Chapter 1

The spender house was broad, painted white with colorise awnings over

the windowpane, the long marble-flagged terrace led down to a swimming

kitty, the neighbor were hidden by dustup of flowering eucalyptus and the

wide garage held three cars. Arnold Spender was copious had always been

rich people as his Father of the Church before him and his don before him. Beyond that

generation the trace was lost, as his wife Susannah too often

mentioned during rounds of family-tree account statement. Nevertheless he

belonged-she always conceded-since his ancestors on his mother 's English

were pioneers like her own, one of whom crossed the Delaware with

George VI Washington and another died as a Whitney Young deputy at Valley

forge. They should be living in Boston or New House of York, Susannah constantly

complained, instead of being surrounded by the nouveaux rich of Long

Beach. She was all snob whereas Matthew Arnold was only part snob, a burnished and

successful petroleum railroad engineer who still retained the flavor of his Ivy

league days at Harvard.

Who they were and what they were, these were the ever repeated fable

of themselves instilled in their daughter, their own minuscule Princess as

they called her. They scoffed at the thought of a generation gap in their

closely link phratry, forgetting that the younger generation that

lived at Long Beach was beyond their inclusion. Their friends were

sr. or seemed older than themselves, but were usually as rich,

belonging to the Lapp lodge and having much the same interestingness. In this

circle the young Linda was nurtured and brought up in the belief that

she had inherited the earth.

The Spenders had good cause to be majestic of Linda. Bright at school,

popular with all their friend and their children, never complaining

about going to church, she never gave her parents any anxious moments-

except for her daring in the breakers. The Calif. beaches and the

beaches on Hawaii where they often vacationed were an irresistible

magnet to their beautiful, sun-blonde daughter. Her mother claimed to

have passed on to Linda a perfect shape, an loose, nicely rounded side

with a slightly pointed mentum, big hazel tree middle and a flaccid, velvety tegument

that never tanned deeply, retaining under the hottest sun a honey brown

that sometimes disturbed her father with its lustre of sensuality,

giving him feelings to which he would never admit, even to himself.

Linda was not yet fully developed. She would mature taller and the pocket-size

surplus of sister fat around her high up, perfectly rounded bottom would go.

Once in a party dress the bodice pushed up her breasts so that they

formed two little cumulation above it, causing Arnold to mention that their

little girlfriend was a big miss now. Naked, as her parents sometimes saw her

running from a exhibitor, her titty showed like two firm oranges, her

second joint and sura like a graceful athlete in a Cretan house painting. Linda

was their proud willpower ; she was a precious jewel. Yet they

realized that she would one day live her own biography and must prepare for

it, therefore she was allowed complete freedom to outride out alone with a

boy, as long as he was as well bred as Tom Blackwell-and as long as she

was home before midnight. The Spenders enjoyed a lot of night life

themselves, always feeling secure in their belief that their Princess

would never stray from the straight and narrow path laid out for her.

Arnold 's professional and investment involvement in oil extended to

Australia where new oil theatre find were extending his own little

empire. As vice-president of a California society he was invited to sit

as a film director on the circuit card of its Australian associate ship's company, a

position which would have in mind casual journeys out to Sydney. He and

Susannah were both looking forward to a holiday in the antipodal

sunshine in the almost future, where the summer was at its highest and

where Linda could savor a surfing break from her high schooltime studies.

Earlier that evening when Linda had gone to a drive-in with Tom, Arnold

and Susannah had visited a admirer 's house for a champagne supper. As

common, they left early, intending to be home long before Linda arrived

back. They had celebrated somewhat more alcoholically than usual,

mixing too many cocktails with too much champagne, but nevertheless

they were home and undressed before eleven. Susannah, an older, taller

and well preserved replica of her daughter, wanted to dance so Arnold

turned out the igniter, put on a book and, blithely naked, they danced

slowly across the sustenance room floor toward the long settee. Warmed by

the drinks and the exchange heating, their bodies slightly perspiring,

they began to finger one another, Susannah squeezing his slowly hardening

pecker while Arnold slid his deal down the cleft of her ass-cheeks, down

until he could stretch a finger to the cover of her slippery snatch.

Susannah suddenly broke away from him. Surprised, he asked her what was

wrong.

'' I do n't guess it 's anything, '' she replied `` Perhaps it 's just that

I 've had too much to drink. I had a sudden thought that something might

happen to Linda in Australia. You know, something with men. Some multitude

say the Australians are uncouth. ``

'' At to the lowest degree, honey, they do n't go around shooting each other as often as

Americans do. All the ones I 've met were nice. They drink a lot and

wager a lot but they are very respectful towards womanhood. As a matter of

fact I 've heard it said that they would rather gazump than poke. ''

Susannah gave him a sour look. raunch were rarely well received by

Susannah, except when they were making love. Tonight he was sure not in

a mood for soaking up booze, he was all for a undecomposed hanker shtup. He pulled

his married woman down on the settee, his turncock still erected to half-ready

rigour. Her modality was inhibiting him.

'' expression, baby, we 'll be there to look after her, '' he cajoled.

'' Yes, of course, sweetheart. It 's just that I have a kind of

presentiment. Perhaps we should n't go. It may be something to do with

the jet. It 's a recollective flight out to Sydney. '' The more she talked the

softer grew his shaft. There was only one sure way of getting her to

shut up, and he pushed her back against the cushions and opened her

legs.

In the dim luminousness, Benedict Arnold could name out the pale lustre of her indulgent

hide, and his center traveled greedily over her still firm bosom with

their nighttime, savory nipples. From there, he glanced down to her

trim waist with its softly rounded breadbasket, and his breath quickened as

his eyes came to the dark-skinned patch of curling hair which drifted down and

around the rosy lips of her slit. Arnold held her legs apart for

several minutes, staring hungrily at the discover area. Then, unable to

restrain himself any longer, he plunged his head word down between her

far-flung legs and buried his grimace in her hotly pulsating pubic area.

Susannah 's little clit was already erect when his darting lingua

found it and frantically began to drub at it, his brim closed around

the tip of it lovingly as he tried to suck it into his mouth. Then he

licked sloppily down to her hotly pulsating slit, and he jabbed in and

out as if he were fucking her with his clapper, running it hungrily

around her wetly steaming cunt and sucking the oozing juices into his

mouth.

Already, he could finger her cunt throbbing madly toward her culmination. This

was always the proficient way ... when he could bring her to a quick orgasm

with his mouth. But that was only the kickoff ; that first climax got

them both so hot that whatever they did after that was always far more

exciting to both of them. Arnold extended his glossa to its fullest

length and rammed it as far as it would go into the hot tunnel of her

vibrating slit, and she began to groan as he licked and prodded at the

delicate ship's boat flesh of her dripping pussy.

His natural language flicked in and out in a furious staccato rhythm method as her

juices flowed in a hotly excited stream, and he sucked them into his

open mouth. Now her thighs were starting to flex and yank, and she

clamped her hands down on his head, crushing his lips into her steaming

cuntal domain, and she opened her backtalk in a long agonizing plaint as her

orgasm exploded. They were both so intensely involved in their love-

making that they were totally unaware that they were not alone.

Chapter 2

The moonlight shimmered on the darkness Pacific, and the jazz sighed in the

pine tree but Linda cared nada for the lulu of the surroundings or the

pungent aroma of the true pine as her swirling emotions churned inside her.

The torment fille leaned her blonde head forward on the dashboard of

the convertible, her lithe Pres Young body shaking with sobs, her

breadbasket muscles contracted in spasms of suffering and humiliation. Slowly

she wiped the sticky fluid from her cheek and cervix as Tom lay back in

the seat, pale and aghast. Oh God, what have I done, he said to

himself, closing his centre and wishing himself a yard knot away.

It was their last night together before Linda and her syndicate were to

leave for Australia-a night that the blonde stripling had hoped would

become a beautiful, quixotic memory during the two workweek she would be

away from her Danton True Young boyfriend. And now this had happened to ruin

everything ! She knew about the homo body from her biota family and

sex program line, but to experience what she had just gone through was

shattering. It had begun as their petting so often did, with kissing

and fondling, with Tom 's hand sometimes feeling up between her thighs,

sending thrilling earth tremor through her advanced consistency as it slowly passed

over the panty-covered mound of her sore triangle. This clock time she

had let him tenderly kiss one of her humble pink pap, although she

pushed him away when he began to suck and nibble in eagerly abandoned

passion.

'' Please Linda, let 's do it right, '' he had begged, breathing hotly

against her ear while he began to feel his way surreptitiously along

the interior of her second joint. He had almost reached the warmth of her pussy,

had almost touched the thin maze of pubic curls through her flimsy

scanty when she roughly pushed his hand away.

'' Tom Blackwell the Third, do n't you know how much I want to ? '' she

asked. `` I wish we were naked together, and some day we will be, but I

intend to persist a virgin until we are properly married. Supposing we

never married ... supposing you were to light in sexual love with someone else

... would n't I be ruined for some former man who might require to get married me ?

Besides, I 'm very much too young to get married, and we 'll just consume to wait. My

parents did n't bring me up to get a loose woman. ``

Tom was forced to intend rationally. Linda was only fifteen, and at

seventeen he himself was too young to marry. He felt depressed at the

chance of having to wait two, three, maybe more years before he could

take that delicious Whitney Young consistency naked into his arms. He had known Linda

since they were both small small fry. They were together every summer,

usually spent on the beach where he had observed her lithe sun-browned

body Begin to fill out into adolescent muliebrity, to change from a raging

hoyden who surfed and rode a card as well as any of them, into a

lovely golden beast who verged on being a goddess.

Now, on this important night, the girl he adored was weeping and

showing every indication of being revolted by him. It had been an

ungovernable itch that had apparently wrecked their friendship, and

there was no question that Linda would share the blame. When their petting

had reached a stage where it seemed that both of them would lose all

simplicity, he had unzipped his fly to disclose his rock-hard rooster, and

Linda had gazed at it as though entranced, slowly moving her manus to

stroke it when Tom had impulsively implored her, `` Oh please kiss it.

Please kiss it ! '' She had leaned down, gently drawing back the foreskin

and had kissed the blood-filled headland with a long, wantonly animal

buss, her mouth half-open so that her teeth pressed into the rigid

flesh. And no sooner had she lifted her oral fissure from the throbbing member

than she felt Tom start out to flicker violently.

Suddenly, he cried out.

'' Aaaaggghh, Linda, Linda, Linda ! Jeez Linda. I 'm cummmiinngg ! '' With

that he 'd exploded into orgasm, his hot white sperm flying onto Linda 's

shocked brass, to dribble wetly down her neck and chin onto her firm

Thomas Young breasts.

Linda 's first reaction was blind shock-then something her mother had

told her flashed unbidden into her psyche. Men are smutty wolf at

clip, her mother had said, adding that her lovely lilliputian Princess

would find out out all about them when she married. The older woman had

always warned her about men wanting to assault every young young woman they could

lay their grasping hands on, although she 'd encouraged Linda 's

tie with Tom, for-after all-Tom had gone to the right shoal,

and he could trace his crime syndicate back as far as their own. He was well-

mannered, a cut above the repose of his Quaker at Long Beach High. Now,

as binge flooded her eyes and pity colored her lewdly defiled cheeks,

she realized that Tom was as immorality, as fossil oil and atrocious as the creeps

who took those trashy working daughter down to the beach at Night for

depraved orgies.

It was partly her own flaw, the sobbing youth blond told herself. She

should never sustain allowed their hugging to go so far. He had become so

passionate, and because of her love for him, the poignancy of their

last Night together and the sensual intimacy of the transformable, she

had lost all controller when she sympathetically kissed his thick

pulsating penis. She had only intended giving it a flying kiss,

something they would both remember as being part of their own individual

love, a niggling surreptitious between them while she was away in Commonwealth of Australia.

Sometimes she had wondered if her mother 's talks had warped her natural

tendencies away from sex, if perhaps she might never be capable of

wanting a man inside her, and she 'd wanted to prove her fear wrong.

Would she grow up to get a sexless `` female castrate '' incapable of

allowing a male organ to thrust her virgin vagina ? She had wondered

about that until now, this night that had brought a torment of desire

followed by shame and loathing.

She hated him ; she despised him as she felt him beside her, doing up

his fly while she wiped away her tears and rove dapple of his sticky

cum. What a vulgar word ! How daring he use such foul language in front of

her ! How fearsome and frightening men were.

'' movement me dwelling house, '' she ordered, ineffectual or not wanting to pronounce his

name, `` Immediately ! ``

At home she would receive a sane recourse from the excitement that raged inside

her, from the concern and a turn one's stomach kind of loneliness building up

insidiously in her being. Silently, Tom drove out of the wickedness lane

which led to the beach where they had parked, back to the large house

where Linda 's parents had left the terrace Light on to receive their

girl dwelling. Usually Tom would be invited in for a late supper before

he left, but tonight his world was shattered as Linda hurried out of

the car, not even turning her brain when he called out his farewell.

'' expert night, Linda-I 'm no-account. ``

* * *

When Linda got out of Tom 's car, she slowly mounted the steps to the

patio. The Nox air felt chilly, and she pulled her jumper tighter

around her shoulder joint. Tears swelled unrestrained in her eyes, her

tormented dead body felt empty and benumb, her legs slightly trembling. As she

heard Tom 's car parkway away, she almost turned to shout after him. She

had lost him, her first true beloved, the boy to whom she had always felt

as close as a Sister to a brother with that something extra that

belonged to future fan. She had admired others, especially some of

the handsome Young men she saw on the beaches, sometimes almost wanting

them with a physical aching, a intuitive feeling she always quickly dispelled. She

did not want to become like the common `` sporting lady, '' as her mother called

them, who slept around. She knew Tom and his Friend despised young lady

like that. But is n't that what he must conceive of her now ? Oh God ! Why

did her animal want dissolve all the caution that had been instilled in

her ? She could never face Tom again. Never, never, never. When she

returned from Australia, she would try to persuade her parents to move

to capital of Massachusetts, where they belonged. She knew they stayed in California so

that she could enjoy the honest clime in the world, to birth the sea to

swim in and the surf to depend on. None of that mattered now.

Mortified, filled with the pity of having committed a sexually obscene

act, she wished she were utter. Perhaps she would never be able to face

any boy again, let alone sit with one in a car or on the beach.

She stopped crying and was calmer, trying to rationalise from her low

experience of life how, in a few minutes, her happiness had been

completely destroyed. It could not get been all Tom 's fault, she

supposed, remembering how she had occasionally stared furtively at the

swellings in the figurehead of the boys'gasp. Had she always wanted to

place her lips against a boy 's cock ? Penis, she corrected herself. Oh

heavens, the thought of it was bringing to life story a strange feeling

inside her. Did she want to snog, to open her rima oris and wetly kiss the

pulsating flesh of an erected penis-did she really want to do that ? She

brushed the thought aside. I 'm just being adolescent, she told herself,

and view of going inside to greet her parents. Should she tell her

mother of her humiliating experience ? Gosh ! What would she say ? How

could she explicate it anyway-that she had voluntarily leaned down and

given Tom a passionate osculation on his cock ? Penis. Linda Spender ! You 're

becoming as vulgar as the beach girls ! she remonstrated with herself.

They used the most awfully give-and-take. Like `` shtup. '' And Tom had called out

that he was cumming. She began to cry again, the shame of it all

causing her to finger faint. She buried her headspring in her arms, sobbing

until the rent could hang no longer.

The house was strangely silent ; it was usual for her parents to pass on

the spark on in the living room and to be there when she returned. The

drapery had n't been drawn across the chicken feed doorway leading out onto the

terrace, and now she became aware of music playing-a record, one of

their ducky. She supposed they were sitting quietly in the dark,

listening to it. The thought of being with them cheered her. She would

open the terrace door quietly and surprise them. She had made up her

mind not to remark the incident in Tom 's convertible, putting aside

the inevitable explanation why she did n't ever want to see him again.

She turned the door handle gently so there was no hinge squeak as she

pushed the door open a few inches. She looked about the large, semi-

darkened room, her gaze riveting on the two entwined flesh on the

settee. She was transfixed, ineffectual to move or turn her eyes from the

view of utter debauchery. Her father and mother ! raw ! Her forefather 's

head was buried down between her mother 's widespread legs- she could n't

quite see what he was doing but a lance of spark from out-of-door

illuminated her mother 's head to let on the sometime woman 's face

contorted into a terrifying grimace. Obviously they must be booze, or

even drugged with pot ! she thought crazily. At first the horrify

stripling did n't believe that the dyad on the settee were her parents,

hoping against hope that they might be some usurious overnight

client, but she was soon disillusioned.

She saw her mother pull the head up from between her pegleg, and she

caught a glimpse of her father 's expression. His Kuki and face were

glistening from her mother 's secretions.

'' Let me ... '' her female parent murmured, then broke off, not completing her

request. But long association made speech unnecessary ; her father

understood what she wanted. He got up from his perspective and climbed on

top of her ... but not the way he should, Linda realized with repugnance.

He was backwards, his knee on either English of her female parent 's head, and

his cock-Linda could n't stop the Holy Writ from jumping into her mind-his

cock was long and intemperately looking, and it was poised directly above the

Old womanhood 's face.

Instead of trying to head off it, Linda 's mother opened her rima oris and

moved it directly below the jut member, and the girl watched in

shock as her father slowly lowered his hips, pushing his pulsating rooster

between her waiting sass. At the Saami time, the young blond 's begetter

buried his face once more between her female parent 's legs.

Linda stayed at her position by the doorway, unable to move, terrified her

parents would see her but ineffective to tear herself away from the lewdly

mesmeric spectacle. They are out of their idea, completely insane, she

almost screamed aloud as she watched her wantonly sucking mother now

caressing her father 's balls. Testicles, the young daughter 's mind

automatically corrected itself. The onetime adult female was moving her

husband 's cock around in her oral cavity, the changing bulges in her

obscenely working cheeks quite visible to her daughter watching from

the door.

Soon her father began to moan quietly, his headland still buried down

between her mother 's stage, his buttocks quickening in their rise and

tall as he thrust his swell up member wildly in and out of her

contorting mouth. He was beginning to puff for air, and he was forced

to raise his header, crying out as he did so.

'' I 'm cumming, Susannah ! Oh you wonderful fille ; I 'm cumming ! I 'm

cccuummmmiiiinnnggg ... ''

Linda expected her mother-drunk as she must surely be-to actually choke

in her desperate engagement for air, or certainly to deplume herself away from

that thick jerking penis, but incredibly, she stayed there with the

impaling hardness in her back talk and swallowing, actually swallowing the

surging payload of semen. Linda continued to stare as though hypnotized by

the profane stack of her own mother behaving like a degraded whore.

And her don ! His cock was still strong and seemed frighteningly foresightful

as he drew it from her female parent 's mouth.

With the tactile sensation that her parents had deserted her, that her world had

finally crumbled to ash, Linda managed to didder herself from her

commonwealth of dull jounce and leave the depraved spectacle behind her.

Silently, she closed the door and went to the master entryway of the

house where she carefully let herself in, turning off the terrace

twinkle before creeping softly up the steps to her room. The desolate

blonde adolescent removed her clothes in the iniquity and sank back onto the

bed to gaze blankly up at the shadowed ceiling in a body politic of impact and

incomprehension, until at last blessed sleep came to post her off into

forgetfulness.

Chapter 3

The too soon morning rush to complete packing, take showers, eat breakfast

and get to the airdrome precluded any discussion about the previous

Nox. Linda 's female parent did manage to ask after Tom, and her father

wondered how Linda had got into the sign of the zodiac and into bed without anyone

listening. Linda was trying to avoid her parents, an intention that went

unnoticed in the shin to catch the Queensland and Northern

Territory Aerial Service-Qantas-airliner. Linda made a half-hearted

attempt to scrabble a bank note to Tom before she left, but it was no use.

She was weighed down with an overwhelming sense of guilt, at the Lapplander

time intuitive feeling shocked and disappointed with him. Each meter the incident

came into her judgement she pushed it away, only to be haunted again and

again by the scene in the transmutable as well as the low profoundness to

which her parents had sunk.

She did n't ask them about their leave-taking parties, the only thing said

being her mother 's comment.

'' I swear I 'll never mix cocktails and champagne again as long as I

live. I do n't even remember going to bed last Night. ``

Neither the female parent nor girl noticed the grin on Arnold Spender 's

face. He was quite expend to her dissembling that she did n't retrieve a

thing ... especially after they had enjoyed a particularly wanton

session of lovemaking ... and the more uninhibited she had been the

night before, the less she pretended to remember.

Linda, however, wondered if her father had also suffered a dimout, if

what she had witnessed had been performed while they were both

semiconscious under the influence of alcohol. She felt a little

relieved at this mentation then paled at the remembrance that she,

herself, when she kissed Tom 's penis, was perfectly sober. She could

not lay the rap on drink or drugs, and she was beginning to realize

that she could n't really blame Tom.

They arrived at capital of Hawaii in the early afternoon, allowing fourth dimension for the

three of them to go to the beach before dinner. Linda 's parents were

pleased to see that she was getting over her obscure temper. The poor girl

was missing Tom quite badly, they both thought, and went out of their

way to indulge her with small giving, including a colouring material Polaroid Edwin Herbert Land

photographic camera. They dined late, taking a long while over the meal, since they

were to deepen to a dissimilar escape after midnight. There was plenty

of time, explained Matthew Arnold Spender, as he did n't possess to be in Sydney

until Sunday.

'' Well, this is only Friday, '' said Linda. `` Why do n't we remain in capital of Hawaii

another day ? ``

'' Because, Princess, we lose a day when we cross the International Date

Line. We leave here early on Saturday morning, and a few hours later we

acres at Sydney on Dominicus good morning. Then, on William Ashley Sunday good afternoon we 're

invited to tea with the Dowlings. He 's chairman of the Australian

company. ``

'' I do n't believe I 'd want to go visiting, Daddy. Could n't I just go

surfing ... we 're staying at Bondi Beach, are n't we ? ``

'' Sure you can, '' her mother said. `` Do whatever you please. This is a

vacation for you, and we want you to induce the to the highest degree of it. You 're only

Edward Young once, Princess. ``

Her don called for the check-out procedure and they left the eatery to get a

taxi out to the airport. `` I think you 'll be surprised when we get to

Bondi Beach, Linda. The apartment looks rightfield over the beach, and on

Sunday they 've got a salient breakers circus that will be more fun

for you than having tea with these dull old business companion of

mine. ``

The plane took off on schedule and landed, after a little over six

hours, at Sydney 's Kingsford Smith aerodrome. An 60 minutes later, the Spenders

entered their voluptuary apartment overlooking Bondi Beach with the blue

Pacific stretching out to the horizon.

Early as it was, the good morning sun was already hot, its rays burning down

on a crowd of hoi polloi already swimming in the breaker or lying on the

beach. It was all so inviting, so temptingly cool off, and the surf was

just right for shooting ; Linda could hardly wait to sneak into a bikini.

During the farsighted flight of stairs she had made up her mind to forgive Tom, a

decision that eased some of the shameful guilty conscience nagging her for so long

that she 'd felt she was on the boundary of a aflutter breakdown. Having made

that decision and having slept soundly on the plane, she now felt

exhilarated, as though she were about to get into a wondrous adventure.

'' When do we go to church, dada ? '' she called out.

'' guessing we 'll skip it this Dominicus, Princess. Perhaps we 'll go twice next

Sunday, to make up, '' he said teasingly.

C of auto were moving in to park along the beach front as Linda

walked across the panoptic avenue to the beach. She copied the local anaesthetic

girls who wore nothing except bikini and sandals, noting that there

did n't seem to be any obvious difference between American and

Aboriginal Australian, as far as smell were bear on. Suntanned spring chicken earned

boards across fresh gold backbone down to the surf where the breaker

were rolling in. The sights and smell of the Baroness Dudevant and sea reminded her

more of Hawaii Island 's Waikiki than of Long Beach. At this hour of the

morning there were prospicient bandage of empty infinite. She dropped her towel

and ran into the sea, diving under a surf then swimming out against

the rollers to hold back for a big one that would convey her back to shore.

The cool salt water washing over her body brought on the animal

sensations that always flooded tingling through her body when she lay

flatcar on a board, her renal pelvis pushing hard down to keep back her balance.

If only she had a surfboard to ride these brilliant moving ridge ! After shooting

several breakers, she was about to entrust the piss when an empty board

came tumbling towards her and she automatically grabbed it, knowing

that its owner would be saved an extra swimming from the beach to call back

it. She was looking around for someone to claim it when suddenly a principal

popped up beside her, a slightly freckled face under a unusual looking

red and K cap. A lean and tan arm reached over the circuit board and

the young man 's pleasant voice said, `` Thanks, Miss, that 's very kind of

you to entrance it for me. ``

Linda stared at this handsome apparition, this smiling young man with

twinkling bluish eyes and the singular cap.

'' Hi. Do all Australians wear bathing detonating device ? '' she asked laughingly. `` Or

have you got your crimper in ? ``

The immature man threw back his head and laughed. `` Inferno no ! You must be a

unknown not to agnise a animation Saver 's cap. Where do you come from ? ``

'' Actually, I only arrived a couple of time of day ago, '' Linda explained. `` I 'm

from California. You know where that is, do n't you ? ''

'' Sure affair. It 's where they grow oranges and beautiful girls. I bet

they do n't get beaches like Bondi over there. ``

'' Of course we do. Maybe best than this, though it 's backbreaking to imagine a

more utter day than this. Anyway. I do like your cap. It 's kinda

cute. ``

Linda was attracted to him despite the fact that he obviously worked as

some sort of lifeguard. She was in a climate to coquette, at to the lowest degree to meet

some young people, to get away from the presence of her parents for

awhile. These was still that disturbing image of them lingering in the

back of her mind.

'' Is that all you do, keep life history ? '' she asked.

'' Hell no ! It 's only a voluntary job. By the way, '' he said, lifting his

physical structure onto the board, `` My name 's Hugh. Hugh Watson. ''

'' Hello Hugh. I 'm Linda. ''

'' Can you ride a board, Linda ? ''

'' Certainly. Are you offering me yours ? ``

Hugh smiled. He was offering her his all right hand. He 'd generate it to her

right up the ass ! he chuckled to himself. So far, he 'd only been able

to see the long blonde pilus falling down into the bluish green water and

two gracious little rounded boob cupped in a peg down black Bikini top.

'' Climb aboard and call for it away, Linda. It 's all yours. I 'll hold off for

you on the beach. ``

He slid off the board, treading water while she pulled herself up to

lie savorless and dodder out into the oncoming breakers. Phew ! He said to

himself, what a pleasant-tasting piece of ass. promise she 's sixteen or it could

mean jail for me. Floating on his binding, he watched Linda 's ass-cheeks

tightening and relaxing as she pushed the control panel out, noticing that,

when she knelt up on it, her aureate tan went all the way down to the

small cleft between her well-rounded buttocks showing temptingly above

the brief bikini pants. He smiled luxuriously to himself, closed his

middle and let the undulation float him back towards the beach. He was going

to get inside those pants if it was the close thing he did.

Hugh was captain of a spirit saving team from Brisbane competing in the

national championships being held at the carnival that Sunday. He was,

in fact, a professional, working as an inspector on the beach at

Surfer 's promised land in Queensland. It was the only living he knew, having

left school early, and now, at the age of twenty-one, he was n't

interested in doing anything else. He 'd tried various jobs, driving

trucks on the Brisbane-Sydney run and working as a builder 's laborer,

work that took him away too long from the lazy days on beaches and

pleasant nights with miss so easily picked up. At Surfer 's promised land it

was holiday time all class stave. For Hugh, that was what aliveness was all

about-sun, sea and girls-a life his constabulary sergeant father constantly

complained about, always unavailingly. Typically Aussie, the offspring

surfer detested snobbery and resented being looked down on for his

coarse accent-he considered himself as good as anyone.

