Glory Road - Sally ch-7
I awoke to the sound of subdued voices. When I concentrated upon listening, I was able to distinguish Hilda's voice and that of Sally. Sally was speaking,
"Don't you think we should wake mom?"
"No. That won't be necessary. She will become awake on her own."
"I've never known her to sleep so soundly before. What on earth did you do to her last night?"
Hilda began laughing and, in between guffaws, she gave Sally this explanation for my behavior.
"Last night, your mama took a long ride on the Dragon's tongue. Cunts who ride the Dragon's tongue often sleep for hours thereafter and your mama is no exception."
By this time, I had become fully awake and had gotten up. I walked over to the kitchen entry and stood, leaning against the wall behind Sally. I was just as interested in what Hilda was about to tell her as she was.
"For crying out loud, Hilda, what's this Dragon tongue stuff?"
Hilda looked up at me and, with an evil light in her eyes, she answered Sally by opening her mouth and extending her tongue. For even someone such as I, who had experienced the dragon's tongue on two very recent occasions, this was a startling demonstration. Hilda's tongue came out from between her lips and that tongue kept getting longer and longer. When it was fully extended, it was at least six or seven inches long! Even Sally gasped when she saw this.
"Are you saying that you put that monstrosity in my mother?"
"Yes and, when you are grown and a full sized female, I shall put my tongue in you!"
I thought it was about time to change the subject so I asked,
"Sally, what all did you and your grandmother do yesterday? Why is your grandmother here in Washington by herself? Where is your grandfather? Hilda said something about going to a movie? What did you see? And, where is your grandmother staying?"
Sally began laughing. "Aw mom, give me some time and I will tell you all that happened. Grandfather has been recalled for some kind of service in Africa and he will be gone for several months. Meanwhile, Agatha, oh that was the very first thing Agatha said to me. I said, `hello granny' and she jumped all over me.
Do not use that term whenever we are somewhere other than in the presence of your mother or my husband. Otherwise, always address me as, `Agatha'! Okay?" I didn't know what to do so I just nodded.
"Agatha is staying in a rather seedy hotel called, `The Whitmore'. She was in the act of changing her clothes and, when I got there, she didn't have any blouse or shirt on so I got a really close look at her tits. Mom, her tits are as hard as a rock and they stand out from her chest like two big melons. I know `cause I felt them! I asked her about that and she told me that she had had her breasts augmented."
"Do you mean she had implants?"
"Yes, that is just what she's got and she also has, `puffies'!"
"What's that?"
"Oh mom! The plastic surgeon makes your areolas stick out like miniature tits! And her nipples were at least an inch or more in length. I asked her why she had gone to all this trouble and she said, `because my husband likes me this way.' I can attest to that because, when Junior and I stayed with them, Homer finally got my top off of me and then he stood there and sucked my tits for all he was worth!"
I was deeply distressed that all of this had gone on without my knowledge, but Sally wasn't through as yet.
"Not only do her areolas stick out from her tits, but she has had them tattooed black! When I asked her about that, she said......"
Hilda and I in unison said, "Because my husband likes me this way!" That brought on laughter from all three of us!
"But mom, that wasn't the only thing. She has some more tattooing only this time it starts just above her mound and runs down between her legs. It begins with a kinda triangular-shaped design and then, when it reaches the top of her slit, it branches off into two streams of black that run down each side of her ... er..you know?" I nodded. "And that's not all. Those two branches come together in the space between her thingy and her ass hole and make a black square all around her asshole."
"Am I to understand that your grandmother has intentionally decorated her body with all of this black tattooing?"
"From what I saw, the answer is, `yes'!"
Hilda was enjoying my dilemma for it was almost impossible to see my mother in this light - even though she had stated that my father wanted her to do this to herself. While I was trying to get my mind around this weird description of my mother's peccadillos, Hilda continued the discussion with sally.
"You said your grandmother...er... Agatha took you to a movie. What pictures did you see?"
"Truly, I really don't know! It wasn't so much what was being shown on the screen that made this movie strange, but what was happening out in the audience." Sally looked at me and asked, "Do you know it?"
"I certainly do! Your grandmother took me there when I was no older than you are now. I wish she hadn't done that to you."
"Why? I thought it was great."
Hilda interrupted our discussion to ask, "Just what kind of hotel is this place?"
Before I could answer her, Sally blurted out the awful truth, "It is really a place FOR whores. Not OF whores mind you, but FOR whores! They make no excuses for the kind of place it is. Even their menus have entries for men and boys and girls and women of various ages and nationalities. Room service in that hotel has an altogether different significance than that of your regular hotels!"
"What do you mean by, `menus'?"
"Oh, for instance, I could have ordered a young man of eighteen or nineteen, white or black and with a cock of at least five inches. That would have cost thirty-five dollars. And there were others that were even more costly. Agatha and I didn't order any of that service."
I said, "But, if I know your grandmother, she introduced you to the movie house. Am I right?"
"Yeah, sure." Then in answer to Hilda's questioning look, she continued, "They have a movie place right in the hotel except that it is on the ground floor. If you are female and staying at the hotel, you go down to the lobby, then you go to the bar area and there is a door that lets you into the movie place. Since Agatha was staying there, we didn't have to pay anything to get into the movie.
