his dripping
cock.

Ellen's jaws ached from the sucking she had just been forced to
perform, but now there was another massive dick in her mouth. The
second cock was even bigger than the first, and she was choking
on it She made sure she kept her mouth open wide and didn't bite.

Barth seemed even more horny than Arthur. His cock pulsed and
throbbed, and she could feel the heat burn the inside of her
mouth.

He moved his cock with his hips, and he swung his big body back
and forth, fucking her tight little mouth as if it were a cunt.
Arthur just sat and grinned, enjoying the spectacle of the
helpless teenager being forced to eat cock.

Her rosy-red lips encased the meat tube, and her foamy saliva
frothed as she worked on the cock. He pushed his dick so far down
her throat that it seemed to reach her stomach.

He wasted no time in having his orgasm. He gave a low grunt, and
then a massive load of hot cum poured out of his dick and filled
Ellen's mouth. The man came and came, and there seemed to be no
end to the flood of hot cum pouring down her throat. This load of
sperm was even more vile-tasting than the first. It burned her
throat as she frantically swallowed to get it all down.

"AHHHH!" he said loudly. Then he picked the girl up by her hair
and threw her to the floor of the car.

Barth grinned and looked at his partner.

"Not bad at all," he said.

"A natural. That little cunt really knows how to suck cock."

"I don't think we ought to dump her too quick," said Arthur.
"Having a little cunt like that around to suck our cocks could
prove somewhat amusing."

Ellen, sprawled nude on the dirty floor of the car, was in tears.
Her throat burned from the men's jism, and little flecks of the
horrible stuff dripped out of her nose. She was now positive that
these two men were dangerous lunatics.

She wished she could get Ricky's help, but he was still tied
helpless in the back of the car.

The two men finished their conference. It was decided that Ellen
and Ricky would be taken to the city, and placed in the car of
the man named Martin.

Ellen was terrified at this prospect, but before she could
realize what was going on, she had been picked up and dumped into
the back of the Jeep with her boyfriend. The two nude teenagers
were tied together in a sixty-nine position, helplessly bound by
thick itchy ropes.

Ellen's mouth was right on top of Ricky's shriveled cock, and his
mouth was jammed into the warm and dripping gash of Ellen's cunt.
Ellen was horrified to discover that the ordeal had actually
gotten her sexually aroused. She tried to block the episode from.
her mind. She could not bear the thought that her brutal oral
rape had turned her on.

Ellen wanted to talk to Ricky, but she found that she could not
move her lips without allowing their moist softness to graze
Ricky's imprisoned dick. And Ricky could hot say anything without
his lips caressing Ellen's cunt.

Ellen decided that she had to communicate with Ricky, even at the
risk of arousing him. The two brutal kidnapers had already
started the car, and she could feel it speeding down the highway.

Ricky's cock felt hard and warm against her lips. He had gotten
terribly excited by the feel of her mouth, even though he was
scared. She began to talk, all the while involuntarily blowing
her teenage lover.

"Ricky," she whispered, her lips grazing his cock-head.

"I can hear you, Ellen," he whispered, his mouth full of warm
pussy.

"We have to get the hell out of here," she moaned.

"I know. Maybe I can bite through these ropes."

"Quiet. Maybe they can hear you," she said.

Ricky's cock was now hard and long. The thick purple head of his
dick had entered her mouth, and it was getting harder and harder
for her to talk.

The juice in her cunt were also beginning to flow. Ricky had to
lap the pussy juice off his chin in order to talk properly.

"Where are they taking us?" he asked, his face full of pussy.

"They said something about going to the city. I think they want
to get rid of you," she said.

"I'm really scared. They seem like a pair of cons or something,"
he said.

In spite of his fear, he could feel his cock entering her warm
mouth. Ellen still had to gulp in tremendous amounts of air, and
the action of her mouth was heating up the blood of the bound
young stud. Without thinking, Ricky began to move his hips back
and forth. The warm heat made his cock pulse and throb.

Ellen knew that Ricky couldn't help himself. He was ashamed of
the way he was acting, but the purely physical reaction of cock
in mouth was having its effect on the helpless young man.

Ellen was almost disgusted. She had just been forced to blow two
strange men, and now there was another cock in her mouth, the
cock of her supposed protector. She wanted to bite on it, just to
make him stop, but before she could, Ricky began to cream right
in her mouth. He shut his eyes and began to lap on her pussy,
sucking the tasty juice pouring from the hot little gash.

"ARRRGGHH!" he moaned.

Spurt after spurt of cum gushed into Ellen's mouth, and she shut
her eyes and moaned to herself. She made no attempt to swallow,
and she allowed the white juice to drip out of her open mouth,
even as Ricky pushed against her to increase his own perverse
pleasure.

There was no way to hide the sound of the intense lust in the
back of the Jeep.

Barth turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of the
rampant dick, shooting its load deep into the throat of the young
girl.

"What the fuck is going on back there?" he said. He poked his
partner in the ribs. "Hey, Arthur, stop the car! That little
bitch can't get enough dick! Now she's blowing the little
asshole!" he exclaimed.

The car ground to a halt, and the two men looked at the sordid
scene. Ricky had his eyes closed, and was still thrusting his
cock into his girlfriend's throat.

His face was buried in her twat.

The two men smiled at each other, enjoying the sight of their
captive little cocksucker.

Ellen was now completely disgusted. She felt betrayed by
everyone. Ricky had proved to be a little bastard. Instead of
helping her out, he had cum in her mouth, the same as her brutal
captors. The tears began to well out of her eyes.

She no longer gave a shit about Ricky, or anything else. As far
as she was concerned, he was just another bastard.

Barth leaned over and grabbed Ricky by the hair, and glared at
him.

"Did you see the plate number of our Jeep, asshole?" Barth asked.

"No," answered the nearly delirious teenager.

"Lucky for you, asshole," said Barth. The man brought his fist
back and let Ricky have a powerhouse punch to the face. The blow
put Ricky out like a light.

Then Barth took a huge knife from the glove compartment and
slicked the ropes that bound the boy.

Arthur gave Barth a hand. They picked up the unconscious boy and
threw him out of the Jeep. He landed with a sickening thud on the
grassy knoll, at the side of the highway.

"That ought to hold the little bastard," said Barth.

"Do you think he got our plate number?" asked Arthur.

"Now. And the way he acted he won't even remember the way we
looked. I don't think we'll have to worry about him at all," he
added.

Ellen still lay in the back of the car, bound, nude and helpless.
She was actually glad that they had gotten rid of Ricky. He had
turned out to be no good after all. He was just as bad as the
rest of them.

She looked at the two men defiantly. Barth was the first to
speak.

"You see, girlie, even your best friend turned out to be a slob.
That's a lesson you'll soon learn. Everybody's rotten. You just
can't trust anybody at all. If you're smart, you'll come along
with us like a good girl, and not cause any trouble," he
concluded.

Ellen thought about this whole mess. She was sure that she did
not want to go back home. She felt like she had been betrayed.
She would show all those bastards. She'd teach her father a good
lesson too. She decided she would go along with the two men, and
do anything they wanted her to do. She'd get back at everyone.

The very idea of being the sexual slave of these two powerful men
made her pussy hot. Here was a chance to get all the sex she
wanted, and have a wild escapade as well. She made up her mind,
then and there that she would willingly submit to any man that
wanted her.

"All right, I'll go," she said to the two men. "You can do
anything you want to me. I want you to."

"That's a smart girlie," said Barth. He took his knife and leaned
into the back of the car, and cut the ropes that bound the nude
girl.

"Remember, no tricks, or we'll have to cut up your pretty face a
little bit,"
he reminded her.

"Oh, no tricks, I'll be a good girl, I promise," she whined.

"That's a smart girl," he repeated.

Ellen jumped up into the front seat, and snuggled against the two
men. She could see that they were already getting excited again,
and she liked the sight of their good, hard dicks. She reached
out and touched Arthur in the crotch. He responded with a grunt
of pleasure.

"You're going to make a fine little piece of tail," he said.

"I'll try," giggled Ellen.

She felt free and proud. Nobody was ever going to tell her what
to do again.

She was going to be an outlaw, and fuck and suck and do what she
pleased. Her stupid old father could just go fuck himself and his
curfew, she decided.

Barth was looking at the young girl and drooling. She had a tan,
ripe body, and the very sight of her made his cock as hard as a
rock. He couldn't wait to jam his dick back into her moist mouth.

Ellen wriggled with pleasure. She enjoyed the feel of being nude
in the front seat of a car with a couple of tough men. She would
let them do anything they wanted to her, anything at all. She
felt like a harem girl, and the idea of being a slave had always
excited her.