Hugh eased his six foot frame out of the sea and strolled along the

beach to a lowly group of Friend from his team. They all wore the

piddling red and fleeceable caps tied with tape under their chins. Their

carnival swimsuit were also green with a band of red zigzagged from

chest to crotch. The `` corrupt phallic symbol, '' they called it. He

lowered himself down onto the Sand beside Tiger Kelly.

'' Just picked up a snooty little American wide, Panthera tigris, '' he said,

cocking his eye out to where Linda was sliding his instrument panel down a wave.

'' There she goes. ``

'' Looks fuckable from here, '' drawled Tiger. `` What 's she like close up ? ``

'' Pretty as a depiction. Well stacked and a butt like two mature melons. Bit

young though-might be unlucky xiii, but I 'm hoping she 's lucky

sixteen. ``

'' Better continue old Sludge-Pump Yates away from her. You know what a

bastard he is with kids. Likes to try and split them apart with his

colossal prick, '' Tiger observed, referring to Jim Yates, another of the

squad. `` Of course, we could always open her up for him. ``

'' Yeah, '' replied Hugh, `` and do n't draw a blank I get the openers. Do n't set about

getting ideas yet, protagonist. We have n't got it on a dental plate. ``

'' What 's the program, Hugh ? Can we use jennet 's apartment ? ''

Jenny was Hugh 's cousin who shared an flat with another female child in a

building at the north end of the beach. She was a leading fashion model

who traveled a great deal to other urban center and had invited Hugh to stay

at the apartment while he was down for the carnival at Bondi and

Coogee. Hugh often wondered why Jenny never seemed to have a regular

boyfriend, let alone prospective husband. At xxvii, she was a

stunningly beautiful girlfriend. Hugh supposed she was too busy with her

career, never staying anywhere long enough to demonstrate a lasting

association with a man. Tiger Kelly had taken her out in Brisbane and

had gotten nowhere with her. A bit of a dyke, he thought then, keeping

his ideas to himself so as not to offend Hugh who could be quick-

tempered and a little too ready with his fists.

'' William Le Baron Jenny wo n't be back from Melbourne until lately tonight and her

roommate 's away in the country, '' said Hugh. `` I think the little New Englander

doll and I might birth a twosome after the carnival. You guys can come

along later for a gang-bang, '' he added, relapsing into his normal

coarse speech.

Having caught two long ride right up to the beach Linda decided to

leave the water to dry off in the sun. As she dragged the board onto

the gumption, she saw Hugh detach himself from the group of men in green

and red swimsuits and run towards her. She could n't help oneself but notice his

powerful build, the lithe and loose stride of his tenacious legs-nor could

she help looking down the red zigzag to the extrusion between his legs. She

felt a foreign fervor slowly building up inside her, putting it

down to the fact that she liked the aspect of this fresh-faced Australian

with his prissy smile and twinkling blue eyes. Surely she could n't be

falling in dearest with a utter unknown, especially one dressed as

though he were prepared for some outlandish beach side-show or circus.

The estimate somehow thrilled her. Tom was thousands of international mile away. Why

should n't she like soul she met in the sea, someone who was built

like a Hellenic language god ?

'' You ride a control panel like an expert. Almost as good as a man, '' Hugh said,

laughing as he ran up to greet her. `` What did you think of it ? ``

'' I loved the ride, '' Linda replied. `` But I 'm afraid the card is out of

my league. I 'd be happier with a shorter one. ``

'' I can put that, if you 're staying around for awhile, '' said Hugh,

remembering that Jenny had a shorter add-in in her apartment.

'' Oh, I 'll be around for two week. dad is here on business. In fact,

we are staying in an apartment over there, '' Linda said, pointing to the

bombastic apartment building. `` looking at, on the third floor, I think that 's mom

on the balcony watching us. '' Linda waved and the anatomy on the balcony

waved back then lifted her right arm, signaling to Linda that it was

clip she returned for tiffin. `` I 'm afraid I 'll accept to go. Thank you

very much Hugh for the control panel. ''

'' Before you go I 'd wish you to meet my friend, some of the boys from

the Brisbane team. '' They walked over to the group sitting on the Sand.

'' This is Panthera tigris, that 's Billy and that one laying down is Sludge ... I

think of Jim. ``

They smilingly called their hellos, letting her know with their middle

their approval of her side and number. The one called Jim was a footling

too appraising, his eyes lasciviously glued on the four inches of

bikini that covered the space between her pegleg. She nodded coldly in

their direction. They did n't appeal to her at all.

'' I suppose you have to be friendly with members of your team, '' she

remarked, her nose tilting in the air. `` It 's too bad they 're such a

dull radical. '' Hugh could hardly believe his capitulum and a red flush of

temper colored his buttock. She did not notice the choler showing on his

face as she walked away. He decided to say nothing for the time being.

He dropped the board to walk with her to the whole step. `` Are you coming to

watch the carnival this afternoon ? '' he asked.

'' I ca n't wait, '' she replied. `` I 'm dying to see the surf-boat raceway. ``

'' I 'll look out for you Linda. Afterwards you might like to match my

cousin Jenny. She 'll lend you her board for as long as you like. ``

'' Yes, I 'd jazz to meet her. Thank you very much. You must hail to our

apartment sometime to forgather dad and mom. See you later at the funfair.

Bye for now, Hugh. ``

'' cheerio, Linda. ``

As he watched her crossing the street his middle were drawn to the

magnetic sight of her tripping Brown, silken back with its short cleft

showing above her buttocks, the slim down leg and flimsy mortise joint, the foresightful

blonde haircloth bouncing back into its rude waves as the sun dried it

out. He watched until she disappeared into the entrance of the

apartment building. Looking up at the balcony he saw her female parent still

observation ; he waved to her but she made no response ; perhaps she was

looking at the fit on the beach where thousands of people in a

multifariousness of beach gear were lounging around on the hot sand ... or

perhaps she was a snot, too.

As Linda entered the flat she was unable to forbid her judgment again

filling with rancour against her parents, remembering that debauched

scene of her female parent sucking away at her father 's member ... and

swallowing. She wished she had n't returned from the beach where she

felt destitute and happy riding tumbler pigeon in on Hugh 's board. Why did that

setting of debauchery donjon returning to ghost her mind ? She was

unreasonably annoyed when her mother asked, `` Who was that person I saw

you talking to on the beach ?

'' Oh, just a boy who loaned me a surfboard stash. He 's one of the life savers

or whatever they call themselves ; he 's in the fair this good afternoon, ''

she replied, somewhat petulantly. Linda had enjoyed so much freedom and

trust back dwelling house she now resented this tone of her mother, suggesting

that her independence could be restricted. `` Is lunch ready ? '' she asked.

'' I 'm ravenous. ``

'' Yes, it 's all ready, '' her mother replied. She had long accepted the

fact that Linda was a headstrong young woman. `` You 'd better exit your shower

until later. ``

After dejeuner Linda washed off the salt water and lay on her bed with the

sunlight playing on her naked body, her heart closed as she felt the

heat relaxing her. Half-asleep in the sun-induced doze, she dreamily

caressed her pocket-size, rounded white meat, bringing the little pink teat

up as she did so, then letting one manus almost aimlessly wander down

along her flat stomach, her palm pressure firmly down until she felt

the diffused mound of her pubic trilateral. As she sank towards kip she

felt with her middle fingerbreadth the lips of her vagina, unconsciously

probing further until her fingerbreadth slid unexpectedly into the moist

vallecula. She rolled gently from position to side with her hand still there,

her finger moving slowly back and forth over the firmly upright clit.

She was barely conscious of what she was doing or the fact that she was

getting half-formed vision of Hugh 's face ... her mother guiding her

father 's cock inside her ... Hugh running towards her ... the swollen

red patch of his carnival swimming costume. The sensuousness of the

touch of her finger lingered with her as she fell into a deep,

contented sleep.

Chapter 4

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon when a gaudy knocking on

Linda 's chamber doorway awakened her, causing her to sit up with a jump.

She thought she was in her own elbow room at household until she saw the strange

walls and furniture.

'' Princess, wake up, '' called the reassure voice of her father. `` We 're

leaving now. '' He opened the door an inch or two, seeing her naked on

the bed. For the first time that she could remember she felt

embarrassed with him looking at her. `` I looked in earlier, '' he added,

'' but you were sleeping so soundly I did n't receive the heart to wake you. ``

'' What time is it ? '' she asked, thinking to herself that it was clock time her

parents respected her privacy.

'' A little after three. You 'd better hurry if you do n't want to miss the

carnival, though I wonder if anyone can get near the parades, the beach

is so pack. There must be a hundred thousand people down there. We 'll

be back at about seven. We 've left the phone phone number where you can

contact us if you need to. 'Bye now, Princess. '' His middle furtively

lingered longer than was necessary on her ripe young body.

'' Bye baby, have a nice metre, '' called her female parent as they left the

apartment.

Linda looked out the windowpane at the conniption on the beach. She had never

seen so many people jammed together on a beach. There were police squad of

Life Savers, each squad in different colored costumes, marching in a

high knee-action along the sand, row after row of tall, bronzed young

men. In the presence of each squad one of them carried a myopic celestial pole with a

streamer proclaiming the epithet of the surf team. She could pick out the

Brisbane squad in their green and red ; the man in movement looked like

Hugh, she thought. Again she experienced that strange tightening inside

her, an excitement combined with apprehensiveness ; she felt it right

through her body, a moist heat forming under her naked knoll. She

unconsciously let her hand caress herself before hurriedly slipping

into her Bikini. Perhaps she should wear a beach dress, she thought.

No, she felt better-freer-in her bikini. She must hurry, not to overlook

the parade ; she put on her sandals, picked up her Polaroid camera,

grabbed a towel and rushed out of the flat, slamming the threshold

behind her.

shucks ! She 'd forgotten her beach handbag and the front-door key. Stepping

out of the lift she looked for a Asaph Hall doorman 's office on the ground

floor. There was none ! Gosh, I 'm locked out until seven this evening,

she thought, without worrying too very much about it.

The street was empty of moving traffic ; everything had come to a stop.

Linda walked down to the beach and forced her way through the gang

until it became so thick around the parading spirit rescuer she could be active

no further.

'' I 'll move over you a leg up, '' suggested a leering spring chicken, putting his hand

under her ass. A bald, middle-aged man standing nearby laughed. `` I 'll

give you a finger up, '' he called crudely to her as she pushed away to

stand near what appeared to be a sizable kinsfolk group. Soon there

was tatty cheering. `` That 's the end of it. Maraboubra 's won again, '' she

heard soul say. Linda walked well away from the independent gang to where

she could sit down and watch the life boats being rowed in a race

through the surf, a few gravy holder being overturned in the summons. She

stood up in time to see the green-and-red squad 's boat nose up in the

air, twist sideways and good turn over in the foam of a huge dumping wave.

That must be Hugh 's boat, she thought, and ran along the wet Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin. It

was the Brisbane boat, swamped and out of the subspecies. He came ashore

carrying an oar over his shoulder, grinning as if he 'd won. She lifted

her camera and snapped.

'' Hi there, Linda. Did you see us sour turtle ? The steersman 's being

brought in unconscious so we 're out of the race. ''

'' Gee, I 'm bad, Hugh. ``

'' Oh, I 'll get over it ! '' he grinned boyishly. `` I 'm just going to see if

Jim 's OK and then how about you and me going to the north end for a

swimming ? It 's not so crowded up there. ``

'' I 'd like that, if we can actually get there through this crew. ``

'' zero to it. We 'll take the air along the promenade. ``

Hugh saw that Jim had come around with zero worse than a stumblebum on his

straits. He rejoined Linda, walking her a half-mile or so along the

scorching concrete promenade at the rachis of the beach which was crowded

from one end to the early. Linda could see trivial stage in trying to

swim anywhere, it was all too unpleasantly packed. Hugh agreed with

her. `` May as well go home, '' he suggested, testing to see if she wanted

to detain with him. Her answer was promising :

'' That 's not potential for a few minute. I forgot to institute a door key and

my parents are out for the unit good afternoon. They wo n't be back until

this evening. '' She neglected to add that it was to see him that she had

rushed out of the apartment in such a hurry.

Hugh tried to come out concerned. `` face, I 'll tell you what we 'll do if

you like. I 'll take you to William Le Baron Jenny 's flat. She 's my cousin. A

terrific girl, you 'll like her. She lives just over there, '' indicating

a modern apartment block across the street. `` She 's very respectable, a

top-class model. And anyway I wanted to take over her board for you. How

about it, do you trust me ? ''

Linda trusted that winning smiling and those steady eyes. She could see

now that he had removed his cap that his hair was a arenaceous color, a

little too short by modern standards though probably the right way for a

bather. That feeling inside her suddenly welled up again. Her heart

seemed to gravel a little faster. She should refuse the invitation-he was

a complete unknown, and she was virtually alone in a strange country,

moreover, the phone numeral her parents left was in the locked apartment

... and she wondered if she could commit herself.

'' Yes, Hugh, I trust you. '' she lied. She did n't really ... but she found

herself wanting to believe him. As soon as she had said `` Yes '' she

regretted it, because she thought she saw a sudden strange glint in his

eyes. Even then she could n't say `` No ''. It would be all rightfulness, she told

herself. Australians were decent people, the most sports-minded people

in the macrocosm. Her male parent admired and respected them very much. `` Old-

fashioned and old-world mass. Pioneer people, '' she 'd heard him

discover them. `` You never hear of rape lawsuit in Commonwealth of Australia, '' she 'd heard

her mother tell someone on the phone. `` You never hear of muggings in

Australian cities ... ''

With these thought process going around her nous she found herself walking out

of the hot sun into the cool vestibule of a building. They were going up in

the elevator when she suddenly realized that High did n't consume his towel

with him, and when he produced a key from a mountain chain around his neck opening she

suddenly felt discerning.

'' Do you live here, too ? '' she asked.

'' No, I 'm just staying here while I 'm in Sydney. Do n't you believe it 's

Jenny 's apartment ? bet at the clothes-do you think I 'd wear them ? ''

Linda looked into a bedroom strewn with dress and a table covered

with cosmetics.

'' Where 's Jenny ? '' Linda asked.

'' Must be down on the beach with a hundred one thousand others, '' said Hugh,

laughing. `` How about an Aussie Coke ? ``

'' I could imbibe a Imperial gallon, I 'm so thirsty, '' laughed Linda, feeling

relaxed again and rather more than sure of this unknown in his queer

kit. He was soon back with magniloquent glasses filled with Coca Cola and ice.

They clinked glasses.

'' One thing I must do, '' he said, `` is need a exhibitioner. Jenny gets mad at me

for bringing sand and saltiness into this billet. Will you please explain me

for a minute of arc ? ``

'' Of form. Perhaps I should wash the sand off, too, '' she called after

him as he went to the lav. She took a long drink of her Coke. It

was cold but what a unusual flavor ... quite different from the Coke at

base. Thirstily she drained the solid glass. Hugh was literally a

second taking his shower, returning dressed in blue shorts and a

flowered shirt open all the way down the front.

'' That was quick, '' she said.

'' Your crook side by side. Like another Coke before you go ? ``

'' Yes, please, Hugh. I must say your Coke taste sensation very different from

ours. Seems to be a little flatter or something. ``

'' I 've never tried yours so I would n't know the difference, '' he said,

bringing her another take chicken feed from the kitchen. `` Here 's to us, '' he

toasted, draining the shabu. `` Here 's to us, '' she responded, draining

hers.

It was while she was under the shower that she felt the get-go unattackable

personal effects of the vodka spiked in her drink : the glassed shower stand

seemed to swing ; the dizziness passed, but then she felt as though all

her strength had drained from her body. She had to get out of the

shower. She stumbled to pick up a towel and sat on a crapper, drying

herself as she wondered what on earth had come over her. Could it have

been too much sun ? Her father had always warned her of the dangerous

rays that particularly affected fair-skinned mass. She felt she had

to get out of the muggy lav before she really did faint, and

wrapping the big bathtub towel around herself dazedly returned to the

living room.

'' What 's the matter, you look a bit pale ? '' asked Hugh in a articulation full of

concern.

'' I think it must be the sun. A touch of sunstroke. Could I have another

cold Coke ? I really am thirsty, '' Linda murmured, sitting down on the

couch.

'' Sure thing. I 'll mix a couple more, '' he said, wanting to kick himself

for using the word `` mix '', but she did n't seem to notice. She was on the

way out. He brought the drinks and sat down beside her, telling her to

drink up-it would do her commodity. The only way to cure a cutaneous senses of the sun

was to quell cool, inside.

'' Thanksh, Hugh, '' she mumbled, leaning her head on his shoulder. `` I like

you. '' He noticed the slurring, and his loins began to heat up as he

placed an arm around her shoulders.

'' That 's nice to hear, Linda. I like you, too. I like what I 'm going to

do to you, more. ``

She jerked her drumhead up, a easygoing Robert Floyd Curl Jr. falling across her frontal bone. `` What

are you going to do to me ? '' she asked, pouting her lips.

'' Kiss you, '' he said, pulling her head towards him and kissing her on

her hot conceding mouth. Letting his vacuous glass slip to the floor he

slowly pulled aside the towel, exposing her small round breasts, the

nipples already formed into toilsome trivial stage of garden pink. Her skin felt

as smooth as satin as he caressed her proudly upheaval breasts. She

kept her back talk on his, pressing hard with her optic closed. She felt his

lingua probing for hers and she replied, pushing her tongue past his

into his mouth. When he pressed his manus against her and closed his

digit around her right bosom she made a vague attempt to push his

arm away ; she pushed twice before decrepit giving up. He tried to deplume

away from her lip only to find that she wanted more, wanted to persist

kissing with her mouth and lingua working greedily on his as if she

were starved.

Jeez, he realized, she 's a red hot number, and I thought she was all

sinlessness. He pulled away, taking off his shirt. She half-opened her

heart, startled.

'' What are you doing ? ``

'' Taking off my shirt. following go my trunks, see ? '' he grinned, dropping

them on the floor.

The terrified youthful virgin stared unbelievingly at his thick swollen

penis jutting straight out from a great deal of sandlike pubic hairsbreadth. `` Oh no, NO !

NO ! NO ! '' she pleaded, too shocked when he slapped her to finger the

stinging blow on her cheek. `` Oh please do n't, Hugh, please do n't, '' she

begged piteously as he roughly ripped the towel away from her naked

body and pushed her sprawling in all her nudeness back along the

couch. `` Oh please do n't, '' she pleaded in a last do-or-die bid for mercy

as he lay alongside her, bringing her mouth to his and shoving his hand

forcefully up between her legs.

'' You want it, you bitch, '' he growled at her. `` I can feel how wet you

are. You 're aching for it, are n't you ? You want me to be intimate you. ``

'' NO, I 've NEVER done it, '' she gasped. She felt that she had been

drugged, she was so decrepit. Suddenly it dawned on her-it was n't the sun,

it was something in the Coke. It must be !

Something deep down inside her drink-fogged brainiac wanted him to force

her, yet she was afraid and he was revolting her with his oil

language. I 'm not a bitch, she said to herself. Not like my mother. Why

did Hugh take in to say `` shag '' - that ugly four-letter password ? Why did his

penis remind her of her begetter 's ? The size of it, she mused hazily, the size

... she could sense it pressing against her belly, hard and pulsating

with a glistening clear drop of seeping wet at its tip. Hugh 's

knife was driving punishing up into her oral fissure and she involuntarily

answered his lewd French kiss with her own tongue, as she irresistibly

thrust her vibration slit up in hunting of his probing finger. She felt

herself crying. She had no intensity level to push him off when he rolled on

top of her, his solid legs forcing hers apart slowly but surely as the

hand that had been driving up toward her pussycat moved quickly underneath

her straining ass-cheeks to make a motion her body down so that she could sense

his hot laborious penis probing up into the crevice of her cringing cuntal

slit. He 's going to fuck me ! Oh God, my thoughts are becoming as rock oil

as a tart 's ! As oil as my mother 's. Oh, how can I stop him ? she

thought wildly as her eubstance seemed to respond in spite of her

conscience.

Her snatch was now undulating frantically under Hugh 's weighting, reaching

up to kiss his hammer with its grasping lips. The fingers of the hand he

held under her rear end were probing greedily up into the diffuse vale

between her ass-cheeks, at the same time pulling the rounded half-moons

toward him so that his rock-hard cock pressed More firmly into her

trembling vaginal flesh.

The handsome youthful surfboarder lifted his look from hers, moving down to

suck her swell nipples, and lick her tit up and down, then back

to the taut little acme from one upthrust pitcher to the other. This

made her think of Tom, bringing with it the thought of the hot sperm he

had splashed across her impudence and breasts.

'' Ohhh, do n't, I do n't require to, '' she moaned, pushing up with her body

this time in protest against Hugh 's muscular weight.

Hugh reached down with both hands, spreading her legs blanket apart to

give intimately access to the blood-filled head of his rooster as he started

to drive viciously against the easy entrance of her pinnace young vagina.

Jeez, he thought, maybe she is a virgin. I ca n't get it in, it 's so

small.

'' catch trying to constrict your thighs together, you fiddling bitch.

Otherwise I 'll ram it right up into you. It wo n't wound if you let go.

accept it loose, baby, and see how nice it can be. ``

Linda fought to hold her thighs taut but the gist of the vodka and

the ungovernable urge of her body overwhelmed her, so that slowly she

relaxed her sleeveless attempts to prevent the heedless ravishment on her

virgin young loins. With every slight giving-way of her resistor,

the farther that threatening boneheaded cock moved into her, her own

moisture and the wetness coming from his rampaging member combining to

defeat her rickety struggles.

Suddenly, it was as if her insides had exploded. Hugh made a violent

lunging thrust, breaking the delicate virginal membrane, surging

through to plunge deep up inside her quiver cunt. She did n't dare

move for awe of increasing the sudden searing pain, and she clung to

him, desperately trying to keep open him from advancing any farther.

'' Aaaaagghh ! Please do n't move it, oh please do n't. You 'll tear me

apart. ``

Hugh waited a minute to let her steady down, giving her cunt time to

gradually adjust to the sudden trespass of his full pulsing length as

he pushed his finger into her golden whisker to pull her header up so that

he could kiss her fearfully quivering brim. As he did so he began

gently flexing his tumid cock-shaft inside her, slowly, very slowly at

first, until in a piddling while he was moving it in and out in small

smooth strokes lubricated by her secretion. God, she liked it ! He

could say by the way she was kissing him now in wild titillating abandon.

The sandy-haired Australian reached down with one hand to pull her

buttocks toward his own pubes, smiling when she thrust up to help him,

and as the distance of his stroke increased the teen-age American threw

her ramification around his book binding and began to whirl her renal pelvis in a libidinous

rhythm, her body lost in a fire of smoldering passion. Her sensation were

immersed in the haze of unaccustomed alcohol as every brawn in her

consistency tensed with the line of raising her ass-cheeks and hips upwardly

toward that hotly prodding tool up between her branch. If she had only

known before how wonderful it was, the man on top of her now would have

been Tom. Yet the drink-dimmed blond wondered if she really cared.

God, she suddenly realized, how degraded she was, how wanton ! She must

stop. NOW !

Linda tried to push Hugh away, but again she had n't the strength, and

he pinned her down sharply by pushing his stone-hard rod forward to

quill feather her firmly against the sofa. The pummeling was so vivid she

thought he must surely rupture her interior, and she groaned as he

pushed up on the next instroke and moan louder as he held it there,

ramming so far up into her vaginal break she could feel his lump

slapping obscenely against the dampish boldness of her clenched buttocks.

She squirmed helplessly beneath him, feeling the hot throbbing

invasion as his blunt instrument skewered cruelly into her cringing

bitch, flexing her vaginal walls in a vain cause to align to his

impaling heaviness. But the squeezing of her contracting pussy-flesh only

had the outcome of exciting him to prosecute with renewed vigor his

merciless thrusts up into her defenceless cuntal profoundness.

'' Not so tough, Hugh, '' she begged pitifully.

He noticed the tears running down her cheeks as he grinned lewdly down

at her.

'' Say please, '' he demanded, thrusting his loins forward harshly.

'' Oh, please, '' the writhing girl whimpered.

'' please what ... please do what ? Ask me to have it away you, bitch ! ``

Realizing that she was hopelessly trapped on his impaling shaft, the

feebly struggling youthful virgin thought : It 's all my own fault. It was

asking for trouble to come here alone with Hugh. The relentlessly

pistoning rod was lighting unwanted flack in her pubic region and abruptly it

came to her that she wanted it, she wanted him to roll in the hay her.

'' Please fuck me. ass me gently, Hugh. '' She abandoned herself to the

exquisite pain that was a obstinate kind of pleasure. There was no

specialty left in her to resist as his cock continued jack-hammering

into her vestal cuntal depths, her wracked body coming to life on its

own, giving way to the hunger that had grown in her enlarge vagina.

Their bodies were by now slippery with sudor and he was sliding

backward and forward over her, his chest pushing tight against her

belittled virginal breasts, their nipples pink and protuberant.

She closed her eyes, lost in a haze of helpless abandonment. In her

mind she had not completely surrendered herself, although for a while

that day she had idly thought she was half in love with this sun-tanned

Australian. Now it seemed her torso was wanting his physical structure, betraying her

conscious compliments with its unconscious longing, and there was zip

she could do about it.

To Hugh, the subjugation was easier than he thought it would be. The way

she carried herself in that holier-than-thou attitude, the way she

barely condescended to say hello to his ally. Who the Scheol did she

guess she was ? To him she was a succulent little morsel, a gorgeous

favourable salmon pink just ripening and quick to be plucked. He 'd had a hard

time keeping his old lusus naturae at bay, knowing that if she 'd seen his

swimsuit bulging with a hard-on she 'd have run like a affright deer

in a forest fervor. He 'd never had one as young as this. offspring and proud,

the little kick. delay public treasury he brought the boys up to look her over !

Sludge-Pump Yates would yield her a Nice big souvenir of Bondi Beach.

While he was reaching around her ass-cheeks to wet his finger so that

he could squeeze it up her little Brown rubbery asshole he began working

on a plan that would give all his mates a go at her. They 'd lay down her

the best-fucked ex-virgin in New S wheal, root her to a standstill-

if she could take up it.

He felt her grinding up to him now, really grinding, wanting more and

more of it. It must have been a chemical reaction to his finger going into her

bastard, going in so far he could actually find the movement of his

cock inside her. She liked that all right. He worked back at her,

moving mellow up on her so that as his raging cock moved in and out, his

body rubbed strong on her clit, bringing her toward her low gear

orgasm.

The lust-inflamed girl had stopped talking now, simply moaning with

ecstasy.

'' Ask me again. What do you need me to do, '' he breathed in her ear.

But all she could do was maunder `` Fuck me, have intercourse me, '' and continue the

soft insurrection and falling moan. She was on the way to passing out from

the three potent vodkas-the leg opener had sure worked a goody, he

gloated to himself. She mumbled something else, something about `` Mom

sucking daddy 's shaft ... '' Interesting, he thought.

He raised himself up on his men to gloatingly stare at her face, her

fluttering eyelid, her gasping backtalk, her two deliciously budding

boob with their tumid pink mamilla, the specialise shank and the flat

tummy. He sucked in his belly so that he could watch his pecker pumping

into her, withdrawing slowly then rushing it back forcefully into that

magnificent warm snatch, so close and so moist, that rose to meet his

jabbing. God, she loved it and wanted it. She was now wanting his finger's breadth

in her rectum as much as she wanted his furiously pumping cock in her

cunt, and she was beginning to writhe more rapidly. She already had

learned to contain her bitch muscles, timing their contraction and

expansion with muscular contraction of her anal retentive opening.

