0 comments/ 149272 views/ 21 favorites Miss Julie Ch. 1 By: jack_straw (Author's foreword: John Lennon once said that there is no such thing as original rock-and-roll; that they were all just playing Chuck Berry's music. That says a little about how I feel about this story. This series of stories is based around some concepts and contains some plot constructions similar to a series of stories at literotica.com entitled "Marline Becomes A Slut," by regular contributor Linda_Jean. Unlike some stories one reads at this site, this series stayed with me, germinated, grew and mutated into something similar, yet different. It soon became part of an increasingly elaborate sex fantasy. In short, it became an obsession, and over the course of about four days, it evolved in my mind pretty much whole, into the story that appears below, and in ensuing episodes. I give all of the credit for inspiring me to finally sit down, write and submit these stories to Miss Linda Jean, whoever she is and wherever she is. Her grammar may not always be perfect, but she's got the wickedest imagination of any woman I've ever seen, and her stories are always hot. I tip my hat to her. Jack_Straw) --- PART 1 OF 8 Chapter 1: Julie takes a trip Julie Jasper bustled about her kitchen making sure her last-minute details were taken care of. Purse, road map, water, keys, and she was all set. She looked over to the table where her children, 14-year-old Brian and 13-year-old Emily, were eating Frosted Flakes, and to her mother, Maureen, who ate a bagel and drank a cup of coffee. "OK guys, it's time for Mom to go. Y'all have fun with Gramma," she said. Then she scooped her kids to her side in a big 3-way hug, kissed their foreheads, gave Maureen a hug and turned toward the door. "I should be back Monday afternoon," Julie said as she walked out the door to the van. She glanced at the watch on her wrist, and it said 6:15 that early Friday morning. She backed the van out of the garage, then drove down the long driveway to their street, and away she went. By the time she returned she would be a completely different person. Julie was nervous and excited about her trip. She was headed from her home in suburban Dallas to Kansas City for her sorority's annual convention. She was very active in her college sorority's alumnae association, and the convention was her one chance a year to get away from the house, away from Glenn, her husband, and the responsibilities of motherhood. It was the one indulgence separate of the marriage that Glenn allowed her in what was otherwise a pretty one-sided marriage. Glenn was an executive for a major oil company in Dallas, and he too was headed out of town, flying to California early this morning to meet with a corporate client, and to play several rounds of golf at Pebble Beach. She could have flown on her trip as well, but Julie hated to fly and drove whenever she could. Being out on the open road always gave her time to think and reflect on life. Glenn was an excellent provider, but something was missing. Glenn was very self-absorbed and somewhat dense. He was wrapped up in his work, and when he wasn't wrapped up in work, he was wrapped up in sports, especially golf, which he played nearly obsessively. Beyond that, he was a decent man, a solid, conservative fellow, but she wasn't sure she had ever had a lot of passion for him, or him for her. The Jaspers were your average middle-class American family that year in April of 1997, when the events of this story take place, and she was just an average American housewife. Julie had curly red hair, almost the color of bright, new rust, and she wore it very short in sort of a loose perm. She was a taller than average -- 5-10, maybe 5-11 -- with a lean athletic build, thanks to three workouts at the gym each week and slim, dancer's legs. She had a light tan, courtesy of an early spring with lots of sunshine in Big D, but her skin was fairly light, a sort of peach complexion that belied her years. Her hips weren't particularly wide, but she wasn't bony; her breasts were small, but she wasn't flat, about a 34B. A narrow, but open, face, a slender nose, and big, expressive brown eyes complemented her look. Everyone who met Julie liked her. She was intelligent, pretty and possessed a quiet, unassuming personality. Problem was, she having trouble getting to know people in her neighborhood. Glenn had been transferred to Dallas the previous summer from Midland, where they had lived for six years. They had lived in a close neighborhood in Midland, but their new home was set back away from the other homes, which were similarly situated. Julie had had difficulty adjusting. She couldn't seem to get in with a group she liked, and the family had still not decided on a church, which had been unheard of before. Glenn was spending a lot of time on the road, and their sex life, never great, had declined to about once a month. Sex had never been a big part of their lives together anyway, so Julie didn't think she missed it all that much. She and Glenn had met in college, at Baylor, when they were seniors. They had married right after graduation. Julie believed she was the only woman Glenn had ever been with, but she had had two boyfriends in college previously with whom she had been intimate. Well, there had been a third incident, but Julie had tried unsuccessfully to block that event out of her mind. In any case, since meeting Glenn, she had had no other lovers, and had no desire to have any other lovers. Julie had grown up strait-laced and pure until her teens, and even then, she was pretty straight by the standards of the mid-1970s. She was the only child of a Baptist minister and his wife in a small Texas town, born in 1960. Her folks had called her a miracle, because she came late in their lives, after both were 40. Around the time she was 16, she began to loosen up a little. She started wearing jeans, shorts and t-shirts and listening to pop music. It was a modest rebellion, but it strained relations with her folks for a while. It was also about that time that she learned a little bit about sex. A friend, Celia Daniels, was spending the night one time, and the subject of boys came up. Her friend made a comment about how one boy made her hot. Puzzled, Julie asked what she meant by, "hot." The friend had then explained how a girl got hot and wet between her legs when she was turned on sexually. That kind of talk always made Julie uncomfortable, but this time her curiosity had won out, and Celia had gone on to explain how a girl could give herself pleasure with her fingers. Julie had finally changed the subject, but the thought lingered, and eventually she taught herself a mild form of masturbation. At the time, she had thought it was wrong, but about once a month, late at night on or about a full moon, she would always have these sexual dreams and she would have to frig herself for relief. Eventually they became waking sex fantasies, and she would often have to masturbate before she could get to sleep. Needless to say, however, actually having sex was out of the question for her in high school. She had a reputation to uphold and she didn't want to upset her parents, especially since her dad had gotten sick with cancer. Her looks got her plenty of date offers, but she only had a few boyfriends in high school. Dates who tried anything sexual with her in high school never got a second chance to make that mistake, and eventually word spread that Julie Leary was a cold fish. That changed some when she went off to Baylor, like a good little Texas Baptist. Although she excelled, academically and socially, it was difficult. Her father rapidly declined her freshman year and died right after Christmas, and money was tight. She was lonely and depressed, and it was then that she met her first "true love," a junior named Paul. They dated most of 1979, through the first semester of her sophomore year. He had been the one to initiate her into sex and had also introduced her to alcohol, something she had thought she'd never touch. But she had discovered that a couple of glasses of wine got her feeling romantic, and she liked the warm feeling it gave her. But her first love had fizzled out. Not long after that, she had met Greg, a senior. Julie thought she was in love with him, and, in fact, had decided to marry him, if he asked. So she had submitted to his sexual advances, and for a while they had had a rather intense affair, including a surreptitious trip to see him that Fourth of July, after he had graduated. However, by the time she went back to school for her junior year, his ardor had cooled. Finally he had sent her a letter – a letter! – and broke off their relationship. Said he was accepting a job in New York, and he knew she wasn't ready to follow him, blah, blah, blah. Julie was crushed, and angry. What she did next scared her to death, and has a bearing on this story. Greg's letter arrived on a Friday, before she and a sorority sister were driving to Austin the following day for a football game, Baylor against Texas. Amanda had pulled out a joint on the way to the game, and they had smoked it, Julie's first – and up to now, her only – time to try it. Amanda had also gotten a pint bottle of bourbon, and they had smuggled it into the game. Julie didn't like it at first, but after mixing it with soda, it wasn't bad, and by the end of the game, a big Baylor loss, they were about half-drunk. Amanda had gotten them into a wild post-game fraternity party, and they had gotten into the punch. Julie had tried ever since to piece together the details of what she did after that, but all she knew for certain was that she woke up the next morning in someone's bed naked with two equally naked men crashed out on either side of her. Her entire crotch area was sore and wet with what she quickly realized was sperm. When it hit her what she had apparently done, she bolted out of bed, grabbed her clothes, then, as the hangover rush hit her, she had puked into the trashcan. Sick, angry and scared, she had managed to dress somewhat and had crawled into the bathroom, where she got sick again. That was where Amanda found her. Amanda had gotten them back to Waco, and all the way back, she tried to remember what had happened, but all she knew was she had had sex with at least two men that she knew of that night, and who knows how many more. And she had fleeting memories of liking it a lot, and of initiating things. That shocked her, because even with Paul and Greg, she had played a very subservient role in sex, just laying back and taking it, wham, bam, thank ya', ma'am. When she asked Amanda what she had done, all Amanda did was smile and say, "You were somebody I'd never met last night." But Amanda said she hadn't actually seen anything happen, just that Julie had gone up the stairs with two frat brothers, her blouse half-unbuttoned, and she hadn't returned to the party. Then she had hooked up with another brother and spent the night with him. Apparently, Julie must have impressed them, because they both went to a fair amount of trouble to find her and called her for a date, but she had hung up on them in embarrassment. Realizing the real damage she could do to herself, she had recoiled from the party life and gotten back into the church. She had met Glenn at a BSU party, and he was the perfect gentleman, didn't drink, smoke or cuss, and he had a good future ahead of him. So what if he was a little stuffy and pompous. He represented security, and she latched onto it. She had graduated in 1982, and they had married that summer. She became a schoolteacher, then seven years before, when they moved to Midland, she had quit to become a full-time mother. It wasn't an exciting life, like the romantic stories she had read all her life, or the musical dramas she had performed in during high school and college. In fact, it could be downright boring, but at 37, she thought she was getting a little too old to be having adventures. She was just a housewife, plain and simple. There were two areas where Julie was assertive, however, and that was in handling the family finances and in child-rearing. Making short ends meet