"I like the way you look, bitch," said Barth. "I think I'll just
keep you naked as long as I own you."

Own her, thought Ellen. The words sounded funny. She was going to
be owned by a powerful man. She felt shivers travel up and down
her spine, and she felt the moisture gathering inside her hot
little cunt.

Barth had another bright idea. He rummaged through the glove
compartment for a few minutes, as if he were looking for
something. He threw out a box of Kleenex, an old scumbag, a roll
of toilet paper, and then he grinned when he found what he was
looking for. He held it up for Arthur to see. It was a dog
collar, the choker-chain type.

Ellen did not realize what he was up to for a moment, but then
she caught on.

Barth slipped the chain around her neck, and he giggled as he
examined her.

"You're mine, slut," he said. "Say 'yes, master'," he ordered.

"Yes, master," repeated Ellen, the words sounding funny in her
ears. The chain felt cool and slippery, and she was happy that
Barth was paying her so much attention. She felt as if she were
really worth something now. She loved being owned, she decided.

"Next week, I'll get a little tattoo for your rump," he told her.

Ellen shivered. It felt funny to hear him talk like that. He was
going to takeover her life completely, and she was going to let
him. She shook her full tits, feeling the metal chain click on
her body as she did. It felt good. She felt like a totally sexual
creature, something she had never felt before. She was going to
accept whatever they did totally, and she was going to give them
no argument.

Both men were looking at her obscenely, and she could tell that
their cocks were full and hard. She wasn't in the least bit
ashamed. In fact, she was proud of the way she had them
captivated. She was happy that they lusted after her.
full warm body.

This was not the first time she had been ogled by men, but this
time she knew that she must be available to them if they wanted
her. It seemed as if something had snapped inside her, and she
was willing to happily submit to her captivity.

She decided to examine her two captors. She still didn't really
know what sort of men they were. She knew they were dangerous,
but she didn't think they would harm her as long as she satisfied
them sexually.

Both men looked like hardened ex-cons. They were unshaven, and
they carried themselves in the suspicious, reptilian fashion of
men who were constantly on the alert for danger. She noticed they
were always looking out the window, keeping one eye alert for the
possible approach of the police.

"What did you do?" she asked, batting her lashes."

"What the hell do you mean, cunt?" replied Barth.

"I mean why are you running away with all these guns? You must
have done something wrong," she said.

"I think you ask too many questions, bitch. You better shut up or
you'll end up just like your friend. I'll tie you up and throw
you in those bushes so fast you won't know what hit you," Barth
said with an air of menace.

Ellen decided that she had better shut up. There would be plenty
of time to answer questions later, and then she would find out
everything that they were keeping secret.

Arthur, who was driving, pulled on the dog collar that was around
her neck, and she fell face forwards onto his exposed cock. With
a reflex action, she opened her mouth and began to suck on it
hungrily.

Arthur moaned with pleasure. He patted the sucking little cunt on
the head.

"Eat cock, cunt. Eat it. What did I tell you, Barth? This one's a
real cocksucker," he said.

Ellen didn't answer. She felt exhilarated. Here she was, with a
tremendous mouthful of hard dick, a chain around her neck, and
speeding down the highway at ninety miles per hour. The erotic,
excitement was just too intense for her to bear. She wanted to
squeal with joy, but the fat cock in her mouth kept her quiet.

Arthur came quickly, and she gobbled up the sperm. She was used
to the taste by now. She liked the sound of that word in her
ears. Cocksucker. She was a real cocksucker now, and she was as
pleased as hell with herself. She wished she could go on eating
cock forever.

She sat up straight, and looked at the landscape. They had
crossed over a bridge, and now they were heading north on a New
England highway. The signs were getting unfamiliar, and then
Arthur turned the car around and began to take a back road
somewhere. They stopped in the middle of a dirt road, miles from
the main highway. There was a little shack by the side of the
road. It looked like one of those things that hunters used to
stay.

The two men got out of the car, and Barth dragged Ellen out by
the leash around her neck. She started to walk after them, but
suddenly she felt a hard blow on the firm cheeks of her young
ass. 95 "OWWWW!" she wailed. "Shut up," said Barth.

"What did you kick me for?" she complained.

"On all fours," he said. "I want you on all fours. You don't
stand on your feet unless I tell you to. You're our slave now,
cunt, and you had better do everything I tell you to, or else."

"Yessir, I'm sorry," she said. Even through her humiliation, she
felt intense excitement. She could feel the juices in her pussy
start to flow. She fell quickly to her knees.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Leashed and collared like an animal, Ellen was led into the
hunter's shack.

The shack was a miserly affair. It didn't even have running water
Or electricity, but it was furnished with comfortable chairs and
rugs. There was a wood-burning stove. Barth and Arthur made
themselves comfortable on the sofa, and then Barth held out his
feet to Ellen, who was kneeling on the floor.

"Take these off, pig, and rub my feet," he told her.

The nude girl leaped to her command. She sat in front of the man
and pulled off his shoes. Then she sat on her haunches, and
leaned forward, her hands on his thighs. She licked her lips, and
smiled.

"What else, sir?" she said, happy as a little girl with a new
doll.

"See if there's anything in the kitchen. I'm fucking hungry," he
said.

"Yessir," said Ellen.

Barth looked at Arthur, and smiled.

"This ain't too bad. This little cunt seems to want to do
anything we say. I don't even think she's going to try to get
away. I think she must be a little nuts. Why on earth would she
enjoy being ordered around by us? I was really just going to
scare the hell out of her, and let her go, but now I think I will
keep the little cunt," he mused.

"That's not a bad idea. Actually, I think we ought to take her to
the city with us. Martin will be none too pleased to see us, but
if we have this little piece of gash with us, he might be more
kindly about the matter, and let us stay until the heat's off.
She'll suck his cock all day, and he'll be as happy as a pig in
slut".

"That's a good idea. I didn't even think of that.

Why don't we stay in this fucking cabin for a couple of days,
then we'll drive into the city?"

"Okay," agreed Arthur. "While we're here, can have our fill of
the little cunt."

"Do you think they'll find us in this flicking cabin?" Barth
asked.

"No chance."

At that moment, Ellen walked back into the room. She was carrying
a tray full of food in her arms, at about the same level as her
ample breasts. The tits spilled over onto the tray, as if they
were two huge apples.

"What did you bring, bitch?" asked Barth.

"There wasn't much in the kitchen," apologized Ellen." There were
a few warm cans of beer, and some canned food. I brought some
potato chips too," she said.

Barth gave her a playful swat on her ass.

"Not bad. Now squat down between my legs and I'll feed you," he
said.

Ellen did as she was told right away. The two men guzzled down
the beer. Ellen opened her mouth, licking her red lips and making
them look lush and moist.

Barth slowly fed her some food, taking his time and allowing her
to suck his finger.

Barth was pleased at the way that she was behaving, and he
allowed her to suck on his fingers for a little while. All this
time, his cock was getting harder and harder, and Ellen watched
it with increasing desire. She realized that she was acting like
a little slut, but the thought only made her want cock even more.

Barth pushed another morsel of food into her mouth, and she
gobbled it eagerly, swallowing It with her eyes dosed, and then
opening her mouth for a little more. She felt like a little house
pet.

Arthur watched the scene with increasing lust, and he unzipped
the fly of his pants and exposed his huge cock. Ellen saw it out
of the corner of her eye, and she licked her lips with pleasure.

"You like that cock, don't you slut?" asked Barth, winking at
Arthur.

"UMMMM," answered Ellen.

"Look at that, she really does like cock. I think we lucked out
on a crazy one.

This one really is a natural cocksucker," Arthur said.

Barth looked at Ellen, a little surprised.

"What's the story with you bitch? Are you playing some kind of
game with us?
Here we beat the hell out of your friend, then we force you to
blow us, and here you are acting like our little slave. What's
the deal?" he asked, puzzled.

Ellen only looked down at the ground and blushed. She didn't
really know how to answer. Barth looked at Arthur and smiled.

"Do you know what I think?"

"No, what?" Arthur answered.

"I think this little cunt is nuts. I think she likes to be
treated like shit. I read about bitches like this, and I know all
about them. They're all off their rockers. The worse we treat
this cunt, the more she'll like us."

He gave Ellen a terrible kick in the ass that sent her sprawling
to the floor.

Ellen writhed in agony, but she lifted herself up and squirmed
once again into Barth's crotch.

"See? The little cunt. likes to be treated like this. All we have
to do is treat her like shit, and she'll do what we like."