'' screwing me, '' she shamelessly moaned, `` Fuck me. ''

Then more quickly she repeated it, `` Fuck me, get laid me, fuck me, '' and

louder still, `` FUCK ME, FUCK ME, OH FUCK ME. ``

Hugh was fucking as he 'd never fucked before. This was the easily piece

of rear end he 'd ever had. Were all Yankee broads like this, he wondered.

Jeez, what a terrific stock. He increased the upper of his stroke,

lowered himself down matt against the love-starved young woman 's convulsively

twitching torso and shoved his throbbing rod harder and harder into her

until he felt himself coming to a mind-bending climax.

'' Aaaahhhh I 'm cumming, Linda babe, I 'm cuuummmiinnngg ... ''

As he jerked wildly forwards and shot his wad deep inside her tortured,

wetly hot vagina, she began to moan louder and louder, threshing her

head from side to side uncontrollably until her 1st existent orgasm shook

her torso like a dash of electricity as her intimation came in shuddering

gasps.

And then Linda 's ravished body began to loosen with short quivering

shake while short sobbing pant came from her throat.

She never opened her optic before she finally fell into the reliever of

obliviousness. Hugh, with a broad smiling of satisfied lecherousness, slowly pulled his

wetly glistening still-hard peter out of the cum-filled cunt with a lustful

gluey sucking speech sound. He had wanted to shove it into her oral cavity, to

military unit her to take up him off, but she had passed out, the ridiculous little

bitch.

Seeing Linda 's Polaroid camera on a chair, he thought to himself, I 'll

guide a pic of Miss Uppity as a memento of her first fuck. He aimed

the photographic camera at an angle looking up between her spread-eagled ramification and

having placed one of her hands in her cruelly ravished, inflamed pussy.

The television camera snapped in a brilliant wink of light.

Chapter 5

It was growing shadow when Linda came to with a start. As she sat up her

head felt as though it would return off, her body ached when she leaned

forward, groaning helplessly as the memory of the afternoon flooded

back to her sickened, tortured mind. There was an ache between her

ramification, an ache that spread around to her back, and as she looked down

along her soundbox she saw the crashing stain of her virginity on the couch

and felt the ooze of cum in her ignite pussy.

With the curtains drawn the room was so sullen she did n't see Hugh, who

was dozing on the level with a cushion under his head, until she

stumbled over him on her way to the bathroom, waking him up. She could

see dapple of Theodore Harold White, dried cum in the sandlike haircloth at the bottom of his

stomach, and the arm that had so violently taken her virginity lay

slack, bent against his thigh, exposing his large testis sac. And

even as she watched him opening his centre to gaze up at her in a dull,

half-comprehending way, she noticed the hobble cock move slowly from a

hang shape into a growing, semi-stiff curve. She fled to the lav

and locked the door.

'' Hey there Linda ! Open up and let 's get together under the rain shower. cum

on, be a sport ! '' he called out. Jeez, he thought, I could go on banging

this little bitch all night.

'' If you do n't forget me alone I 'll open the bath windowpane and scream,

do you hear ? '' The cold-blooded cascade was refreshing her but with the sobering

force out of it needling her skin she began to actualise her predicament. She

was supposed to be home when her parents returned at seven. She had

been ravished. Should she tell them what had happened ... perhaps they

would call up the constabulary. But then she had not actually been raped. It was

those unusual C ... what could she do ?

'' Hugh, '' she called out, tremulously.

'' Do you want me to derive in, baby ? ``

'' I want to recognise the prison term. My parents expect me home at seven. ``

'' It 's only half-past, you 're not very late. '' Hugh had been thinking how

he would be in an awkward position if jennet found the kid here,

especially if she was being held against her will. And it 'd be a real

mess if Linda 's old man got the cops out looking for her. Better play

it cool, he said to himself.

'' William Tell you what, Linda, '' he called. `` I 'll walk you dwelling house, right now.

We 'll severalise your common people that you did n't make your key and that you came

to tea with Jenny and me. OK ? ``

Now he was being Nice again, but could she confide him ? There was n't much

she could do about it. She could wait until his first cousin jennet or the

girl who shared the flat returned, but supposing they stayed out

all night ... her parents would be frantic with worry. Perhaps they had

already called the police.

'' Okay, Hugh. My father has probably already called the police force, and I

think the State law here defines a shaver as a person under the age of

sixteen. I 'm a minor. ``

Hugh felt watery in the genu. Jeez, a bloody minor. The dirty pig just

make love grabbing a man for knocking off girls underage. The dirty mother fucker

also love quizzing the girls about every small detail. Why did n't the

silly bitch tell me ?

'' Listen, I did n't make love how old you were. I still do n't jazz. ``

'' I 'm xv. Actually, 15 and four month. '' She could tell by the

tone of his vocalization that he was very disquieted. She smiled to herself : I 'll

make him squirm. She dried herself hurriedly and unlocked the door to

find Hugh dressed in shirt and ashen falling off quick to take her home.

They were silent all the way back along the promenade until they neared

the Spenders'apartment building, then Hugh said, `` I 'm dreary Linda, I

guess I fell in love life with you and just could n't withstand kissing you. And

when I drank a distich of vodkas and Coke I had to make get laid to you. Can

you forgive me ? '' he begged. This was his only way out, he believed-he

had to win her.

'' I do n't guess I could ever forgive you. You behaved like a mongrel.

You probably are for all I know. Only that form of soul would pilfer

vodka into my drink. I suppose it 's all I should expect from a truck

driver or whatever you are. Or are you a botcher ? '' All the way from the

apartment she had been fretting, her pridefulness outraged by the fact that

Hugh was probably as green as dirt, as his language was, at to the lowest degree

those bits that returned to her mind through a fog of retentiveness. She felt

defiled.

Hugh was spry to counterstrike. `` Listen, '' he said, raising his phonation a

little, `` my ancestors were n't convicts as yours probably were. We 're

connected with the gentry in England. My sire 's a judge in the

Supreme Court and I 'm studying law at the Brisbane University. So who

are you ? Just a daughter of a Yankee-Doodle businessman. ``

At that moment they were entering the edifice and coming out of the

elevator was Linda 's father.

'' Princess, '' he cried, running up to her and throwing an arm around her

shoulders. `` I was just coming down to look for you. We 've been worrying

our heads off about you, honey. We were a little recent abode and thought

maybe you 'd gone to a motion picture. But when we saw your keystone still on your

bedroom table and noticed that your bikini was missing we were about to

holler the law. What happened ? ``

'' As you can see, dad, I left the keys behind when I went for a swimming.

Then I met Hugh who took me to his cousin 's for tea. Hugh, '' she

continued, unconsciously pulling him gently forward by his arm to meet

her father, `` this is my male parent, Arnold Spender. pop, meet Hugh

John Broadus Watson. He 's a law student from Brisbane. '' Hugh breathed a sigh of

ministration. She was n't calling the cops, by the sound of it. Bloody slight

snob.

'' Pleased to fulfil you, Mr. spendthrift, '' Hugh said, putting on his best wide

smiling and twinkling eye. `` Jenny and I were pleased to look after your

daughter, though she 'd be pretty safe around these parts. '' Turning to

Linda he said, `` If you ever get lost again you know where to find us.

Or you could always go to a police post, '' he added, laughingly.

'' Would you care to add up up for a drink, young man ? '' asked her father.

Hugh looked at Linda whose eyes said, `` Why not ? '' However, Hugh had a

cunning plan forming in his pass. He was n't going to fall behind this hot

slight bitch in a hurry.

'' I 'd certainly like to, sir, '' he said, remembering that young American language

he saw on the motion-picture show always said `` sir '' to their elderberry bush. `` Unfortunately,

I have to study tonight. These surf circus use up too much of my

clock time. Perhaps I might phone Linda one day, if that 's all right with

her. My cousin will impart her a surf board and I could show Linda where

the big ones are. '' Hugh chortled to himself. The biggest one was in the

trouser of old Sludge-Pump Yates.

'' Why, of course, Hugh. Phone any time. Here 's our phone number. '' Benedict Arnold

Spender took a bill of fare from his pocket and wrote down the phone numeral of

the apartment. `` By the way, '' he added, `` I forgot to thank you for

looking after Linda. give thanks your cousin-german for me, too. right night. ``

'' Good night sir, good nighttime Linda, '' replied Hugh.

'' Good night, '' she said. Her representative sounded slightly unsure ; a bit weak,

thought Hugh. Surely she 's not falling for me-just because I said I was

a bloody law student with a judge for an old man ! Would n't that be a

laugh ! I must dash down to the Surf Club, he said to himself. I 've got

a lot to tell the male child. They 'll never believe I knocked off a 15

year old this afternoon. And what a fuck !

He strolled down the stroll smiling to himself. A bloody Princess !

The thought of bringing this snooty young American down a peg or two

pleased him immensely and he laughed all the way to the breakers Club.

Tiger Grace Patricia Kelly, Jim Yates and Billy Sutton were in the bar of the club

drinking prominent dry pint of beer when Hugh walked in.

'' OK chum, you buy the next round, '' called tiger. `` You 're fined for

desertin'us. Where the pit did you go with that Yankee boo ? ``

'' Yeah, '' chipped in Billy, `` what 's the approximation of keeping that bit of jail-

bait all to yourself. She 's under sixteen, ai n't she ? ''

'' It 'd be worth going to put behind bars for, '' laughed Jim. `` cum on, line 'em up.

I 'm as dry as a nun 's puss. Four dry pint, barman. Hugh 's payin'for the

lot, the prosperous bastard. '' Jim Yates had been drinking since five o'clock

and was starting to look like it. The others had taken a faulting to eat

something, not wanting to get too far gone ; they hoped to pick up some

'' skirt '' at the circus dance in the golf-club that night, whereas Jim

needed to get sot first. He was strangely shy of female child when he was

sober but with a few pints of beer under his belt he 'd tackle anything.

Usually the atrocious girls around, the desperate single who overlooked the

fact that he was coarse, fossil oil, with a sadistic spark in his eyes that

were set too close up together ; he always had a black shuck around his

large Chin, his nose had been broken in a barroom fighting and one smell at

his thick, bull neck wrinkled at the back was enough to fright away

practically every fille he ever met. In Brisbane they called him Sludge-

pump because of the size of his cock. Like almost hygiene-mad

Australians, his foreskin had been removed soon after birth and

whenever he took a shower in the footlocker room, his booster would always

admire that Brobdingnagian brown appendage with its large, purplish-red flanged

brain. `` Like a police officer 's helmet, '' remarked baton who had lived in

London.

When the squad went to Sydney for the championships Jim asked them to

blank out his nickname. Everyone in Brisbane knew of his reputation for

having the biggest tool in Queensland-probably in any former state as

well. A internal putz record book for length, width and posture. `` Just

do n't visit me Sludge-Pump in front of unknown, that 's all I ask you

blokes. '' They did their best to please him. For one thing he was a

herculean helmsman ; for another he was a tremendous catcher in a conflict.

Both he and Tiger lead-footed the big motortruck on the interstate runs or

worked as laborers during the winter month, saving enough to beachcomb

through the summer. Billy did nothing, apart from surfing every day

that was sunny and shacking up with fat women for months on end ; they

liked him so much they never bothered to call the police when he robbed

them of money and jewellery. Billy and Jim often remarked that they 'd

like to do it Hugh 's full cousin jenny ass. `` Ram me bazooka right up her cunt, ''

promised Jim ... `` I 'd like to rape that beautiful exemplar 's ass, '' was

billystick 's ambition.

'' Here 's to birds and what they have between their ramification, '' toasted Panthera tigris,

taking a long draft from the big Methedrine in his hand.

'' Here 's to the cherry we all like to kiss, '' toasted Hugh.

'' Here 's to our American Allies, '' toasted Jim.

'' And here 's to Hugh for getting us piddling young woman U.S.A.. I propose a

toast to the blonde whose cunt will pass water us all glad if not rich. When

do we get going, Hugh ? '' asked Billy. `` Could n't we get her up to jenny 's

flat ? ''

'' You 've hit the nail rightfield on the head, billystick. That 's the place. I 've

got it all planned. There might be a few dollars in it, too, the way

I 've been thinkin'about it. ``

'' What do you mean, you dirty old illegitimate, '' asked Billy. `` Are you

plannin'to monger her fork ? '' They all laughed, drunkenly waving their

pints of beer in the air.

'' count me in, too, '' said Jim. `` Have n't dipped the wick since I 've been

in Sydney. How about Jenny, do you consider she 'd play ball ? ``

'' 'Course she would, '' chipped in Billy. `` Myself, I think she might be

More than interested in a bit of lezzo. ``

'' Careful what you say about me cousin, '' growled Hugh, forgetting his

cultivated English people. But he had been suspecting that there was something odd

about William Le Baron Jenny. She never had a regular fella and jeez, was n't Sydney

renowned for nance and tribade ! Worse than San Francisco, he 'd heard.

'' If you bastards upset Jenny the altogether thing 's off. She 's part of the

design. ``

'' Come on, let 's blame up some fanny at the dancing, '' Billy said, draining

his glass. `` We 'll allow for old Sludgy at the bar. ``

'' Do n't foretell me that or I 'll drop you, '' mumbled Jim. `` No foolin'I

will. '' The others strolled out of the bar, hearing Jim shout after them :

'' Oh man, oh man. Tomorrow night 's the dark ! ``

* * *

All through dinner Linda struggled to remain cool while her parents

described their afternoon with Arnold 's business associate. She hardly

listened to them, for her head was splitting in an agony of confusion,

guilt trip and shame. She tried to put it all together ; how she had allowed

herself to be trapped in an unavoidable placement in that apartment. The

main fault was in believing that Hugh 's first cousin would be there to act as

a chaperone. And there was her foolishness in forgetting her key. That

was simply an act of luck and goose egg she could do would vary that.

The worst thing, the thing that disgusted her, that brought her near to

tears every time she thought of it, was the fact that her self-will

had been destroyed. Her trunk, something deep within her, had willingly-

more than willingly -cooperated with him. Her mother 's vocalisation shook her

out of her continuing introspection.

'' love, why are n't you eating ? You 've hardly touched your food. Has the

day been too exciting for you ? ``

'' It must be something like that, Mom. Would you and Dad mind ? I think

I 'd care to go to bed. I 'm awfully tired. '' They both said that she must

have a good long sleep. `` I expect that handsome Edward Young man will be

wanting to show you some big ones tomorrow, so you 'd ameliorate prepare

yourself for some wild surfing, Princess, '' her father added.

'' Yes ... er ... perhaps I had, '' she faltered. `` Good night, Dad. Good

night, Mom. ''

'' 'Night Princess, '' they chorused. She certainly did see worn out, poor

kid. They all were, after the retentive flight and a wearing day in the

heat.

Linda closed her sleeping room doorway with a sigh. She slipped out of her

clothes and lay naked on the bed. The nighttime was humid and hot, too much

so to have on a nightie or get under the sheet of paper. She could hear the

muffled roar of the breakers down on the beach, mingled with the auditory sensation

of traffic in the street. She tried again to fathom her horrific

plight but it was no use, the effort only started a throbbing in

her school principal. She tried to cogitate of Tom and how she would make it up to

him. He should have taken her. It was, she knew, only natural that he

had lost his head and asked her to kiss his ... oh, Hades, his pecker. In

her mind she saw it again : it seemed so small-scale by comparison ; hard but

lowly. His handwriting moving up her leg ; that had given her a wonderful

flush. Tears began to swell up in her eyes : she was no longer a Virgo the Virgin !

Oh God, why, why, why ?

She felt her snatch, feeling for its soreness, surprised that it was n't

at all sore on the outside. She took her compact mirror from her beach

purse and put it between her legs to inspect the price Hugh had done

her. She pressed her middle finger cautiously down into her genitals,

spreading the tumefy lips like segments of a particularly succulent

peach tree to feel rich. No, it was n't very sore there, only a little, and

it was damp with a warm moisture. She felt a gleam spreading

irresistibly throughout her consistence, her breathing quickened a piffling. She

could see a drop curtain of her juice slowly oozing through the lips of her

parted vagina. The sight of it made the blood start pounding through

her organic structure, making her tactile property unbearably hot. She thought guiltily of Tom 's

cock and the electric feeling increased. Her fingerbreadth began to rub slowly

along the moist groove and across her twitching clitoris. That was a

little sore, but she could n't seem to kibosh rubbing and sliding her

finger back and Forth. She thought of Hugh licking her breasts, sucking

and nibbling her nipples. Her other paw unconsciously came up to take on

with her taut breasts, pushing them up hard and then gently curling her

fingers around the nipples. Her buttocks starting pushing up in slow

surges as her finger on her pussy pushed down.

The confused youthful girl put everything out of her mind, all the guiltiness,

the pity, the unendurable anxiety. Oh God. I wish I could stop this but

I ca n't, I wo n't. What do they call it ? A sin ! But no. I read somewhere

it 's a harmless, natural thing to do. That 's it ! Harmless and natural,

she rationalized to herself.

Rolling over on to her stomach, she kept her fingerbreadth in the furrow, her

former hand gently massaging her chest. Her smooth buttocks moved up

and down so that she did n't experience to actuate her finger as a great deal, though she

tried to labour it into her vagina-that trauma too lots, she was still sore

in there.

If only Hugh were here now. If only Tom were here, she corrected

herself. I love Tom and I 'm going to get hitched with him. The deep and fantastic

feeling was beginning to leave her : the guilt feelings pickings over. Would Tom

marry me if he knew what happened this afternoon ? Closing her eyes, she

lay limp on the bed, her finger stopped in the warm moist pussy. I

wo n't imagine about Tom, I wo n't think of anything. But into the

blankness of her mind came the vision of Hugh 's big appendage and the

remembrance of her sexual climax with him. She spread her peg apart, raised

her buttocks and feverishly massaged her clitoris with all five fingers

sending cramp after spasm of exhilarating sensation through her tensed

up body until she felt she would explode.

Suddenly her eyes rolled back in her head, her nostril flared and with

a deep-throated groan her body vibrated uncontrollably, her vagina

exuding sticky secernment over her mitt, twitching fitfully in her

soaking cunt, a strand of her sun-streaked hair caught in her gasping

mouth. `` Oh God, that was toothsome, I really loved it, '' she murmured to

herself. At last the ravished XV yr old girl sank into a

dreamless sleep.

Chapter 6



It 'll be another great day for the beach tomorrow, thought Hugh as he

meandered drunkenly dwelling to jenny ass 's place, staring blearily at the

cloudless night sky. Tiger and Jim had passed out at the dancing and

nightstick had taken them back to their hotel in a taxi. Bunch of booby,

always stoned, Hugh thought as he let himself into jennet 's apartment.

'' You bastard ! You rotten bastard full cousin ! '' Jenny pulled him by his

shorts across to the lounge. `` Do you think this is a cathouse, you

moronic hayseed ? I did n't invite you to turn the place into a brothel. ``

Jenny had waited two minute for Hugh to come up home, furious that he had

probably brought his drunken surfie friends home with their scruffy

little surfie girls, her fury building up to boiling point at having to

wait for him. There was no vodka left and the lounge showed evidence of

someone having made it with a bawd during her period. `` Look at that, ''

she cried, shoving Hugh to the couch.

'' Aw, lay off, Jen, '' he whined. `` I did n't get laid she was a Virgin. ''

'' Do n't leave me that, you oaf. ''

'' It happened like thish. '' he slurred. `` I met this aphrodisiacal fiddling American

looker and she practically raped me. The mosht beautiful bird I 've seen

in a hanker time. I 'm softheaded about her, absholutely crazy about her. '' Hugh

flopped down on the couch. `` gift us a kish, Jenny. I want to give you

... a kish of aliveness ... '' With that he passed out snoring on the couch.

Jenny stood back to look at him. She could n't serve smiling now,

sympathetic for his drunken state, knowing herself what it was like to

sometimes get hopelessly stoned out of her psyche. Hugh is such a big

bumbling kid she mused, one of the few men I actually admire

physically. But what a baby, mentally. They swam together whenever she

went to Brisbane on a pose job and he was always so lovesome.

When he kissed her on the lip she enjoyed the warmth of his caress.

Yes, decidedly, she liked kissing cousin Hugh. Once she had thought of

seducing him, when he was about fourteen years old, a beautiful long-

limbed youth with a jar of sandy hair, shining blue centre and a very

sultry mouth.

jenny knelt down to lift his pegleg onto the couch. He was too big for

her to transport into his sleeping accommodation. She decided to leave him there, passed

out with a beautific smile on his grimace. Leaning forward, she kissed him

on the mouth and slid her script down, pulling open his shirt and feeling

down to his cock. Hugh was completely unconscious, breathing deeply and

steadily like a child. jenny ass opened his fly and pulled out his slack

shaft and kissed it, too. She left him like that, asleep with his cock

hanging out of his blank pant, and went to her bedroom wondering

what he would say in the morning if she invited him to sleep with her.

Kerry, her roomy was still away with her folks in the res publica and

would be for another month. The only job was, would Hugh desire her ?

He seemed to be quite gone on this untested American bird ... perhaps they

could hit a terzetto, if the girl was attractive enough ...

* * *

Hugh 's plan was going to be pop with everyone, it seemed. He

explained it to jennet over breakfast, she in a mini-skirt, he in shorts

as the February sun heated the bay of buildings on Bondi 's seafront.

commencement of all he showed her the coloration print of Linda made with the

Polaroid photographic camera. He was in erotic love with her, he said untruthfully, trying

to win Jenny 's livelihood, but he did n't opine Linda would see him again

because she was such a damn snob.

'' She thinks our kinsfolk ai n't practiced enough for her, '' he explained, but he

knew she cared for him and if he could only get her back to the

apartment for awhile she 'd get over that favourable position building complex. Would

Jenny ask her around so that she could bestow her the surfboard, he

asked.

'' sure enough, '' said Jenny, `` why not ? '' She was trying not to show how aroused

she was by the ravishing-and ravished-blonde nymphet in the photo. `` Why

ever not ? This picture will bring her binding, '' she laughed, thinking to

herself that the girl should be a little more careful about where she

put on atmosphere about being Superior to others. Her mouth watered at the

sight of the deliciously innocent untested lady friend 's wooden leg spread-eagled to

show her cruelly violated crevice gleaming wetly.

'' There 's another thing, '' remarked Hugh. `` She told me about seeing her

old man being sucked off by her mother. A little suggestion about that might

go a longsighted way ! ``

jenny leaned back in her president, half-shocked at his crudity yet all the

like amused. `` There 's something very crude about you, Hugh. You know

what ? I fancy you a bit myself, sometimes. Do n't get worked up about it

though. pull through yourself for this sweetheart. I 'm ten age older than her,

getting past my flush. '' She was two twelvemonth older than that, he knew, but

then she did n't search Sir Thomas More than XXI. She was magniloquent, slim down, dark-

eyed with forgetful black tomentum like a cap over her perfect brain. She walked

with the free grace of a mannequin and spoke with a lazy drawl that to the highest degree of

Hugh 's friends took to be an insolent manner. It was n't. They simply

bored her and she spoke carelessly to them, as if they were children.

She was going along with what she knew was an elaborate plan of

seduction because she was bored and she liked the idea of an orgy. She

was in the mood for something like that.

'' earphone her now, Hugh, '' she suggested. `` It 's after ten. ``

Hugh phoned the number Linda 's father had given him. There was no

reply. He tried at eleven and again at noon. No reply. Sight-seeing,

he supposed. He tried again at two, at three, and she finally answered

at four. He had only been to the beach once since he 'd been here, and

he regretted the deprivation of another perfect day.

'' Hello Linda, this is Hugh, '' he said, using his polite accent.

Linda had expected his call. She had left determination up in the air, had

gone with her parents on a ferry ride across the harbor to Manly, had

walked around the new Opera House and inspected the Botanical Gardens.

She 'd hoped he would n't phone in example his voice brought on another

upsurge of inglorious passion. Surprising herself, she remained coolheaded and

collected when she heard his voice.

'' how-do-you-do, '' she replied.

'' mentation you might care to fool away a breaker. How about popping down to

the beach ? jenny ass 's here and says you can use her display panel anytime you

like. ``

'' I do n't consider we should take on again. Thank your cousin for me. I 'm

sorry, Hugh, but I do n't want to see you again, '' she replied not

unpleasantly.

'' Do n't attend up, '' Hugh said hurriedly. `` You know you 're very

photogenic. ''

'' Wha ... what do you mean ? '' she faltered.

'' I took a photo of you last night-if you do n't believe me, look the

frames left. And another thing : Would you like me to tell your old man

that you think your female parent 's a low, common, cock-sucking kick ? ``

Linda slammed the sound down and rushed to her room, flung herself on

the bed, stifling a howler in her pillow. The brute ! The lowdown rotten

savage ! How could he do such a thing ?

Her father hearing the slamming of the speech sound came knocking on her room access.

'' Are you all right, Linda ? ``

Quickly she composed herself, tearful that he 'd walk into the way.

'' Yes dad, perfectly all right. I dropped the headphone, that 's all. '' She

held her breathing time tight, hoping that her founder would n't open the doorway

and see her tear-stained face.

'' Be a short more careful next fourth dimension. By the way, who was on the line ? ``

In a affright she could think of no way out. `` Oh, it was Hugh. You know,

the Life recoverer. He wants me to go surfing with him. '' The door began to

open. `` Do n't fare in, daddy. I 'm changing into my bikini. ``

'' Well, have a sound time, Princess, and do n't forget your key this time.

Your mother and I are going downtown to contact the Dowlings, Sir Thomas More oil

talk of the town. We 'll be back before dinner party. ``

'' okeh, daddy, see you later. '' Soon she heard the battlefront door close. She

felt trapped, absolutely trapped, with no one to turn to for service. Then

the phone rang again.

'' Hello, '' said a girl 's voice. `` Is that Linda ? ''

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm Jenny, Hugh 's first cousin. I thought you might be lonely and would wish

to total over for a confabulation. I believe you know the computer address. Hugh 's gone

down to the beach and if you like we could join him there ... take the

board and try to catch up with a long one. ``

She sounded nice on the earpiece, a gentle, well-modulated spokesperson and very

friendly.

On an pulse Linda said she 'd enjoy to gather her and would be at her

apartment in half an hr. Perhaps Jenny might be able to give me some

sisterly advice, she thought to herself. `` What 's the address again ? I

ca n't quite think of ? ``

Jenny told her and with barely concealed excitement hung up. Her middle

glowed with a strange light as she thought to herself that this would

be a really scorching afternoon.

Chapter 7

Jenny stood naked in front of a long mirror, admiring her tall,

beautiful, perfectly formed consistence that was featured so often on magazine publisher

covers throughout the country. Her short-cropped brunette hair

accentuated her long neck and her full breasts that were, like the quietus

of her, tanned from sunning herself nude on the cap garden. She ran

her hands down to cup her firm breasts, moving her fingers gently over

the already stiffening nipples, then her hands moved down over her flat

belly around to the high archway of her buttocks, back to the

indention between second joint and pubic hill, her caresses increasing

the enjoyable ache arising from her thoughts. A young blonde in fully

bud, defenseless and lying unresistingly languid on the couch of her

apartment ! This was the vision that filled her mind with an almost

unbearable expectancy.

As she stroked her long limbs she wondered what she should wear from

her all-inclusive wardrobe. She wanted to move this blonde dish : after

one looking at at the photo Hugh had shown her she felt an irresistible urge

to introduce her to the pleasures of making love to a little girl. She

realized that she could n't have her to herself alone, that Hugh would

have to be included, but she had made a pact with him whereby she would

have Linda alone in the apartment for a couple of hours. Neither he nor

any other man had previously known of her predilection for miss, nor was

he aware of how often she was attracted to him physically ... probably

the only man who had such a substantial effect on her.

This afternoon she would admit him to her secret lesbian man. The

mentation of what could happen, the scene of having both Linda and

Hugh and watching Hugh have Linda sent a glowing feeling throughout her

consistency, an expectation that forced her to nervously smoke cigarette after

cigarette, occasionally packing one with hashish. This was the drug she

had cunningly prepared for Linda, who Hugh said was a non-smoker, and

as she had heard from her first cousin all about Linda 's antipathy to the

spiked Cokes she had prepared brownies heavily loaded with the

narcotizing. Linda would turn down a snow but would hardly pass up tea and

cookies !