in college had taught her well how to manage money, and as for the kids, she was a hands-on mom. Glenn, on the other hand, was fairly remote from his children, almost like they were in his way. There had also been some other signs of what lay beneath the surface of this woman. She and Amanda had stayed friends, despite, or perhaps because, of their shared experience in Austin, and she had always given Julie a conspiratorial wink whenever they met for Homecoming. Julie had also spent years alternately trying to forget the incident and trying to recreate it in detail in her memory. She often used it as one of her sex fantasies when she masturbated, which was happening quite a bit more lately as the length of time between her and Glenn's sexual encounters became longer and longer. There had also been the incident at Glenn's company's Christmas party in 1989, and the circumstances were similar to the previous one. Julie's mother had passed away that summer and they were facing an imminent move to Midland, where Glenn was getting a significant promotion. They were living in Slidell, La., at the time, and the atmosphere there is typical for Louisiana. She and Glenn both had recognized that in his field, liquor was seen as a social lubricant and a rising executive was expected to be a social animal. So Glenn had learned to drink modestly, beer only and never more than three at a party, while Julie had resumed her taste for white wine. The Christmas party was at the top-floor ballroom of the Fairmont Hotel in New Orleans, and Glenn and Julie had a large room in the hotel. Somehow that night, in her melancholia, she had gotten into the Christmas punch, a vodka and champagne-based concoction. This time, however, she remembered most of what she did, and that was dance and flirt with practically every man at the party. Then she practically attacked Glenn in front of everybody, took him off downstairs to their room and they spent the rest of the night screwing like mad dogs. Glenn always said it was the best sex they'd ever had, but the sexual momentum they built that night had dissipated quickly. After giving it a lot of thought, Glenn decided that Julie's behavior was disturbing to what he considered the natural order of things, which was man on top, woman on bottom, the way God intended for it to be. And Julie gradually fell back into her shell of propriety along with him. It was a comfortable life she had with Glenn, but one that didn't allow her much self-expression. That was why going to the convention was so important. She could mix with the girls she had gotten to know over the years, swap stories, have a few drinks together, stay up on their organization and get away from being wife and mom. For Julie, her conventions represented freedom and she cherished them. Chapter 2: Julie is taken She had gotten a very early start this day so she could be at her hotel by mid-afternoon. She would have to negotiate through the traffic of the large Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex, so she wanted to face that as early as possible. Still, it was slow going until she got through to the north side of the city about 8:30. She made good time through north Texas and into Oklahoma. She was in the middle of nowhere, around 10 o'clock, when she noticed her gas gauge getting low. She had not wanted to stop in Dallas so she could get clear of the city, but now she had to. Finding a Shell station at the next exit, she pulled off the freeway and in to the station. It was one that still had a full-service side, and the kid who pumped her gas and checked her oil was a typical redneck-looking kid with grimy overalls. She had gotten out to stretch out and go to the bathroom. She paid the bill with her credit card and drove off back to the interstate. She never saw the gas station kid write down her license number, then pull out a cell phone and make a call. "I've got you one coming, and she's a good one," he said into the phone. Then he described the woman who had just been there, what she was wearing and what she was driving. "Good. We'll keep a piece warm for you," was the reply. The kid put the phone away and licked his lips lasciviously and grinned as he stared down the highway. "Bitch, you don't know what you're getting into," he said out loud to the departed redhead. It only took about 10 miles for the kid's handiwork to become evident. One minute, Julie was motoring along at 70, the next the dashboard lights came on, steam came pouring out of the radiator and the van began to lose power. To avoid an accident, she pulled all the way over on the shoulder and stopped. Then she pulled the hood lever and stepped outside to see what was the matter. Pulling open the hood, she backed away quickly as a cloud of steam poured past her head. Great, she thought, my one big trip of the year and now part of it is going to be spent at a mechanic's shop in Oklahoma. Climbing back into the car, she looked into her console for her cell phone only to discover it missing. That's odd, she thought, she always had her phone with her, but then her attention was diverted by the welcome arrival of a police officer, a sheriff's deputy to be exact. The cop stopped behind her with his lights flashing, and got out to see if he could be of assistance. He was a young fellow in his late 20s, and very earnest looking. He looked around at her engine and declared the problem to be something he couldn't fix, but he could call a tow service from the next exit ahead. He went back to his car and got on the radio, then came back out, told her the wrecker was coming, that it came from the truck stop at the next exit where there as an emergency repair shop. They chatted a few minutes, then he told her to wait in her car for the wrecker. He got back in his patrol car to sit and wait with her. Julie did as she was told, so she didn't see the cop squeeze his nuts to try to quell the raging hard-on he was getting at the thought of what this dishy, obviously innocent, society girl was about to undergo. After about 20 minutes, the wrecker arrived from the north, passed them, made a u-turn, drove past the pair of stopped vehicles, then backed up to the disabled van. They all got out of their vehicles to discuss the matter, as interstate traffic whizzed by. The wrecker driver's name was Tony, as advertised on his shirt front, and he told Julie he thought they could get her fixed up by mid-afternoon, that it didn't look too serious. She said that would be fine. Julie was disappointed, but reassured herself that she would still be in KC before dark. After getting her van hitched up, the cop climbed back in his patrol car and took off, then Tony and Julie climbed into the cab of the wrecker and headed back onto the interstate. As they drove north on I-35, Tony took a few sidelong glances at the woman sitting on the seat with him. She was dressed conservatively, but not prudishly so, a plain dark blue dress with short cuffed sleeves and below-the-knee-length skirt with a belted waist. She had nice long legs encased in pantyhose that ended in a pair of blue flats. Everything about her said she was an innocent housewife, the kind they liked. Julie also looked over at the driver and saw a handsome fellow of around 30, about 6 feet tall with sandy blond hair just beginning to go gray. They chatted as they drove, and Tony learned a few things about her in the process. After about 10 miles, they came to the next exit and got off the interstate. Julie expected the truck stop to be right at the exit, but it wasn't. Instead he turned to the east and they drove for several miles in that direction. Julie was starting to get apprehensive when she saw the large complex looming ahead off to the right as they approached a major intersection. As they approached, Julie looked around in no small amount of wonder. She had never seen a place like the Davis Truck Stop. A large, open piece of property was dominated by a combination gas station/convenience store/diner in one two-story building, with the mechanic's shop at the corner of the lot. Behind the main building, there appeared to be a row of tall cedar trees fronting a high wooden fence that ran along the back of the building. Just to the south, fronting the intersecting road, stood a low, narrow building that appeared to be a nightclub of some kind. Miss Julie Ch. 1 Despite its distance from the interstate, the place seemed to be doing a brisk business as a number of semis were scattered around the parking lot, with some others either pulling in or pulling out. Her van was delivered to the mechanic, who assured her that the problem was minor. A trip to town for the needed parts and a couple of hours of work should do it, he told her. Satisfied that her vehicle was in good hands, she turned and walked across the lot to the main building. It was nearly lunchtime, and although she wasn't very hungry, she figured she'd have a light lunch while she was here. Of course, she did not see the stare of the mechanic as he watched her hips swish across the parking lot. She walked into the diner and sat at a booth. The diner was a little bit of a greasy spoon as far as the menu was concerned, but it was pretty clean, as these places went. She ordered a salad, soup and a cup of coffee from a pretty waitress whose nametag said she was Janet. She was short and petite, in her mid-20s, but with a perfect-sized bust. She had her long red hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, and her face and arms were covered with freckles. She looked like the archetypical country girl in a rural diner. Julie got up and walked over to the pay phone to call her hotel in Kansas City. She told the person who answered that her arrival had been delayed, but that she should still be coming later in the day. Hanging up the phone, she walked back to her seat, sipped her coffee and took in her surroundings. There were mostly a lot of truckers, but also a few old-timers, there in the diner. Everyone seemed to be going about their business, and weren't paying too much attention to her, which she found relieving. She took another deep sip of her coffee, and that's when she started to feel funny. She began getting clammy and dizzy, and she started to lose her focus. Janet came over with the coffee pot, looked down at her and asked if she was all right. "No, I don't think so," said Julie slowly, as she put her head on top of her folded arms on the table. "Here, let me take you some place where you can lay down," Janet said, as she pulled Julie's limp figure up off the seat. "Where're you taking me," Julie asked with slurred speech. That would be her last coherent thought in quite some time. Janet and another waitress dragged Julie to the back of the diner into a hallway to the door at the back of the building. They walked Julie across the roadway to the fence, opened a gate and dragged her to a secluded back building. One of them opened the door and the pair dragged the slumped woman down a hall to a door that opened onto a flight of stairs leading to a basement. They dragged Julie down a hall, around a corner to the door of a room that looked like an average motel room. The room was decently furnished, just a queen-sized bed against one wall, a dresser, with a mirror hanging on the wall over it, an overstuffed leather chair, a TV and a low, sturdy coffee table. Janet dumped Julie facedown on the bed, then stepped back and looked the woman over. From the fresh-faced country girl, Janet's demeanor had changed radically. She looked down at the woman passed out on the bed and sneered at her. "Not so snooty now, are you bitch?" Janet whispered to the sleeping woman. "You wait, you'll be just like me in a couple of days." Then she laughed, turned around and left the room, shutting the door and locking it from the outside. It was done. Julie Jasper was theirs. Chapter 3: Julie's education After a few minutes, Janet returned with Tony and another, older man. She was still dressed in her waitress uniform, but she carried a syringe in one hand. She pulled Julie's dress up over her hip, then pulled her shoes and pantyhose off and tossed them aside. With her left hand, she pulled Julie's blue silk panties off her hip, then stuck the bare spot with the needle and injected the fluid from the syringe. Satisfied, the trio left the room, once again locking the door. An hour passed before the door opened again and the trio returned. This time, however, Janet and Tony were dressed far differently. In fact, Tony wasn't dressed at all, but was naked sporting a semi-hard cock jutting from a shaved pubic area. Janet was naked, too, except for a pair of red knee-high, lace-up boots and a pair of red lace elbow-length gloves with openings for her fingers. Her tits were full and tipped by a pair of long, pink nipples, each pierced with a thin ring. "I believe the drug has had time to do its work," said the older man, a large, beefy man dressed in black slacks and a black shirt. "Let's begin." On cue, Janet walked over to the sleeping woman, rolled her over onto her back, lifted up her skirt and began to gently massage Julie's pussy through her panties. Using the flat part of her fingers and her palm on Julie's mound, she began to rotate her thumb around the clit in a rhythmic motion. Julie slowly began to regain some of her consciousness, but she was still in a daze. She could feel a vague sense of pleasure in her groin area, but she was still too out of it to connect it to a specific action. Whatever it was, though, it was starting to feel good, as she began to become more awake. Well, she was awake, but she was not really aware. When she opened her eyes, her vision was blurry, but she could make out three figures surrounding where she lay. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Jasper," said the older man, when he realized she was awake. "My name is Michael, this is one of my assistants, Miss Janet, and we have invited you here to help us today. You see, we are shorthanded this weekend, and we need someone to fill in. This place that you have graced us with is the biggest and best whorehouse in the region, and you are going to go to work for us." He paused to let his words sink in and to gauge the woman's reaction. Julie's eyes widened slightly and her mouth formed the word, "No," but nothing came out. She was so drug-addled from the knockout pill they'd slipped in her coffee that she couldn't protest, except to slowly shake her head. "Trust me, before you leave here you'll do things you never dreamed possible, and you'll do them willingly, nay, eagerly," Michael said in a low voice. And even as he spoke, Julie could feel something odd in the pit of her stomach, a gnawing hunger that wasn't from lack of food. It could have had to do with the fact that Janet had never stopped slowly rubbing her pussy, which was beginning to juice up from the ministrations. But it was more than that. It was a total feeling of well being that began to flow through her body, and in spite of what there was of her conscious mind, she began to smile. "What are you going to do to me," she asked in an oddly detached voice. "Oh, lots of things," Michael replied. "First thing I want you to do is to take Tony's cock in your hand, put it in your mouth and suck him off." Julie knew at some level of her consciousness that she should be shocked, yet found she wasn't. Still she hesitated. Sucking a man's cock was something she had not done in a very long time, and she had never liked to do it then. When she hesitated, Janet removed her hand from Julie's crotch. "Come now, Mrs. Jasper. You must do better than that. I'm your boss, and I'm telling you to suck his cock. NOW, BITCH!" Michael said roughly. Julie whimpered through her mental haze at the loss of the good feeling between her legs. It had felt so good, so reassuring. Michael watched closely as her hips tentatively lifted off the bed in search of the feeling. "Good. As soon as you start sucking Tony's cock, Miss Janet here will resume playing with your pussy. But first you have to ask." She just gave Michael a quizzical look, so he said, in a more commanding tone, "C'mon bitch, tell me what you want. Tell me how badly you want to suck Tony's cock!" "I, I want to suck his cock," Julie said slowly. Then she reached to her left for Tony's cock, which was now fully hard. She grabbed it with both hands and felt its heft, then ran her hands down to his balls, which hung heavy below his cock. A drop of pre-cum fluid pooled out the tip of his dick, and Julie tentatively stuck out her tongue to lick it up. With a snort of disgust, Tony impatiently took his dick in his own hand and rubbed it all over Julie's face, over her lips and nose and eyes, then back to her mouth, where he forced the head between Julie's lips. "Mmmmmmmf," she mumbled as Tony began to pump his cock in and out of Julie's mouth. Oral sex to Glenn was something dirty and he had never asked Julie to do that. However, Paul and Greg had and she had done it a few times, although she had always pulled them out before they shot their stuff. What Tony was doing to her, however, was not oral sex, but oral fucking. He hovered over Julie, then grabbed the back of her head and forced his dick as deep into her mouth as she could take it. As he did, he opened the buttons on Julie's dress, reached in and began playing with her tits, which were still encased in a blue bra that matched her panties. Opening the dress wider, he flipped Julie's tits out of the cups and began to rub her nipples. The touch of his rough hands on her tender nipples came like a rush through her body, down to her suddenly hot, wet crotch. Janet had pulled the crotch of Julie's panties tightly in her hands and was using it to open her pussy lips and rub her clit. Then she pulled the crotch aside and started in on her bare pussy. She pulled open Julie's lips and caressed the clit with her thumb. A few minutes of that, and Julie was thrashing her hips on the bed as she neared what she knew was a climax from this woman's digital treatment. After a few minutes, Janet lifted Julie's legs, pulled her panties off, then tossed them onto the floor and returned her attention to Julie's wet, trembling pussy. Stiffening two fingers, she plunged them into Julie's cunt in a swift, steady fucking motion. After several minutes of that, Janet did something Julie didn't expect, as she bent down and began to lick the open gash. That did it. A rush washed over her as she came on Janet's rapid-fire tongue and lips. At the same moment, Tony grunted and she felt his cock swell in her mouth right before his cum exploded out the hole at the end. Panicky, Julie wrenched the cock out of her mouth as she gagged and spit out the white gooey stuff onto the bed next to her. "No, no. Never spit out a customer's cum," said Michael forcefully. "You know how the old saying goes, 'bad girls suck, but good girls swallow.' That's the idea. I want you to be a good little girl. A good little cum whore." A shiver ran through Julie's body at his words, but it was a shiver of lust. She should have recoiled from the thought that she was getting pleasure from this forced encounter, but her mind was not coherent. "Let me explain something to you, my dear," Michael went on. "Not long after you arrived here, we injected you with a drug, a powerful aphrodisiac drug. I'm no chemist, but I believe it has something to do with pheromones or some such. It is not a sex drug, per se, but rather a potion that makes a person extremely suggestible and removes their inhibitions, all of their inhibitions. With the drug, along with certain mind-programming techniques, we can make anyone do anything we want. Like you, for example. We are going to turn you into a cock-sucking, cum-eating, pussy-licking whore, simple as that. You're already halfway there, thanks to the drug, and you don't even really know it. I mean, you sucked off my son here with hardly a protest and allowed Janet here to eat your pussy until you came. That's what we do here. We specialize in taking young, innocent housewives and turning them into raving sex maniacs. We intend to take you to levels of depravity you never knew existed. Now, stand up my dear and sit over here in this chair." Chapter 4: Julie is programmed Julie climbed off the bed and sat on the heavy leather stuffed chair. Janet pulled Julie's skirt up and tucked it into the belt, so that her still-wet pussy was exposed. Michael then began to ask some questions about her past sex life. As she answered in an odd monotone, Michael couldn't believe his luck. They had plucked a sure-enough innocent here, a sexy, good-looking woman who was clueless about the kind of sex his establishment offered, which was no-holds-barred hardcore. But he could tell there was something inside this woman that told him she was a firecracker just waiting to be lit. After learning a few things about his subject, Michael began to hypnotize Julie carefully. He began by telling her that hypnotism can't implant something in a person's mind that isn't already there, but that hypnotism could re-channel and reprogram that which is deeply suppressed in the psyche. Having said that, Michael set about reorganizing Julie's sexuality. "Your name is Julie, Miss Julie. You are a housewife with a secret, a secret love of hot, raunchy sex. You can't get enough fucking. Nothing is too depraved for you to try, the raunchier the better. You love to suck and fuck cocks, as many as you can get, and eat pussy. You want as many men in every hole as possible, all the time. All you think about is sex and you absolutely love cum. A man's cum is your elixir, your reason for living. You love the taste of it, the feel of it; it is your food of life. You love it when a man buries his cock in your throat and explodes his semen straight into your stomach. You love to have men's cum pouring out of your well-fucked pussy and asshole. You love to be covered in cum from a roomful of men. You love the taste of pussy. You especially love the taste of pussy that's just been fucked. That is why you are here. You are here to fulfill all of your fantasies, to indulge your wildest, wickedest desires. Now tell me, my dear. Who are you and why are you here?" And Julie repeated in a hoarse whisper most of what Michael had said. A skilled hypnotist can also set up prompts that automatically trigger a certain desired behavior in a subject, based on what is in the psyche, and Michael now set about planting several prompts in Julie's mind. "Whenever you hear the words, 'Be a good girl,' that will trigger an immediate intense arousal on your part, and you will have a desire to do whatever anyone asks. You will experience pleasure unheard of, and you will want to fuck continually, but you will not be able to orgasm. Only when you hear the words, "cum now," will you come. When you do, you will come hard every single time the word, "now," is uttered once you hear the word, "cum." You will quickly learn what it means to be multi-orgasmic. You will also get a jolt every time someone calls you a bitch or a cunt or a whore. Also, you will tell us frequently that you want us to fuck you. You will demonstrate your appreciation for the fucking you're getting by telling everyone how much you love to fuck, how much you need to fuck, how you love cum and can't get enough cock or cum." Michael went on like that for a while longer, before he decided to test his work. "OK, now be a good girl and finger your pussy," he said. Obediently, Julie's right hand went to work on her pussy and clit, and it was quickly joined by her left hand, as she used the fingers of one hand to open herself, while the fingers of the other worked at her pussy. She had two fingers in her pussy and her thumb was circling her clit. Satisfied that he had Julie firmly where he wanted her, he brought her out of the deep hypnosis, but left her in a state of light mental sleep. Combined with the mickey they had slipped in her coffee, this sleep would give them approximately 48 hours where she was essentially void of free will. She was conscious and responsive, up to a point, but not aware of what was going on beyond breathing and fucking. She had been rendered totally reflexive, and she would remember nothing of what she did during those 48 hours, unless prompted