Arthur beamed with approval at this idea. He thought he'd like to
try it out.
for himself. He held his stiff cock in his fist, and waved it in
the air.

"Come here, you little pig. Get over here and suck my dick, or
I'll make you eat shit," he ordered.

As if in a trance, Ellen crawled over to the man and opened her
mouth wide. She licked her lush lips, and let her tongue curl
around the huge purple tip of the stiff cock. Arthur moaned in
pleasure.

Ellen darted her tongue around the huge glans of the cock like a
cat, licking the clear drop of cum from the tip. She swallowed,
then opened her -hot mouth wide and practically inhaled all seven
inches of the thick meaty dick. Arthur put out his hands and held
onto her ears, pulling her head onto his throbbing cock, almost
choking the excited girl.

"Suck me! Suck me harder!" he said.

Ellen redoubled her cocksucking efforts. She sucked like a mad
woman, trying to force the hot cum from Arthur's balls. Arthur
was trembling like a leaf, bouncing up and down, his eyes beaming
with lust.

Ellen was panting as the saliva dripped out of her mouth and onto
the floor.

Meanwhile, Barth was not bored. There was no way he was going to
watch this cocksucking action without getting in on it. He lifted
the naked ass of the sucking little vixen, then he spread the hot
red lips of her cunt with his grimy fingers. He spit on his hand,
then rubbed the saliva all over the head of his shaking cock.

He reared back, then thrust forward and jammed his cock into her
fresh young twat. The girl squealed with a mingled sensation of
intense pain and pleasure.

Sure, she had been fucked before, fucked well in fact, but this
was the first time that a real man had jammed the entire length
of his hot throbber into her little honey-pot.

"Unnngh!!" screamed Ellen. She was moaning and shaking in lustful
pleasure. The big fat hot cock in her mouth was almost choking
her, but she managed to hold the whole thing in her mouth.

She shimmied her ass, making sure all of Barth's cock jammed
right up her tube.

She loved the feeling of being full at both ends, and she felt
just like the hot, naughty little slut she was.

Barth grabbed onto her hips, and used his cock like a battering
ram, forcing it in and out of her little cunt.

"Like it whore?" he huffed.

"Unngh! !" was all that Ellen could say with her mouth jammed
full of hot cock.

The cock in her cunt was up to the hilt, and it was being jammed
in and out with a steady beat. She closed her eyes and gritted
her teeth with the pleasure.

Arthur had his eyes closed, and he was huffing in pleasure. The
little slut was sucking him like there was no tomorrow He bucked
his hips and began to fuck her mouth as if it were a cunt.

"Suck me!" he moaned.

Barth had his cock buried in her cunt, and he knew he couldn't
hold back his orgasm. He began to shudder, and, then the cum
began to shoot out of lift cock in hot jets. Ellen could feel the
jism hit her womb, and she let the cock in her mouth slide all
the way into the back of her gullet. She couldn't stand it any
more. She began to spasm with the pleasure of her own orgasm.

Two cocks at once! This was something she had never dreamed of.

Even as she shuddered and moaned, the two cocks were pouring hot
jism right into her cunt and mouth. She gulped as fast as she
could, and foamy sperm bubbled around her mouth. At the same
time, her twitching little pussy was filled with hot cum, and her
sweating thighs were coated with the frothy substance.

The two men pulled their cocks from the girl at the same time,
and she fell to the floor in a heap.

She clutched at the legs of the two men, and they smiled and
kicked her away.

"That's all for now, cunt," said Barth.

"Yeah, get the hell in the shower and wash yourself off. You
stink to high heaven," added Arthur.

"Yessir," said Ellen.

She picked up her hot little body and went to the bathroom of the
cabin. There was no shower, but there was a water tank above her
head, with a string attached to it. She pulled on the string, and
she was drenched with icy water.

She shivered, but she did as she was told, washing all the jism
off her body.

She wrapped herself in an old towel, and went back to the men,
the dog collar still around her neck.

The obscene trio spent the night in the cabin, and the next
morning they all piled into the Jeep and drove toward the city.

The plan was to stay with' Cousin Martin, and keep Ellen as a
house pet. Ellen wondered for a moment what had happened to
Ricky, but the excitement soon made her forget all about him.

When they neared the city, Barth and Arthur ditched the car by
the side of the road. Ellen had assumed that it was stolen. They
allowed Ellen to wear some normal clothing.

Ellen still looked sexy, though. She was wearing a blouse and a
pair of tight hip hugger jeans. She still had the choke collar
around her neck, but it was hidden by the blouse.

The three boarded a bus, and they took seats in the back. In an
hour they arrived at the apartment of Cousin Martin.

Cousin Martin was an evil-looking little man. He was slightly
fat, and he wore a tight nylon shirt and a necktie. He was
wearing a tight pair of leather pants, and a pair of pointy
shoes.

He smiled when he saw Barth and Arthur, but he did not seem too
pleased to see them. However, as soon as he saw Ellen, his eyes
nearly popped out of his head.

"Shit! Where did you bastards pick up this little piece of
talent?" he asked in amazement. He darted out his hand and closed
it over one of Ellen's ample tits.

"We brought her for you, ya shit," said Barth. "In return for
letting us stay here awhile. We're in a little trouble with the
law," he explained.

"No kidding, buddy, I heard all about it. All right. I get free
use of the bitch here, and you can stay."

"It's a deal," said Barth. He winked at Arthur.

"You're gonna like this bitch," said Arthur. He pulled the collar
out from under her blouse, and snapped on the leash. Then he
grinned obscenely.

"This little whore likes to be treated like shit. Isn't that
right, whore?" he asked.

"Yessir," she answered.

"Tell Martin what you like to do, whore."

"I like to suck cock. I love to do as I'm told," she said
brightly.

Martin grinned. "So, you like doggie training. I like a bitch
that knows her place. I think we're gonna get along just fine,"
he said.

Ellen shivered. Martin looked her up and down, and made her feel
like she was naked. She thought he was going to ask her to strip,
but he just ran his hands up and down her body as she shivered in
anticipation. She wondered what was going to happen to her.

The older man seemed a bit repulsive to her, but she remembered
that she was there to do as she was told. It was almost as if she
were in a trance, and she was being forced to obey all commands.

Martin licked his lips.

"Get lost, boys," he said to Barth and Arthur.

"Sure thing, chief," said Barth.

The two men strolled out of the room. They went to the other part
of the luxurious apartment, turned up the TV, lit cigars, and
giggled. Martin shut the door, and grabbed the leash around
Ellen's neck. He took one of her huge breasts in his hand and
squeezed it slowly. Ellen shuddered with a sudden spasm of lust.

CHAPTER NINE

Martin looked and smelled repugnant, but his odor and appearance
only seemed to excite Ellen all the more.

To her surprise, Martin brought a silver cigarette case out of a
drawer, and held it out to the tender teenager.

"Have one of these, slut," he said.

Ellen opened the box. Inside were several thinly rolled
cigarettes in pink paper.

"It's Jamaican, idiot. Smoke one. I want you to be a little more
lively."

Ellen took one of the joints out of the case and lit it. Martin
just stood there with his arms crossed and watched her inhale the
sweet smoke. She held out the joint to him, expecting him to take
a puff, but he simply made a face.

"I don't use that shit, honey. It's just for little girls who
ain't horny enough," he told her. "Now smoke it all up, or I'll
smack your sassy little ass."

Ellen sucked in the smoke as fast as she could, until the roach
burned her fingers. She threw the end away, but Martin made her
smoke another one.

The pot was very strong, and she felt stoned by the time she had
finished the whole thing. She was almost on the verge of a
hallucination, and she felt a strong heat centered right in the
middle other cunt.

Martin was glaring at her like a madman. Then he turned on the
stereo and took her in his arms. There was something funny on the
radio. It sounded like real old music.

Martin danced obscenely, and he ground his knee right into her
crotch. The odor of the man was terrible, and he grinned and
breathed his vile breath right into her mouth. Ellen was almost
swept off her feet.

Martin reached down and pulled the blouse from her chest, leaving
her full breasts naked and bouncing. He leaned forward and ground
his pelvis into hers.

"Feel what I got cooking for you baby? Feel that big chunk of
meat?"

She really didn't understand what he was trying to say, but then
her head cleared for a moment, and she could feel the hard,
bulging cock burning against her cunt.

"It feels nice," she said in a low voice.

"How nice?"

"I like it. It feels big and warm."

"How would you like that cock, slut? How would you like that cock
in your mouth, or your ass, or your twat?" he said. He was
turning red, and beads of sweat were dribbling down his face.