When we first opened the door and stepped into the theater, it was so dark I could not see my hand in front of my face. Then, when my eyes had adjusted to the light that came from the screen, I could make out the seats, some of the patrons and the movie they were showing.
That place is - at first glance - the strangest movie house I have ever seen, but then, as I became more accustomed to what was going on, it made a lot of sense. The movie was some kind of porno flick and that surprised me because it was the first real porno film I had ever seen. Of course, I had heard some of the girls at school describe these kinda things, but this was the first I had ever actually witnessed.
But even stranger, was the arrangement of the seats. The seats were up close to one another, but the width of the aisle between then was overly wide and, as I scanned the audience, I could see that every woman in that audience had her feet up on the seat in front of her and her dress up around her waist.
Later, after Agatha and I had sat down - with a one-seat space between us - I discovered what was being done to those women. That one-seat space was so a man could sit alongside of us and use his hands on our thingy!"
Hilda asked, "Do you mean to say that these men were fingering your cunts?"
"I sure do! Oh, I forgot another thing. Before we sat down, Agatha whispered to me that I should take off my panties. At the time, that seemed to be rather risqué, but as soon as I felt a finger sliding into me, I knew why she had said that.
Mom, Agatha also told me that being fucked in the dark by a complete stranger is the most exciting thing that can happen to a girl! And she sure is right!"
"How long does the man stay with you and can he do more than just finger your cunt?"
"Hilda, the men are only allowed a definite length of time in the movie house. A bell sounds and they must all get up and leave. Of course, they can buy another ticket and come back in, but most of them leave. As far as what limits there are on the men. I guess it is just what they can get done in the time allowed. I certainly didn't hear any of the women customers complaining. Most of them were, like me and Agatha, moaning with npleasure!"
I couldn't hold my inquisitiveness in check any longer so I asked,
"So, now that Agatha has made you into a lady-of-the-night, how long did you stay in that house of sex?"
"I don't really know. I lost count of the number of men who sat next to me when I reached twelve so, however long that takes is how long I sat there."
"Sally, I can't believe that all of these men are to be satisfied with just fingering a young girl's cunt. There must have been more going on?"
Sally hesitated for several minutes before answering Hilda.
"Hilda, you are right. I mentioned that the space between rows of seats was unusually wide and that allowed a man or a girl to get down between the seats on their knees!"
I gasped! "Are you saying that you went down on some of these men? My GOD! Haven't I taught you anything?"
"But mom! It was all so exciting that I just couldn't refuse them. Besides, I saw Agatha on her knees with a man's thingy in her mouth so... well... I gave in and sucked some cock!"
"Like It?"
Sally's answer to Hilda's question was a very satisfied smile. Then, with a somewhat hesitant attitude, Sally volunteered that this was not all that she did. She had followed Agatha's lead and slid down onto the floor and let some man fuck her. Not once but several times! By now I was beyond understanding what my young daughter and my mother had become!
"And, that's not all we did! After a while, Agatha took my hand and led me out to the back of the movie house. I asked her, `what are we going to do?"
Agatha told me in no uncertain terms that she had to cleanse herself of the jism that she had taken into her cunt and that I should do the same. So she led me to what was supposed to be a, `Lady's Room'."
"It wasn't though was it?"
"No mom it wasn't or, at least that wasn't the primary reason for the room. There were two commodes and that was all No basins at all! And the walls on either side of the commodes had rather large holes bored through them. As soon as were inside - and Agatha had locked the door behind us and flipped a switch in the wall - she got down upon her knees and signaled for me to do the same. There we were. Side-by-side and each facing the opposite wall! Mom, she volunteered that the switch caused a light to come on outside the room that, in turn, signaled that the room was occupied."
"It didn't dawn upon you that Agatha was, in fact, signaling to every man in the house that the glory hole was in business and that you and she were the targets?"
"Mom, I had never been in a glory hole before so I wasn't at all sure just what was happening. That is, until the first cock-head was thrust through one of the holes in the wall. Agatha's instructions were succinct. She said, `SUCK IT!' and I did. There was a steady stream of cocks sticking through those holes after that. I soon discovered that some of the holes were positioned at such a height that the protruding cock could easily reach my cunt or ass hole. Mom, it was out of this world - having a cock in my cunt and one in my mouth. I didn't want to ever leave that place!"
I could hardly believe that my mother had led my daughter down such a hideous sexually degrading path!
With a chuckle, Hilda said, "Like mother; like daughter!"
I looked at her in disgust and, if I could have reached her I would have slapped her face! Then Sally added the coup de gras.
"Yeah mom, I guess I am your daughter after all!"
Considering the loose life I had been living, there was nothing I could say. Hilda looked at both of us and interjected the thought that Agatha was at that very minute riding bareback along the Glory Road!
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There was a light knock on my door so I quickly slipped into a robe before answering it.
I opened the door and saw a woman of about my age standing there. She was a small woman, but she exuded a great amount of energy. I said, "Yes?"
"Are you Agatha?"
"Yes I am but I don't think that we have ever met."
"I am Helen and a good friend of Hilda's. You know of her?" I nodded. "Hilda has told me that you are currently spending much of your time all alone and she suggested that another female consort might be appreciated."
Something about this strange female made me step aside and invite her inside. As she passed by me, she thrust her hand inside my robe and began caressing my tit.
"Yessss! I have heard of your tits. We most certainly are going to have a very fulfilling association!"