in some way. So as she returned a level of reality, Julie realized abstractly that her body was on fire with a need like she had never felt before. Michael saw it and said quietly, "tell us what you want, my dear, tell us what you need." "I want to fuck," Julie whispered. "What? I couldn't hear you. What do you want," said Michael, louder. "I want to fuck. I need to fuck. I live to fuck," Julie said loudly and deliberately, through clenched teeth, as her fingers whirred in her pussy. "I want to suck cock and eat cum. I want to be your whore." "OK. Be a good girl and strip for us. We want to see your body." Julie took her hands out of her crotch long enough to stand up and drop her dress to the floor, then kick it aside. Then she added her bra to the clothes scattered about the room and stood before the couple naked. Janet walked over to her and ran her hands up and down Julie's trembling body. Julie threw her head back, opened her mouth and closed her eyes as Janet took her tits in each hand and bent down to kiss and lick each of her nipples. Ecstasy shot through all of her nerve endings as Janet's right hand rubbed her open pussy again, then brushed across her asshole as she squeezed Julie's crotch, while licking her breasts all over. Janet stood up, while pushing Julie onto her knees. She put her left foot onto the arm of the chair, reached to her crotch with her left hand and opened her pussy up for Julie's inspection. "You say you've never had sex with a woman?" Janet said. "Well, it's time to introduce you to the wonders of pussy." With that, she lowered her pussy to Julie's face. Julie was captivated by Janet's clean-shaven pussy, with the pink labia that oozed fat, wet drops from her open hole. She ran her fingers through the lips and into Janet's cunt, while reaching around with her left hand to draw the woman to her. Julie inhaled the aroma of arousal that emanated from Janet's dripping snatch, then she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and began to lick the opening with an increasing intensity. She soon found Janet's clit, and concentrated her oral assault on the hard bud, then ran her tongue back over the lips and into her cunt. "Oooh, you're a good little cunt-licking bitch," Janet said, looking down at Julie, who was squatted on her haunches, with her red-bearded pussy open and drooling. "Go ahead, play with yourself. Get yourself ready for the fucking of a lifetime. The fucking here is so fucking good, you won't want to leave, but just stay here and fuck." As she heard the sexual patter, Julie felt flames of desire roaring through her body at the images Janet's words brought to mind and from the fingers in her own cunt. Her mind was a whirl of sexual feelings and tactile sensations as she vigorously licked and ate Janet's cunt, adding her fingers at certain junctures. Janet was riding a tidal wave as Julie ate her out. "Good little bitch, good little cunt-licker," Janet said breathlessly as she straddled Julie's head and began to hump her face. Janet's juices covered Julie's face as Janet rubbed her cunt over Julie's lips and mouth. White flashes roared through Janet's brain as her orgasm washed over her, and she poured juices all over Julie's mouth and nose. "God, for somebody who never ate pussy before, you sure are good," Janet said, when she had stepped back to catch her breath. Julie barely heard. She was so intent on her own orgasm she really didn't care. The door opened, and Michael walked back in, only this time he was naked, with a long cock sticking out from under his voluminous belly. He didn't waste time with words, but walked right over to Julie, grabbed her head and stuck the head of his dick in her mouth. Unlike the previous time, she was ready and more than willing to suck him. It didn't take her long to pick up the rhythm, and Michael coaxed her along, telling her what to do and what not to do. "Oh, when you leave here, my dear, you are going to be an expert cock sucker," he said. Julie's only answer was a humming groan as she worked her mouth over his purplish cock. Miss Julie Ch. 1 Michael would have liked to have shown her how to swallow cum, but he had more urgent matters. As owner and operator of the brothel he called the Ponderosa, he was obliged to have firsts on any new pussy that came on the premises, and he was especially determined to have firsts on this fine, fresh piece of ass. He had figured out that this woman had a grossly underused cunt that was missing its true calling. "Enough sucking, baby, on the bed, " he said roughly. Julie obeyed willingly. She lay back on the bed and opened her legs. "Show me, tell me, how much you want my dick." "Please, please, fuck me," Julie whimpered and moved her hands to her pussy. "Not good enough. What do you want? What do you need? Tell me." Michael commanded. "I want to feel your dick in my… my…" "Your cunt? Your pussy? Your ass? Where do you want it, bitch!" he bellowed. "YES! PLEASE FUCK ME! PUT IT IN MY PUSSY, DAMN IT! FUCK ME ANYWHERE YOU WANT. FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME!" Julie cried at the top of her lungs. Her legs were spread as far as they could go and her hands were opening up the angry red lips and juicy hole for this man. He was a total stranger, and she didn't care. Her pussy needed to be filled and it needed to be filled now. "C'mon, Michael, put it right here," she whispered. And he did. Michael leaned forward, aimed his dick at her lower lips, rubbed it between them a few times, then slowly pushed the head into her pussy. At first, he teased her by keeping just the head in. "Yeah, baby, show me how much you want it. Come and get it," he said, as she lurched her hips upward to take his cock deeper in her cunt. By the time Michael got his cock in to the hilt, Julie was thrashing and moaning on the bed as his cock reached places no man had been before. For his part, Michael couldn't believe how tight this pussy was. She was squeezing him like a velvet glove, like he hadn't been squeezed in years. How could she be married, have had two kids and still be this tight, he thought. God, she was great! It was almost a shame to ruin it, he thought, by fucking this pussy wide open with so many dicks, but that's the way it had to be. For his size, Michael was surprisingly agile and he lowered his body onto the writhing body of the woman and wrapped her in his arms to fuck her even deeper. They kissed, hard, their tongues dancing and darting with each other. The door opened, and Tony and Janet reentered. They stood around the bed watching and stroking each other, then Janet bent over to allow Tony to fuck her from behind. Tony got his cock good and wet with Janet's juices, then pulled out and walked to the head of the bed. He straddled Julie's head and dropped his cock to her open mouth and began to fuck her face. Julie's head was dropped back as Tony pumped his cock in her mouth, while Michael sat back on his legs, still pumping his cock furiously in the redhead's spasming snatch. Julie couldn't believe the rush she was getting from having sex with two men at once, from Michael's throbbing cock pounding her pussy to Tony's equally hard cock pumping into her mouth. She moaned and squealed from the exquisite feelings of lust. Janet was feeling left out, so she pulled Tony away from Julie's mouth and replaced his cock with her dripping pussy. Janet groaned as she rubbed her wet crotch all over Julie's darting tongue. Then, as Julie watched eagerly, Tony climbed back behind Janet, grabbed her hips and rammed his cock all the way into her pussy in one thrust. Julie couldn't believe her first sight of a man's cock in a woman's wet cunt. As the cock pulled away on each backstroke, the inner cunt lips would almost adhere to the shaft as if reluctant to have it leave even for a nanosecond. Incoherent sounds and cries of lust filled the room from the foursome on the bed. Finally, the cock in Julie's pussy was beginning to hit the short strokes. With a roar of, "OK, cum now, my dear, cum now," Michael pushed his cock to the hilt one final time and let loose with one of the largest, most intense orgasms of his life, even as Julie thrashed and bucked with the most-earth shattering cum of her life, followed right on its heels by another one of equal intensity. She screamed and moaned in the most intense pleasure of her life as Michael dumped wad after wad of steaming hot semen deep in her womb. Watching Michael cum spurred Tony and Janet, and they both screamed out their orgasms. Julie looked up through lust-hazed eyes as Tony's cock got real red and swelled up before he plunged himself deep and shot his cum into Janet's cunt. Julie knew what she needed, so she reached up before he even finished, pulled Tony's cock out of Janet's pussy and began to lick their combined juices off as the last drops of his cum oozed onto her cheek. When he had finally finished, she sucked him deep in her mouth a few times to get the last traces of cum off his dick before releasing him. As soon as she did, Janet used her well-trained cunt muscles to open her pussy over Julie's mouth and drop Tony's cum in a couple of big, gooey white blobs onto her outstretched tongue and open lips. Julie pulled Janet's cunt to her mouth and cleaned the last of Tony's load out with her lips and tongue, while Janet bent over and did the same to her. The two ate each other in a furious 69, squeezing their cunts onto each other's straining mouth. "That's it. Cum now, both of you, cum now," Michael said in an exhausted voice, and Julie responded with two lightning bolts down her spine as she had back-to-back orgasms, and she likewise felt Janet's pussy gush over her mouth in another orgasm of her own. The women licked each other's pussies until they both collapsed onto each other in a post-orgasmic fog. Miss Julie Ch. 2 After a few minutes, Janet climbed off Julie and stood up on wobbly legs. She looked down at the once-demure housewife, who lay on her back naked and spread-eagled, her chest heaving and her body gleaming with sweat. "You think you came then? You ain't seen nothing yet, sweetheart. You're just getting started. I'll be back in a minute, and we'll put you to work. I still have a few things I need to show you, but you're ready." Then she left the room, leaving Julie alone on the bed. As she got her breath, she lay back and let the good feelings continue to wash over her. They were right. She was ready for more. Already her pussy was tingling and bubbling again, and she lifted herself up on one elbow, while she ran her fingers through her swollen lips. Her tongue licked her dry lips as her index finger found her clit, which was already throbbing in anticipation. As Janet stepped outside, Julie vaguely thought she heard a murmur of voices out in the hall, but the sound died when the door shut. Janet confronted the line of a dozen naked men in the hall. "It's almost time, boys" she said. "Look at her," and as she did, she pulled open a curtain on the wall that revealed a wide view of the room through the two-way mirror that hung over the dresser. Whistles filled the hallway as the men gazed at the tall, slender redhead lying naked on her back idly fingering what they could see even from this vantage point was a hot, juicy pussy. Already the place was jumping as word had spread along the grapevine that the Ponderosa had a new girl they were breaking in. Whenever the place had an initiation for a new girl, it was always a big event, and everyone for miles around wanted a piece of the action. After laughingly brushing off the feels of the men in the hall, Janet returned to the room with a drink in her hand. "My, you really do want some more," said Janet, as she observed Julie fingering her gash. "Huh? Does baby want some more?" Julie just nodded nervously, so Janet removed the hand and replaced it with her own while she handed Julie the glass. Julie drank deeply of the liquid, and didn't notice the acrid taste of vodka in the drink, or if she did, she didn't care. Janet gazed down at the woman on the bed in wonder. God, what a pussy, she thought; she might be the best one yet. Moving to the dresser, she