She toyed with the approximation of wearing hot bloomers and zip else, to

remain bare-breasted, as she usually did when her girl acquaintance stayed at the

flat. She realized that this would undoubtedly affright the untried

girl away so she added a transparent, flowered top.

Keeping his promise to stay away for a brace of hours, Hugh had gone

down to the breaker Club on the beach battlefront. The scene was set, and at

half-past four the doorbell rang.

Linda had hesitated outside the front door of the apartment, filled

with doubt and discernment. Would Hugh be there alone ? Or would he be

there at all ? She did n't desire to see him ever again. She was tempestuous with

him and with herself for what had happened ; she felt cheated and, worst

of all, she had been criminally wronged when he had taken that photo.

And she was sure he had because she had counted the remaining film. It

was the existence of the pic that really prompted her to accept

Jenny 's invitation ... that and the fact that Jenny had sounded like a

nice, normal soul from whom she could get some advice. That she might

be pregnant was another condition that had sent chilling tremors

down Linda 's spine.

To counteract any ideas Jenny might have formed about her being a loose woman,

she had gone to big lengths to dress demurely and although it was a

boiling hot day she wore farsighted sheer leotards under a summertime dress and

petticoat. She had made doubly sure enough that she carried her keys in her

handbag and had written down the bit of her parents'sound. She had

also brought fifty dollar bill dollars : if Hugh would n't give her the photograph she

would pay him for it. Perspiring slightly from the walk along the

blistering paving and the walk up the stairs to Jenny 's apartment,

she pressed the doorbell.

'' I 'm so pleased you could amount, '' Jenny said in a low husky phonation,

smiling warmly, as she opened the threshold. In a glimpse she took in the

magnificent visual modality of the dewy blonde, the recollective gilded hair, the full

young lip, the firm rising mound upthrust against the thin fabric

of her apparel above a slim down shank and soft swelling thighs. `` You must be

terribly hot, '' she added, noticing piddling beading of perspiration on

Linda 's upper lip.

'' Hello, '' replied Linda as she entered, noting Jenny 's long bare legs

and bare feet, her improbable thin physique and short-cropped hair. As Jenny

walked ahead of her to the living way Linda could n't help but admire

the seemliness of her ramification and the way theatrical role of her ass-cheeks showed softly

round beneath the hot trouser. She appeared to be about twenty-four or

XXV, with an olive-brown skin and very smooth face. The top-

good example caliber of the girl were obvious.

Jenny apologized about the heat of the apartment, explaining that it

was n't air-cool as she imagined all American homes were, as she

ushered Linda into the way that momentarily inspired in Linda a sense

of panic. There was the cast ! The sight of it brought every conscious

here and now of the former evening back in horrific vividness. She became

aware of the fact that she had suddenly stopped walking into me elbow room,

her centre fixed on the sofa, when she felt Jenny 's hired hand on her arm.

'' come and sit down here, it 's the most comfortable topographic point, '' she said,

leading her to the couch. As Linda sat down, feeling weak and trembling

in her belly, she looked up and noticed for the first clip that she

could see right through Jenny 's fragile top, could see the outline of

pink mamilla against the roundness of firm brown tit. Below the

short top Jenny 's flat tummy and bellybutton were exposed as far as the

band of her hot gasp which were only partly zipped up.

Aware of Linda 's examination, Jenny explained : `` I 've been trying on

some summer clothes for a fashion display. You know how it is -they always

send the wrong size of it, like these hot pants. I can hardly do up the

zip. ``

'' Is Hugh here ? '' Linda asked abruptly.

'' No, the boy 's gone down to the beach. I guess he 's gone for the rest

of the afternoon. He seems to be very fond of you, Linda, but I must

warn you, he 's very fickle. '' As she spoke, jennet noticed that Linda

relaxed, that the wary construction changed to a smile. `` I hope you 're

hungry, '' she added. `` I 've made some brownies especially for you. ``

'' You should n't have gone to so much difficulty, '' Linda replied, as Jenny

got up to make tea. She watched the older girl walk of life to the kitchen, her

house, slim, boylike posterior slightly swaying in what Linda supposed

was a form 's pass. She wished she had n't worn so many clothes : the

room was stifling.

It was after Linda had eaten two of the hash-filled cookie that she

gradually felt a mood of sensuousness coming over her. She had n't

really felt thirsty and had only eaten the brownies because Jenny had

gone to so a good deal difficulty on her behalf. She liked jenny and they talked

happily about surfing, modeling and clothes. After a while they went to

the bedroom where jennet showed her row after row of wearing apparel, some of

which she thought Linda might like to try on.

Linda stepped out of her dress and then jenny said, `` Take those leotards

off, Linda, they 're much too hot to wear in this atmospheric condition. ``

Jenny had already removed her top and knickers, intending to shew off an

evening robe, and Linda laughed as the naked girl began to deplumate the

tights down over her bottom. What a magnificent creature she is, cerebrate

Linda as she watched the farseeing brown soundbox bending down to move out the

tights.

'' You 'll have to accept everything off to get into some of these things, ''

Jenny said laughingly. `` Your breasts are small-scale than mine but I think

your bottom 's a piddling great. ``

'' They are not smaller, and it is n't cock-a-hoop, '' Linda stated, feeling a

little put out as she removed her petticoat and unhooked her bra.

'' It 's probably because you 're shorter that the symmetry seem to be

unlike. '' Jenny held her by the shoulders and moved close to her.

'' Look, my nipples are an inch higher than yours, '' she said, pushing her

breasts gently against Linda 's, sending a thrill of agitation through

the offspring girl whose hashish-affected mind was giving her a strange

desire to wee more than physical tangency with Jenny. There was a sweet

pungent taste in her mouth and a slight dizziness she associated with

the extraordinary, overpowering feeling of sensuousness she was

experiencing. She was beginning to lose her horse sense of where she was, and

felt that outside the room there was zilch, that the elbow room itself was

the extent of the whole world-she seemed totally and pleasantly

disorientated. But she could n't cease a howling smell of acquittance and

happiness that brought with it a sudden decisiveness that she was entitled

to be permissive. She felt her face coloring and was conscious of her

heaving breasts.

'' Jenny, people who talk about the permissive age should meet my

parents ! '' she said, apropos of nothing, it seemed to Jenny.

'' What brought that estimate into your pretty little head ? '' asked jennet,

amused that the hashish was apparently working. She felt as horny as a

cat in heat as she stood back to look up to Linda 's firm Whitney Moore Young Jr. breasts.

Linda laughed out loud. `` I do n't lie with. It must be because I think my

parents are disgusting. And so is your cousin-german Hugh. ``

'' All men are, darling girl. They are vicious rapist animate being, '' William Le Baron Jenny said.

'' You know what they want to do to personify like ours ? '' she asked, facing

the mirror with her arm around Linda. `` They want to ram their weapons

into us. That 's what they want to do. ``

'' Now look at my merchant ship in the mirror, '' exclaimed Linda. `` It 's no wider

than yours. ``

Standing side by face in figurehead of the mirror, Jenny placed her hand

around Linda 's hip so that her leg was pressed hard against the

blonde's.

'' Mmmm, it 's slightly bighearted at the vertebral column, I think. Now let 's try

bellies. position your belly against mine. ``

As Linda turned again to face Jenny, she trembled as she involuntarily

tucked in her buttocks so that her pussy as well as her belly pushed

against the other girl. She was quite cognizant of what she was doing but

aught on solid ground could give stopped her : uncontrollably she wanted to

press her body unconditional against William Le Baron Jenny 's consistency, her mild boob hard against

William Le Baron Jenny 's breasts, to rub their nipples together. We 're just playing, she

said to herself. We 're playing games with our bodies, she giggled to

herself as Jenny pressed her breasts against her, then her belly and

with an upward movement brought her kitty backbreaking against the diffuse Whitney Young

mound that so eagerly sought hers.

And then Jenny kissed her, lips open against the young girl 's laughing

mouth.

Linda 's eyes flew blanket open as she felt Jenny 's oral cavity on her quivering

lips. Jenny saw the storm chemical reaction. She also saw that Linda 's

manifestation was slightly dazed. The hashish cooky were certainly working

but she must n't cannonball along and shock her out of the United States Department of State of high sensuality

the girl was obviously feeling. She pulled away from her locution, `` I

could n't balk that, my dearie. you have such kissable sass. '' Linda

pulled away from her.

Linda 's reaction was one of part relief and part regret. She felt drink

with the demands of her trunk to experience again the polish closeness

of Jenny 's glorious limbs and breasts. When their puss met she had

experienced a thrill she had never known before : it was something like

the satisfaction she got from caressing her own naked body, feeling her

own breast and teat, touching the lips of her vagina. She was moist

there now, she knew, and she wanted to act with herself. No. She

wanted Jenny to toy with her there. Jenny was idly running her fingers

down the nubile blonde 's back, tickling into the cleft of her steadfast ass-

cheeks. Linda moved forward, her heart dazedly staring at William Le Baron Jenny 's lips.

'' Kiss me again. You have kissable brim too, jenny ass. '' She could n't

believe that she 'd said it, yet offered no electric resistance when Jenny pulled

her down onto the bed and kissed her wide-cut on the mouth.

She felt jenny 's tongue moving feverishly inside her mouth and she

responded with her own, licking at it and opening her oral cavity wide in a

yielding to Jenny 's go through sass and glossa.

The fervidness in the innocent youth girl 's consistence blazed at the unexpected

move to the bed, a firing of unconvincing excitement at the erotic

knowledge that she was naked and alone with a beautiful naked female child who

was making love to her. Perhaps she had at some time imagined this

position, or heard whispered references to it among her girl booster

but even so she was surprised in her hash-befuddled psyche that she could

accept it so easily and naturally. The word `` lesbian '' did n't enter her

head.

Unwittingly, she was soothed by the drug that destroyed inhibition.

Also, she was reacting against her theme of the Male sex, against Hugh 's

approximative behaviour, the stupor of seeing her Father-God lewdly shoving his tool

into her mother 's mouth, the salaciousness of Tom cumming onto her boldness.

Here with Jenny she felt safe, there was no majuscule weapon to fear, no

animal strength to fight back, simply a beautiful naked young woman lying beside

her, kissing and caressing her body. She believed the mild feeling of

faintness, of floating in the clouds was the effect of her growing

desire for the stuffiness, the beauteousness of this girlfriend with the

statuesque neck and articulatio humeri, whose breasts were now softly moving

across her own, and who was moving on top of her and insinuating a leg

between hers. Totally relaxed, Linda opened her legs, feeling the

insistence of Jenny 's puss against her thigh and her own pussy pressed

against jenny. Involuntarily she placed a paw on Jenny 's ass-cheeks

and the onetime female child thus encouraged, began to rub her leg against the

pubic mound that Linda pushed up. titillating excitement lubricated their

vaginal back talk until they were both sopping wet up between their legs.

Their bodies sweated so very much together in the hot bedroom Linda felt

jenny ass sliding over her body like a fish. The skin of their breast and

paunch was beaded with moisture, increasing in both girls their

touch sensation of wanton unconstraint. William Le Baron Jenny felt terribly thirsty from the burden

of the hashish she had smoked and eaten. She eased herself from Linda 's

embrace.

'' I must consume a drink. Would you like a Coke, darling ? '' she asked.

'' If it is C, '' Linda replied, leaning out of the bed to stroke

jennet 's tempting ass-cheeks.

'' I 'll be back in a second. Just lie there with your hand on your pussy.

You look like a blonde `` Naked Maia ''. Just like your picture. ``

Linda sat up with a stifled scream, reality breaking into her psyche

through her state of relaxed abandonment.

'' Oh, the photo ! I must hold it. Please, jennet, can you get it for me ? ''

she begged.

William Le Baron Jenny quickly realized that she might suffer this gorgeous girl if she

did n't handle her carefully. What a fool I am to remark that fucking

shot, she thought as she quickly sat down on the bed and pushed

Linda gently back, one hand playing with the young girl 's business firm ripe

tit, and kissed her softly on the pap. But Linda was obsessed

with the picture and was not to be easily diverted, although she writhed

slightly on the bed, reacting to the breast kisses, and begged jenny to

help her. The elder girl leaned across and kissed her briefly on the

mouth to pipe down her and call she would definitely get the photo from

Hugh. Linda had half-expected the photo to be in the flat and

almost wept at the repulsive thought of Hugh showing it around the breaker

nine. She clung to Jenny, saying how she feared men, what brutes they

were ; how obscene her parents were and how she loved Tom but wanted to

stay with jenny ass. The sun-tanned tribade saw that there was no need to

worry about the confused lady friend coming out of the issue of the drug ;

Linda was well under the turn of the self-induced drug of luxuria. She 's

lusting for me, Jenny thought, and she smilingly went to the kitchen to

mix a duet of Australian Cokes.

'' We 're going to celebrate, Linda my pet, '' jenny announced when she

returned to the belt with two ice full phase of the moon of spiky blow. `` I 've added a

drop of Vodka. I hope you do n't listen, but this is something to

celebrate. It 's the first time I 've ever wanted a daughter, '' she lied. `` I 'm

afraid you 're irresistible. ``

Linda tried to suppose clearly but she was in a state of sexual euphory.

Time did n't imply a thing to her : she did n't imagine of when she should be

returning menage. Time had stopped. Her longing for more than caresses from

this lovely nude fille standing by the bed staring at her consumed her

consistence, the longing increasing as jennet stood there sipping her potable and

shamelessly gazing down at the lust-inflamed young girl with wonder

and desire.

'' Cheers darling. Or should I say 'bottoms up'? Anyway wassail up, we 're

celebrating our first game between girlfriend, '' Jenny said, licking her lips

as she lewdly stared at the legal tender little bitch lightly covered with

blonde pubescent hair.

'' Do other girls do this ? '' Linda innocently asked.

'' I think all girls do. It does n't entail anything. It 's just fun and

secret plan. We 're barren from beastly men and cipher is any the wiser. ``

Linda was beginning to feel part of the sexual revolution ; like all

liberated woman, she decided, she had the right to experiment sexually,

the rightfulness of the liberate teenager, the right hand for which so many

adult female author had fought. With sour confidence, helped by the hashish,

she felt she had overcome her guilt feelings about fingering herself.

She had lost her virginity, she was liberate to do as she pleased. After

all I am 15, she thought rebelliously. She was mentally preparing

herself for the coming act, the thought of which was inducing in her

the most tremendous flavor she had ever experienced.

Hot and thirsty, Linda drained her drinking glass and lay back on the bed. jenny ass

sat down beside her, dripping Coke with her finger's breadth onto one of Linda 's

nipples and then licking it, bringing that nipple, then the former, into

hard pink period. Linda responded by cupping Jenny 's tanned mounds with

both work force and leaned up to kiss her passionately. It 's only fun and

games, she thought, just wonderful fun and games.

jenny placed their empty glasses on the flooring and began kissing Linda 's

eubstance, moving from her neck where she greedily sucked ancestry crisscross in the

smooth flesh, then down over both breasts to her navel point which she licked

with her feverishly working tongue and down slowly to the Edward Young

blonde 's palpitating breadbasket and the indentation between her leg and

genital organ. She felt Linda stretch and begin to worm. It 's safe to go a

bit further than she expects the fun and games to go, she thought to

herself. As she placed her mitt on the delicate, almost hairless back talk

of Linda 's pussy she felt the girl stiffen but held her fingers still

until she felt the drugged young female child relax and gradually start to

writhe again under the insistency of her fingers. jenny ass parted the

recently deflowered pinkish cuntal backtalk, feeling the amygdaliform

clitoris set and hang her head down to bet at its miniature

erection before stretching out matted on the bed and wantonly burying her

brass between the blonde 's heaving thigh. She began to lick ravenously,

knowing now that she had the girl completely under her control. She

could do anything with her.

The more she licked the more Linda responded, opening her peg broad as

if to receive a rooster. William Le Baron Jenny moved up to squat between the lithe recollective

legs, and placed her brass between the softly rounded thighs, gently

pushing them even farther apart to kiss with her lips the wet lips of

Linda 's cunt, then sticking her clapper suddenly into the vaginal

deepness, pushing it as far as it would go and licking the hot secretions

of the cuntal passageway as she withdrew to repeat the motion again ...

and again. She felt quite drunk with the sweet essence of the youthful

young lady 's tight, almost vestal cunt. If only I had got her before Hugh !

I could have broken her with my finger ! the lewdly inflamed Jenny

thought.

Moving forward, she licked Linda 's body all the way back up to her

neck, ears and finally her mouth. Linda, tasting her own cuntal juices

for the first prison term, responded with uninhibited moans and kissed Jenny

back in a long passionate embrace that seemed to concluding for hour. Their

thighs were now pressing into each early 's pussies, moving sufficiently

to fulfill the demand of the clitoris for stimulation. They held each

other, moved and changed positions, using fingers on each former 's

wildly excited cunts feverishly until they were both tightlipped to climax.

'' jennet, Jenny, I think I 'm going to blow up ! '' Linda gasped as the

experienced older girl worked skillfully, compressing the vaginal lips

and then opening them again with a digit in between, at times moving

her finger lower and pushing inside the hot slit flowing with creamy

moisture.

'' We 'll cum together. work me and I 'll clobber you, '' whispered Jenny

hoarsely, turning around quickly before Linda could protest. She lay on

top of her so that both their heads, one with short sinister hair's-breadth, the

other with foresightful blonde hair falling over her face and articulatio humeri, could

bend forward to plunge into each early 's pulsating cunts.

While Jenny went down on her, Linda inserted her natural language into Jenny 's

cuntal slit, suddenly aware of its reckless odor that would forever be

associated in her mind with the intoxicating, special lust she was

experiencing for the first meter. lust for bosom, the kissing of

pap, the easy knowing admittance to her cunt, the strange exhilaration of

making dearest to another beautiful girl.

Linda 's severe breast were pressed into jenny 's yielding belly while she

could feel jenny 's firm breasts against her own belly, providing

sensuous touch which were, however, subaltern to the mind-bending

sensory faculty of her hot, excited snatch. They licked in unison,

instinctively satisfying each other, tonguing where each wanted to be

tongued, sucking and kissing in the Sami manner and with the Saame

intensity, the Lapplander urging and the same complete abandon.

William Le Baron Jenny was experienced, yet the XV yr old girl was showing she

knew exactly what to do and how to do it.

She 's a rude, Jenny thought with delight.

Linda knew the wants of her own torso, and as she felt her clitoris

being licked, she licked back at the clitoris between her sass,

sometimes nibbling it gently between her tooth. It was something like

doing it to herself. She had once wished, lying lonely and frustrated

in her virgin bed that she could figure out her own cunt. This was better,

a totally world better. She was going to cum, and she could feel jennet

going into the first cramp of orgasm, too. Yes, oh God yes, we 're

cumming together ! She felt her insides tremble. Jenny was moaning

ecstasy and now Linda too was moaning. Both daughter began to sop up

mindlessly at each former 's wildly pounding clitoris as their coming

coincided, the hot milky secretions flooding out to be greedily

swallowed, their faces buried frantically in each early 's cunt.

For a long while they lay there, hitch and satiated. Linda felt as

though her thinker had exploded like a cracker, and now she felt

dazed, incapable of thinking rationally of what had happened to her.

She knew she was debauched but she just did n't deliver the strength of

mind left to care. They both lay on their backs now, one of the black

girl 's legs trailing carelessly over the slope of the bed, the other leg

flung in total abandon across Linda 's proudly upthrow youth white meat,

while Linda lay in almost the Same position with her legs partly drawn

up and pass around apart. Both dreamily gazed at the former 's pussy, smiling

with the expiation of coming and the vivid involvement of what had

happened between them. The event of vodka and hash on both of them

left them somewhat dazed, heedless of the darkening room as the sun

set, listening to the removed murmur of breakers and the muffle audio of

dealings in the street below. The phone did not bring the outside existence

into the room as Linda placed one paw over her pussy, her other hand

over Jenny 's. However, much as Jenny wanted more, she knew that Hugh

would be back soon. There were More fun and secret plan to total !

'' I feel starved, do n't you ? '' she asked.

'' Do n't really deal, '' mumbled Linda, stroking Jenny 's cunt.

'' I 'll bring us a biscuit and another drink. I think you like Aussie

Cokes now, do n't you, my cover girl piffling nymphet ? ``

'' Yes, I think I do, '' Linda said vaguely, sitting up with William Le Baron Jenny to kiss

her before she left the bedroom.

Before returning, Linda put on a Hodges and Ellington disc and when

they had eaten the biscuit they carried their chicken feed into the living

room where they danced buttock to cheek, breast to breast and cunt to

cunt. Their drift quickly brought Linda to a sexual reaction ; she

felt her clitoris aroused and asked jenny to make for with her. `` With my

cunt, '' she said, all expostulation to coarse words forgotten.

'' Stay the dark with me, '' Jenny suggested, feeling down to rub her

fingerbreadth into the slit and over the fiddling raised almond.

'' Yes, yes, I will. But what about my parents ? '' Linda exclaimed, trying

to solve a problem that was only partly nagging at the back of her foggy

mind.

'' I 'll phone them and ask them, '' Jenny suggested, arousing Linda further

with her finger and a long kiss.

'' I think dad would hie straight here and take on me away. You do n't bang

how they protect me. It 's unspeakable, '' she giggled.

Jenny had thought of this job in casing she did care to seduce the

young lady. Hugh had a plan ; so did she.

'' Do you really want to sleep with me tonight ? '' she asked, holding her

tight around the waistline, fondling her buttocks and keeping her fingerbreadth

rubbing up and down her pubic channel. `` Do you really want to, darling ? ``

'' Yes, I want to fuck you all night, '' Linda replied then laughed to

herself at the thought of telling a fille she wanted to fuck her. I must

be drunk, she thought, and began to laugh aloud. `` I 'm drunk William Le Baron Jenny, my

lovely girl-fuck. I 'm drunk. ``

'' Then you ca n't go family. I 'll earpiece your female parent and fix it. Now you go

and cool off under a shower. We both need one, '' she said pushing the

blonde towards the bathroom.

'' I want to dance with you. ``

'' We 'll trip the light fantastic toe later. Go and lavish. '' With that Jenny shut her in the

lavish stall and went to the phone, leaving the drunkenly laughing missy

playing under the fine, cooling spray.

When Susannah spendthrift answered the sound, Arnold was out shopping. They

were worrying again about Linda not being home when they returned and

Susannah was trusted the call option was from Linda. Instead, it was the girl

Jenny that Linda had mentioned. She could n't get wind properly ... the lady friend

seemed to be slurring her words. recollective aloofness ? She said it was a long

distance call from Brisbane, could she listen her ? Yes, she said, but

could she speak louder ?

What she heard made her tenderness pound with anxiety. Linda in Brisbane,

six-hundred geographical mile away, with Jenny ? Surely there must be some mistake ?

Oh no, there was no misapprehension. Being asked to fly there at a second 's

placard for a modeling job, Linda had gone with her to see some of the

country. They would be back in a few daytime'sentence and Linda could tell

her parents all about it. Susannah demanded to mouth to Linda. `` In a

mo, '' said Jenny. First of all she wanted to differentiate her how overturned

Linda was at seeing her mother suck off her Padre 's hammer. `` What did

you say ? '' screamed Susannah. jenny repeated the devastating information

and went on to say how Linda had confided in her and how she wanted to

get away from her parents for a few mean solar day. Jenny also said, into the

shocked silence at the other end, that she would be with Mrs. Spender 's

daughter all the clock time that no trauma would fare to her, but if Mrs.

Spender did n't wish to bring her girl to a flighty breakdown she

should leave her to stay away.

'' We 're staying with Hugh 's Padre, '' she explained, `` a very estimable

judge. '' They would jaw respective component of Queensland `` and do n't worry, ''

she told Mrs. Spender, `` we 'll generate to Sydney safe and fathom. ``

'' I insist on oral presentation to Linda, '' her mother demanded. `` Otherwise I

might be forced to headphone the police force. ``

'' Very well, '' jenny said. `` I 'll get her. She 's talking to the jurist at

the moment. I do n't think you should talk to any policemen, Mrs.

Spender. The constabulary might marvel why the sight of her mother sucking

her sire 's dick drove your daughter away. ``

Susannah had to sit down, trembling with fear for her daughter and from

the result of dreadful shame. So Linda did not snarf up to bed that

dark ... she must throw looked in for the first time. Oh my God, she thought, the

hapless little Princess !

Jenny called Linda who came dripping to the telephone. Holding her hand

over the embouchure, Jenny whispered to Linda : `` It 's OK. You can outride

the dark. When you speak to your mother, just ask can you stay. Just

that. Can you stay. ``

Excitedly, Linda took the receiver and said, `` Hello Mom ! Is it all

right to stay ? ``

Susannah had recovered her senses enough to control her vocalisation. She had

decided quickly that she must carry this thing through by herself and

not bring Arnold into it. It was all too shameful.

'' hello, Princess, are you all right ? '' she asked, trying to save the

anxiety of her voice.

'' Sure, Mom, '' Linda replied laughing. `` I 'm having a wonderful time. I

adore being here. ``

'' It must be red-hot there than here, '' her female parent said, cerebration of the

eminent temperatures 100 of miles to the north.

'' Yes, it 's beautifully hot, '' replied Linda, feeling Jenny 's hand

pressing into her pussy. `` Thanks for letting me stay. I 'll only be here

for ... '' she managed to say before Jenny `` accidentally '' pushed the

receiver clit and the line went utterly, leaving the sentence in the

air.

'' Oh shit, '' Jenny said. `` I 'm sorry, I cut you off. ``

'' I 'll headphone again, '' Linda said cheerily, swaying on her feet.

She certainly ca n't hold her pot likker, thought Jenny.

'' Do n't test your luck, dear, '' Jenny murmured as she kissed the

delicate pink lobe of the blonde 's ear and rubbed her nipples expertly

across the erect duet in front of her. `` Your father might change your

female parent 's thinker. ``

'' Never, '' the young American English replied, sighing at the sensuous passes the

older female child was making. `` dad always does as he 's told. At base, Mom

wears the pants. ``

'' How quaintly American English, '' Linda said. `` In this home, fille go without

trouser. ''

She went to the hi-fi and repeated the record just played, and the two

little girl danced, holding crocked to each former 's body, ramification thrust hard

against pubic hummock, oral cavity locked in a long blissful candy kiss. Linda

forgot about calling her mother.

It was going to be difficult for Susannah spend-all to explain Linda 's

foolish lark to Arnold. But what could she do ? She would have to

say that Linda called and asked her permission, that she was now on her

way to the airdrome, and that she knew exactly where their daughter

would be staying in Brisbane. The fact that Linda had talked to a

stranger about the shocking episode hurt Susannah deeply, but then, she

reasoned to herself, Linda was adolescent and she supposed it was a

formula reaction to be shocked at what she saw. She would really consume to

talk to her head-shrinker about it when she got home. It was probably

time Linda saw a psychiatrist, too.

She mixed herself a martini to fortify herself for when Arnold returned

to find his Princess gone away with a mannequin to stay put with a judge in

Brisbane. She drank the martini and mixed another. She still trembled-

more from the shock absorber of Jenny 's revealing than the fact that jenny ass had

virtually run away from them, but consoled herself with the thought

that at least their favourite Princess was staying with a in effect phratry.

At the same consequence, a few hundred yards away Linda was sipping another

Australian Coke, thinking warm and loving thoughts about her female parent. `` Mom 's

great, '' she said enthusiastically to Jenny. `` I 'll take on her some heyday

in the morning time. From Jenny and Linda, '' she giggled, spilling Coca Cola

between their boob and over the four nipples.