"Ummmm," groaned Ellen.

"You're going to get all of it, tramp. I'm gonna fill you so full
of dick you're gonna faint," he said, grinding his hard dick
against her cunt.

Still holding her tight, he danced her over to a red couch on the
side of the room. The music was still blaring, and she was in a
haze of drugs and excitement.

He pushed her to the couch, and then he sat down next to her. She
was naked to the waist. She still had on her tight blue jeans.
Martin reached out and placed a meaty forefinger directly on her
cunt. Then he ran his finger up and down the cloth-covered slit.
Ellen squealed, then pushed hard against the finger.

"00000," she moaned.

"Like it, cunt?" he asked.

"Yes. I'm so ashamed, but I can't help it. I love everything
that's happening to me."

"A real little doggie, all right," he said with a leer.

"Please, harder," she moaned.

"Martin's got something for you, you ain't gonna forget," he
said. He took her hand and placed it on his fly.

"0pen that up and take your surprise," he said.

Ellen pulled down the fly, and the bulging, rock-hard cock leaped
out of the fly. The cock was warty and thick, at least as thick
as her wrist. She put her hand down and grasped it, amazed at its
size and hardness. Her eyes almost bulged out of her head as she
stared at it. Her first impulse was to duck her head down and
suck the cock, but she restrained herself.

Martin took both of her hands and placed them on his cock.

"I'll bet you never saw such a big cock before, baby. I'll bet
you want to suck it, don't you?" he asked.

The big cock throbbed and pulsed in her hands, like it had a life
of its own.

It was indeed the biggest and thickest cock she had ever seers.
She thought to herself that it might split her apart if he tried
to jam it between her legs.

"I'll bet you like such a big, thick, hot cock," he said huskily.

Ellen didn't say anything, but she began to massage the dick up
and down in a purely reflex action. Martin smiled as he watched
her toy with his cock.

She was not really doing it right, so Martin, had to reach down
and show her how to knead his cock. He showed her exactly how he
liked to be jacked off, and she was a very willing pupil.

A thick clear drop of juice formed on the tip of Martin's huge
cock. The friction and the masturbatory motions were taking their
toll on Martin's glands.

"Lick that juice up. Don't waste any," he commanded.

Ellen ducked her head down and touched her tongue to the drop of
wet fluid. She ran her tongue all around the head of the cock,
and cleaned it right up. It had a delicious tangy taste, even
better than Barth's. She marveled at how such an ugly-looking
cock could produce such tasty secretions. It was steamy and
luscious, and she began to hunger for more.

Without having to be ordered again, Ellen opened her mouth wide
and enveloped the huge prick. It stretched her mouth to the
limit, and it made her choke with mixed pleasure and pain. Then
she really began to suck, having adjusted herself to its size.
She stroked up and down the enormous shaft at the same time.

Martin leaned back, his mouth open, his eyes closed, and his face
twitching with lust. He grabbed the girl by the head, and made a
series of grunting noises.

Suddenly, he had a spasm of u controllable lust, and he pushed
his hips toward her. He jammed his cock all of the way into her
mouth. It was a very tight fit, and he could hear Ellen gagging.
He thrust again and again, and pushed the cock deeper into her
throat. There was no more room in her mouth for the giant hot
dick. She thought her tongue was going to be forced down her
throat. She made a little noise of fear.

He pulled out just a fraction of an inch, and let her gain her
breath. She was terribly hot and lustful, and she loved the
sensation of being used as a receptacle for this huge throbbing
hunk of man-meat. The clear fluid was pouring out of his cock,
and she greedily gobbled it all up and licked for more.

She took the prick with both bands and shoved it into her mouth
to show she approved. There was a lurch, and a choke, but then
she found the cock all the way down her throat. She couldn't
believe it, but she had swallowed all of that gigantic cock!
She began to beat on his knees with her hands, and she looked up
at him imploringly, as if begging him to cum in her mouth! Her
face was all distorted from that massive mouthful of dick.

She reached around Martin's back and pulled his body closer to
hers.

COCK! A huge cock was jammed into her mouth, and she loved every
inch of it.

Suddenly, without warning, he began to empty his huge load right
into her gullet. She reared back and held the head of the cock in
her mouth. She was careful to keep her lips curled around her
teeth, and she made a tight, wet, artificial cunt for the massive
dick.

"UNNNGGHH!" he moaned.

His fat body was bucking like a bronco. He had his head thrown
back, and Ellen had to be fast to keep her mouth attached to the
big fat dick. Acting almost on impulse, she reached under his
cock and pulled out his big fat hairy balls, and then she milked
them rapidly. She wanted to make sure that every last drop of the
hot cum poured into her eager mouth. She couldn't wait to swallow
every last drop of the tasty stuff.

As soon as all of his cum had been released, Martin fell back in
a heap, a silly grin on his face.

"Where the hell did you learn to suck cock like that, you little
bitch? A bitch like you is worth a fortune," he moaned.

He pulled his cock out of her mouth, but she didn't answer him.
Instead, she rolled his jism around in her mouth. She opened wide
to let him see how much she enjoyed it, and then she slowly
swallowed the delectable fluid.

Just watching her eat his cum made Martin horny all over again.
He looked at Ellen obscenely.

"I'm far from finished, pig. I need a lot more out of you. You
may be pretty good with that little mouth, but I haven't even
sampled your hot little cunt,"
he said.

Ellen looked at him worriedly. Then the man grasped her and
pushed her over on her back. He spread her legs apart and held
her, then he sniffed her crotch as if he were a dog.

"Smells pretty good," he grinned. "I wonder if you taste as good
as you smell?"

He took a tentative lap of her pussy.

"Not bad. That's eating stuff all right," he said.

Martin was a chicken hawk at heart. He liked nothing better than
to slurp up the pussies of young girls, and the younger the
better. Ellen could foci his hot breath on her cunt, and he was
drooling and slobbering like an animal.

"UMMMM," he moaned loudly.

He took his hands and spread the lips of her cunt, and exposed
the little button of her clitoris.

He rubbed the little nubbin with his thumb, then leaned down and
began to lick it slowly.

As Ellen began to feel the tongue tease her, she realized that
she was on the verge of orgasm.

She began to writhe and moan, and she tried to twist out of the
way, since the pleasure was too great.

To her surprise, she found that she was firmly pinned down.
Martin had his full weight on her, and she could not move an
inch.

The sensations in her cunt began to increase rapidly as Martin
lapped her like a puppy. She closed her eyes and let herself be
carried away by the pleasure, and little gasping noises escaped
her throat. The feelings pulsed through her like little stabs of
heat, and she tried to buck her hips upward, only to be forced
back down by the weight of Martin's body. The marijuana she had
smoked only made the feelings more intense, and she felt like she
was being transported out of her body. She heard a nervous
wailing sound, and it took her a little while to realize that the
noises were coming from her own lips.

Martin's sucking mouth was the only thing that mattered to her in
the whole wide world. All her memories of her past seemed to fade
away, and she was enveloped in spasms of heat. She tried to kick
her legs. Martin released her for a moment, and she lifted her
long tan legs and wrapped them around the neck of the powerful
man, and moaned.

Ellen had never thought that such a fat ugly man could be capable
of giving her so much pleasure.

She was shaking in joy, something she had never experienced
before with any of her other lovers. Her muscles were all tensed
and twitching.

She felt like she was dissolving, and that her body was turning
to jelly. She tried to tear at her hair as she jiggled and
jounced around in heat.

Martin cupped her ass in his hands and lifted her hot cunt even
closer to his sucking mouth. The little bitch tasted like warm
musk, and he was hungry for another mouthful of her tasty juice.

In a few moments, she began to cry out and choke in pleasure.
Martin crawled upward, and then he took his hard cock in his
hand, using it to stroke her wet cunt. Martin was once again as
hard as a bull, and he intended to fuck the girl until she
fainted in exhaustion.

He had another idea as well. He took his thick hand and held it
over the open mouth of the young girl. This was a technique he
had learned while he was in the Army. If one held the mouth of a
bitch shut until the point of orgasm, she would be bursting with
pleasure, and have a much more intense release. He wanted to
flick Ellen good and proper.

He fucked Ellen as hard as he could, throwing every ounce of his
weight against her pelvis. Every time the huge cock pounded into
her cunt, Ellen opened her4mouth and tried to moan, but she had
to hold herself in. The friction got more and more intense, and
she shuddered in pure erotic agony.

"I bet you love that, don't you, slut?" he said, not expecting an
answer.

Martin could tell by the jerking of her body that she was about
to cum. He leaned against her, and forced her legs apart with his
legs, spreading the young girl to her limit. She was like a toy
in his hands, and he could throw her around at will.