opened a drawer and reached inside. She returned with her hands full. In one hand were two big fat dildos; in the other was a tube of KY jelly. Julie gave Janet a funny look, as she climbed onto the bed. "You've never seen a dildo, have you?" Janet asked mockingly. "They are a girl's best friend, I can tell you. I especially like this one," as she held up a foot-long black rubber dick about an inch and a half in diameter that resembled a fat sword, in that it ended with a hilt and a grooved handle. She rubbed the dick over Julie's open sex, then slowly worked it into her pussy. "Be a good girl and take my dicks," she said finally, triggering the now-familiar response in Julie. The other dildo was shorter and thinner, with a pair of fake balls, and was a flesh color. This one Janet handed to Julie and told her to suck it like a cock. Julie took the dildo eagerly and began to kiss, lick and suck the rubber cock. The cock in Julie's cunt was stoking up her fires, building them slowly to the top. On Janet's instruction, Julie worked the smaller dildo about halfway into her mouth before her gag reflex set in. Realizing that the angle was bad, and wanting to move the show along, Janet pulled the big cock out of Julie's pussy, and instructed her to get on her hands and knees with her face on the bed. Julie did as she was told and found that this position left her ass in the air, with both her holes exposed. Julie expected Janet to resume fucking her with one of the dildos, but nothing happened. Janet just knelt beside her on the bed staring at one of the most beautiful asses she'd ever seen. Julie's ass was heart-shaped and rounded, the perfect complement to her slender hips, with just enough ass cheek to fill an averaged-sized hand. It was an ass that was built for fucking. "God, your ass is beautiful," Janet whispered as she began to knead the loaves with both hands. Returning to her work vigorously, Janet ran both hands all over Julie's ass, between her legs to her dripping pussy. She ran her fingers through the damp orange pubic hair, and between the juicy lips and drooping clitoris. Spreading her ass cheeks, Janet looked with mounting lust on Julie's pink, puckered anus, which gleamed from the collected juices that had drooled out of her cunt. The hole itself was framed by the prettiest halo of downy orange hair that was a light extension of Julie's pubes. Again, Janet ran her fingers through Julie's dripping cunt, but instead of lingering, she swiped them across Julie's open ass and circled her middle finger around the anal ring. Julie lurched as if she'd been shot and a shudder passed through her entire body. She had never before thought of her ass as an erogenous zone, indeed, before today the thought would have repelled her. Now, suddenly, it made perfect sense for her to want a man to fuck her ass. It was a feeling she suddenly knew she craved. "FUCK ME. OH GOD, PLEASE FUCK MY ASS," she pleaded. But Janet wasn't quite ready. Bending down, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to lick Julie's pussy from behind. She ate her out furiously, as Julie squirmed on her knees in orgiastic pleasure. Then, she moved her head up slightly and ran her tongue all over Julie's anus and the surrounding quivering flesh. Julie screamed as a hot bolt ripped from her ass to her brain at the touch of Janet's tongue in her asshole. Janet reamed the hole mercilessly with her long tongue, gradually opening it up to her. Quickly, she ran her middle finger over the hole and penetrated her ring. Julie whimpered slightly at the pain, but it quickly subsided as Janet rhythmically tongued around her hole and pumped her finger back and forth in Julie's ass. Janet decided to do something about Julie's continuous cries and whimpers, so she handed her the big dildo and said; "now be a good girl and suck on this. You need practice sucking big cocks, plus you can get this warmed up for your ass." Julie jerked as a new wave of ecstasy washed over her and began taking her to new heights of pleasure, thanks to the mental prompt. Janet sucked on the smaller dildo a couple of times, opened up the jelly and squeezed a glob on the head, then put it to the entry to Julie's ass. "Just relax, baby. There may be some pain, but it will pass." She was right, but Julie was so far on her upslope that she didn't care. As Janet eased the slender dildo past her anal ring and into her rectum, Julie let out a wail that filled the room. "OHMIGOD! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!" she screamed when she could finally get air into her lungs. She had never felt anything like it. It was like being filled with shit, but it was going in and not out. "Not everyone appreciates how good it feels to have your ass filled," Janet said. "Ummmmm, anal sex is the best. I know you can't wait to feel a live cock in this tight ass." Julie opened her mouth wide and ran her lips past the fat head of the black rubber cock. Her eyes began to water as she felt it penetrate her throat. Slowly, however, with Janet's coaxing, the fat dong descended deeper into Julie's throat as she relaxed her jaw muscles and opened her mouth to allow the cock to penetrate well past the dangly thing at the back of her mouth and into her throat. The dildo pumping rhythmically back and forth in her ass had Julie so relaxed and sexed that it helped open her up. She still couldn't take all of the big cock in her throat, but it was a good start. After a few minutes, Janet slowly pulled the dildo out of Julie's ass. Julie whimpered at the empty feeling in her ass, but it turned into a satisfied groan when Joy pulled the black, handled dildo out of her mouth, squeezed some KY onto the head and plunged it into Julie's ass in one fluid motion. Julie lifted her head and howled as the fat dong filled her to the hilt. She grunted and groaned, as she humped back on the fake cock to get more of it in her. Janet savagely pushed the thing back and forth in Julie's twitching, rocking ass. "All right baby, you're so good," Joy cooed. "Why don't you cum now, cum now for Mama. Now, now, now." Julie felt like the Fourth of July exploded in her brain as her body was wracked with five successive waves of orgasm. She screamed and wailed and cried as her body thrashed on the bed. Finally, the waves subsided and she felt herself drifting downward. Janet quickly removed the fat dong and put it and the other dildo away. Julie whined as it was removed. "Don't worry, baby, you're about to get as much cock as you could have dreamed of tonight. Now, you be a good girl and give these guys a great fuck." Janet knew the time had arrived. Julie was ready to work. Chapter 6: Julie's first gangbang Janet walked to the door, opened it and spoke to the first man in the hall. It was the same redneck kid from the Shell station. "OK, she's ready for you. Fuck her in the ass. She's never had a live cock up there before, but you saw her; she's ready for it. That's Michael's way of thanking you for putting us on to her. It's on the house, but if you say the wrong word, it's the usual fee." The kid licked his lips as he approached the bed, his raging hard-on in his hand. He had been dreaming of this moment since he'd first laid eyes on Julie. He had a nice cock of about 7 inches, not too long and not too fat. Perfect for a first ass fuck. The kid rubbed his dick over Julie's ass and over her pouting pussy lips. Julie gave a growl of satisfaction as she realized that a man had joined her on the bed and that he was about to fuck her. Satisfied that his dick was wet enough, the kid pushed the head past Julie's anus and plunged his cock into her ass as deep as it would go. "OOOOOOOH! IT FEELS SO GOOD!" she cried as he pumped his cock in her ass. "I LOVE YOUR COCK IN MY ASS." As the kid fucked her ass, Janet sent a second man into the room. This one, a trucker about 40, walked to her head, pulled her face up to him and presented his 8-inch cock for her to suck. "Eat my cum, baby," he snarled at her as he pushed the head of his cock past her lips. Julie felt a shiver of lust and fear run through her body as she sucked feverishly on the cock. Apparently, her crash course in fellatio had helped, because the man was rubbing the back of her head as he fucked her face, and he was moaning deliriously as she bobbed her head on his dick. She opened her jaw like before, opened her mouth wide and sucked every bit of him into her throat. She felt his coarse pubic hair on her nose and she rolled her tongue up and down the underside of his cock as he pumped in back and forth. After watching the show previously, this guy was ready to shoot pretty quick, and with a groan he pulled Julie to him one final time, filled her mouth to the hilt and exploded into her throat. Julie fought off her gag reaction and concentrated on the taste and texture of the sperm. The man came in about four or five long spurts, and as she swallowed, she found, abstractly, that she liked the taste of cum. It had a thick, creamy texture and slight salty-sweet taste. Pulling him out until just the head was in her mouth, she greedily sucked out the six or seven smaller drops of cum that oozed out the hole in succession and ate them as well. Then he got up and walked out. The kid fucking Julie's ass was about ready to cum, and she worked her ass furiously trying to get him to get her off. She moaned and whimpered as he pounded his cock in her ass. Then, without warning, he pumped a final time and emptied himself deep in her rectum. Julie squealed as she felt the bursts firing hot cum into her bowels. As the kid was sated, he pulled his cock out of her ass and started to leave, but Julie turned around quickly and told him to give her his cock. In her fevered, drug-frazzled state of mind, she had come to be convinced that it was important for her to clean off with her mouth the cocks of the men she had fucked. She grabbed the kid's cock and laved it with her lips and tongue, sucking it in and tasting the rich bouquet of his sperm and her ass juices. She did this until he finally pulled away, giving her a funny look as she reached out in longing for his cock. Julie didn't have to wait long for relief. As she lolled on the bed facing the door, with cum oozing from her ass onto her pussy, the door opened and two more men entered, a young black man and a 30-something white man. They stepped to the bed and Julie raised herself onto her knees to greet them. They each kissed her deeply as she ran her hands over their swollen cocks. She looked them each in the eye hotly, then bent over to suck them. The black guy was very black, and he had a long, slender pole of almost 10 inches that gleamed from his ministrations in the hall. "So it is true what they say about you guys," Julie said softly as she licked at the big black stick. "You are all hung like bulls." "Oh baby," said the man. "They tell me you ain't never had a nigger before. Why don't you suck on this licorice stick before I fuck that prime white ass of yours." "OK, baby," Julie purred. "You're right. I've never fucked a black man before, but there's always a first time for everything." Despite the churning in her gut from the need to cum, Julie put all of her newfound oral prowess to work on this lush piece of meat. She licked up and down the shaft, licked his balls, then retraced her steps up his shaft to the head. Closing her eyes and groaning slowly, Julie opened her mouth and accepted his black cock into her mouth. Deeper and deeper he went, further even that the first man, until she felt his kinky pubic hairs at her nose. Satisfied that she could take it all, she pulled back and began to suck with abandon, humming and moaning and slobbering all over his cock. Behind her, the white guy pulled her legs apart, crawled underneath her and began to eat her drooling pussy. She glanced over her shoulder and saw the white guy's big dick sticking up in the air, unattended. She thought that a waste, so she pulled the white guy up and positioned him standing next to the black guy. She took him in her right hand, pulled her mouth off the black and sucked the white guy's dick into her throat in one smooth motion. She