'' Want to lick some Coke ? '' she asked jenny ass. And Jenny did, as Linda did,

the licking continuing until their back talk were back together locked in

a passionate, sucking and tonguing French kiss. They were dancing, cunt

rubbing, and kissing when they heard Hugh 's key turning in the lock of

the front door.

* * *

Hugh and nightstick staggered up the step of William Le Baron Jenny 's apartment building,

under the weight unit of several dozen cans of Foster 's beer. Tonight they

were going to observe American-Australian friendship.

'' An intimate political party, '' Hugh had explained to his acquaintance at the breakers

Club. `` Just us four : You Billy, me, jenny and the Yank Princess. ''

Having been given the brush-off more metre than he could remember, Jim

Yates was doubtful if they could set a gang-bang without individual

screaming for the `` demons '' - as he called the local police. He had

already faced a judge on an set about colza typeface and had been lucky to

have been let off with a warning. Hugh assured them all that if Linda

was still at the apartment when he got home it meant that Jenny had

managed to feather off Linda 's parents and had kept her there with the

threat of the photo ... and a piffling hashish.

Hugh 's wickedness programme had them all lusting after the luscious offspring girl in

the photo which they had passed around, staring lewdly at the

unconscious mind blonde lying back stark naked on the sofa with her paw on

her twat between her wide-apart legs. They all laughed as they watched

Jim 's pants begin to bulge so quickly he had to go to the washroom to

bewilder some cold water on his flagitious erection. Following Hugh 's programme

they stayed down at the guild all evening to give Jenny a chance to name

the placement, and by now several dry pint of beer had aroused their

luxuria to boiling point. When Hugh insisted that only he and baton should

go up to the apartment first, Jim and Tiger had become a minuscule

strong-growing, demanding to accompany them.

'' You 'd only frighten her, '' Hugh said, and threatened to call it all off

if Sludge-Pump did n't stay at the club for another time of day. `` In any case, ''

he added, `` you 'd frighten hell out of jenny, too, with that blinking

peachy weapon splitting your denim. We 've got ta do by Jenny very

carefully otherwise she might shut away us all out. '' He knew that she found

the hairy bull-necked life-saver repulsive.

Tiger and billy had design of their own for Jenny, and they had bought a

couple of bottles of vodka to make to the little girl they thought should be

educated to prefer men to miss, at least to get some bisexual

practice.

At the apartment jenny ass and Linda were dancing naked together to music

from a book musician when Hugh opened the room access and staggered in with

billy goat, both of them roaring with laughter and roaring sot. Linda

clung to Jenny, suddenly afraid, squeezing their breasts so close

together jenny ass gasped.

'' well, get a payload of this, Billy, '' cried Hugh, his center popping. `` face

like lady'night at the naturist dependency. Did n't know you were a dam,

Jenny ! '' He patted her pocket-sized tight buttocks and tried to ease his hand

below the chap but she flung his arm away. She was annoyed that he

was n't alone. Not that she did n't like truncheon but she had been hoping

that the eve would evolve into a tea cosy small threesome.

'' Lez be friends, '' slurred billy, lurching forward only to be pushed

forcefully back onto the couch by the two girls.

When Hugh returned from the kitchen he had already taken off his shirt

and was in the physical process of dropping his shorts. The little girl were first

aware of his front when they felt his pissed cock pushing between

their close-together thigh, William Le Baron Jenny reacting by putting her hand down

around his ass-cheeks and pulling him between them, meanwhile holding

Linda 's mouth against hers, their tongues group meeting and sliding over one

another. `` Sit this one out, billy goat, '' ordered Hugh. `` You can induce a tango

later. '' They both laughed drunkenly and baton flopped into a chairperson to

watch, at the Same prison term dropping his shorts to release his own erect

member.

Linda was only half-conscious from the result of the hashish which

seemed to be entering her bloodstream more quickly now, and she felt

herself lubricating juicily as Jenny kissed her passionately, and she

rubbed her thigh between the older girl 's legs. When Hugh pushed his

cock between them she wanted to yell but could n't, because she was

again being excited by the stamp and knowing way Jenny was kissing

her. She did n't want the hugging to finish. Who would learn her if she

yelled ? Anyway she had completely lost control of herself in this new

and howling experience of having Jenny 's beautiful body swaying

against hers. In a way she felt that it was as though she were making

love to herself, or as if William Le Baron Jenny was somehow flattering her, adoring

her, paying her a not bad compliment when she kissed her so excitingly

and aroused such keen feelings in her puss. She never wanted the

mo to pass.

'' Please, William Le Baron Jenny, '' she gasped, pushing hard to retain Hugh 's intruding cock

from coming between them. `` Let 's go to the bedroom ... ''

'' OK by me, '' chortled Hugh, grabbing them both by the waist and slowly

propelling them towards the bedroom. jennet kicked the room access shut.

'' Hugh 's in this one too, my pet, '' Jenny whispered in Linda 's ear,

sliding her tongue into her ear then down her neck and back around to

her mouthpiece. The compounding of her hot breath and wet tongue in Linda 's

ear had an electric effect on the inexperient youthful girlfriend. jennet

could n't believe this panting, hungering fauna was the like one as

the puritanical small miss of a few hours before. She had never been so

aroused by any girl, and this one responded to her more than any of the

others had. She eased the tautness of her ass-cheek muscles as she felt

Hugh 's fingers searching behind her, letting him feel around and into

her cunt. With his other paw Hugh was feeling below the easygoing, milky

cheeks of Linda 's buttocks and she too relaxed to let him explore

lower, thinking it was Jenny 's fingers. They stood like this for

awhile, slightly swaying to the rhythm of the music and Hugh keeping

meter with his member rubbing between their thighs, pushing forward

until the swollen fountainhead of his cock was crushed against the two pubic

hammock. When he heard the door opening he told he-goat to fuck-off and

pour some beers and vodkas, to impart them alone for a few minutes.

Linda was make to cum when suddenly Hugh separated the two girls,

pushing jenny down to the bed on her back. She looked at him with a

quizzical face as he forced Linda to kneel with her moist cunt

placed over jenny 's upturned face.

'' You lick her puss while I fuck it from behind, '' he said, winking at

her. `` I 'm sure you know where it is. ``

There was no reply from jenny as she put her munition around Linda 's waist

and eagerly buried her face into the soft pink lips of her pussy with

its pocket-sized fringe of curly blonde cuntal hairs.

Half-realizing what was happening, Linda tried to rescind herself up but

jenny 's weapon system gripped her tightly around the shank and suddenly she felt

Hugh 's weight across her back, pinning her completely. As a renewed

surge of sensualism bed covering through her, tightening her interior, she

pressed her pelvis forward to receive Jenny 's lascivious tongue-lapping

at her clitoris.

'' Ooooooooh, '' she moaned, momentarily forgetting that Hugh 's fleshy rod

was being readied behind her. And then she felt Jenny 's arms move from

around her waistline and her hands pulling her ass-cheeks apart. She 's

helping Hugh ! God, Linda suddenly thought in a panic, they 've planned

this between them. His own cousin-german had helped get her into this

disgusting situation ! She started to scream in protest, the shock absorber of

her realization partly clearing away the effects of the dose

cooky. Humiliated by her helplessness, she tried to skin out of

their grip but it was hopeless.

Hugh clamped a helping hand across her mouth. `` Shut up you trivial lesbian

bitch. Or would you like to see a photo of this position, too ? '' he

growled at her, feeling with the head of his dick for the tight, warm

opening of her cunt. `` Give us a handwriting, Jenny, '' he said, `` take the

monster into the little beef. ``

'' With pleasance, Hugh, '' Jenny laughed, holding his hot throbbing cock

with one handwriting and guiding it to where she parted the slippery lips of

Linda 's vagina with her other hand.

'' Start pushing, '' William Le Baron Jenny called, rubbing his probing rod with the juices

exuding from Linda 's moist cunt. As Hugh started to slide his pecker into

the initiative she licked at its psyche, licking right along the snatch and

across Linda 's toilsome little tumid clitoris. Hugh took his bridge player away from

Linda 's mouth and caressed her chest while his other hand pressed

into the bed to alleviate some of his free weight from her eubstance. He did n't want

to squash Jenny 's forefront. What a wonderful licker you are, my cousin, he

thought. You 've tamed us both ! For Linda 's moaning had subsided, her

look was buried into the pillow and she was already moving her buttocks

back toward Hugh 's entering cock without him having to displume her backrest.

He was now partly in and could palpate jenny ass licking right along beneath

his rod, sending quivers that he could finger spreading from his anus

right through his body.

Linda 's cunt was wet with wishing and Jenny 's was puffed and streaming

with a clitoral excitation that she attended to with her own finger

while at the Same clip she flicked away with her spit at the tenacious,

slippery cock and the juicily balmy bitch. Linda turned her head sideways

on the pillow, closed her optic and gave herself up to the fill in

pleasure of feeling Jenny 's beautiful mouth and tongue working away at

her while her vagina openly welcomed the intrusion being made from

behind her.

It was too a good deal for the inexperienced fifteen year old : Hugh was

starting to slide right into her when she came, shuddering up to his

turncock and down to Jenny 's clapper, afraid at the same time as she was

cumming that she might hurt Jenny 's wonderful mouth. Her eyes glazed

with erotic joy, her dead body shook and she thought her cunt was

afire. As the explosion within her body subsided she wanted more, more

of that Sami feeling

'' fucking me harder Hugh ... fuck me ... bang me ... fuck me, '' she begged.

'' What about me, you selfish bastards ? '' said a interpreter from the doorway.

he-goat stood there, his eyes popping at the fit of pervert bodies,

his heavy penis in one helping hand, a can of beer in the other. Hugh was

climbing further up the declamatory double bed to squat with his cock against

Linda 's expression. `` Suck this, '' he said to Linda, grabbing two fistful of

her hair.

'' Go on, establish him a little suck, '' Jenny urged, at the same time reaching

for Billy 's pulsating rod, pulling him down to the bed. Aroused and

unsatisfied, she saw that Hugh was about to neglect her while he forced

his cock into Linda 's back talk and she desperately needed something to

satisfy the excruciation of deprivation she felt raging between her thighs.

Linda felt jenny 's tongue go back into her cunt, that glorious spit

knowingly, tenderly licking again at her clitoris that now had an

insatiate, pulsating itch. Into her befuddled nous came the memory of

Tom shooting his sperm into her font, her mother swallowing as her

founder moaned in coming. She tried pitifully to ferment her point away only

to be pulled painfully back by the hair so that her lip were against

the heading of his rooster she had wanted in her cunt.

Not my oral fissure, oh not my mouth, her sane intellect rebelled and her tummy

tightened as she tasted the dribbles of lubrication running from its

head, and she thought he was cumming. She struggled again but Hugh

pushed back her foreland and clamped his back talk on hers, parting her lips.

She gave in to his kiss, opening her mouth, inspired by jenny 's tongue

going up in sharp darts inside her vagina. Hugh felt Linda 's mouth

slacken, quickly lifted his cheek away from hers and pushed her surface

entire lips down over the straits of his turncock, still wet from the juice of

her snatch. She tried to break away again and was held as Hugh rammed his

huge member so hard into her mouth that she thought she 'd pop off. She

was being too firmly held now, Jenny 's arms around her waist and Hugh 's

hands behind her capitulum.

The older daughter, lewdly excited by the struggling young blonde, gasped

to billy club, `` Quick jostle your cock into my pussy. I want you to sleep together me

for all you 're worth. '' Billy did n't call for a second invitation and

guiding his wildly jerking prick into her lust-inflamed vaginal depth

he thought : Saviour I thought she was a lesbian but she really wants a

man to fuck her ... and fuck her I will.

Meanwhile Hugh was grinding his pelvis hard into Linda 's face. `` Suck

you bitch or I 'll jam it down your throat. Suck ! '' Linda wondered how

Hugh could be so tremendous to her. He knows does n't he that this is a

sexual as t that gives me nightmares ? It revolts me ! Only whores do it.

And he called me a tribade ! she dimly recalled, groaning to herself as

hot flushes of ignominy colored her cheeks. She could hear the wet sucking

sound as Billy fucked away at Jenny, the speech sound forming a speech rhythm with

the defeat of Jenny 's tongue up the groove of her squelchily wet cunt.

Her mouth began to work automatically at sucking Hugh 's shaft that

curved almost too high into her back talk. She leaned forward so as to draw

more comfortably, experimenting with it along one cheek and bringing

her glossa into play.

'' You 're learning fast, sister. You 're a instinctive, '' Hugh said, looking down

at Billy fucking into his cousin-german 's cunt like a madman and Jenny 's

knocker pressed down by the weighting of Linda 's bent second joint. `` Suck

harder, Northerner bitch, I want to experience you really sucking. '' Linda

responded by placing an arm around Hugh 's rear to ascertain her

rhythm and felt his lust-inflated formal slapping against her chin. She

began to suck and tongue wildly at the rod filling her mouth now wet

with a mixture of saliva and what she innocently imagined to be his

cum. She vaguely thought of the Polaroid camera but gratefully

remembered she 'd go away it behind. The cerebration that at least they

could n't increase their blackmail relaxed her far, and she grabbed

at Hugh 's back, digging her nails into his physical body as she pulled her face

back sufficiently to expose his thickly engorged member and then

greedily pulled it back into her mouth, abandoning herself to it, her

tongue flickering with a life of its own, as she felt Jenny 's marvelous

action inside her vagina, while Billy increased the tempo of his

strokes into the older girl 's quivering cunt.

I 'm going to break loose ! Linda thought as jenny ass clamped her backtalk against

her clit and sucked her in a stormy cuntal candy kiss. Billy 's jack-

hammering rod was exciting jenny more than than she had ever thought

possible. Linda could find Hugh 's blood-swollen member beginning to

throbbing ; she sucked harder at him, her mind space except for her

desperate endeavor to think jennet in that position, that sucking kiss

against her clitoris : It was from there that the electrical chill

emanated and spread throughout every fiber of her physical structure. She wanted

jennet to prod deeper into her vagina-what she really wanted was a

lovely big shaft to fill her cunt, to satisfy that insatiate burning

lust that was tormenting her.

But Hugh was ramming his swollen shaft down her throat : `` Christ I 'm

cuummmming ! '' he groaned. Linda wanted to say it, too, to gasp out in

the excruciating pleasance of her own orgasm as she felt his hot load of

spermatozoon jetting into her mouth. `` Swallow it down, '' she dimly heard him

say, and she swallowed and sucked for all she was worth until she felt

his taut body slump. She could see Billy 's font contort erotically as

he came, too, convulsively pumping his sperm into jenny 's belly.

'' Aaaaggghhhh, that 's wonderful nightstick, oh fuck me, sleep together me, have sex me, ''

jennet cried mindlessly between Linda 's legs. truncheon rolled off her and

Hugh, his cock still rock-hard, pulled out of Linda 's mouth and climbed

on top of his full cousin. They kissed frantically, with the gustatory perception of

Linda 's cuntal succus around Jenny 's sassing, as Hugh easily slipped his

voiceless tool into her. From the headspring of the bed Linda stared down with a

twinge of jealousy, seeing Jenny contrive her elegant hanker wooden leg around

Hugh, fucking back at him as he ground away oceanic abyss inside her vaginal

depths with a long pent-up desire. William Le Baron Jenny looked down along Hugh 's body,

watching his flexing cheek rhythmically rising and falling like a

piston. This was something she had often imagined herself doing-looking

over his shoulders to watch over the contraction and easiness cause of

his ass-cheeks. The very vision of his body fucking her aroused her to

new heights.

'' Aaaahhhhhh ! That 's it ! That 's fantastic, my darling Hugh, '' Jenny cried

as she jerked herself up in a frenzy of orgasm, their diaphoresis naked

bodies held tightly together. Linda, curled up above their brain, felt

down to her swollen pussy and looked at Jenny 's as Hugh slowly withdrew

from it with a lewd sucking speech sound. She wanted Hugh to lie with her too but

her humiliation at his hands made her cussedly silent. Regretfully,

she heard the son get up and go out to the kitchen for Cokes.

'' Would you like an Aussie Coke ? '' Hugh asked snidely. jenny replied for

both of them that they would. Linda certainly felt thirsty from the

musky sense of taste of cum. One Thomas More Aussie Coke wo n't hurt, she thought

carelessly.

Chapter 8

Down at the Surf guild the beer flowed endlessly as XII of hoarse

new men overdid their exertion to satisfy the Big Australian thirstiness,

the national pastime that traditionally excluded women-at least in the

Browning automatic rifle. poker machines rattled and clinked, adding to the loud strait of

talk, and orders for pints, `` schooners '' and `` middy '' of frothing beer.

barkeep carried huge platters of brimming glasses to board or shoved

them across beer-wet bars to drinkers clad mostly in shorts and shirts.

In one corner a cluster of men were gloating over a color photo passed

among them by Jim Yates and Tiger Weary Willie, both of whom were obviously

drunk.

'' Bloody slight beauty, eh ? '' tiger was leering. `` My mate and I are

thinking of hawking her fork to *********** members of the lodge. ``

'' Succulent small shuttlecock, '' drooled one of the crowd.

'' She was only broken in yesterday but she 's mad for it. '' Panthera tigris reached

for the photograph and jammed it in his scoop. `` That 's sufficiency, '' he laughed

drunkenly, `` You 'll wear it out staring at it. ``

'' How do you know she 's that good-have you tried her yourself ? '' asked

another.

'' No, we have n't had a go yet, '' growled Jim. `` She 's Hugh 's pick-up. But

we 'll let you all know tomorrow. Tonight 's the night for us and

tomorrow it 'll be on for one and all. ``

Tiger was staring blearily at the clock. `` Hey Sludgie, '' he mumbled.

'' time we left. It 's 11 o'clock. ``

Jim pulled him up close by his shirt. `` Do n't address me that, you hear ? ''

he growled softly. None of the others noticed as they continued talking

loudly of breakers, sun and beer. If there was no opportunity of an orgy

immediately they quickly lost interestingness although none of them would bomb

to keep in the back of his mind the fact that perhaps tomorrow or the

following day there would be a beautiful offspring American blonde available.

Something unlike, even if the physical structure was no advantageously, judging by the

photo, than dozens of fantastic girls who thronged the beaches on

weekends.

Tiger and Jim downed another large beer `` for the road '' and left the

stifling elbow room full of coffin nail roll of tobacco and noise.

Arriving at jenny 's apartment, they announced themselves by pounding

with their fist on the doorway and when it opened, fell in, both calling

out drunkenly `` Where is she ? ``

Jenny and Linda were in the bedroom, dressing up from the mannikin 's wide

assortment of clothes. Hugh and Billy sat naked at a board littered

with opened and unopened tin can of beer. They had been discussing who

should have which girl adjacent or whether they could work out something so

that they could somehow throw them both at the Lapp meter. They were

laughing about the possibilities and strange configurations when their

noisy friends came thumping on the door.

'' get hold of it easy feller, '' Hugh said. `` You 'll frighten the fillies with

that great stallion weapon system of yours, Sludge-Pump. ``

As powerful and thick-set as he was, Jim Yates respected Hugh as leader

and the Charles Herbert Best fighter of the group-as long as he did n't call him

'' Sludge-Pump '' in front of unknown. That made him see red.

The missy had partly opened the chamber door but had quickly shut and

locked it when they saw the sot appear. They were both very often

under the influence of the narcotizing and vodkas although the sometime little girl

was more conscious and mindful than Linda whose thinker had slipped into a

semi-conscious limbo. Nevertheless they were shaken at the plenty of the

drunken lout. Jenny knew and disliked them both, finding Jim Yates

particularly repulsive while Linda 's first-class honours degree reaction on meeting them on

the beach had been one of complete rejection.

Jenny 's apprehensiveness was justified when after a few minutes of

conversation and pouring drinks the boy in the living room started

knocking on the bedroom door, asking to be let in.

'' Oh, do n't let them in, '' begged Linda, now trembling with fright. The

changing of dress and dressing up, the intimate touch and kissing

while they occupied themselves with dresses had been fun. She felt

apprehensive as the loud vulgar sounds of the four men penetrated into

the bedroom.

'' It 's all rightfield, '' Hugh called out. `` Everybody 's dressed. We 're having a

company and we 've got ta have somebody to trip the light fantastic with, '' he added, winking at

the others. `` Put on a platter, Billy. ``

'' Hugh, '' Jenny called back. `` Get those mother fucker out of here. And take

yourself and billy with them. ``

'' Oh, no you do n't, '' Hugh yelled. `` You ca n't order me and my married person about

like that ... '' He was about to commute his timber, to sweet-talk his first cousin,

when he was brushed aside as Tiger, Jim and billy club crashed forward,

their shoulders hitting the frail door, bursting it open.

'' Aha, the gentlewoman are dressed for a party, '' said Billy, admiring the

long maxi-dresses the miss were wearing. He grabbed Jenny around the

waist. `` My dance sister ? '' he asked.

Jenny saw that there was no use arguing now. They would wreck her flat

if she and Linda did n't join in the political party. The intemperately streak in the example

was beginning to show : Linda would have to await after herself if the

worst came to the worst. Anyway, her resistance was at a low ebb after

the pot, the drinks and sex she had enjoyed. If only that creepy

'' Sludge-Pump '' had n't turned up, she moaned to herself. She let Billy

and Hugh, still naked, aim herself and Linda into the living room to

dance awkwardly to the music.

As for Linda, she felt abandoned and lost. Jenny had become her

security, her acquaintance, her trusted friend. She had anticipated staying

the nighttime alone with Jenny. Somewhere in her idea Hugh was accepted

but that was all. Everything now was drastically changed. person

turned off all the lights except a shaded lamp in a corner. She felt

Hugh 's paw behind her gage unzipping her dress and felt his naked

sarcoid cock pushing into her belly. Suddenly the dress was ripped from

her body. Looking back she saw the painful person they called `` Sludge-

ticker '' leeringly hold the charge apparel in front of himself. Slowly, he

lifted the wearing apparel like a curtain going up in a house, lifting until

first his Brobdingnagian dangling orchis sac came into perspective, followed by what

seemed to be an endless exposure of the biggest penis she had ever seen

in her small experience. She could n't consider that a man could have a

prick of such dimensions. As the purple, red-flanged head of the

grievous weapon popped out from beneath the raised dress, she

screamed.

'' Oh, God ! No ! '' she yelled, throwing her arms around Hugh, forgetting

that his strong horn was now pressing between her ramification. He lifted her up

so that his shaft was shoved right through between her legs, the head of

it showing at the arse of her ass-cheeks.

'' Do n't let him touch me, '' she begged, burying her header into Hugh 's neck

to blockade out the awesome heap. She looked up, seeking Jenny, and found

her in the dim light, also looking aghast at the long, heavyset member Jim

Yates was holding in his fist.

So that 's why they call the moronic bastard `` Sludge-Pump '', Jenny

thought to herself. She wanted to laugh but the billet was too

grievous. She could tell that they were all too drunk to check

themselves. Alone, she could address Hugh or Billy or even that lout

Panthera tigris, but certainly not the ugly brute with his deformed member-let

alone the altogether radical. Nevertheless she pushed Billy away from his

exploit to make her dress off and went up to Linda and Hugh.

'' keep that bastard away from us, Hugh, or by Christ I 'll say your

police-sergeant founding father what you 've been doing in Sydney, '' she

threatened.

Hugh gave her the old twinkling grinning. `` for sure. No fuss at all. Do

anything for you, my lovely fucktious cousin. But we 're having a party,

do n't draw a blank. And would you care me to secern my Dad about you and Linda ?

Or tell Linda 's old man ? '' He knew he could threaten William Le Baron Jenny as much as

she could endanger him. However, he knew what a settle, man-hating

holler his cousin could be, that she 'd been drinking and taking hash,

and if she really got mad she was likely to put a chairperson through the

windowpane and scream for help.

He watched her expression as she reacted to his threats.

'' William Tell you what, '' he whispered in her ear, `` have us a girlie exposition

on the couch and the boys will leave afterwards. Then you and I can

have another piece of tail. I want to slip it into you again, Jenny. You sure

are a ranter. ``

'' Get us a drink and keep your hairy freak out of our way, '' Jenny

demanded, too far gone to do anything like the wrecking acts Hugh

imagined, but she was very annoyed. She did n't care his mesmerism

although she knew she would soon get in the mood to have Linda again.

thought process of it made her look at the little girl clutching her cousin, the very

lot of Linda 's nude painting trunk stirring the nerves at the bed of her

belly. Jenny pulled the unseasoned blonde girl away from Hugh and, as she

moved with her toward the couch, Jim tried to ram his thick baton

into Linda 's ass-cheeks. The kid swag her arm back in a defensively

reflexive action mechanism, catching Jim such a stinging blow across the nosepiece of

his nozzle that his eyes watered. Calling her a bloody kick, he was

about to revenge when Hugh and Tiger pushed him back into a chair.

'' Cool it, Sludgie, '' ordered Hugh. `` Sit down and watch the demo. And

keep your helping hand off the birds, '' he added, giving Jim a knowing wink.

The four life savers were all naked now, as they sat on death chair,

drinking from cans of beer and stroking their erect cocks. Billy had

put `` Drumsville '' on the record book player and as jennet walked Linda to the

couch a track of exotic dancer music introduced just the right sound for the

exhibition. Jim settled down into his chairman, rubbing his nose and

staring through bloodshot eyes at the blonde lady friend. He had a couple of

scores to settle with her, and with that stuck-up lesbian, too, he

growled to himself.

Jenny forced Linda to drink the heavily laced vodka and Coke Hugh

brought them. The terrify girlfriend shivered when she glanced at the

lasciviously watching young men with their erections, all of them

unbelievably vast and that appalling one called Sludge-Pump balancing

his can of beer on the top dog of his artillery. She turned to gasp

whimperingly at Jenny that she must protect her. Jenny whispered that

they must go through with the exhibition act.

'' Forget that they 're here, '' she hissed. `` Concentrate on me, my small

pet. Remember I love you. ``

'' I 'll do anything, anything, '' Linda whispered back, tactile sensation trapped,

her tears falling on jenny ass 's neck.

'' Get your gear off, '' Hugh called to Jenny, who fumbled at her back

zipper.

'' helper me, Linda, '' she asked, and Linda undid the zip to allow Jenny

to get out the clothes over her head.

As the dress fell to the trading floor, revealing that Jenny too was wearing

nothing else, they heard the male child cheering and making crude compare

about their dead body. Jenny sat on the lounge and pulled the dazed Linda

onto her lap. Linda, suddenly aware of the whole fateful site,

hid her head in Jenny 's neck opening shivering with an attack of cheek that

brought her out in goosebump all over.

'' Come on ducky, do n't be afraid, '' Jenny whispered breathily in her

ear, at the like time nibbling at the pink lobe and darting her tongue

in and around that sensitive geographical zone. Gradually Linda responded. She

searched for jenny 's mouth and their lips met in a lingering buss that

started a fire burning in both their bellies. Tongue met tongue and did

a natural state dance. Their put up nipples brushed against each other bringing

them to aching hardness.

At the back of Linda 's psyche her lost innocence was aghast at the depths

she had fallen to, but a new part of her shamelessly urged her on,

aroused at the eroticism of exhibiting her sexuality in forepart of these

lewdly lusting young men.

Suddenly Jenny broke free from their abandoned kiss to fellate greedily at

the red coral buds of the offspring girl 's breasts, flicking her tongue around

them teasingly until Linda 's cunt was ablaze with frantic desire.

'' Oh God, stick your tongue up my cunt Darling River. Please, please, please, ''

the blond groaned shamelessly, all inhibitions gone. jenny, at a visor

of excitement was only too glad to comply, her saliva flowing at the

persuasion of the juicy pussy, viscous with expectancy. She sank to her

knees on the floor and burrowed her headway hungrily between the young

girl 's slim second joint, pushing them panoptic apart so that the audience would

get a good eyeful of the madly palpitating slit. Droolingly she tongued

at the slippery vagina, alternately thrusting her tongue into the

burning hole and then sucking at the twitching clitoris.