Then he took her legs and forced them above her head, so that her
cunt was presented to him in all its red, wet glory. He threw
himself against the cunt as hard as he could, and she moaned
helplessly.

Faster and faster he fucked her, until she could stand it no
more. She began to spasm in her heat, and Martin knew it was the
time to let her go. He took his hand off her mouth, and began to
slap Ellen's heaving ass-cheeks.

"Take that!" he screamed.

He beat her ass continuously, and the steady slapping noise grew
louder. Ellen was in terrible pain, but in her lust, she could
not tell the pain from the pleasure.

She opened her mouth wide and began to scream in orgasmic fury,
something she bad never done before in her life.

The top of her head began to shoot off. She felt like she was in
another world.

She was shaking and screaming in pain and pleasure, and she was
trembling uncontrollably. All the while, Martin kept up his
steady fucking beat, working the big cock in and out of her tight
little hole.

CHAPTER TEN

When Ellen regained her senses, she was surrounded by the three
men. Barth, Arthur and Martin were towering above her, grinning.

She started to get up, but then she found to her horror that she
was trussed up like a pig. She started to struggle, but then
realized that she was tied quite, effectively, and she had no way
to escape.

She looked up at the three men. Her body was still glowing from
the effects of her first fuck from Martin, and she really didn't
want to struggle anyway. She was happy to stay the way she was.
Besides, the thrill of being tied only added to her pleasure.

"Martin tells us that you fuck quite nicely," said Barth.

Arthur simply shook his head in approval.

"It was nice," said Ellen dreamily.

"I'm glad you pleased him, `cause that will make it easier on you
in the long run. We decided to let you stay, as our house maid.
How do you like that idea?"

Barth asked.

Ellen didn't even have to think twice. She loved the idea of
being a sex slave.

Her body shuddered at the thought of it. She shook her head
vigorously in affirmation.

"Please, make me your slave. I've never been so excited in my
whole life. I really love all the things you do to me," said
Ellen.

The three men looked at each other in amusement. This little
bitch exceeded all of their expectations. They decided to set the
little-slut to work cooking their dinner. While she was in the
kitchen, the men discussed business.

Martin sat down in his large comfortable chair. He motioned for
Barth and his cousin to sit down, and then he lit his pipe and
smiled.

"Now, boys, suppose you tell me what this is all about. I sure do
appreciate your bringing me this slut and all, but what's the
story? Have you boys gotten yourselves in some kind of a jam?" he
asked.

The two men looked at each other sheepishly, and Arthur scratched
his head. He started to talk, but then he got a case of the
stutters. Barth took up where he left off.

"Well, you see, Martin, Arthur and I have, caused a little
trouble that we can't seem to get out of. I'll tell you the whole
thing. We took these jobs as computer programmers, see, and it
all worked out for a little while. We didn't tell them about our
records or nothing, and they never asked. Well, it turned out
that these computers we were working were handling large amounts
of money and billing accounts. One of our jobs was to find out
who owed what, and feed it into these computers."

Barth looked at Arthur and smiled.

"It didn't take us long to find out that some people who owed
money disappeared, and some that the company owed money to died,
or forgot about it.

So we worked up a little scheme. We changed the account numbers
in the computer, and had all the loose change sent to us. This
worked for a long time, and pretty soon we were feeding imaginary
bills into the works, all payable to our box number. We began to
rake in millions of dollars. It worked like a charm, and nobody
was the wiser for what we were doing."

Martin smiled. "That's very good, boys. But what's the hitch?"

"Well, you see, the company wanted to have an audit," continued
Barth, "so they sent this jerk out to count everything up. He
figured out what was going on, and then he wised up quick. He
called us up to meet him, and he demanded half of the dough, in
return for shutting up."

"That's very interesting," said Martin.

"You bet it is. And we would have given it to him, except for one
problem. We had already spent the money, as fast as we made it.
We just gambled it away, and generally wasted it. We had nothing
to pay him with."

"The son of a bitch," added Arthur.

"So we decided to teach him a lesson about butting in on somebody
else's scam.

We told him to meet us by the docks. When he got there, we
grabbed him and beat the daylights out of him. I think we almost
killed him. We figured that would shut him up."

"That's all very well and fine," said Martin. "You boys are
certainly a fine pair of idiots."

"You bet we were. It turned out that this guy we beat up was well
connected with certain figures in the underworld. These shady
characters started to follow us around, and pretty soon we got
nervous, so we split for the country awhile. Not only. that, but
the company called the cops on us."

"That's terrible," said Martin. He motioned toward the kitchen.

"So how does this little slut fit into the picture? I don't see
where you got her," be said.

"That's simple enough. We were driving around, looking for a
place to hole up, when we saw this little bitch and some little
boyfriend jerk up the side of the road. They were hitchhiking. We
beat the hell out of the bimbo, and threw him on the side of the
road. Then this little bitch began to suck us off like there was
no tomorrow. She really likes to eat cock, I guess. Then we went
up to the cabin. The more we treated her like shit, the better
she seemed to like it.

That's about the whole story. I don't see how it matters, but
here we are. We decided to bring her to you, and stay here for a
little while. We know how much you like the young girls," he
concluded.

Martin sat back in his chair, seemingly immersed in thought. He
was trying to figure out what to do.

Finally, he spoke.

"You are certainly a prize pair of idiots. Not only are you
guilty of embezzling and assault, but of bribery, kidnapping,
rape, possibly murder and probably a whole lot more. Why don't
you think before you do rash things like this?" he asked.

The two men looked at one another dazedly.

"Well, if you put it that way, I guess we really are in a
pickle." said Barth.

"Okay, I'm going to get you out of this, but this is the last
time," said Martin.

"Gee, thanks, Martin old pal," said Barth.

"But let me warn you, this is the last time. I don't want either
of you to get involved in any more shenanigans - or else," he
said.

Barth looked at Arthur. Both of them were grinning foolishly.
Martin took a pad out of his pocket and wrote down an address. He
handed it to Barth.

"You go to my friend at this address. He'll tell you what to do.
If you get in any more trouble at all, I'm going to see to it
that you're locked up again.

Now get out of here and I never want to see you again, at least
not when you're in trouble," he said.

"Gee, thanks, Martin old pal. I really appreciate this," Barth
said.

Arthur and Barth scrambled to their feet, and began to leave the
room.

Suddenly, Barth turned around and looked at Martin.

"What about that little slut? What are we going to. do with her?"
he asked.

Martin looked at him with a lewd grin. "Let's just say that she's
a little consolation prize for me. I'll keep her here, and see
that she stays out of trouble," said Martin.

"But we found her-" began Arthur.

"OUT! And don't come back!" said Martin.

The two scrambled out of the room. They were sorry they had to
leave Ellen to that slob, but there was nothing they could do
about it. It would be nice to have a little cocksucker in tow,
but Martin the chicken-hawk wanted her, and they couldn't stop
him from taking what he wanted.

Although not really liking the set up, Barth and Arthur were
happy to get out of trouble. They took the address from Martin,
and got the hell out of the house.

Martin sat his fat body on the chair, and thought about what he
was going to do next. This was a dream come true for him. He bad
a hot little bitch to fuck and suck him all he wanted.

He waited until he was sure the two men had left the house, then
he called Ellen into the room. The girl appeared a moment later,
naked, and with the dog collar around her neck She was wide-eyed,
and she wondered what was about to happen. She saw Martin sitting
in the chair, his cock standing up a foot high.

Martin pointed to his cock, and the girl got to her knees between
his legs. She looked up at him with her blue eyes, and patiently
awaited her next orders.

"Why do you like this treatment?" he asked her.

"What do you mean?"

"You know whit I mean. Why do you thrive on this abuse?" he said.

Ellen was more confused than anything else. She didn't know what,
he was talking about. As far as she was concerned, she loved what
was happening to her. She didn't even want to think about it.
Martin perceived that she was not too bright, and he smiled. He
patted her on her smooth, white ass.

"Well, then, if you behave yourself, and do everything I say, and
never try to get away, you might just find out that things won't
be too bad," he said.

Ellen nodded.

"I was thinking about putting you to work in a massage parlor for
a while, but I decided to keep you here instead, at least for
now. Do you have any objections?" he asked.

"No, sir. I love it here. I don't think I want to leave ever,"
she told him.

Just hearing those words made his cock get as hard as a rock. She
wiggled in approval, and Martin patted her ass again. He had a
few things in mind for the little tramp. First, he was going to
dress her the way he liked to see his little whores. He intended
to get her some nylon stockings, and see-through blouses. He was
going to train her as his new little house maid. He grunted in
satisfaction.