sucked him for a while, then she moved to the black guy and sucked him some, then back and forth. The two men's lustful groans grew in intensity as Julie alternated between the two, sucking their dicks sloppily into her mouth. Bringing the two cocks close together, she ran her lips and tongue over the heads of both cocks at the same time. She was frenzied as she worked her mouth on her two cocks. Suddenly, with a roar, the black guy pulled his cock away, aimed it at Julie's face, then shot a succession of five long ropes of cum across her face. After the initial explosion, the man stuck his dick back in Julie's mouth and shot the last oozing drops into her mouth. The white guy was right behind him and he shot his load all over the right side of her face, then poked her ear with it and deposited the last few drops there. "I'll be back later for some of that ass, baby," the black guy said as they left the room. Julie just knelt there shivering with lust; her face covered in dripping cum and her mind a blank, waiting eagerly for her next customer. Chapter 7: Julie gets a double The door opened again and two more men entered, a Latino and swarthy white guy. "Looks like we got us a little cum-covered whore, just as advertised," the white guy said in an accent she recognized as Cajun. These two weren't interested in any sort of foreplay. They ordered her to lie on her back, and when she did, the white guy opened her legs, and stuck his dick right up her pussy. The Latino straddled her head and Julie reached up with her hands to pull his cock to her mouth. She opened her mouth and slid his smooth, slender cock into her mouth, then into her throat like a pro. Julie moaned and humped as these two men worked their cocks in and out of her in unison. Julie wrapped her legs around the waist of the man fucking her pussy and wrapped her arms around the waist of the man fucking her mouth, and tried to draw each deeper into her body. "Let's come together and fill her up at the same time," hissed the white guy. The Latino said nothing, but increased the pace of his cock in Julie's throat, as the white guy did the same. Julie's breathing was ragged and snot flew from her nose as she tried to get air. Suddenly, the Latino's cock swelled in Julie's mouth and he released a tidal wave of sperm into her throat. Julie had no choice but to swallow constantly or be drowned in cum. At that moment, the white guy groaned and shot his cum deep in her pussy, and it was a huge load as well. These guys had been saving it up for weeks, and they filled her up good. The white guy came so much that cum was squeezing out the sides of Julie's pussy and over her open asshole. Finally, they pulled out. Cum gushed out Julie's pussy and onto the bed as the white guy pulled his dick out, and the Latino left a streak of cum across an already cum-covered cheek as he disengaged his cock from Julie's cum-filled mouth. Julie had no time to catch her breath before two black men entered the room. They were both in their mid-20s, one was tall and lanky, the other was of average height, but very muscular. They strode to the bed, climbed on, moved to either side of her head and rubbed their cocks over her face. Julie looked up at the one on her right as she wrapped her hand around his cock and drew it to her mouth. She sucked on him for a while, then she sucked his partner. She alternated sucking as she primed their meat for more fucking. They both had long, fat dongs and her cunt bubbled in anticipation of what they intended to do. "Gonna make us an Oreo sandwich," said the muscular man. "Primo white bitch gonna get both holes filled at once with our big black dicks. Ain't that right, Suga'" Julie couldn't speak through the big dick in her mouth, but her big eyes told them her eagerness. Satisfied that they were fully hard, the men pulled their dicks away from her face and got into position. The muscular man lay on his back, his fat dick waving obscenely in the air. With a slight come-here motion with his hands, the man beckoned Julie to climb onto his cock. Julie looked down lustfully at the glistening black dong beneath her as she straddled his hips. Grasping the base of his cock with her right hand, she aimed the head at her opening and melted her pussy slowly down his shaft, all the way to the hilt. "AHHHHHHHH!" Julie wailed in glorious satisfaction to have a dick back in her pussy, and she rode the big 10-inch dick with mounting abandon, her head thrown back, her eyes closed. The tall guy watched for a couple of minutes, until the couple on the bed established a steady rhythm. Then he pushed Julie forward so that her butt was pushed out. He watched eagerly as Julie's pussy engulfed the other man's cock and pumped up and down on it like a piston. She leaned over and kissed the man underneath her ravenously. Spreading her butt cheeks, the tall guy put his cock to her open asshole and pushed past the anal ring, then plunged in one long stroke all the way up her ass. At this, Julie emitted a series of high-pitched yips as the two men began to fuck her pussy and ass together. "OMIGOD, OMIGOD, OMIGOD," Julie chanted over and over as she reached a new, higher level of sexual overload. Quickly her body went nearly out of control as she bucked and writhed wildly between these two men. The two men had to both hold her hips firmly to keep her from bucking right off their cocks. A constant stream of foul babble escaped from Julie's lips as she experienced for the first time the exquisite feeling of having both holes filled at the same time. Miss Julie Ch. 2 The men had obviously done this before because they knew just how to vary their strokes to give the woman maximum pleasure. Sometimes, they'd both pull back at the same time, then fill her deep at the same time. Other times, they would alternate; one would pull back while the other would plunge in deep. All the time, the two men exchanged a heated, almost unintelligible sexual patter with each other and with Julie, all of them telling each other how good this felt. Julie was nearly insane with lust and the need to cum. She reveled in the feeling of the two huge cocks sawing away at her, separated by only the membrane that separated her ass from her pussy. The trio went on like this for quite a long time, longer than the encounters with her previous customers. Finally, the men began to grunt heavily and pushed their swelling cocks even deeper in her pulsating holes. With cries of, "ready, bitch, here it comes," from the two men, they pushed themselves deep one more time before exploding their cum deep in their respective holes at the same time. Unexpectedly, as the first bolt of cum exploded deep in her womb, the man under her said, "Cum now, you fucking bitch, cum now like a good fuck whore. Now, now, now, now." And boy did Julie cum. White flashes exploded behind her eyes as she crashed over the top like a surfer wiping out. Her orgasms tumbled out of her like an avalanche as the men gripped her hips and flooded her with their white-hot cum. Eventually, the orgasmic spasms subsided, and the trio slumped onto the bed, exhausted. After a few minutes, Julie disengaged from her two black men and rolled over onto her back dazed. The two men got up and left the room. Chapter 8: Julie keeps on going Julie didn't have time to rest, as the door immediately opened and three more men entered the room, walked to the bed and climbed on. Julie sat up as the three white men surrounded her. There were no formalities or preliminaries this time, but rather they got down to it. One lay on his back, and maneuvered Julie on top of him. However, he didn't put his dick in her pussy yet, but waited for one of the others to move behind her, and the third man to move to her head. At the count of 1, 2, 3, all three men aimed their cocks at their respective holes and fucked them into her at the same time. Julie gave a muffled squeal as the trio began moving their cocks together in her body, one in her pussy, one in her ass and one in her mouth. If the feeling wasn't as intense as in the previous session, largely because these guys weren't as well hung, it was still a thrill for her to have a cock in each orifice and Julie worked her body to make sure they appreciated her effort. It didn't take long for them to cum. The man in her mouth came first, with a copious cum that she was able to swallow, except for a dribble that escaped out the corner of her mouth. That triggered the guy in her ass to cum, and he was followed closely by the one in her cunt. This trio fell away, to be replaced another pair who fucked her in her ass and pussy. That seemed to start the parade, because for the next three hours, a procession of men came in and fucked the writhing redhead. Some fucked her ass, some fucked her pussy, and some fucked her mouth. They came in all numbers, all sizes and all types: whites, blacks, Latinos, Asians. But they were all groups of some sort: pairs, threesomes, and a number of a five-ways, where she had a man in her ass, a man in her pussy, one in her mouth and one in each hand. And somewhere along the line, someone said the magic words, "Now, be a good girl and…" That meant she was once again on the sexual roller coaster, where she was unbelievably sexed but couldn't quite reach orgasm. Julie's mind was a smoking crater as she overdosed on sexual stimulation. She was in oblivion, blissful oblivion, as she worked with the five men surrounding her. She sucked expertly at the man in front of her, while stroking another with her left hand and another with her right. She was riding a big Mexican's cock and she had a black guy in her ass. Almost in unison, the three men in front of her groaned and their cocks began to swell. At the last second, the one in her mouth pulled out and shot his wad up her face, across both eyes, then rubbed the last few drops into the hair at the top of her head. The two men at her sides followed quickly, shooting their cum at the same time. The man on her right hosed her right cheek, shooting one big glob in her ear, while the man on her left shot a big load all into her curly hair. The sight of the sexy redhead with her face covered in cum spurred both men who were still fucking her to cream their loads deep in her ravening holes. As the men pulled out of her and left the room, cum gushed from Julie's pussy and ass and down her thighs as far as her knees. Cum dripped down her cheeks and onto her chest, and her hair was wet from cum and sweat. She was on her knees keening unintelligibly for more cock, and it was not long in coming, as four men walked in. One walked up right behind her, pulled her up into a squatting position and impaled her ass on his 9-inch cock. "Oh yeah, give me your cocks," she exclaimed as he worked her up and down on his dick. She looked over at the other three and shook her head blankly at them as if to say, "What are you waiting for?" One man crawled between Julie's legs, pressed himself to her and slid his dick into her pussy while he kissed her cummy mouth deeply. Julie grabbed the other two cocks in her hands and began to stroke them furiously. Then they leaned her back, with her hands propping her up from the man beneath her, and began to run their drooling cocks over her outthrust breasts and her stiff little nipples. They jacked themselves slowly as they streaked their pre-cum over her tits. "Cum on me," she said in a hoarse voice. She got a jolt out of watching the men masturbate while she writhed on the two cocks in her pussy and ass. Faster and faster, the two men at her sides stroked their bubbling dicks as they each rubbed a cock over a nipple. With a gasp, the man on her left shot a wet load all over her chest, covering both tits in white cum, and the man on her right quickly added his cum to the stew on her chest, shooting his load over her right breast, across her neck and over her chin. The man in her pussy was right behind them, and at the last second he pulled out and shot a huge creamy load across her stomach, filling her belly button and streaking down her pubes. His last few drops, he smeared across the wet, dark orange pubic hair that framed her