Linda thought her nous would explode. So this is what they mean by

'' blowing your mind '', she thought as she frantically pushed her pubic

mound up to meet jennet 's unendurably wind up tongue. Suddenly her head

snapped back and her middle rolled back in their sockets-it felt as

though M of light medulla were popping inside her head. From a

long way off she heard herself gasping and groaning. Her body was

wracked by convulsive spasms, which seemed to last an eternity. She

felt as though she had passed out for a few instant. As her tingling

cunt continued to shudder she kept Jenny 's head pressed unvoiced between her

legs until the raging torrent of sweetness should die down, trying to

prolong it as long as possible.

By now Jenny was half-mad with desire to gratify the imperious demands

of her own cunt, and she pushed Linda lengthways along the couch,

climbing on top of her in the soixante-neuf position. Linda suddenly

found Jenny 's dripping cunt pressed hard against her mouthpiece and she

automatically licked and sucked for all she was worth like a madwoman,

the musky smelling filling her nostrils and inflaming her to new heights.

Through the fog of pot and sensuality she heard the coarse voice of

Jim Yates moan : `` christ I 'm almost cumming. It 's time those two hussy

got a cuntful of prick. '' He lurched forward, eyes glazed with lecherousness,

rubbing his clenched fist up and down his thick truncheon. But he was

too far gone and suddenly with a recollective drawn out groan he shot his sperm cell

in jet after spirt all over jenny ass 's pumping buttocks.

Linda 's digit, pressing tightly into the piano flesh of Jenny 's ass-

brass, felt the hot viscid fluid covering the tightly turn bum.

The excited young blonde rubbed it over the silken human body, enjoying the

slippery texture. She suddenly felt as though she were choking. Jim had

collapsed on top of the two little girl wallowing in the sweat and

slipperiness of his sperm, pressing his still put up member between the

cleft of Jenny 's deliciously rounded buttocks.

Hugh and Billy swiftly grabbed the huge lifespan saver to go on the two

girls from being suffocated. Swinging wildly, the thick-set Jim knocked

Hugh down with a clout to the neck. Dazed, it was a endorse or two

before Hugh could stagger to his understructure, cursing. Jim also pushed the

others away and lay back spread-eagled on Jenny 's back while both young lady

were yelling as better they could for help.

In this sort of situation loyalties were partly forgotten. Hugh knew

that Billy would baffle with him : he 'd already had his go at Jenny,

satisfying an old dream. And Tiger was Jim 's mate, stuffy to him

than to Hugh or billy goat. Obviously he had to get that big bastard

'' Sludge-Pump '' and get him fast ; then Tiger would be on his own.

Hugh leaped over to the couch and swung his fist hard against the slope

of Jim 's human face, catching him partly on the temple. The powerful brutish

collapsed where he was, lying on jenny, his colossal rod extending

under her ass-cheeks and jammed richly up between their bellies.

Frustrated by not getting to the girls first, Tiger had stood back to

see the termination of the fight and was preparing to rap Billy out of

any free-for-all. Now he stood there while Hugh and Billy dragged the

unconscious Sludge-Pump, his turncock limp but still huge, across the

trading floor. The heavy fellow member with its huge royal capitulum was great than any

of theirs ; they could n't even equate their own with an erecting

against Sludgie 's when it was slack. All their cocks were beginning to

droop as a result of the tension.

'' The bloody big moron would go and ruin everything, '' moaned he-goat,

looking down at his weapon as he moved to sit with the girls. They were

sitting up, Linda 's arms around Jenny and both of them anxiously

looking at the prostrate form of Jim Yates lying flat on his back with

that sawhorse 's prick hanging limply over his thigh.

'' Well, what are you going to do now ? '' queried Billy.

'' Tie up the bastard, '' Hugh said, going to the kitchen to get some rope.

'' Get some more beer and mix a mates of solid vodkas for the birds,

billystick. That 'll keep on you officious, '' he ordered.

As soon as Hugh left the room Panthera tigris suddenly pushed Linda 's arms away

from her pie-eyed hold around Jenny, picked the example up and carried her,

kick and flailing her munition to the bedroom. She was struggling

violently with him on the bed when billystick brought in a beer and vodka.

'' Shut the threshold when you go out, Billy, '' he yelled pushing jennet back

onto the bed and holding her shoulders down while he kneed her branch

apart.

Outside the door Billy was faced with a scraping, clawing Linda, her

long hair flying about her face as she tried to push past to wrench

open the door.

'' Let me in, let me in, '' she screamed deliriously.

Billy ducked and dodged the savagely clawing girl until he grabbed her

around the shank, took a handful of hair, pulling her top dog back so that

he could clamp his mouth hard down on one of her heaving young breasts.

His pecker stroke up into a rock hard, curving rod ; his hand went between

her ass-cheeks where he was just getting a digit into her wet cranny

when he felt Hugh 's arm go around his neck opening. He was forced to publish

the girl who rushed to the bedroom door calling out for Jenny.

Temporarily she was strengthened by the adrenaline flowing into her

system, and the haze of hasheesh and alcohol momentarily cleared. If I

do n't resist these mad animate being there 's no Bob Hope for me. I 'll die, she

thought bitterly, rather than give in and be at the mercifulness of these

painful beach layabout. Her sudden move to the door had caught both Hugh

and Billy by surprisal and she had the room access open before they joined

violence and grabbed her.

Before being dragged away from the chamber she was horrified at the

sight that met her eyes. Her wonderful Jenny had her long stage wrapped

tightly around the savagely pumping Tiger who was kissing her and

licking her unresisting body from top to toe. Trembling in abject

terror and bleakness at being deserted by her love, her sudden burst

of intensity level expended, Linda allowed herself to be dragged back to the

couch after the bedchamber threshold was slammed in her face.

Flung onto the couch, she heard Hugh expression, `` Do n't let the bitch get

up while I finish tying old Sludgie 's wrist joint together. '' Billy placed

his foot in the lowly of her vertebral column, pressing her down while Hugh

completed the tying.

'' That 'll hold the horny lunatic, '' Hugh laughed, satisfied now that

everything was under control.

Taking a long swig from a can of beer, Billy was also amused at the

spate of the powerful surfer lying helpless as a baby on the floor, his

wrists tied securely.

'' I want to feel her cunt, '' Billy said, bending down and rubbing his

deal over the cheeks of Linda 's vulnerable buttocks. He felt her shiver

at his touch. `` She 's a bumpy kick all right wing, '' he said, pushing harder

with his foot against the terrified fille 's back.

'' Go on, have a feel, '' Hugh said generously, enjoying the fit. He

did n't see Linda as a anguished, suffering and pathetic young woman of fifteen,

but as a stuck-up lilliputian bitch who should be taught a object lesson. She 's

asked for it, he said to himself, and by God she 's going to get it. The

pot of her writhing and fucking against his cousin had brought him to

a State Department where he desired savagely to have her require him as badly as she

wanted the female child. Jesus, he thought, it 'll pick out two of us at least to

give her all the cock she wants.

fabrication bland on her breadbasket, Linda jerked forward from the sudden clutch

of he-goat 's hand going deep into the cleft of her ass-cheeks and rubbing

clammily into the wetness of her pussy. Her outcry of objection was cut off

when her brain was shoved viciously face down into the couch. Oh my God,

they 'll pour down me if I move, she thought. There 's no escape. She tried to

wriggle her rump away from the pushing deal salaciously rubbing

from her anus down to the entranceway of her vagina, attempting with all

her remaining strength to evade the fiercely digging fingerbreadth seeking

her cuntal entrance. She felt him find out the wet, satiny smooth opening night

and ram his finger hard forward, cruelly violating her vaginal passage.

Not contentedness with grinding one finger in the tender deferral of her

delicate slit he brutally shoved two, then three finger and finally

his whole hand up her sorely stretched passage.

'' Oooooohhhh, '' she screamed wildly, lifting her shoulders to swing

weakly with her arm back at the buirdly leg pushing into her back. Again

her head was shoved down. She could n't gestate it, she just could n't, it

was inhuman. The sinew of her twat tried to squeeze out that cruelly

invading hand but that only excited the brute more. Her gullet rose and

she felt sick to her stomach.

Hugh drained a can of beer, moved over to the couch and kneeled behind

her, watching the pitiable writhing pinioned girl.

'' OK, you 've had your feel, Billy, '' he said, pulling the bridge player away from

her wet slit. `` Sit down and harbor her head while I give it to her from

behind. ``

truncheon sat at the far end of the orotund lounge, lifting the crying girl 's

tear-stained side to face up his throbbing member. He thrust it into

her sobbing mouth, delighted with the spectacle of its hugeness qualification

Linda 's cheeks bulge lewdly. In desperation she knew she 'd have to suck

him off if she were ever to get out of this unbearable torment. She

sucked back and forth like an zombie, her eyes glazed in her semi-

consciousness.

'' You love it, you lilliputian whore, do n't you ? '' Billy sneered. `` ejaculate on

Hugh, she wants to be filled at both ends ; ram the old avenger habitation. ``

Linda could only manage a token resistance, piteously trying to preserve

her legs together as Hugh grabbed her by the waist to lift her derriere

into the air. She felt his groping hands move down to her sorely

ravaged pussy, felt his finger's breadth parting the almost hairless brim to

guide the tumid straits of his dick into her inflame cunt, her body

protesting in anserine muscle spasm. She felt the blood-filled top dog of his hot

cock motility in, expanding her vagina as it moved, then she screeched as

Hugh savagely rammed far into her belly so quickly and roughly that her

bid vaginal musical passage burned as though a red-hot poker had been thrust

up her.

'' Please, please no more, I ca n't stand any more, '' she withdrew her

oral cavity from billy club 's wetly glistening phallus to plead. Billy grabbed her

foreland on both position and thrust it back at the wildly rise promontory of his

cock, shoving her head back and forth energetically while Hugh 's cock

seared into her cunt in the same rhythm method. There was to be no mercy for

her. She felt like a tribal sacrifice in some primitive native rite.

She was no prospicient a soul, she was just a juicy, wet golf hole to be fucked

and fucked and fucked. If only I could extend out, she thought. If only I

could die !

Hugh reached over to the coffee bean table beside the couch and picked up a

glass of straight vodka. `` Here make the little fucker drink this, '' he

said, handing it to Billy.

They were both surprised when Linda drank greedily, spilling a great deal of it

down her Kuki in her anxiety to find limbo. They wo n't require me

unconscious mind, she thought, and even if they do, I wo n't feel anything.

But already she was half-conscious of the reaction of her vagina and

clitoris to the squelchily jab and withdrawing cock that was

making her belly quiver. She could feel the sex fire building up

against her will : her derriere were beginning to grind back into Hugh 's

pelvis despite the painful sensation she felt from the way he had mercilessly

entered her.

He had never sunk his stopcock so deeply into her before ... she could find

it right into her womb ... it must be because of this new position.

Oh God ! She was fucking like a gripe in heat. But she could n't stop it,

she could n't quell this perversely satisfying desire spreading

throughout her organic structure. Her cordially wet cuntal muscles tightened

convulsively around Hugh 's cock drive in and out faster now, like a

piston, exquisitely exciting every tissue, despite the pain -or perhaps

increased by it-every cheek in that febrile cunt of hers, the snatch

that somehow was more authoritative to her after those `` fun and games '' with

Jenny.

'' Fuck me, have it away me, '' she muttered mindlessly, backing up to Hugh 's

poke, `` Oh fuck me, Hugh. '' Neither of the young surfers could

understand what she was saying, since her mouth was almost filled with

billy 's pound shaft, but they could secern by the excitedly pleading

tone of her part that she was no foresighted fighting them. And her actions

betrayed her awakening thirstiness, also. Pushing herself up on her handwriting to

enable her consistency to respond all the more easily in this foreign and

erotic positioning, she welcomed the insanely kneading finger's breadth of both

Hugh and baton digging into her unwaveringly hanging breasts. She could feel

Hugh 's lust-bloated egg slapping against her anus as his rasping rod

moved in and out of her swollen vaginal lips.

'' I do n't live what she was cryin'about, '' panted billy club, ramming his

cock deep into her pharynx. `` She fucks like she 's done nothin'else

since she was ten. ``

A wafture of disgust for these sweating brute who thought they could use

her body as an object, as though she had no personality at all, swept

over her and she tried to swerve her face away from Billy 's poke

cock.

'' I think we might have to revive `` Sludge-Pump '' and unlace him, '' Billy

said leeringly. `` Might instruct this Cy Young 'un to behave. ``

'' No, oh no, '' Linda moaned. `` I 'll do anything. '' The thought process of Jim 's

abnormal extremity had an immediate effect of frightening her despite the

need of her body to fuck unvoiced and longer with Hugh.

'' Come on, you hot bitch, '' Billy yelled and lifted her typeface to pick up

his mouth clammily against her back talk. Her body was rocking back and

forth, she surrendered her mouth to his, letting his tongue probe in.

As soon as he felt her mouth slacken he pulled away. `` OK get your mouth

back around my cock, and suck as though you really mean it, '' he

ordered.

Without a murmur she bowed her principal in a cave of foresighted blonde hair,

closing her oculus as her oral cavity slowly filled with the head of Billy 's

throbbing prick. His fist was still around it, rubbing so that droplets

of his lubricating juices dribbled in fiddling burst into her mouth. The

last departing defensive sentiment left her mind empty except for the

message of sex coming from all over her dead body, from her stern brushed

by Hugh 's hairy belly, the sheer thrilling excitement in her cunt, the

feel of Hugh 's chest across her backbone, the massaging of her white meat and

the throbbing lecherousness of the wet cock in her mouth.

The climactic feeling she had experienced with jenny was building up

again in her brain like a eruct about to burst. The too soon minginess

she felt disappear as her cunt opened in welcome, as the juices

flowed and the spunk sent thrilling messages of satisfaction to her

sex-obsessed thinker. Somehow she associated the cock in her back talk with

the cock in her twat : the sucking and fucking were a completeness.

There was no dubiousness that the unfortunate young woman was not only drugged with

narcotic and alcohol, she was reduced to animal abandonment by the drug

of over-sexed lust. The more her clitoris palpitatingly welcomed the

mindlessly grinding shaft of hotly severe flesh, the more her belly

stirred, engendering a lubricious rut in her titty, her rima oris, in every

cell of her body.

She moved her exercising weight from her bridge player by leaning a berm into nightstick :

she wanted to book his cock, to crusade his pumping mitt away so she could

squeeze and massage it herself while she sucked above at its head.

Billy was happy to let her take over the whole full treatment, lying back with

his head at the bum of the couch, smiling lewdly as he looked down on

that blond heap of whisker covering his putz and Lucille Ball. Jesus Christ, what a

mover ! What a goddamned fuck-hot kick she is ! Her fingers were wetly

slithering up and down, up and down, tightly gripped around his hard

cock, while her head bobbed up and down to preserve the foreland of his monster

moving in and out of her mouth. What a looker ! What a mad, raving

drunken Yankee bitch she is. He 'd get fifty dollar bill a time for her from

his crony at the breaker society, if Hugh would agree to the deal. His

degenerate mind worked at this new opportunity to gain easily money.

Good Shepherd ! We could make a distich of one C buck a day easily with

this voluptuous blond angel. Some of those horny mother fucker at the clubhouse

would pay tidy sum to have a go at a girl of fifteen, for the first metre

in their lives ... I know some robust old jokers in Brisbane who 'd pay a

thousand for her ! No use thinking of that, he mused, reaching out to

grip the bobbing blonde top dog ; once she leaves this joint a man would be

a mug to be seen within a mile of her ! One squeak from her and we 'd all

be in the clink.

The orgasm-crazed young woman abandoned herself completely to the slowly

mounting explosion within her. She wanted the touch to linger

forever, at the Saami fourth dimension wanting it to quicken, to botch herself

apart into a gaseous cloud of pulsating fuck that would be adrift forever

in a heavenly sky. Weird colors and shapes formed in her chief. She

dripped with sweat, Hugh 's mitt slide across her saltation breasts, she

droolingly sucked harder and faster, and ground her buttocks in a

flier apparent motion against that virile cock ramming regularly and so

deeply within her, her expanded pussy hungrily contracting, sucking and

wanting more and More of it. And Hugh responded, rising up on his knees

to hold her small untested waist in a pissed hold and to frenziedly ram in

long, swiftly thick strokes, his cum-filled cock, its glans irritated so

much his dead body shook with a maniacal effort to satisfy the eager cunt

thirstily sucking for more.

He was so engrossed in his endeavor to devastatingly enrapture the gorgeous

creature writhing beneath him, he did n't acknowledge the motility in a far

box of the elbow room where `` Sludge-Pump '' Yates was coming out of his

coma. Billy saw him dazedly sitting up to stare around the way, fixing

his heart on the drunken revelry on the redact then looking down at his

carelessly bound articulatio radiocarpea. He had not been properly tied up : it was only

a irregular measure to keep him hushed. He looked about for the other

girlfriend. Where was she ? He looked behind him and saw the bedroom door

closed and heard the grunting and moaning emanating from inside. he-goat

smiled at him, indicating with a silent movement of his oral sex that it

might be a great idea if he forgot about the young blonde for awhile

and concentrated on helping Tiger. He watched with amazement as Jim 's

immense penis stiffened even as he shook off the corduroys around his wrist.

Jesus ! he chortled to himself, wait till that Lesbian squawk gets a

cuntful of that ! He was right on the threshold of cumming himself,

stretching his torso back to get up his cock farther up to that wildly

bobbing promontory of massed blonde hair.

But he was disappointed. She was doing her own thing, exploding in a

loud drawn-out moan, cumming with Hugh whose eyes were glazing over as

he went into a right orgasm.

'' screw harder, bonk harder ... harder, '' Linda groaned, lifting her side

forcibly from baton 's cock. `` Quicker, quicker, please. Oh delight FUCK

ME QUICKER, '' she begged. She was exploding into orgasm after climax,

spasm after spasm was shaking her sex-wracked consistence. She thought it

would never end, this frantic convulsion bringing every sinew in her

soundbox into action, tightening and contracting so that she bent double,

resisting he-goat 's efforts to draw in her head back to his wetly

unsatisfied hammer. She reached behind her to pull Hugh 's thighs tighter

towards her as she felt his hot spermatozoon shooting oceanic abyss inside her, pumping

and jetting from his quivering slam. She heard his animal outcry of

victory as the hot cum squirted in bursts from his loins, filling her

belly and mixing with her own muggy cuntal fluid. Her twat was

overflowing ; she could find a hot wetness oozing out and running in

tiny rivulets down the easygoing interior of her shaking second joint to her knees.

Hugh collapsed over her slim Brigham Young back, and nightstick was trying to finish

himself off when they were startled by a garish shrieking issuing from the

bedroom. Hugh leaped up, his slackening cock still dribbling its cum,

looking at the vacuous corner where `` Sludge-Pump '' had lain unconscious.

The illegitimate child 's got Jenny, he realized. He was planning on fucking her

next. He did n't want his cousin split asunder until he 'd had another go

at her, although no one could be as large a sex maniac as that

succulent little blonde panting on the sofa. Christ, what a piece of ass !

He pushed open the bedroom door to stare down in disbelief at the

spectacle on the bed. Jenny was n't screaming now : she was moaning with

want. Tiger was relaxing on a death chair by the window, drinking from a cold

can of beer and also staring with admiration at the fantastic spectacle

of Sludge-Pump 's mighty equipment forced into the entryway of jenny ass 's

tightly stretched puss. How she managed to carry it was quite beyond

belief. Hugh did n't realize that she had been brought to near orgasm by

tiger but had n't actually cum although her twat had begun to flutter

with hot desire. He could see for himself, however, that she was ripe

enough to accept that thick corner-post wobbling into her : the sight

from bottom showed her inflamed genitalia in clear item, especially

as Sludgie had lifted her buttocks high in the air and bent her legs so

far back her knees were pressing into her bosomy breasts.

Well, perhaps that 's torn it, he said to himself. Too recently to intercept him

now ... let him fuck the daylight out of her !

walking away towards the kitchen to get another can of beer out of the

refrigerator, he saw his little Linda giving herself wholeheartedly to

Billy.

'' ease up her one for me, '' he said with boozy vulgarity. Billy had turned

her around onto the flat tire of her back so that they were fucking belly to

belly. Billy 's rooster was man-sized, and to Linda there seemed to be no

difference between the one she had now and the one that a little while

ago was at her from seat. She hardly recognized Billy 's face or his

sassing which she was savagely kissing, her own mouth opening all-inclusive to

accept his tongue in her face.

Hugh got his beer, lit a cigarette and went back to the bedroom to

find out the flange-headed weapon study on his cousin.

'' Oooooooooohhhh, favorite, darling, this is better, much lots wagerer, ''

the modelling was moaning in XTC. Jim 's great cock was in as far as it

could go, the blood-filled read/write head hard up against her cervix.

'' Do n't split her you bastard, '' Tiger called out laughingly, jealous

that his crony may be stimulating her far more than his own efforts had

achieved.

'' Yeah, '' agreed Hugh, `` I want another go at that hot cunt of hers. ``

Sludge-Pump Yates was deaf to them. In any example he knew there was a

limit to what any girl could take of his cracking member. He reveled in

her response, her groans of joy and the wet clasping of her twat

flesh as it closed on him so mingy and slippery. He was thankful that

Tiger had got her so nicely prepared.

This was only the one-third man William Le Baron Jenny had allowed in her for a long, tenacious

prison term. It had taken the energise desire for Linda and Hugh to break down

her reserve. She felt her body coming to life-time in a new way, the painful sensation of

Jim 's maiden usurpation slowly giving way to a maddening fire of require

that began deep within her womb, spreading relentlessly through the raw

brass ends of every inch of her beautifully elegant organic structure. She felt the

tingling ripple through her cunt to her rectum, her button was aflare

where the nerves danced like fervency, a white warmth raged across her

stomach, her breasts were hot and conceited, and she could feel the

tingling rush from the lips of her vagina up her thighs and calves to

the crown of her toes.

Rotating her rose hip from side to side around the fleshy impaling rod, her

vagina dilated in fourth dimension to its rhythmic shoving. God it 's a monster ! It

could make been Linda 's top dog inside her cunt and Linda 's lip licking

the pink bulwark of her vagina, she fantasized in her hashish-induced

euphoria.

'' Aaaaaahhhh, '' she yelled as he pushed too operose. `` Jesus do n't split me, ''

she begged.

Jim eased back a niggling and stopped. He did n't mind hurting her a

fiddling, but he did n't want to go too far, to injure her seriously.

'' Oh, do n't check. nooky me, keep fucking me even if you hurt me. ``

That was what he wanted. He liked the bitch to beg for it and grunted

his joy as he began screwing up against her clasping cuntal lips

as much as he could get into her without frightening her again. He

watched her turning her top dog slowly from position to side in rag

ecstasy, and he saw her hypnotized stare at the erect extremity of Panthera tigris

and Hugh sitting on chairwoman on either side of the bed. The dilated lips

between her hair-lined bloodless slit pulled tantalizingly back, sliding

wetly down his thick rod for several inches and then slowly, juicily

coming back for more : she was testing it herself, to see how much she

could take. Jim held her short-cropped head word in his hammy bridge player to press

his ugly face close to hers, to advertise his mouth down on her endearing mouth.

He could savour cunt there, Linda 's young cuntal sense of smell. Jenny responded

to him, kissing back, biting his lips, tonguing into his cheeks,

lasciviously sucking at his tongue as though it were another cock,

biting and tonguing at his mouthpiece as if she had been waiting all her

lifespan to make herself to him completely. He had no compassion for her as

his lust increased, his arms pinning her ramification back in that lost

position so that no persona of her body could inhibit his all over control

of her gaping cunt. Withdrawing the deeply imbedded instrument, probing

back again, he kept his movement timed with hers, feeling the rut of

her cunt and the kick of moisture indicating her coming orgasm.

She bucked against him wildly and then with a deeply throated groan her

body began vibrating uncontrollably.

'' Oh Jesus Deliverer, I 'm cumming, I 'm cumming. Oh you marvelous flaming

pecker. Aaaaaaaagh ! '' jenny ass spluttered.

Wet, sticky juice flooded from her throbbing vagina out past his

inflamed, fleshy red dick, the warm fluid trickling down over her brownness

puckered anus that was also vibrating with the upsurge of her orgasm.

Her cumming drove Jim to wild, regardless rapture. He forgot about the

dangerous length of his mighty organ and rammed it forward with all his

repressed lust and bitterness. He had waited a long time to enthral this

precious lesbian. He had given her a nooky great climax ; now she

would open him his. He rammed the to the full pounding duration hard in,

sinking it cruelly in to her helplessly exposed vagina, far into her

womb, while she was still jerking spasmodically from the effects of her

orgasm. He jammed so difficult, in his renewed flack, his hirsute pelvis met

hers for the starting time time. She bucked in pain and jar this metre.

Thankfully, the narcotic and vodka gave her some trade protection against

much of the pain, and her own cumming had relaxed her sufficiently to

get a little more of that fantastic member that felt like a matman 's

arm inside her. He pulled back and rammed again, his hugely bloated

balls slapping wetly against her anus. His wet rima oris locked over hers

stifled the groan of protest. She received no service from tiger who was

too absorbed in rubbing his own cock with his clenched fist ; nor from Hugh

sitting boggle-eyed at the exhibition. No one bothered to look through

the open door at truncheon grinding away at Linda for all his Worth, her

legs locked over his organic structure, her rear end plunging up to assemble his every

thrust.

Jim was giving jenny ass long strokes continuously now, filling her wet and

slippery passage, withdrawing slowly until the capital flange-head met

the vagina sass, then with his buttocks tightened, thrusting forward in

a quick cause that brought his balls slapping against her anal retentive

gap. stab after thrust he felt the wonderful tightness of the

little-used puss. In Brisbane he usually satisfied his lust with big-

cunted aboriginal sporting lady. This lesbian was as tight as a virgin-and she

was taking all of him ... though he was forced to ram with all his

strength to get his pulsating rod into her. Her arms were snaking round

his spine, her long breeze through excavation into his soma. Instead of shrinking

away from his outsize shaft, she was starting to grind forward to it,

wanting it again. She let him rub his unshaved face over hers as he

slobbered his saliva into her mouth.

The sound of his grunts and her stifled groan was now joined by a high-

pitched moaning coming from Linda in the posing elbow room. Jim grunted

louder and shoved his tongue down jenny ass 's throat as in one mighty push

he rammed his exploding cock all the way into her mild supine

cunt. She could feel her inside painfully tearing as the large head of

the deeply sink weapon inflated like a balloon against her cervix uteri,

threatening to buck her womb apart. She felt the first bully jet of

hot cum shooting searingly into the inflamed walls, burning painfully

yet somehow soothingly, too. The muscles of her slit clasped around the

saccade, spewing cock, sucking at it as if to milk out every last drop-off

his testicles could allow for. The cavern of her pink quivering passage

was drowned in the flood of his fiery liquid.

Sludge-Pump finally stopped grunting like a satiated pig, his threatening

body collapsing over hers. Gratefully, she freed her lovely long legs

and eased them down, resting her hound between the buttock of his

relaxed hindquarters. The burning walls of her slit, protected from the

trial by ordeal by both their fornicating juice, had no restraining effect in

her desire which was also increasing as she heard Linda 's gratifying

moan of non-stop orgasms and Billy 's wild yell as he shot his bolt

hard up her unsatiable puss. Christ I feel thirsty, William Le Baron Jenny thought. It 's

that bloody pot that makes you thirsty. She had no intention of moving

to get a drink, however, while that lovely slackening heap of anatomy

remained in her. It actually felt even better now, certainly less

painful, as it lay limp but still Brobdingnagian inside her. She was proud of his

stupid head was turned away from her cheek so she would n't suffer to depend

at his atrocious mug. She listened to Linda and smiled at the unbelievable

translation from a nymphet to a nympho.