Martin was a wealthy man. He had come into his wealth during the
war, due to some advantageous business deals in rare goods. Now
he simply lived off his wealth, and saw to it that he enjoyed the
pleasures of the world. Ellen would fit well into his lustful
plans.

Martin grasped the collar around her neck, and led her on a tour
of his house, room by room. He led her into the kitchen, and
opened the refrigerator. Inside was a six-pack of beer. He opened
the first can and guzzled it down right away, then he popped open
a second. He took his time about drinking the second can, all the
while staring at the tempting little teenager.

The lecherous man had another hard-on. The very fact that he was
holding a tasty young bitch by a leash around the neck made him
hot and horny. He guzzled down the rest of the beer, then smiled
at Ellen.

"Stand up in front of me honey," he ordered.

Ellen could tell that he meant business. She quickly stood up and
waited, her limbs quivering. She leaned back slightly in order to
let her master have a good look at her.

"Not bad at all," he said. He stared at her in a way that really
made her feel naked. She started to blush a deep red.

Martin walked around her, staring, while working on his third can
of beer. He poked his finger into all of her teenage crevices.

"Get on your knees," be told her.

Ellen slowly fell to her knees, all time keeping eye contact with
her master.

"Nice. Now get on all fours," he ordered.

She did as she was told. Her ass was raised invitingly in the
air.

"Keep that ass up higher," he told her.

Ellen raised her plump ass high, and she trembled with
anticipation. Martin walked up to her and slowly examined the
cheeks of her warm little ass. He spread the buns with his
fingers, and ran his thumb down the slit, all the way to her wet
cunt. Ellen moaned in pleasure. Her backbone felt like it was
turning to jelly.

"A nice ass. Raise it higher. I want that ass high in the air,"
he said to Ellen.

Ellen raised her ass up as far as she could. It was a little hard
to keep her balance, and the higher she got, the more the cheeks
of her ass spread. She kept her mouth open, and kept licking her
lips while she tried to keep her balance.

She looked completely helpless. Marlin stared at her, his cock
getting higher and higher along with her ass.

Her huge breasts hung down, and she shook them in a teasing
fashion. Martin got behind her and cupped her fits in his hands,
and chuckled.

Suddenly, he gave them a hard squeeze.

"EEEEE!" yelped Ellen.

"Quiet. I'll do what I want with you," he said.

He continued to harshly fondle her tits.

"Very nice fits, too," he observed, finishing his can of beer.

Martin took another can of beer, and popped open the top. Then he
took the full can and balanced it right on Ellen's upraised ass!
He smiled to himself as he watched the helpless girl try to
balance the can on her rump.

In a little while, he left the room, and stayed away for almost
fifteen minutes. When he returned, Ellen was still in the same
position, with the full can of beer balanced on her upraised ass.

"It's a good thing you didn't spill that, I'd have had to give
you a spanking,"
he said. He removed the can of beer from her ass and drained it.
"You aren't a bad little bitch," he said.

He began to fondle her ass again. She squirmed in pleasure, since
it felt so nice, but then she realized that he was getting rough.
He had a stick of butter in his hand, and he was rubbing it all
over the opening of her asshole. When he had her well buttered,
he winked at her. Then he stood back, and shoved his finger all
the way up her ass!

"OWWWWW!" screamed Ellen.

"Shut up, said Martin. He was fondling her roughly and grinning
like a slob.

He pushed his finger into her ass as far as it would go. All the
while the helpless Ellen squirmed and writhed in pain. She didn't
like the sensation at all. Martin rubbed more butter into her
ass, until she was wet and slippery.

"What are you doing?" asked Ellen.

"Can't you guess, whore?"

"OWWW!"

"I'm buttering your buns, and you're going to like it. Haven't
you ever been buggered before?" he laughed.

"What's that?"

"Fucked up the ass, you little idiot," he said to her.

Ellen began to squirm in panic. She bad never been fucked up the
ass, and she was sure it was going to hurt like hell!

CHAPTER ELEVEN

"I've never been fucked up the ass! It must hurt!" Ellen wailed.

"Well, that's exactly what's going to happen to you right now.
Now shut up and get ready. I want you to be a good little bitch,"
he told her.

By now his cock was fully erect, and his face was as red as a
beet. He looked at the girl with raw lust, and she shivered in
fear.

He smeared on a final coating of greasy butter, and then he
pulled down his pants. Ellen shivered in fear as he placed the
tip of his cock into her mouth.

"Suck it first, you little whore, and get it wet.

It'll be so much the easier for you when I'm ready to fuck your
hot little ass."

Ellen opened wide as he spoke. She covered her teeth with her
lips and made an artificial cunt with her mouth for the excited
man. She allowed big gobs of'
saliva to collect in her mouth, making a wet nest for the huge
cock.

The cock was as thick as her wrist, and Ellen's mouth was
stretched wide open.

She gurgled down as much of the cock as she could stand.

Martin took his huge prick out of the mouth of the helpless girl,
and then he jacked it up a bit himself. He smiled. When it was
nice and hard, he knelt behind Ellen and spread the wet cheeks of
her upraised ass.

He jerked his finger into the hole, spreading her shit-chute
wide. Ellen squirmed and moaned in agony.

"Shut up, bitch," he told her.

He pushed his finger into her ass as far as it would go, then he
pulled it out with a wet popping noise. Ellen winced and
shuddered. He spit on the purple tip of his cock, then he
positioned the big rammer against her hole. He reared back, then
jammed his cock straight into her wiggling little ass.

"Nice," he said.

Ellen felt as. if she were being ripped right in half. She
wriggled and bounced, but she could not escape the big throbber.
He pushed with all his might, and the girl howled and cried. Her
ass felt on fire.

Ellen was bucking and crying. She was in terrible pain, and she
was helpless.

It was like she was impaled on a huge flagpole, and there was no
way out.

"PLEASE STOP, YOU'RE GOING TO KILL MEEEE!" she bellowed.

Martin simply held onto her ass-cheeks and thrust his cock in
deeper, using all of his considerable weight as leverage. The
girl howled and bucked, but all her torment served only to
increase his morbid pleasure. Re smiled and sweated, pumping his
cock in and out of her ass ~ like a battering ram. Ellen thought
she was about to pass out.

Martin was fucking like a maniac, forcing his huge cock deeper
and deeper into the ravaged and upraised ass. Ellen felt abused,
but at the same time, a wave of pleasure began to spread all over
her body. When her ass had started to. get used to the pressure
of the huge cock, she began to enjoy the sensation of the steady
fucking. She began to work her ass back to meet him. Martin began
to feel the bitch wriggle beneath him, and this increased the
intensity of his ass-flicking.

"That's it, whore, that's the ticket!" he told her when he felt
her response.

He jammed his cock deep into her wet and loosening asshole, and
felt his balls vibrate in a spasm of orgasmic lust. He pumped as
hard as he could, and imbedded his big cock in her slippery
asshole up to the hilt. He grasped her buttocks hard, leaving big
red marks.

Ellen's head and tits swung crazily. She groaned in lustful
pleasure. She knew she was about to get a big load of gooey hot
cum shot up her young ass.

"Oh, Martin!" she moaned.

"I'm going to shoot, you little whore! I'm going to fill you with
sperm up to.
the eyes!" he warned.

Ellen felt hot, tight and ready. He was going to flood her ass
with jism. She felt his cock begin to expand and contract, and
suddenly huge gobs of cum were spurting out of him, filling her
ass to overflowing.

Ellen felt sure that something inside her was going to break. She
pounded her fists on the floor, and howled at the top of her
lungs in horrible pain.

"STOP IT! IT HURTS!" she bellowed.

It was no use. Her ass was being filled with the gooey, creamy
spunk. Fresh hot cum was jetting right up into her poor tortured
little ass.

Suddenly, Martin closed his eyes and relaxed, and let his hot
cock fall out of her ravaged ass. His cum dripped all over the
floor, Ellen was still on all fours, and as the jism dripped out
of her asshole, Martin seemed pleased with himself. He got a
towel and wiped off his cock. Then he turned to Ellen.

"How was that?" he asked.

"It hurt me," she pouted.

"Oh, it probably wasn't all that bad," said Martin. "And besides,
you'll hive to learn to like it. I intend to do it often." Martin
snapped the leash onto the collar around her neck, and then he
led Ellen to the bathroom. He filled up the tub with hot water,
and then he poured in some bubble bath. The bath felt comfortable
and relaxing after her terrible ordeal.