bulging clit. In a frenzy, she pulled him up to her face and cleaned his cock with her mouth, before he stepped away from the bed. Only the man underneath her was still in her, and she rocked her rectum over his smoking cock while he held her perfect ass in his hands to guide her. At last, she felt the telltale sign of his cum, as he thrust himself upward while forcing her hips to his body. With a roar, he shot his wad deep in Julie's rectum, exploding like a Roman candle; six major blasts then eight or nine smaller spasms. Quickly, Julie climbed off his softening cock, turned around and took him in her mouth to clean him. She was oblivious to anything but her need to worship these magnificent cocks that had been brought for her. When his cock was clean, he backed away and left, calling her a demented slut. Chapter 9: Julie drags bottom Across the way, above the diner, Michael and Janet sat in a small room watching a bank of six TV monitors. There were other monitors in the room, but they were dark. The ones that were on all had different views of the room where Julie was working. Both were dressed in kimono robes as they relaxed with a joint and a drink. Michael adjusted a knob and stared at one of the monitors as a close-up of Julie came into focus. They heard the door to the room open and shut, and they watched as two men, a pair of burly, tattooed bikers, came in. One flipped Julie onto her back, lifted her legs on his shoulders and drilled his cock into her ass. Julie moaned loudly as he penetrated her, but her moans were quickly stifled as the other biker pulled her head back and drove his cock into her mouth. Michael and Janet watched as the pair used Julie like a rag doll, fucking her unmercifully. "She's going to make us a million dollars," said Janet, as she stroked Michael's raging cock, which poked up from the front of his robe. "She's a natural. I mean, look at her. She's been at it for at least six hours and she looks like she could go another six hours." "What I can't figure out is how a guy can be married to a hot piece of ass like that and not use it," said Michael, who was busy fingering Janet's smooth cunt and asshole. "He must not be much of a man. Sex machine like that needs to be well oiled." "Yeah, like my pussy and asshole," Janet said with a laugh, as she straddled his thighs and sank her ass onto his cock. They fucked slowly like that for the next hour as they watched Julie perform. The bikers quickly reached the point of no return as they fucked Julie roughly. The one in her ass came first, then the other shot his load down her throat. Another threesome followed, a black and two Mexicans. After that, an unusual pair entered, an older man and woman, a husband and wife actually. They were both big and blond and spoke to each other in German. The woman wasn't fat, but she was a typical fraulein, big-boned, well padded with enormous tits. They laid Julie on her back, then he pushed a 10-inch uncircumcised cock into her pussy while she straddled Julie's chest. First, she fed each of her nipples into Julie's mouth while her husband fucked her with slow, steady strokes. Julie feasted on the woman's breasts and slavered the flesh lovingly. The woman had nipples that stuck out a full two inches when she was aroused, which she definitely was at that moment, and Julie sucked them like miniature cocks. The woman then straddled Julie's head and rubbed her fat, meaty pussy all over Julie's face until she came, bucking and thrashing. At that moment, her husband shot his load deep in Julie's clenching pussy. As he was squeezing out the final drops, he pulled out, and both Julie and his wife crawled over to clean his cock together. They thanked her and left. Julie knelt on the bed with her head slumped down, her thighs quivering. She needed to cum so bad, but hardly anyone would say the word that would get her there, and the sexual frustration, plus creeping exhaustion, added to the maelstrom in her mind. Again, she didn't have much time to worry about it, as five more men entered the room and assumed their positions. She fucked one in her ass from behind, while another man fucked her pussy and the other three took turns sticking their cocks in her mouth. After a few minutes of that, they all came at once, all in her. The three cocks at her head each came in quick succession. One filled her mouth, then the other and the other. Julie tried to swallow as fast as she could, but much of the sperm drooled out the sides of her mouth and down her chin. They were immediately followed by a trio of high school-age kids who surrounded her for blowjobs, then when they finished, quickly, they all three shot their cum in her hair. Two more bikers came in and skull-fucked her roughly, shooting cum on her face. Another pair of bikers followed and took turns fucking her pussy and ass before shooting their loads, one in her pussy and one in her ass. As they left, one said something about a sloppy pussy. At that moment, Janet, still slow-riding Michael with his cock in her ass, picked up a cell phone and dialed. "How many are left down there?" she asked. "OK. Send them all in at once. Lay her on her back and give her a circle jerk. They can fuck her individually if they want, but I want them all to cum on her. I want her covered in cum. When they do that, let her cum, then let's give her some rest." Julie was nearly comatose, every nerve ending quivering, as she lay sprawled out on the bed. Cum gushed from her swollen pussy and equally swollen asshole, cum covered her face, and the sheets were saturated with cum and sweat. Through half-lidded, cum-crusted eyes, she looked up to see eight young men surrounding her, stroking their hard cocks. She looked up wildly and pulled one of the cocks to her mouth and sucked it avidly, then she did the same to another. She sucked them all in a rotation of fevered flesh, while frantically twiddling her clit with the middle finger of her hand. Then she lay back, writhing and moaning on the bed as the men pumped their dicks in their fists while she stroked her clit. The breathing of the men – and the woman on the bed – got faster and heavier until suddenly a man on her right side shot a huge load all over her stomach. That set off the rest of the guys, and for the next minute or so, Julie felt a rain of cum spray her body. The two at her head rubbed their cum into her hair as they came, two others spurted over her tits and chest, another came on her left thigh and the other shot off all over her wet bush and her whirling right hand. As they finished, one after the other they all told her to, "cum now, Miss Julie, cum now." At that, Julie drew her breath in sharply and held it for a long moment, then everything gushed out in a torrent. "AWGGGGGHHHHH!!" Julie wailed as the orgasms burst over her in rapid-fire succession. She thrashed, she wailed, she lunged, as she worked through the 16 orgasms the young men had triggered. For long minutes, she rolled like this as the men all watched in fascination. Upstairs in the TV room, Janet began to ride Michael purposefully as they watched Julie in the throes of unstoppable orgasm. With a roar, Michael shot his cum up Janet's ass, while she squealed in delight. On the screen, Julie continued to moan and writhe, until she finally went limp, falling back in a heap. While Michael went to bed, Janet put her robe back on and went down to check on Julie. After she entered the room and determined that Julie was just passed out and not dead, Janet looked on in satisfaction at what they had done today. Twenty-four hours ago, this woman lying here had been a prim and proper housewife and mother from the suburbs. Now, she was just another whore. Julie was indeed a sight. She lay back naked on the bed with cum-soaked sheets. Cum covered her entire body, from the top of her head to her feet, in a slick sheen marked everywhere by globs of cum scattered over her body. Cum also covered her face, drying and crusting on her cheeks, her eyelids, over her nose and down to her lips and chin. She even had cum pooling in her ears, and her hair was soaked in cum. Her pussy and asshole were both still gaping from the non-stop abuse she had taken over the previous seven hours, and cum oozed from both holes onto the bed. They had already degraded Julie to depths she'd never been, and, as Janet chuckled to herself, they still had another full day of this. But before then, there was still some unfinished business tonight. The late-night truckers were out and they had gotten the word. The Ponderosa was a 24-hour operation, and there was a lot of business to be had around here after midnight. These guys weren't interested in and didn't have time for any marathon sexual escapades. They just wanted to get their rocks off and get back on the road. Well, Janet thought, here is a ready-made outlet, looking down at the sleeping woman. Going over to the bed, Janet maneuvered Julie around until she was on her stomach, with her legs spread. She put a pillow under Julie's abdomen to prop her butt up in order to ease access to her pussy and ass, and to present her best feature for display. Janet grinned as she thought about what the next few hours held in store for this society bitch. Satisfied, Janet walked out of the room, and back to the truck-stop office in the front building. The diner was still carrying on for a few customers, who were drinking beer. "OK, Lyle, she's ready for the Late Show," she said into her cell phone. Send them in one at a time for as long as they come. They get 15 minutes, not a second more." For the next five hours, then, Julie Jasper lay on her stomach sleeping while one man after another came into the room and fucked her. Some took her ass and some took her pussy. They came in with hard cocks, walked up, put them in one hole or the other and did their business, then left for the next man. Julie was nothing but a sperm receptacle for these men, and they filled her holes to the brim and then some. After a while, Julie's holes were so ragged out and gaping that the men simply shot their cum all over her ass or on her back. By the time the last man finished, her buttocks were covered in sperm, cum flowed out of her pussy and ass, coating the insides of her thighs and cum spatters covered her back. It finally ended around dawn, when traffic at the truck stop dwindled to the sporadic legitimate traffic. Julie was finally allowed a few hours of uninterrupted sleep that Saturday morning, but soon she would be up to face more and deeper depravities. Miss Julie Ch. 3 Chapter 10: The story of the Ponderosa The establishment in which Julie Jasper found herself ensnared was the brainchild of a bored doctor with a large and kinky sex drive. Michael Jalinsky had been a successful sexual psychiatrist in Dallas in the mid-1980s. He had gotten rich treating the sexual peccadilloes of the rich and famous in north Texas, but it had begun to leave him unsatisfied. He and his first wife, his beloved Sandy, had chased one sexual high after another, when Sandy came up with the outline for a way they could merge their voracious sexual appetites with Michael’s professional ambitions and make a ton of money in the process. The more they discussed it, the better they liked the idea, especially the part about snatching unsuspecting persons off the street and turning them into willing sex toys. As a psychiatrist, Michael knew all the tricks of mind control and mental programming. As a doctor, he was up on the latest drugs and their properties. All of that, plus his voluminous understanding of human sexuality, led him to believe he could create the perfect whorehouse. It had taken them a year to find just the right place for a front operation. They wanted someplace fairly remote, but not inaccessible. It had to be located in an area where local law enforcement could be persuaded to look the other way, and it had to be located someplace with fairly liberal liquor laws. It was Sandy who discovered the truck stop. She had been combing through trade papers when she saw an advertisement for an auction at a truck stop that had been closed in southern Oklahoma. As soon as they