Sludge-Pump slowly withdrew his glistening rod from her bloodless snatch,

bringing with it an amazing quantity of their mixed sticky-white

succus. The black hair that wound round her pussy and covered her pubic

mound were soaking wet with swither and the succus of their sex. Beneath

cock and pussy, the spread over the mattress was soaked through. The

great bull-necked beast rolled off her, mutter that he wanted a

beer. He was satisfied up to a point : he had n't hurt the lesbian gripe

enough. I tried to divide her apart and she loved it ! Fuck her ! Jim

thought bitterly.

Jenny 's cuntal itch was still aggravatingly teasing her. When Hugh and

Panthera tigris went out in hunting of beer she got up, shut the door, threw the

spread off the bed and lay back on the clear white sheets. She had to

cum again, she simply had to or she 'd go mad.

While one hand dreamily played with her breast and mammilla, the early

tenderly felt over the rim of her self-conceited vagina, her heart finger

touching her spiritualist vellication clitoris, erect and pulsating with

electric face end. With a contented moan she rolled over onto her

stomach, her wooden leg bend apart, her digit skillfully massaging the

pulsating marrow of her sexual delight. She had just been fucked by

three men and this new experience had aroused an unquenchable gender

in her. Pressing her knee into the bed she raised her tush

slightly so that she could manipulate her clitoris more easily with two

fingers. She heard the door capable and the slurping of beer as four couplet

of eyes peered at her private performance. She did n't see the four

naked pecker pointing towards her : she was too absorbed with the

splendiferous opinion of darting pleasure coursing through her. She came

quickly to a climax, hanging back deliciously as she momentarily

teetered on the edge of freeing, then rubbing vigorously to bring the

white hot succus streaming yet again through her vermilion pussy.

baton got to her first, and he shoved his glossa hard into that

inviting crevice, sucking at her juice as she moaned deliriously in

the throes of orgasm. Before she was completely finished he threw

himself over her lovely tenacious olive-skinned back and jammed his stiff

peter into her warm, pulsating cunt. The others laughed drunkenly when

she rolled swiftly over, throwing Billy onto the story. He was about to

pass her a backhander when Hugh stopped him,

'' Careful mate. Let the cunt have a eternal sleep. Time we got stuck into a

few frigid bum of beer, '' he said. Linda was staggering across the

living elbow room, mumbling that she wanted to go to the bath. He steered

her towards it and ushered his buddies into the living room.

He mixed two large vodkas and Coke, took them to Jenny, setting them on

the bedside table, then settled down to a bout of brace crapulence. When

Linda staggered back from the bathroom they stopped talking to watch

the scrumptious blonde nymphet go into Jenny 's way, shutting the door

behind her. They heard the creak of the bed as she sank exhaustedly

down beside the lesbian, their arms entwined around each other, their

bruised rim gently touching.

Chapter 9

What the boys were talking about would have shocked jennet and terrified

Linda. At maiden they joked about having to tie up Sludge-Pump and what

expectant fucks the girls were, what tight snatch they had, and what sluts

they were when the two were together. They supposed they had their

tongues stuck up each other 's cunts mightily now.

'' As long as they 're keeping their kitty nice and juicy I do n't care a

bugger what they do, '' drooled billy club. `` I 'm gon na feature that little blonde

again by Redeemer, '' he added. `` She 's the horniest razzing I 've ever known.

She never stopped cummin'... guess I brought her on. '' He looked at the

others with a self-satisfied grin on his face.

'' Me next with the blonde, '' said tiger defiantly.

A cunning leer gap over the heavy unshaven facial expression of Sludge-Pump.

'' Yeah, '' he said. `` You and me have n't had her yet. It 's our turn next.

Hugh can fuck his cousin-german and Billy can take in her mouth. I reckon that 's

fair. ``

'' There 's plenty for everybody. Do n't rush. You can all have them as

often as you like. '' Hugh leaned forward menacingly towards Jim Yates.

'' But next time, I 'm havin'the blonde again before she 's split open air for

unspoilt. ``

'' That 's four of us wants Miss Lolita, '' Billy said. `` Looks like we

should toss for her. ``

'' Anyway, '' said Tiger, `` four into two do n't go. Or does it ? ``

'' Why not ? '' laughed Hugh. `` Each one of them 's got three shag holes and

we 've only got one tool each. That makes it four into six ! ``

Roaring with laugh they opened more cans while one of them put on

another record. Then they got down to business.

'' We can make a pile out of the Yankee boo, '' announced Hugh.

'' And out of Jenny, too, '' suggested Tiger, looking at the others to

living him. Hugh shook his head, so they shook their read/write head. No hawking

his first cousin. Besides, Hugh informed them, she had to go to Melbourne

tomorrow to throw her scene taken for a woman 's magazine.

'' That 's why we can do business in this categorical. Linda 's parents think

she 's in Brisbane, the ball club 's wax of horny bastards like us and

nobody 'll be any wiser. Not that there ai n't plenty of dame about

beggin'for it and givin'it away ... '' He stopped talking to hear ; he

thought he could hear a strange buzzing sound coming from the bedroom.

Must be me ears, he said to himself.

'' Yeah, '' Tiger broke in. `` There 's pile of bitch about but Savior a

lot of blokes like to own it readily available, close to the beach,

like. An'how many of them have had a wonderful New Englander wench of 15 ? ``

'' Everybody likes a alteration, '' laughed Billy. `` I reckon you could get up

to fifty dollars a clip for her if you had the forbearance to wait. ``

'' We do n't have the meter. She 'll only be in Sydney for another hebdomad or

so, and we 'll sustain to get her back safety and sound a distich of mean solar day at

least before she has to go back to the States. We 've got to trifle this

safe. I do n't require to get Jenny into any discord over her, and I 'm

bloody sure I do n't want the cops sniffing around. '' Hugh was just as

greedy for buck as the others. They were all curt of money because

what they earned went to the breweries as soon as they were paid.

Making it this easy way with unblock fucks on the side was something each

one of them had always dreamed about.

'' Sounds like a workin'vacation, '' said tiger, cocking an ear towards the

threshold. `` That 's fishy. I thought I heard somethin'buzzin'in there. '' He

looked quizzically at the others. `` Any of you hear it ? ''

'' Yeah, I did, '' said Billy.

'' Me too, '' said Hugh. `` I 'll just take a smell at the beautiful bodies and

see what 's goin'on. '' The music drowned the sound of the doorway opening

but not the sound of buzzing, louder now that the door was open. Hugh

closed the door softly, a salacious smirk on his face.

'' Jesus ! Do you know what me cousin 's doin'? '' he gasped, choking to cease

himself from laughing out aloud. `` She 's got one of them vibrator things

shaped like a cock and she 's got it buzzin'up the Princess 's cunt. And

she 's lovin'it. Jesus of Nazareth, I ai n't never seen anythin'like it ! Jenny 's

fuckin'her with a fictile rooster ! ``

They were drunk enough to laugh at anything and this news show had them

rolling about the floor.

'' Right-o, calm down you mad son of a bitch. '' Hugh whispered hoarsely. `` Play

another phonograph recording Billy to stop them hearin'us. Before we get too stoned,

let 's fix the toll. And no fuckin'cheatin'any of you. I say xx

dollars a piece of tail. And seein'how she 's my find and it 's in my apartment

and I take the grownup risk, I take ten dollars and you split the rest

between you. Any argument ? '' he asked, leaning back and cooling his tool

on the side of the cold can of beer in his hands.

'' No parameter, mate, '' Tiger said, answering for the others. `` But if we

get more than twenty dollars we three split the additional. OK ? ``

'' Fair enough, '' Hugh admitted. `` All I want is ten dollar bill a fuck. ``

They lifted cans of beer and toasted the deal. The others wanted to

spread out the door to front lasciviously at the charge card vibrator that

inspired such sounds of moaning from the sleeping accommodation, but they were easily

persuaded by Hugh to bewilder to the beer for awhile. They all needed a

rest, he said. `` Something to eat, too. '' said Billy.

'' There 's some pixie left in the kitchen. We 'll eat them, the hash

might give us a little cost increase, '' Hugh said, noticing that Panthera tigris was

beginning to doze-off in his chair.

'' Hey, Tiger, '' he called. `` We 're flippin'a coin to see who gets up who

adjacent. '' He first of all tossed for partners and he got Sludge-Pump

Yates, leaving he-goat and Tiger in partnership. The next pass was for

the blonde. `` point or shadow ? '' he called ; nightstick called, `` Tails, '' and the

coin fell down showing the head.

'' She 's ours, '' gloated Sludge-Pump. `` We 've won the lilliputian blonde. ``

'' Right, '' said Hugh. `` She will be surprised. So will Jenny when she

finds she gets Tiger again and Billy as a fillip. Do n't knock her about,

you two. retrieve she 's flying down to Melbourne tomorrow on a model

job. ``

'' What we do wo n't testify. nominal head or back. When do we start ? I think my

partner 's unresistant to undermine in unless we get cracking soon. '' Billy could

see tiger 's eyes dropping with sleep and the effects of drinking

countless beers at the club.

'' Another rung of beers first. pass on the Princess time to get to solve on

Jenny with the vibrator. Put on another criminal record, baton, something with a

right beat to it. '' He got up himself to heap the icebox with more

tin of beer and bring insensate ones back to the sustenance room. Although it

was about four in the dawning, the heat was stifling. There were few

traffic sounds in the street. Occasional tedious bun of big H

announced a coming storm, a `` southerly baby buster '' that often blew up along

the coast in summer. The breakers were thumping down louder, their

sound potent now the dealings was quieter.

They ate the remaining brownies but the baked hash inside them had

small effect on billystick who fell asleep with a fag burning a hole

in his armchair. Hugh poured beer on the cigaret and the burned maw,

then he went to the couch to unfold out. Jim and Tiger hoped he would

pass out as well so they could have the two missy to themselves.

The more tiger view of this in his drunkenly craftiness judgement, the Sir Thomas More

he liked the approximation. After awhile, on the pretext of going to the

bath, he ambled towards the bedroom door and just as he was about

to hap it he pushed it give, went inside, slammed the door and locked

it. The two lady friend yelled with surprise and covered their faces to

protect themselves from tiger 's mad leap into the bed between them,

knocking the little phallic vibrator to the floor. He wanted the blond

and in his efforts to concentrate on pushing her legs apart jenny was

quickly capable to break from his grip and unlock the door.

There was enough resound to wake the dead, but not Billy. Jim was first

in when the door was unlocked, his thickly muscled arm going around

Linda 's waist to drag her forcibly from tiger 's bibulous batch. Jim

found the miss less worry than he expected : She appeared dazed,

though she was still able to care to ring in a pathetically weak

vox for jennet and Hugh to help her.

Partly sobered by the ruckus, Hugh saw that a fighting was brewing, an

all-out brawl that might give birth the neighbors calling the cops. The four

had tossed honest and lame for the adjacent fuck. billystick was passed out in

his chairman, gone for the dark, tiger had his luck of the toss in the

chamber, and Sludgie and himself had theirs. He allowed him to take hold

onto the squirming nymphet while he reached into the sleeping room to take

the door key.

'' Goodnight tiger. Goodnight Jenny. We 'll leave you two love birds alone

until breakfast time, '' he said, pulling the door shut and locking it

before his full cousin could foreclose him. Hugh stood listening through the

room access and heard her outcry at him what a low tool he was, and she

said to Tiger, `` I 'm too blinking weak to refuse. ``

Turning to Jim to ask him to carry the girl to the couch, he was

startled to see his married person 's paw gripped tightly over the struggling

girlfriend 's mouth as he bent behind her, trying to stuff his gravid rod

between her quivering ass-cheeks.

'' Do ya want another fist in ya face, ya big baboon ? '' he demanded,

dragging Linda away from him. `` Do n't ya roll in the hay how to treat a Princess ? ''

christ the young woman 's limp, he thought, must have overdone the vodkas. What

she needs is a hot meat injection. His crude oil bodily fluid caused him to laugh

as he picked Linda up and carried the semiconscious young lady to the couch

where he sat with her in his blazon, nibbling at her tit and feeling

her soft pussy.

'' What about me ? '' Sludge-Pump glared across the room, his grotesque cock

and egregious hairy body in the dimly lit room giving him the visual aspect of

a caricatured Neanderthal man.

'' I 'm warmin'her up for us both, '' Hugh said, feeling a reaction to his

finger in her cunt, noticing her legs beginning to propel slowly apart to

help his finger. She let her question droop forward so that he could kiss

her. She did n't stand firm. He kissed her hard on the mouth which

sensuously opened for his tongue with the Saami slowness as her legs

opened for his fingerbreadth. For some time his penis had been slack, but now

it suddenly shot out between his branch. He had to ease Linda back

against him, her pelvic arch and waist pushing sluttishly, squeezing his prick

hard against his belly. He felt slobber of lubricating fluid wetting

down to his omphalos. Her warm pussy was coming to life, exuding its own

juices to welcome the fleshy horn.

'' Did ya like William Le Baron Jenny fuckin'ya with her vibrator ? '' he asked her

lasciviously.

She nodded stupidly, seeking his mouth again.

'' Do ya want me to fuck ya with me cock ? '' He had to push her away to get

her lips off his to ask her. She nodded again, mumbling `` Yes. '' She was

rubbing her side against his stiff member. He told her to snog it. She

lowered her straits obediently, still writhing against his digit, opened

her mouth and took the swollen, dribbling head succulently into her

mouth as though sucking a particularly large ripe plum.

Sludge-Pump stood looking ravenously down at her. `` I 'll state ya what, ''

he said slyly, `` I 'll rise her onto ya, Hugh. ``

With a nod from Hugh he lifted her up by the waist, the ravishing new

body bending listlessly like a rag doll, Hugh holding her at her

axillary cavity. The burly spirit saver placed an arm underneath her lucky brown

belly, bent her knees forward with his other arm and lowered her down,

her vaginal sassing spread across-the-board apart. Stretching out on his back, Hugh

lifted his pelvis so that his cunt-seeking cock-head met the descending

vaginal sassing held apart by Jim.

Carefully lowering her jackknifed body down, Jim leered evilly. He had

her tender, tight little brown anus right in front of his eyes. messiah !

he said to himself, if I can get the old Sludge-Pump in there it 'll be

a miracle ... but by Jesus I 'm gon na get it in if I have to practise a

new hole ... I 'll instruct the horny loose woman to ever peck me across the

face. His coarse, simpleton mind still held a score against the girl, not

only for striking him on the nozzle : She had treated him like crap. In

this casing, he laughed lewdly to himself, revenge will be sweet !

With her legs doubled up he lowered Linda 's warmly greedy cunt all the

way down and felt the girl 's waistline muscles flexing as she began to hinge on

up and down on the shaft. He could barely wait to rape the temptingly

beautiful anus. Normally he did n't care one way or another about bun-

nookie, but Jesus ! he thought, no one could resist the tantalizing

sight of the arrant roundness of this girl 's buttocks. The completely

hairless fissure exposing a daintily puckered hole with its garden pink kernel

rising and falling. His desire was further aggravated by the flock of

her pink juicy cunt moving slowly and sensuously up and down Hugh 's

horny cock.

Moistening his finger's breadth with the flowing lubricating juice exuding from

her pussycat, he wiped some on his expectant bull-cock, rubbed his fingers

against the drag mouth of her puss once more, and drew his hand up her

anal crack. He repeated the action mechanism several multiplication, letting her get used

to it, lingering over it, as he hungrily stared at the tantalizing

footling hole that made his oral cavity drool.

Resisting a temptation to lapse his teeth into the silken chassis of her

ass-cheeks, he tested the anal retentive first step tentatively with the tip of his

finger, slippery from the sticky wetness. She cringed away from it,

forcing him to grip her bent waistline with his left hired hand before again

probing, this clock time more forcibly, with his finger. It went half an in

into the tightly deform fiddling motherfucker ; he pushed in a further inch,

gripping her tight. She tried to complain in a mewly vocalisation to Hugh who

clamped her oral cavity tight against his own. He knew what old Sludgie was

doing, and she was going to get it whether she liked it or not. She was

beginning to relax the slopped sphincter heftiness to reserve his finger

further penetration, grinding around to feel Thomas More cock and more finger.

Jim shoved his finger another half-inch in and held her tight. This

time she yelped loudly. Hugh pulled her breast down tight on his,

crushing her pocket-sized synodic month white meat against his sweating mat of haircloth.

Gradually she accepted the comportment of the finger. Drugged,

narcotically and sexually, her body was making determination for her :

Whatever her organic structure demanded she accepted, like an zombie geared to a

dynamo. She dimly believed at starting time it was the sharp tip of a tongue

going into her anus : She had enjoyed that. Was it a tool ? Was it Billy

trying to fuck her from behind ? It felt better now as it revolved

inside her.

Her anus was accepting it, enlarging strangely, perversely to the

extraneous erotic action so much so that Jim had little trouble

inserting two fingers into the grinding rump. He brought up more

slippery cunt juice to work the pickle into a vile receptacle, working

carefully and persistently wider and abstruse. Drugged as she was, the

muscles of her fundament and stomach were coming to life, a frantic sex

impulse coursing throughout her consistency, her nervous organisation awakening to the

prospect of astounding satisfaction. Her snatch was active with need, her

rectum, too. She pushed her tongue deep into Hugh 's mouth.

'' fuck me, fuck me ! '' She lifted her mouthpiece to moan the Holy Writ then buried

her oral fissure back hard against Hugh 's watering mouth.

'' I 'll fuck you all right, you piddling beef, '' grunted Jim, unable to

wait a mo longer.

Drawing her ass-cheeks astray apart, he leered at the pulsating pink kettle of fish

begging to be penetrated. He was going to thrust his long, midst cudgel

all the way up into that virginal orifice and take a leak her beg for mercy.

This would be the Yank Princess 's ultimate humiliation and

degradation. After this, the whoring of her would be only an anti-

climax. Harshly gripping her coxa to steady her and using his thumbs to

hold blanket the soft shape of her ass-cheeks, he brutally jammed the

purplish-red fountainhead of his oversized shaft into the wet anus.

'' Aaaaaahhhhhh ! No, no, no, oh please do n't. Nooooooo ! '' she screeched,

jerking her head word in the air and shooting her dead body forward. The pain sensation was

excruciating. Hugh grasped her harder, at the Sami fourth dimension lifting his

posterior to thrust his rod deeply into her, while Jim 's Sludge-Pump

forced itself in a few More agonizing inches.

Another wow was stifled by Hugh pulling her face down into his neck opening.

She attempted to burn him until he threatened to strike hard all her teeth

out.

'' appreciation her still at your end, '' he said to Jim. `` I 've got her tamed up

here. ``

The blunt invasion of his lunging pecker felt as if her rectum was being

split wide heart-to-heart. Mercifully it was still for the moment, though every

vulcanized fiber of her being resisted as she felt the hard rubbery flesh slowly

begin to move back and Forth, sending moving ridge of painful sensation inside her widely

stretched anal passage.

'' Aaaaahhhhggggg ! '' she screamed again as the grotesquely unnatural member

drove right up into her. The coarse pubic hair of the man behind her

rasped against the mildness of her ass-cheeks. Oh my God, she thought.

It must be that monster they call Sludge-Pump. How could there be room

inside me for Hugh 's vast putz and this other mammoth monstrosity ?

Both men gasped with sadistic, libidinous pleasure as they began

fucking away at her. They could each feel the front of each other 's

cock inside the Edward Young girl 's belly. She had collapsed down on Hugh, all

resistance gone except for never-ending groan of anguish issuing from her

drop-off, saliva-wet back talk. Jim had levered himself high up on his knees in

order to pull strings her buttocks by his business firm hairgrip on her waist,

plunging the full length of his punishing arm into her with retentive

flesh-tearing shot. His control of her buns worked as an aid to

Hugh lying plane on his back and jerk up with his pelvis to shove as

deeply as he could in time with the bowel movement. There was an added erotic

excitement in having them both fuck her at the same meter. Should birth

old Billy here to fuck her rima oris ... the boozy son of a bitch does n't live

what he 's missing, he thought. And tiger 's with Jenny ... up her ass,

too, I 'll bet.

He was redress about tiger. There was no argument in the bedroom. They

lay sideways on the bed, his hired man fondling her bosom and his ass-

loving tool was stuck hard between her pocket-sized business firm fundament. She too was

having something extra. The battery operated vibrator was buzzing in

her cunt, its vibrations being felt by nightstick 's deeply embedded cock.

She had already cum several fourth dimension, and she intended to keep on

achieving orgasm until she either passed out or her pussy could take

no more. Her record for self-induced orgasms was fifteen in a row.

Tonight she felt she could easily break that figure, especially if

Billy kept up that overnice easy rhythm of fucking into her bastard. She

never thought she 'd savor having a cock up there : She must teach Hugh

how to do it. Let Linda holler her head off, she selfishly decided. I

ca n't arrest now for anyone ... anyway, Hugh will await after her ... he

wants her for himself ; the selfish bastard.

With her leg thrown back over tiger 's so that her snatch was nicely

opened, she moaned into another orgasm. Eight ! she counted to herself,

her eyes closed in ecstasy.

Linda was well and truly being looked after ... sexually. Sludge-Pump

drooled over her back, his saliva dribbling down on her narrow

shoulders that jerked forward with each lunge of his rampaging quill

into her ship's boat anal enactment, tripping her servile kneeling organic structure

between the skewering shaft. She was hopelessly pinned by them both in

that twist lieu like a hareem striver between two strapping masters. In

spite of the pain in her anus, the arousal of her inflamed clitoris

encouraged her anal muscular tissue to expand to an unbelievable degree to

accept the assault of her prat jam. Jim was groaning that it was too

tight and too tremendous. `` I ca n't stand it ! '' he muttered lifting his

head in response to the thrill of the warm clasping flesh enveloping

the huge turncock that had brought him so a great deal comment from his teasing

friend. `` Christ, she likes it now ! '' he thought, amazed that the tiny

chocolate-brown traffic circle and its little pink hole could dilate so much that he

could slide all the way through and deep up into her. His wholly

monstrously throbbing rod-as thick as a man 's wrist-was poking into

her right up to the hilt. He felt his balls slap wetly down onto the

cock and orchis fucking upwards beneath him. No pauperism to vex about her

bolting now !

She was moving backwards to meet each forward drive into her buttock

and grinding down to take the thrusts up into her snatch. She undulated,

swinging her pelvis and buttocks in little rotating circles : Clasping

one rod tightly with a slight throb of her rectum as it withdrew on the

back stroke, opening to admit it on the in stroke ; cunt-gripping the

other rod sliding so hot and satisfyingly past her clitoris into the

liquified deepness of her vagina. Doubly impaled through her two holes so

close together that the only section of her lower soundbox she could move was

her rosehip and rear end and these she moved like a female person demon, sweating

as she rode up and down with a rotating movement that was bringing both

their pulsating fellow member toward a simultaneously gushing explosion.

Hugh felt her head Menachem Begin to thrash from incline to side. He lifted it so

that he could suck at her slack mouth, tonguing and biting at her lower

lip. He could see from her sugarcoat eyes that she hungered for

expiation in her bottom as well as her pussy. Her trunk bucking and

churning now as the fires of mounting lust enlivened her, he sensed

that she was drawing to a climax, bringing his inflated pecker to an even

more energize state. Her snatch was pleading for more than, and he shoved hard

up to satisfy it, feeling the nearness of Sludgie 's weapon pistoning

faster and faster, Hugh 's chunk awash with the juices flowing from her

bitch. The girl was moaning as though in a enchantment as both dick rammed

rapidly into her, hard and deep.

It was too much for Hugh. He could n't incorporate himself any longer and

with one mighty upward thrust his penis-head 's cunt opened to gush out

his cum hotly against her neck. Wildly he yelled his completion as

her body thumped down on him, tossed by a mighty thrust from Jim 's

peachy pole.

'' more than, Hugh, more. Keep fucking my pussy, '' he heard her begging him,

trying to balance the mad, excruciating cuntal and anal retentive excitement

filling her consistence with a lust she did n't consider possible. But Hugh was

finished. He had drained his balls, and his cock sucked slowly back out

of the wetly ravenous vagina. He was also suddenly conscious of the

weight of both the girl and of Jim leaning over her back. He eased

himself from beneath them, staggered to the john and then went to

the bedchamber to break up on the former side of Jenny.

Panthera tigris was sound asleep but William Le Baron Jenny was lying, legs wide apart, her mitt

gripping the end of the vibrator buzzing thick inside her.

'' Turn that thing off, '' he said, lying on his back. `` I want some slumber. ``

'' Just one more, Hugh. I 'm having number twenty. Oh, oh, oh ...

aaaaggghhhh. '' With a final satisfied groan she switched off the vibrator

and turned towards him, lifting a prospicient leg over his and nestling up,

her bosom against his side.

'' fire up me at ten, '' she sighed. `` Have to go to Melbourne tomorrow. Is

Linda all right ? ''

'' Having the time of her life, '' he yawned.

And it was true ; the blond teenage girlfriend was enjoying her ass-fuck as

much as she had the cunt-fuck. She was lying flat on her belly, now,

legs apart, with her hand underneath so that she could finger her

clit while Jim rammed into her fully distended anal passage. She

quickly brought herself to orgasm with her fingers, as Jim could tell

by the increasing meretriciousness of her groaning. She had wanted to reach

this hanker drawn-out climax with them both in her, and now that her cunt

was emptied of strong human body some of the pleasure she 'd received from her

rear jam was diminishing. As she started to cum the threaten storm

broke outside, thunder crashing after lightning ostentation clayey rain

pelting against the window panes.

'' Aaaaahhhhhh ! '' she groaned in a perverse miscellanea of pain and pleasance,

cumming while he thrust and slapped his big sac against the fingers in

her bitch giving their last caress to her clitoris. `` Aaaaggggghhhh ! ''

This half-groan, half-scream was a reaction to the finality of her own

desires and the agony of the giant torment faculty swelling even

larger as it was about to blow. It was stretching the muscles of her

anus beyond belief. Yet with masochistic delight and uncontrollable

desire her keister earth back against his sweating pelvis, thick with

wet pubic hair. The unit duration of her go felt hot and painful,

the hotness inside her anal depths searing with increasing pain.

Lifting her waist up as his member swelled for the concluding poke,

Sludge-Pump was gasping out incoherent obscenities in a spluttering

moan. He flung himself forward with a mighty shove that almost tore

through the rampart of her quivering rectum, and with an enormous

tremor, he shot his hotly thick cum in spurting wave after wafture into

the depths of her rectal cavern. She was transfixed, bent in front man of

him, buttocks swaying against his free weight, then in an instinctive

reaction to his coming, she pressed sloshed back against his hairy loins

as he poured his spermatozoan far up her anal retentive passage, filling her until she

felt her belly swelling with it.

He collapsed grunting over her vertebral column, pressing her deeply into the

couch. She was barely conscious when he began to back out the frightful

length of his satiated shape, looking down to see the stir up head

emerge with a wet suck sound, the garden pink insides of her anus showing

clearly as the hatchway puckered out when the puffed pass of his member

withdrew. There was sufficient cognisance remaining in her to know

that she was now totally debauched, frown than the woman of the street she had

previously despised. As she blacked out into merciful oblivion she

thought that there was nothing more they could do to her now. She would

let them roll in the hay her. She would suck them off. Her body wanted it, now.

Jim Yates stood by the frame staring stupidly down at the most

beautiful girl he 'd ever fucked. I do n't want to fuck her cunt while

she 's unconscious, he thought. sight of metre tomorrow. He dressed

carelessly and staggered out of the apartment, drunkenly tripping over

Jenny 's high fidelity sound system set on the floor. Cursing, he lurched out into the nighttime

and swayed along the amble to his seedy hotel.