Martin got into the tub with her and soaped her up, and then he
massaged her sore shoulders. The teenager's body was slick and
inviting.

"There, there, that wasn't so bad," said Martin.

"I really didn't mind," Ellen said after a little reflection. She
could smell the beer on Martin's breath.

"I think you'll like staying here with me," he told her. "I'm not
really such a bad fellow once you get to know me."

"I think I'll like it," she said.

"If you can't stand it, I might just have to send you home, or
even worse, to work in one of my massage parlors," he said.

Ellen didn't want to go home. That was the last thing she wanted
to do. The thought of having to go home was even more repugnant
than working in a massage parlor. In fact, the massage parlor
idea sort of intrigued her. She thought it over for a minute.

"What do you mean, work in a massage parlor. Do you own them?"
she asked.

"Sure I do. I own a few of them now," he said. "What happens in
them?" she asked. "Well, really they're blow-job parlors. The guy
comes in and pick up a girl, then he goes to a little room with
her. The girl rubs him for a little while, and then he asks her
if she'll do anything else. The girl agrees, and then he gives
her a little more money, and then she blows him. Its as simple as
that," he said.

"Wow!" said Ellen. "I might like to do that! You know, 1 don't
have any money, and I could sure use a little."

"Now, now. All the girls who work in these dumps are ugly old
hags. You're too good-looking to do that. I'm going to keep you
here for myself. You just treat me right, and I'll give you all
the money you could ever want. Do we have a deal?" he said.

"All right. But I sure would like to see one of them massage
parlors. I never saw a place like that before, and I'm getting
curious about it."

"Well, I don't see any harm in bringing you over to see one. I'll
tell you what I'll do. I'll take you to one tomorrow, and you can
handle a couple of the customers to see what it's like. If you
really like the work, then maybe I'll try to set you up one way
or another. What do you think about that?"

"Oh Martin, that's just super!" she said.

She wrapped her arms around the wet beefy man, and gave him a
slurpy kiss right on his ugly face. She writhed in pleasure,
holding his cock and rubbing her body against him like a
pussycat.

Martin grunted, happy to be playing the role of big shot. He
allowed the little girl to squirm until she was tired, then he
led her upstairs to his bedroom. He stripped and fell onto the
bed, with Ellen firmly attached to his cock.

He had a good plan in mind. He would allow the girl to work for a
day in one of his massage parlors, and he would observe the
action through a special two-way mirror. That way he would find
out if she was sincere. He vaguely suspected that she might be up
to some trick, like trying to escape from him. He didn't like
that idea at all.

He waited until she was fast asleep, then he went to another room
and picked up a telephone. He called Larry, who ran his massage
parlors.

The parlors were a side business for Martin. He allowed them to
roll up a profit for him, and he did little but supply the
capital and the lawyers.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Larry, this is Martin."

"Oh, hello, boss," said Larry. He was always a little nervous
when Martin called him. He thought that it might be trouble of
one sort or another. "What's up?"

"I got this little slut I'm going to send over tomorrow. I want
you to do the two-way mirror set-up. I want to watch her to see
if she's going to try any tricks. See that everything's all ready
tomorrow."

"Sure, boss," said Larry.

Martin went back to bed, and before he fell asleep he had a look
at the nude girl. Ellen was fast asleep. She was by far the
best-looking girl he had ever seen. She turned and woke up. She
smiled when she saw him, and parted her legs slightly. Martin's
eyes expanded at the sight of her moist young pussy, and he put
his hand out to rub her slit. She cooed in satisfaction.

"All set, toots, tomorrow you can work in the massage parlor
awhile, to see if you like it. If it seems okay, maybe you and I
can work out a little business deal."

Ellen smiled1 and rubbed her body against the fat man. He turned
over, and Ellen held. onto. his thick cock. She was still holding
it when she fell asleep, tired out from her long day.

Martin grunted in satisfaction, and then he too fell asleep.

CHAPTER TWELVE

The next day Martin escorted Ellen to the HoneyBee, one of his
massage joints.

Ellen was shocked at the sleaziness of the place, in stark
contrast to Martin's elegant house.

"This place is a dump," she said nervously.

"It's supposed to look this way," said Martin.

The girl was dressed in a tight pair of denim jeans, a tight
sweater, high platform shoes. She looked very sexy. Martin kept
his fingers pressed firmly against her hot little ass. He felt
her muscles ripple as he walked her inside the place.

Larry was waiting for her at his desk in the front office, Larry
was middle-aged, and wearing a cheap suit He wore a pair of
wrap-around shades, and he looked altogether untrustworthy.

"This is Larry. He'll tell you what to do," said Martin.

Martin pushed the girl forward and left her with the man. Then he
pretended to leave. He slipped into an adjoining room and seated
himself in front of a two-way mirror. He could comfortably watch
Ellen then, while she fucked and sucked the customers.

Ellen stood nervously while Larry explained her chores. He handed
her a baby-doll nightie that was almost transparent. She stripped
and pulled it over her lithe body, and it showed every delicious
curve. Larry looked at her approvingly.

"You look damn good, honey. Where'd Martin pick you up?"

"I'm not supposed to say," she answered.

"Okay, have it your way," he said moodily.

"All right, now listen good. The customers will come in, and then
one will pick you out. I'm sure a lot of them will like you. Then
you take him into a back room, and you rub his shoulders for a
little bit, then you ask him if he wants anything extra."

"I understand," said Ellen.

"Good. Then you tell him it's ten bucks for a blow-job, and
twenty for a fuck.

He'll do the rest. You just make sure that you get the money
before you do anything and if you get into any trouble just open
your mouth and yell. We'll send someone running to help you. Is
there anything you don't get?" he asked.

"No, I think it's all pretty clear," she said.

"Good."

He handed her the bottle of oil that she was to massage the
customers with and then be showed her to the cubicle where she
would work. It was a sleazy little hole n The wall, but it looked
all right to her. There was a cheap cot, some gaudy drapes and a
stool.

Then he led her back out to the front of the place, to await the
first customer. In a few moments, a nervous-looking businessman
walked into the place. His eyes almost popped when he caught
sight of the luscious young girl, and he pointed her out to
Larry.

"I'll take her," be said.

Larry winked at Ellen, and she smiled. She got up and took the
man by the hand, trying to look as sexy as possible. She could
tell that he had an enormous hard-on. It was bulging clearly in
the front of his tight pants. She led him down the hail toward
her small booth.

He looked at her, and he "accidentally" brushed his hard cock
with the back of her hand, licking her lips at this time. She
hoped he had a huge wallet full of money. She intended to give
him the best fucking and sucking that he had ever gotten in his
whole life.

She led him to the table in the back room, and then she sat down
on the stool.

The man took his clothes off as if he had been there before, and
Ellen turned off the light, but left on a small red lamp. Ellen
noticed that there were a few vibrators and other implements in a
box near the table. She licked her lips, and then she slowly
pulled off her flimsy garment. The man was lying flat on his
back, and his thick cock stood up in the air like a telephone
pole.

Ellen stood next to him and poured a little oil on her hands and
began to nib them on the man's shoulders. He reached out at the
same time and began to firmly massage her big tits. His cock got
bigger and thicker than it had been before. Ellen almost gasped.
He really had a gigantic cock.

She let her hand lightly brush his cock, then she grasped it a
little more firmly, and squeezed it tightly. The man arched his
back and groaned with pleasure. Ellen felt a little chill go up
her spine, and she closed her eyes and felt the huge cock throb
in her grasp. `
"How would you like a little extra?" she asked.

"Sure, baby, what you got?" he said.

"I suck the best cock on earth," she said.

"I'll give you five bucks to suck mine," said the man. Little
beads of sweat were forming on his face. Ellen held his cock
tightly, and then she rubbed it up and down, waiting for the man
to offer her a better price.

"All right, honey, ten," he said finally.

Ellen nodded her head In affirmation, then she waited while the
man reached into his wallet and produced the required money. She
took the money and tucked it away, then she opened her mouth wide
and dove for his straining cock.

Ellen was not in the least bit nervous. She could do one thing
well, and that was suck cock. She let the bulb of the big organ
slide into her mouth, then she wet it with her warm saliva. The
man began to strain and moan, and her eyes gleamed with pleasure.
She intended to give him a real work-out.

She let the cock slide deep into her throat, and then she
swallowed deeply, using the sides of her mouth, and fucking her
warm tongue.

"UMMMM," moaned the man.

Ellen sucked harder, using every trick she could think of. The
man was a bit startled. He had no idea what a treat he was in
for. It would have made him even more excited if he had known it
was Ellen's first job, but that was something she would keep to
herself.