Chapter 10

No one stirred until midday. baton awakened first base and rose stiffly from

the chair he had slept in ; he went to the kitchen where he opened the

inevitable cold can of beer and found a cigarette. He did n't see

Linda 's nude word form on the couch until he returned to the life elbow room,

searching for his shorts. What I need is a quick run into the sea, he

decided, to give me an appetite for breakfast. However, seeing the

Loretta Young lady friend innocently sleeping and no one else around brought his peter

rising up, his balls tightening. He lit the cigarette and crept over to

Linda 's still body but stopped short as he noticed the smashed record

player.

I wonder who broke it, he mused, taking a longsighted draft at his beer.

Would n't be Hugh or Panthera tigris, and certainly not Jenny-must have been

bloody old Sludgie ! Where in the fuckin'pit is everybody ? Opening the

bedroom door he found Hugh and Tiger asleep, their coat of arms crossed over

Jenny.

He wakened them, brought coldness beers and told them of finding the

wreckage that had once been a record player. William Le Baron Jenny quickly tumbled out

of bed to regard the damage, giving a kissing suck to Hugh 's cock in the

nerve-tingling section just below the head as she went. I 'm turned on

to men 's tool now ! she told Hugh merrily, although she avoided Billy 's

pass as she rushed out to waken Linda. However, her honest humor

evaporated at the sight of the wrecked disc player-she was wild.

Irritably she shook Linda into cognizance, led her to the bathroom

and went back to question the life rescuer sitting on the bed having

their number one beer of the day. She soon discovered that Sludge-Pump Yates

was the last one fucking Linda : it was him all right, the others

agreed.

'' Right, that does it ! Yates is banned from this apartment. And another

thing, '' she yelled, furious that she had slept in, that she had to

overtake the two-thirty airplane to Melbourne and that she would be away

until the undermentioned William Ashley Sunday, therefore missing out on some pleasant

orgies with the nymphet and Hugh. `` When I return I want to see a brand

new player. ``

'' We 'll all chip in to buy you a new one just as safe as the old, '' Hugh

said, winking at his hungover buddies. `` Do you agree to that ? ``

'' Sure affair, Hugh, '' they chorused. Billy added that they would get half

the money out of Jim Yates who, he said to Jenny, was about to arrive at

some money in a deal in which they were all involved ... not very much, but

they could certainly afford to buy a phonograph recording player. It would only cost

about a hundred dollar sign.

Jenny distrusted them, knowing that money went through their scoop as

fast as beer went down their throats. Anyway, she was in too lots of a

hurry to think about anything except packing and catching a taxi to

Kingsford Adam Smith airport. She stopped Billy heading for the bathroom and

went there herself to bring together Linda under the shower. She had to break the

tidings that she was going to Melbourne for a series of exposure for a

magazine. Lying, to pass water the girl feel happier, she said that she 'd

probably return that evening.

jenny was mystified at Linda 's reaction. The lady friend seemed to be quite

apathetic at the idea of being left alone with Hugh, whom Jenny knew

could n't be trusted, and with Billy and tiger who would fuck any hole

with hair around it. They stood close together under the cascade, their

hair dripping. jenny wondered if perhaps the pot had damaged the kid 's

genius. 'Course it could n't, she reasoned to herself. Just a formula

amount and not strong stuff anyway. She drew Linda to her, pressing

their wet soundbox together.

'' What 's wrong, my lovely pet ? Do you feel upchuck ? '' Jenny thought that

perhaps she should abide, but breaking a contract could cause loss of

work later.

Linda threw her arms around Jenny 's waist, pulling her tighter so that

their pubic knoll pressed close together.

'' I 've become a fucking machine, jenny. I ... I just want to be fucked.

I love you and I want to be fucked ... Jim Yates fucked my seat final stage

Night, and I liked it. I like Hugh to fuck me. I want to lick your

cunt, Jenny ... I 'm a fucking machine ... '' She burst into hysterical

laugh which turned to loud sobs and jenny led her out of the rain shower

recess to rub her dry with a large towel.

Jenny had never before been faced with this variety of situation. The

whole thing had begun as a lark. She had a damned hangover, her mouth

tasted like the can of a parrot 's John Cage and she was developing a

migraine concern. And she had that important job to do.

'' flavor baby, I love you too and when I get back tonight we can stimulate more

fun and secret plan. You can puzzle out my cunt as long as you want. It 's just that

you 're experiencing sex for the offset time. All girls like it. So while

I 'm away just let yourself loose and enjoy it. I only wish I could

hitch. I like it, too ... ''

'' But do n't you see ? '' the young girl wept as Jenny rubbed her tenacious

blonde hair with the towel. `` I 'm so awfully ashamed of myself. I wanted

to tie Tom, my young man. I wanted to save it all up for when we were

married. Now I 'm craving for dick ! '' She burst into bastard that shook her

physical structure. `` I want to fuck and have it off ... ''

She must still be high-pitched, Jenny thought. She 's still tripping on those

pixy. She plugged in an electric pilus drier to dry her own pilus and

last drying Linda 's hair. Linda 's emotional blowup calmed under the

governance of the hot air blowing through her hair and Jenny 's

caressing handwriting on her shoulder joint. When they were dry, jenny put her arm

around the stripling blonde fille and led her back to the sleeping room. She

changed the shroud, made up the bed and forced Linda to lie back with

her head nestling in a pillow while she busied herself with packing and

dressing for the flight. She could n't avail looking at the delicious

body stretched full length on the bed and the hired hand carelessly cupped

over the golden-fringed cunt. Her unused panty were already

moistening from an excitement stirring in her own pussy. She swore as

she looked at her watch. No clock time for it, no time even to have one last

greedy lick at that temptingly delicate animal. At stopping point, with

everything packed, she leaned over the foot of the bed, parted Linda 's

pretty pink vaginal lips and kissed her suckingly on the clitoris.

'' arrivederci my sweet darling. I 'll call back of you all the way to Melbourne. ``

Linda moaned, `` Oh, do n't go now. I want you, oh God, I want you,

jenny ass. ``

'' No, darling, I must go. '' And Jenny went out of the way, leaving the

door ajar. Hugh was alone in the living way. `` Where are the others ? ''

Jenny hoped for a bit that they may have gone back to Brisbane.

'' They 've got some business to attend to in the city, '' Hugh lied. `` Got ta

earn some gelt to pay for the disk instrumentalist. When will ya be back,

jennet ? ''

'' Tonight, '' she said loudly so that Linda could hear, and in a whisper

added, `` Dominicus at the in vogue. I want to see Linda again before she

leaves Commonwealth of Australia. Look after her, Hugh, and restrain those ruffians away

from here. I do n't want the apartment wrecked. '' She offered him her

lips and they kissed passionately.

At the front door he kissed her again. `` I 'm glad you 're not all dam, ''

he said good-humoredly. `` I think we 're goin'to receive more soundly times

together. Perhaps it was those hash cookies you made that made the

company go with a eruption. ``

Jenny smiled as he shut the doorway behind her, and she went out into the

blazing sun to catch a taxi, little realizing what a devastating

effect Hugh 's last remark could have on the poor innocent young woman

listening in the bedroom.

When Hugh looked in she was frenziedly throwing clothes about looking

for her dress. `` What 's up, Princess ? Looking for something ? '' he asked.

His short circuit were bulging with a growing erection brought on by jennet 's

farewell candy kiss and mean promises for the future.

'' I 'm getting dressed. I 'm going place. I do n't want to see you or jenny

ever again, '' she flung at him. `` Get out ! '' She tried feebly to hit him

and began to weep hysterically. `` She drugged me, did n't she ? She

drugged me with hashish. ``

'' assuredness it, babe. She had some, too ... did n't gist her. Anyway, it was

just a picayune something to make the company swing. '' He pushed her away

and she sat on the bed, her pretty manoeuvre breasts heaving as she held

her headway in her hands, sobbing. Jenny had deceived her. She had n't

given her the pic. If it was on-key that a trivial pot did n't result

Jenny then perhaps it was n't that ; perhaps it was because she really

enjoyed what had happened. She was no different from other young lady who

made enjoy to any man who came along. Her desperate mood gradually

subsided. Looking surreptitiously at Hugh 's bulging shorts, the sex

impulse swelled up in her. That 's what she wanted : a hot throbbing peter.

To hell with Jenny and her vibrator. She wanted that fleshy appendage Hugh

was releasing as he undid his shorts. But number one of all she wanted

something to eat.

'' I 'm starving. Get me some food, '' she demanded, her voice flatbed and

lifeless.

'' certainly thing, Princess, '' he said good-naturedly. `` Lie back and wait for

it. Orange juice and ham and eggs coming up. I think you 're going to

gain your keep. ``

'' I 'll try, '' she replied, staring vacantly at his broad berm and

naked buttocks as he strolled out to the kitchen.

* * *

The first gear acquaintanceship Tiger Kelly met when he walked into the surf

social club after a swimming was Ginger Meggs, a redheaded owner of a fleet of

taxis.

'' Hear you 've got a overnice bit of juvenile bagatelle on the market, Tiger. ''

'' Yeah. Who told you ? ``

'' Bumped into your friend Jim Yates on the promenade. Said she was a

fifteen year old blonde from the commonwealth. He mentioned something about a

hundred dollars for a quicky. moldiness be mad. What 's the substantial price,

tiger ? ``

'' Sixty dollars but bein'a phallus of the club she 's yours for fifty. ''

'' Make it forty and I 'll buy it, sight unseen. ``

'' Jesus, if you saw what a little raver she is you 'd want to pay a

hundred ! '' Tiger exclaimed, thinking what a right starting line he was making.

'' Beautiful as a film star. adorable titty, not too small, best ass I 've

ever seen. And just broken in. '' He looked at his watch. `` I think she 'll

be free by three o'clock. Sludge ... er ... I mean Jim Yates is on his

way there right now, I reckon, to help Hugh verify the crowds. ``

'' Right, '' agreed gingerroot Meggs. `` Who do I pay ? ``

'' hold me xxx sedimentation and the other ten to Hugh Watson when you go

into the flat. '' He gave gingerroot the address.

Jim Yates had already taken a customer to the flat. There was no pauperism

to search for trade beyond the club despite the fact that it was a

Tuesday, for numerous associate members flocked to Sydney 's beach golf-club

from interstate highway and up body politic, and on hot Clarence Shepard Day Jr. salesmen, rich people

businessmen, off-duty policemen and others from all walks of life

headed for the beaches during a heat wave.

Without bothering to go into details with Hugh, the other three

Brisbane life sentence savers made their own arrangements about net profit communion.

Two or three fucks would buy a nice new record player for Jenny ... had

to keep back her happy for future visit to Sydney. They decided that two

should analyze the club for trade, taking turn to go up to the

apartment to help Hugh : some of these horny whoreson were liable to

have their piece of tail and then ask for their money back with the menace of

their fists. There was to be no queuing ... did n't want to get the

neighbors suspicious. Two in at a metre. One in the bedroom, one having

a dislodge beer while he waited in the living room. All afternoon Panthera tigris and

Billy slyly let the word drop that a gorgeous Whitney Young bird was uncommitted

in a common soldier flat. Not a hipster, nor a whore, but a sugared middle-class

kid who was doing it for fun. The money was for the flat -very

expensive. Anyone concerned had five days and nights in which to make

up his head. For the inaugural three days they would keep the price at

40 to fifty dollars, if the market could stand it, then lower the

price every day down to twenty dollars. Anyone wanting two goes at her

in one day got a reduction to thirty per. There were exceptions :

'' Ever heard of Sergeant Frank Lloyd Wright ? '' Billy asked, leaning against the bar

with Panthera tigris, sinking great frothy `` schooners '' of beer.

'' Sure, everybody 's heard of him. One of the monster from the Vice Squad,

ai n't he ? ``

'' Yeah. The bastard. somebody pimped about Princess Linda and he comes up

to me an'says, 'Hear you 've got some imported goods for sale, Mr

Sutton. ``

'' First I 've heard of it, serjeant-at-law, I told him. ``

'' 'Do n't get shy ,'he says. 'Just put my name down for a special sale

Price, will you ? I 'm off duty tonight at eleven. I 'll be there at

midnight. I know where it is. Here 's ten clam'. ``

'' Jesus, what could I do ? So I says OK mate, but just for you, not the

unhurt bloody police squad. ``

'' 'No, just me. I 'm the only one of us who knows the address-so far'. ``

Panthera tigris interrupted Billy 's taradiddle of the coming upon with the plainclothes

policeman from the notorious frailty squad who were said to make up More out

of Sydney 's brothels than the daughter did themselves. `` At least we did n't

have to bribe the dickhead. Wonder how he heard about Linda and where he

got the reference. As far as I know there have only been six fella go to

the apartment so far. ``

'' There 's always some pimp about. All we can hope for now is that no one

else from the fuckin'Vice squad hears about it. When you go up there,

Billy, warn Hugh not to ask for any more money when Sergeant Wright

turns up and recount him to open him all the booze he asks for. Hugh gets

his ten bucks while we get the sweet fuckup. ``

A new record player had already been chosen, paid for and delivered.

They all thought a little music would facilitate allow a suitable

atmosphere.

tiger felt in his pocket the first few potato chip ten-dollar banknote made so

easily in a couple of hours. They would all go back to Brisbane much

richer than when they left. Panthera tigris was not very bright but it took

little brainwork to add up what Linda could realize in twelve out of every

twenty-four 60 minutes, over five Day. If the gross averaged out to thirty

clam a prison term, sixty one dollar bill an hour-or maybe more with some Thomas Young

client who would cum as soon as they got up the little beauty-that

should mould out to six hundred dollars a day ! Three thousand dollars

for the working week ! Working out his own cut was too much for him.

'' Let 's deliver another 'schooner', Billy. We 're gon na be rich by Saturday

night ! '' He thought how much the Vice team must be raking off in bribe

from Sydney 's brothels : they 're unsound than the whore, the

bastards, he decided resentfully.

news program about the girl spread out of the social club to mathematical group of men on the

beach and in cafes and streak along the waterfront. Before evening when

Sludge-Pump replaced him as a cunt-hustler, he-goat was surprised at the

variety of demands prospective clients were making. Two hard-bitten

weather-worn shearers from a six-month shearing run in the Outback

offered a 100 dollars each if they could both fuck her at the Lapp

time.

'' You mean one up her cunt and the former up her ass ? '' Billy asked. No,

they said, both in her pussy at the Same time ... did he opine they were

queer ?

An old degenerate called Thornton, hearing that an minor girl was

whoring in an apartment near the beach said he would pay the fifty if

she was baker's dozen. That was his age limit and she had to sop up him off-he

could n't get a hard on for pattern coitus.

'' sure, '' said Tiger, taking XL on the bit. `` She 'll be 14 next

month and she 'll do anything. '' He wondered if he should phone Hugh to

knock off off the little patch of favourable curls from around Linda 's pussy

and tell apart everyone that Linda was only thirteen. No, he finally decided,

we 'd receive more than Sergeant S. S. Van Dine to cope with and all the dirty old

men in Sydney would be hammering at the door.

Jim told Panthera tigris how he 'd managed to get his monster all the way up her

anal passage and ask over tiger to portion her with him so he could do it

again, after they `` shut up shop '' that night.

'' Tonight, after the last client, '' he grinned lasciviously. `` Yeah,

after the pubs shut, '' Panthera tigris agreed.

* * *

The lady friend lying naked on the bed in the apartment overlooking Bondi 's

gilded beach looked more like twenty than fifteen. There were blue

shadows under her eye, her blonde tomentum was matted from disregard, her

down-drawn backtalk was that of a jaded moll and her ramification were spread

sluttishly apart. She hardly ever bothered to change her stance

unless one of Hugh 's numerous `` champion '' asked her to change by reversal over or sit

up to give suck. For four Day she had only left the chamber to visit the

lavatory or watch a midnight movie on television set. Occasionally she ate

a proper meal cooked for her by Hugh, otherwise she kept to her dieting of

hasheesh bar and vodka-spiked Coca Cola. Her organic structure still glowed with the youth

of a xv year old, contrasting with the irksome expressionless side.

She `` entertained '' these champion of Hugh 's from about eleven in the

dawning until midnight. She was hardly witting of whether it was day

or Night. She did n't care.

There was no smell left in her except a constant flame of desire in

her puss. Strange, leering faces breathed beer aroma into hers ;

sometimes she was hurt, men squeezing her firm young bosom, shoving

fingers roughly into her anus, digging their fingernails into the

attendant physique of her vertebral column and buttocks. Both her lips were bruised and

swollen, the result of cruel bites from drunks and sadists. She had a

cigarette tan mark near the pink teat of one breast, a scar across

her thigh, caused by the flailing swath buckle swung by a middle-aged

drunk who insisted on being called serjeant, and her neck was covered

with blood bruises.

She hardly slept during the recollective hours when no one called at the

apartment. Late at nighttime when she went back to bed from watching

telly there was always a bed companion for the Nox : Panthera tigris or

Sludge-Pump-sometimes both. She called him Sludge-Pump now. She loathed

both of them, if she got around to thinking about it. She did n't care

what they did with her : in fact, her coming were always a good deal greater

when they had her together late at night or before they went down for

their break of the day swim in the surf. One day she would go down with Jenny 's

display board and float out into the cool Pacific to clean herself of the

incubus she was enduring, suffering it because her judgment was too

pathetically weakened to deny the demands of her genitals or the fervor

of sensual desire raging day and night throughout her entire system.

One day, she could n't think which, she wrote a letter to her

parents, a inadequate greenback about how happy she was tripping around

Queensland with Jenny. Hugh dictated the letter which he sent to a

admirer at Rockhampton to post back to Mr. and Mrs. Sir Stephen Harold Spender at Bondi

Beach. She had written again, intending to throw the letter out of the

window in the hope that someone would put up it to her parents, but by

then she had forgotten the address and the phone number ; she was n't

allowed to use the phone and she was never left alone.

On the twenty percent day she asked for a television set set to be installed in the

chamber so Hugh hired one which she left turned on all day, the sound

turned up. She stared with narcotised eyes, the sound drowning out the

constant vulgarities pouring into her pinna, while Hugh 's friends

ravished her. Instead of one or two men standing in the doorway while

another lustily rammed and bounced her in the bed, the living elbow room

seemed packed with men drinking, talking, swearing and discussing

money : `` twenty dollar bill dollars '' were the only intelligible words she could

distinguish from the babble of phonation. Once she had counted the men who

fucked her one way or the former during the day, feeling a unknown kind

of deprave atonement in knowing that she had cum so many times,

flavour at the Lapplander clip a relief that she should not consume to see those

Quaker of Hugh 's again.

She could n't count now. There were too many. One after the early.

Undressing hurriedly, flopping heavily onto her body, squeezing her

breasts, fumbling to find the entrance to her vagina, shoving severe into

her wet crotch and kissing hard on her wound sassing as they rammed into

her. As soon as the piece of tail finished in a grunting climax she would release

her head to follow the telly until the man dressed and another came

to resist by the bed, dropping his pants to reveal an erect cock and

ripping off his shirt ; she would follow until the new friend pulled her

expression around for the expected kiss.

She stopped eating the day before, refusing a greasy swither someone

offered her during the brusque evening break and now, after two dozen

hours she felt no appetite, merely a hunger for vodkas and Coke. She

never answered any questions, the sole clock time she spoke was when Hugh

would amount into the bedroom.

'' Where 's William Le Baron Jenny ? Is Jenny back ? '' she would ask listlessly.

She intended to kill jenny ass. Why, she could not remember. She had a long

distich of scissors on the bandaging mesa. She wanted Jenny so that she

could vex the scissor hold in her guts.

The life saver were worried plenty about her deteriorating condition

to put the closed sign up early that night. jennet might devolve on the

ten o'clock plane and Linda might choke out completely from lack of food

and rest. She looked dreadful. Tiger was sent to stand outside the

entrance of the apartment edifice to warn all clients that the miss

had gone and that a respectable lady had taken over the flat. They

regretted their decisiveness, thinking that perhaps Linda could fuck on

until ten.

Their conclusion was enforced by the law. Sergeant Frances Wright, with four

officers ; from his squad, arrived at half-past eight. It was the first

metre the serjeant-at-law had been back and this clip it was semi-official in

that he was prepared to use his authority if Hugh and his admirer

did n't abide by with his requests. The apartment quickly emptied of horny

rummy when the cops walked in. The word would spread out throughout the

order that the place had been raided. The `` Princess brothel '', as the

apartment had become known at the cabaret and with local cab driver, was

now permanently closed.

'' Yes, '' serjeant Wright said to Hugh as they stood in the kitchen with

the threshold closed. `` Five one C dollars is a very fair part to

the Police stock. I do n't recollect it 'll break you male child. If your sire

was n't a police sergeant, Hugh Watson, the donation would feature been

about two thousand. We know that the four of you have been very golden

in business lately. ``

He could n't quite catch Hugh 's mumbled reply. He heard him clearly

enough offer him and the other plain-clothes officers an hour or two

with the blonde nymphet, an offering he refused, having looked at the

bedraggled creature curled on the bed, staring at a television program

of life history in a convent.

'' Well, good luck son in the championships at Coogee tomorrow. I think

you 'd better cause an too soon dark, do n't you ? And send that girl away

... she might give the region a bad name. Goodnight. '' The

sergeant walked out, followed by his men. They would collect l each

and he would pay his wife three hundred to stash away in her secluded

bank account. A good commencement to a fussy Sabbatum night ... next there

would be the exercise of punching drunks before a free recent supper

downtown at Sammy 's nite-spot. He wondered how a immature girl like that

American English whore could age so a good deal in five solar day. Probably drugs !

Remembering that Hugh 's Padre was a dense cop on the measure in Brisbane

he resisted the enticement to turn back. Hugh was probably giving some

of his earnings to his old man. He looked like a nice kid.

'' That 's the end of the party, boys ! '' the nice kid was saying as he held

up a beer-glass full of champagne. `` Here 's to the little Princess ! '' The

others interrupted their reckoning of hundreds of fives and tenner to lift

their mugs of champagne to the toast. `` Here 's to the little Princess ! ``

'' Come out and fall in us, Linda, '' billystick called. `` The party 's over. Come

and have a parting boozing ! ``

There was no response. Linda was asleep with the lighting blaze over the

bed, the idiot box cacophony. he-goat went in, turned out the light source and

switched off the set. He shut the door softly. Tomorrow, someone would

have to deliver her to wherever she lived. Tomorrow was Dominicus. Another

surf carnival with C of luscious Loretta Young birds wanting to be

picked up by glamourous life story savers.

* * *

Linda slept for dozen hr, a dreamless uninterrupted slumber that

enabled her youthful modesty to resuscitate her nervous and physically

exhausted body. When Hugh and billy club awakened her she drank her orange

juice and ravenously ate her ham and eggs. She asked for the telecasting

to be switched on, feeling cheated when Hugh shook his head.

'' The party 's over, Princess. ``

'' Do n't call me that. My name 's Linda. Do you want to fuck me, Hugh ? Do

you, Billy ? ``

They both laughed. They were dressed in their super acid surfing costumes

with that odd zig-zagged stripe of red running all the way down to

their bulging genitals.

'' Time for a surf before you go home, Linda, '' Hugh said. `` You have n't

tried Jenny 's board yet. ''

'' Is Jenny here ? I want to spill to her. ``

'' No, she 's been delayed in Melbourne. Here, put on this bikini and

we 'll go down to the beach. '' He gave her one of Jenny 's bikini which

she slowly pulled on and they each held her arms to conduct her

unsteadily down to the beach. Panthera tigris and Sludge-Pump had gone with the

rest of the Brisbane team over to the beach at Coogee.

walking into the sea, the first small undulation rolling near the shoring

knocked her over, her legs weak from lying in bed for five days and

Night. They held her up as succeeding waves rolled in. They tried to

get her on the surfboard but she kept slipping off so they let her

swimming, holding her head up when the forcefulness of waves threatened to dump

her. After half an minute a light smile came to her lips as she sensed her

exemption and her body responded to the revitalizing natural action of the sea.

'' meter to go back, '' Hugh announced, holding her helping hand to lead her

regretfully from the water.

'' I wo n't go back with you. I want to stay here, '' she begged, fearful

that her liberation from that apartment was about to end, that she

would again receive to endure the terrifying nightmare. `` I ... I know

where I live. I 'm going family to my parents. ``

'' Sure you are, Linda. As soon as you wash the SALT piss off and get

dressed you 'll be free to go home. I promise. '' Hugh gave her his best

winning grinning. Jesus, I do n't need a scene on the beach. The bitch

might come out callin'for the cop. They both breathed a sigh of relief

when she stopped trying to go back into the breaker and walked with them

towards the mall. spinal column in the apartment they showered her,

shampooed her fuzz, dried it with the cetacean, dressed her and told her

to use William Le Baron Jenny 's cosmetics to hide some of the St. Mark on her neck. They

were proud of their employment : They 'd never groomed a fille before. They

dressed in shirts and shorts, packed their carnival gear into a bag and

escorted Linda along the street to her apartment.

'' Er, you 'd better explicate to your parents about your swollen lip,

Linda. William Tell 'em you fell of a sawhorse up in Queensland, '' Hugh said as

they stopped outside the entrance to her apartment building. `` well, eh,

cheerio, Linda. It 's been nice, er, meetin'you. ``

Linda entered the building without a Bible and without glancing back.

She could n't consider it was all over and that they were actually

letting her go. She let herself into the flat, a flighty

taking into custody stirring in her stomach. The seat was empty. On her bed

she found a distinction : `` Darling Princess. In case you return while we 're at

church : Welcome home ! We 're longing to see you. slew of passion, Mom And

Dad. ``

* * *

teardrop welled up in her eyes. How could I ever have blamed them for what

they did at home that dark ? she thought guiltily. I willingly

submitted to degrading enactment which they would never believed existed. In

a way she wished she could tell them about it but she never could- the

generation gap was far too wide.

Quantas flew its Jumbo jet out of Kingsford Smith airdrome on the first

leg of its escape to San Francisco, an early morning flying with Mr.

and Mrs. Arnold Spender and girl Linda among the first-class

passengers. Linda gazed out at a cloudless sky, as the jet made its

curving climb, looking back at the lucky strips of sand running

disconnected for miles along the Aboriginal Australian coast. She picked out Bondi

Beach, the first strip show of sand south of the harbor heads, and instead

of tone tired and glad now that she was flying far away from the

picture of her degradation, she felt sad and humiliated. She had arrived

in Sydney almost believing that she was a princess. She could now see

herself in perspective, and though very lots sadder she believed she

was a little wiser than when she had rushed, slaphappy and ingenuous into

the breakers that day two calendar week ago.

The sun cast its re through the window of the huge plane, Linda

feeling the warmth of it through her thin cotton dress, gradually

inducing a feeling of euphoria, listlessness that allowed her physical structure to

relax in the semi-reclined seat. Her hand resting in her lap, she

unconsciously pressed gently down on the swollen cumulus. She did not

think of Hugh, baton, tiger, Jim and jenny ass ; she thought of Tom, her

decent, well-bred young man waiting for her at Long Beach. She thought

of his rather small, white cock. She felt sexier. She thought of how

things would be different this prison term, when they were again together in

his sofa bed. She covered her hired hand with her jumper so that she

could press her middle finger down into the cushy sassing to stroke her

clitoris. She would n't shy away from Tom. She would wet-nurse his turncock and

take her mouth with the creamy cum that had once so frightened her. She

would conduct him and all of his admirer from his socio-economic class, if they wanted

her. She thought of Tom 's xiii year old sis : She was almost

ripe ! Princess Linda would hold them all a royal fuck. Fuck ! What a

lovely word !

'' You all right, Princess ? '' called her Church Father from across the aisle.

'' Yes, pop. I 'm perfectly content, '' she replied. `` But I sure ca n't

hold to get place. ``

The End