"I can tell you're an expert," he moaned.

"I am an expert," she said.

"Hey, put it back in," he said.

Ellen had taken his cock out of her mouth in order to talk to
him.

"I can be better for a few more bucks," said Ellen.

"Sure, anything, only put it back in your mouth," he moaned.

"Give me another twenty, and Ill fuck your eyes out later," she
told him.

The man fumbled with his wallet, and pulled out the bills. Ellen
took them, and then she began to blow him even more intensely
than before. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he
grabbed the sides of the cot from the slicer pleasure of her
moist and active lips on his cock. She lapped and sucked, taking
every last drop of the sticky fluid that was oozing from his big
cock.

With her free hand, she gripped his balls and squeezed them ever
so slightly, as if she were milking him. He was moaning and
writhing, and she. loved the feel of control. She was programming
his responses with her moist lips, and her eyes with gleaming
with lust and power.

She began to feel the heat in her pussy, and she almost couldn't
wait for the moment when she would take the hard cock out of her
mouth and jam it inside her tight, dripping cunt.

"Shit, bitch, you're the best sucker I ever met!" he gasped.

Ellen took a deep breath, and then She jammed the cock all the
way down her throat. All eight inches of the throbbing pecker
slid easily into her gullet, and before she knew it her nose was
in his bristly pubic hair. The man grunted and twisted, not
believing the pleasure he was getting.

"SHIT! WHAT A Lfl1LE COCKSUCKER!" he groaned loudly.

She felt his balls contract, and she knew he was on `the brink
of' orgasm.

Quickly she pulled the cock out of her mouth and, keeping up the
pressure with her hot little hands, she jumped astride him.

She was squatting on top of him, and then she slowly eased
herself down on top of his pulsing cock. She saw fireworks in
front of her eyes as the big rod of meat was swallowed by her
tight gripping little cunt.

Ho put his arms up and squeezed her bouncing breasts, and Ellen
closed her eyes and relaxed, letting herself sink down on his
massive cock. She could feel the cock pulse and shake inside her.

Suddenly he reached around and poked a finger up her ass, and
then he pushed against his cock, right through her cunt walls.
Ellen gasped with a sudden shock of intense pleasure, and she
began to pump as hard as she could, very close to her own orgasm.
She was writhing and jerking, and her soft flesh slapped against
the hard stomach of the groaning man.

""Arrgghhh!!" he moaned, pulling her down hard against his
throbbing cock.

Ellen squealed with pleasure and bucked her hips, actually trying
to milk the cum out of the heaving man.

He winced, and made a terrible face. She could tell that it would
not be long now before he shot his load of jism right into her
twitching little twat.

Meanwhile, while all this was going on, Martin was sitting behind
the mirror and staring at the copulating couple. His big cock was
as hard as a rock, and he was jerking himself off slowly. He had
his face pressed closely against the mirror, and he was breathing
deeply, making the mirror all misty and steamed.

Ellen squeezed her cunt muscles together, and in a few seconds
the man began to shoot his load of hot spunk right up her pussy.
Ellen gasped when she felt the hot jism hit her uterus, and she
wriggled in uncontrollable pleasure. She bounced up and down as
hard as she could, and she closed her eyes and shook.

The man almost fainted. When he finally came to his senses, the
first thing he saw was Ellen kneeling in front of him, lapping up
the juices from his cock.

She licked like a little kitten, and in a few minutes she had
cleaned off his damp cock. Then Ellen picked up a towel and
carefully wiped the man dry.

He sat up on the table, dazed and satisfied.

"Shit! That was the best I ever had! I can't believe it!" he
said.

Ellen simply smiled, happy that she had performed such a
satisfactory tucking.

She looked at the man coolly as he reached down to pick up his
wallet.

"Here's an extra fifty, just for being such a hot little bitch,"
he said.

Ellen picked up the money and tucked It away. She felt pleased
that she had done such a good job.

"What's your Name?" he asked. "I want to use you in the future."

"My name's Ellen," she said. "And you can use me any time."

The man left, still grinning from the intensity of his orgasm.

Meanwhile, Martin had been watching the whole thing through the
two-way mirror.

He had been pumping on his cock the whole time, and now that he
had seen what he wanted he gave his cock a few final jerks, and
sprayed his jism all over the mirror. When the man had left the
room, he rapped on the mirror to get Ellen's attention.

Ellen heard the knocking and she minced into the room behind the
mirror to see what Martin wanted. She gave a little twitch when
she saw him. He had his bead thrown back, and he was panting. His
spilled cum was all over his cock and the front of his pants.

Ellen fell to her knees in front of the man, and she tenderly
cupped his huge prick in her moist little hands.

"Here, Martin, let me suck that for you," she whispered.

"I'll clean all that cum right off your cock for you."

She opened her mouth wide and began to lick his hot cock,
cleaning up all the stray flecks of cum from his huge balls and
prick. Ellen had discovered that she really loved The taste of
cum, and she lapped more for her own pleasure than for anything
else. Her hot little 4ongue worked its way into all the grooves
around Martin's cock, and she coated the thick shaft with a slick
sheen of her saliva.

The cock began to respond to the forceful sucking, and soon it
was uncoiling like a snake, growing more turgid and erect. Ellen
hadn't planned on this, but as soon as she felt a stiff dick in
her mouth, she felt that she had to keep sucking on it. She
couldn't wait to receive her reward - another mouthful of hot
tasty jism.

She licked The tip of the big cock, and curled her mouth around
the bead of it, sucking on the piss-slit like a baby with a
bottle. She was sweating and shaking, and the more she sucked,
the more she wanted, to taste the starchy mouthful of jism.

Martin was almost bowled over, but he held onto the back of the
girl's head and kept her gobbling mouth close to his throbbing
cock. He was being, eaten like there was no tomorrow, and he was
sweating and shaking like a pig. He had never felt a girl who
could suck his cock like this one, and he knew that she was
sincere in her desire to please. He `knew that she would have
already tried to run away if she had wanted to, but she preferred
to stay with him and suck on his throbbing cock.

"Good little bitch," he moaned.

He jerked his hips back and forth, but Ellen stayed with the big
cock, swaying her head back and forth. She kept her mouth loose
and wet, and 4e sucked as hard as she could.

Finally, she was rewarded with a thick hot mouthful of creamy
jism, and she rolled the stuff around in her mouth. The taste of
the sperm made her loins shake, and she felt her own orgasmic
spasms begin at the same moment that the hot spunk slid down her
eager throat.

"Ahhhh!" gasped Martin.

He held the girl in his anus, and pulled her up to his chest; She
lapped at his neck, sucking and licking him, happy that she had
pleased him.

"You're really not so bad after all," he said. "I thought you
were unwilling, but now I see you're really an eager little
cocksucker. How would you like to stay on with me, and be my
personal maid? You'll have all the money you want, and all you
have to do is satisfy me and my friends the way you satisfied me
today," he said.

Ellen felt warm and happy. This was what she had wanted all
along. She was going to be the personal pet of a wealthy man, and
have all the fucking and sucking she could handle. It was better
than doing anything else she could think of, and she loved the
work.

"Oh, Martin, I was hoping that you would ask me that. I'll do
anything you say.

I'll dress the way that you like, and I'll suck your cock every
minute. All you have to do is say the word. I promise I'll be
good. You'll never have any trouble from me at all!"

Just bearing those words made Martin excited all over again, but
he managed to control himself. He gave Ellen her clothes and led
her out of the massage parlor. Larry looked at them as they
walked out the door.

"Going so soon, boss?" he asked.

"Yeah, this one's too good to work in here. I'm putting her to
work for me," he said, and winked.

Ellen gave an extra-special flip of her taut ass, just to show
that she belonged to Martin. She intended to do anything he said.
She was going to try to live up to the image of a perfect little
sex-maid.

She thought about all the unpleasant times she had endured at
home, and of all her stupid, whining little boyfriend. None of
that any more, she said to herself. She was going to be the
personal mistress of a wealthy man. It was better than anything
she had ever dreamed of. She would never have to work for a
living. She was going to get all she wanted right away, in
exchange for fucking and sucking her powerful master.

Martin gunned the powerful engine of his big Mercedes, and slowly
wheeled out of the parking space. Ellen put her head down against
his crotch, and she felt the huge bulge of his rock-hard cock
press against her cheek.

She could hardly wait to get home, where she would suck the big
cock to her heart's content. Martin patted her on the head,
pressing her warm mouth against his throbbing prick.

"Not bad, bitch. From now on you got it made," he said.

Ellen squirmed happily.

The End

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