saw it, they knew the place was perfect, and they immediately swooped in and bought the place, everything in it, plus the adjacent property to the south. It had taken them another 18 months and over $1 million to refurbish the truck stop, grease the proper palms, and construct the building that would contain his whorehouse, put up fencing and a screen of cedars. Toward the end of the project, Michael decided to build a nightclub as an added way of feeding customers into his brothel. Finally, in the spring of 1989, he was open for business. Needless to say, the Ponderosa was an immediate success. There weren’t any high-class brothels in this neck of the woods, and word soon spread that the Ponderosa was a class joint, with the best-looking hookers in the entire area, maybe even in the entire state. Michael had spent a lot of time in Nevada prior to opening, getting tips and ideas from that state’s legal brothels. He spared no expense where security was concerned, his fees were reasonable, he paid his hookers generously and he ran a clean establishment. Well, not clean in the sexual sense. No, Michael wanted his whorehouse to offer things you just couldn’t find elsewhere, like the housewife hookers, the gangbang girls that soon became one of the place’s most popular features. Although the facility was devoted to pleasure, as far as its operation went, the Ponderosa was all business. It hadn’t taken the couple long to figure out that what they really needed out front was not a tavern, but a strip joint. Watching strippers do their work would arouse the male clientele and make them more susceptible to a come-on from a whore. It had taken about a year to get through the legal machinations, but finally, in the fall of 1990, the Ponderosa had begun offering strippers. Of course, strippers also made excellent whores, and many of Michael’s girls doubled as strippers. Some also doubled as waitresses and convenience store workers, all the better to maintain the public front. In fact, Phil wanted to make sure the legitimate business also thrived. A few years later, Sandy, now dying of breast cancer, made one last suggestion that had proven to be a pot of gold. They had video monitors in every room, including the special rooms downstairs, she told Phil. So why not take those tapes and make full-length porn features out of them? A perusal of the back pages of sex magazines found them a video manufacturer and that led to a distributor. Now, every week, a box of raw footage left the Ponderosa in the back of a customer’s semi for the West Coast and was edited into video features. Sandy had died not long after that, in 1995, but Michael had reconciled himself to her loss. By 1997, the Ponderosa was a well-oiled machine. Discreet ads in sex magazines and on the Internet directed potential customers to the site. Michael had plenty of contacts in the Metroplex, many in prominent, professional positions, and many came up from the area to sample the exotic wares at the Ponderosa. Word of mouth along the trucker’s pipeline spread the word, and, of course, the locals came in droves. One could come to the Ponderosa two ways: through the truck stop or through the club. First-timers were screened to prevent undercover cops from entering, but regulars could get in pretty easily. Customers entered from the back of the club or through the back of the diner and walked around to the front of the back building. Once inside, they would find themselves in a lobby, with an office to their right, a door leading to a dressing room to the left and a locked security door in front of them. A video monitor hung overhead in one corner that allowed customers to look over the available workers and make their selection. Once they had picked their partner and paid their fee, they were ushered into the dressing room, which contained lockers for customer’s clothes, plus a bathroom and communal shower room. No one except workers were allowed past the security door with clothes on, a rule Michael had imposed after one rowdy had tried to slash one of his girls with a knife. That had been one of the few times a customer gotten out of hand at the Ponderosa. Michael took no crap where security was concerned. He hired the biggest, meanest-looking bouncers he could find, including a few steroid-crazed former OU football players, and he armed them with pistols and nightsticks. Their attempted slasher was taken down before he could hurt anyone and was beaten within an inch of his life, then sent to the county jail for a year at hard labor, without a trial. That and a few other examples were about all it took to keep customers in line. Once a customer was undressed, they could check their valuables at the office, then get the room number with their partner and they would be buzzed to the back. Once there, they faced a main intersecting hallway, with two halls angling off the main hall leading to the rooms. The Ponderosa always had six women and three men available for use. Michael was aggressively bisexual, and he believed in equal opportunity prostitution. The men were mostly available for gay sex, but occasionally, they would get a female customer who wanted a stud for fucking, and sometimes, they would get a woman who wanted lesbian sex, and Michael offered that as well. The men’s rooms were to the left and the women’s rooms were to the right. The sex rooms were small and sparsely furnished, just a bed and a bath, with a small shower stall. Downstairs was the gangbang room, where Julie had just spent the previous day, a staff dressing room, and another, very special, very private room. The hookers, 24 women and 12 men, worked a six-hour shift, six days a week, either 9 to 3 or 3 to 9, am or pm. They made $20 an hour, plus tips, and generous tipping was highly encouraged. The fees for the regular workers were $50 for 15 minutes, $100 for 30 minutes, $200 for an hour and $1,000 for the whole night, or rather, an entire six-hour shift. Blowjobs were half that, and everything was double for anal. But those were just the regulars. The house specialty was the gangbangs involving amateurs, and those were what brought customers flocking. The Ponderosa only scheduled gangbangs on Friday and Saturday nights, and on those nights, the crowds downstairs packed the hallway. Participation in a gangbang was $300 flat, for as long as you could last, as many times as you could get it up. However, once a customer came during a gangbang, he had to start at the back of the line, and not many had the patience to wait that long again. The Gangbang Girls were a mixed bag. Some were amateurs to whom that sort of thing had a strong appeal, but most were abductees like Julie, who were turned into willing sex maniacs thanks to Michael’s expertise. He kept eight gangbang girls on staff all the time, and he rotated them so they came once every two months. Sunday was a day of rest for much of the staff, as the diner and club were closed, although the brothel still operated with a skeleton crew. Michael usually hosted private parties on Sunday and would often use one or more of his girls as participants. Michael had built himself an apartment above the diner, and after Sandy had died, he had moved in there permanently. In all, the Ponderosa was the quintessential whorehouse for the 1990s, and Julie was about to find out a lot more about it. Chapter 11: Julie meets the girls Julie lay just as Janet had left her: on her stomach, with a pillow under her abdomen to prop up her butt. Her body had had eight hours of rest, but, of course, the first five had been spent with her as an unconscious sperm receiver after a parade of men had fucked her pussy and asshole. Even though three hours had passed since the last man had been in the room, cum still oozed slowly out of both holes, and her buttocks and the insides of her thighs still shone with wet cum. Abruptly, the door opened, and Michael walked in accompanied by two very different ladies. One was a black woman with skin the color of rich chocolate milk. She stood well over six feet tall with a wide ass and huge, ponderous tits that jutted proudly from her regal chest. Even that wasn’t her most striking feature, but rather it was the fact that she was completely shaven, all over, including her head. She was dressed only in a pair of knee-high boots. The other woman was a short, well-built blonde with a shortish, bouncy cut. She had fairly large tits herself, although nowhere near what the black woman had, and like the black women, the blonde also had a clean-shaven pussy. She was completely naked. Michael clapped his hands sharply and told Julie to, “Wake up. Time to get back to work. I promised these ladies they could have some time with you, and they’ve been chomping at the bit. This is Miss Victoria,” indicating the black woman, “and this is Miss Heather,” he said, gesturing toward the blonde. “They have some games they want to play with you, then we’re going to see how deep into depravity we can take you.” Julie seemed to awaken immediately, and if she had any concerns about her whereabouts, she didn’t show it. She simply rolled over and got up off the bed as each woman took a hand. Victoria leaned Julie into her, with Julie’s hands on he shoulders, while Heather filled a large bowl with warm water and a washcloth. Victoria drew Julie’s face to her and kissed her lightly on the lips while Heather washed between Julie’s legs. “We’re gonna eat us some pussy, and we wanted it cleaned up a little bit,” Victoria purred in an accent that hinted of the islands. “Don’t worry, baby. You’ll get plenty more cum today to take its place.” When Heather was finished, Victoria lay Julie down, then told her, “to be a good girl and let Miss Heather lick your pussy.” Julie groaned involuntarily as the now-familiar feeling rolled in her guts, and she felt her pussy juicing. Heather pulled Julie’s legs apart, then opened her pussy with her fingers and dove right in. She kissed the lips first, then ran her tongue vigorously through her furrow. “Oh God, eat me,” Julie said. “You make it feel so good.” Heather added her fingers and began finger-fucking Julie while licking circles around her clit. Then she stopped for a moment and brought her right breast to Julie’s pussy. Holding the end of her tit so that her long nipple stood out even further, she brought the tit flesh to Julie’s pussy and began to fuck her with her nipple. She fucked her for a few minutes, then brought the wet nipple to Julie’s clit and rubbed the sensitive bud. Then she resumed eating the redhead out with hard sucking and licking. Julie could feel an orgasm building again. She was simply a conduit for the flow of sexual pleasure. She found herself needing the sexual build-up and the release that orgasm allowed more than food itself. Julie was writhing slowly on the bed as the tension built. Her head was thrown back and her mouth opened as she made little mewling sounds. At that, Victoria got up on the bed, straddled Julie’s head and eased her crotch to Julie’s mouth. When Julie saw what was coming, she reached up with both hands and pulled the black girl’s hips down, so that her wet pussy was slobbering all over her face. Julie found Victoria’s thick pussy lips and prominent clit, and licked and sucked just as she’d been shown the previous day. The taste of pussy on her mouth seemed to trigger something for Julie, but she couldn’t quite get the release she needed. Victoria, meanwhile, rode Julie’s face hard as the redhead licked and sucked her meaty pussy, causing Victoria to cum sharply onto Julie’s gasping mouth. Julie wasn’t prepared for the flood of juice that greeted Victoria’s orgasm; she swallowed what she could and let the rest smear her lips and cheeks. Julie’s pussy was wet from Heather’s licking and the juice of her own arousal, and she was frustrated. She wanted to cum, needed to cum, but they hadn’t let her cum yet. Her face was wet from Victoria’s dripping pussy as the black girl got back off the bed and walked to the dresser. Opening the top drawer, she found an array of toys. After looking the collection over, she picked a few items out, closed the drawer, dropped the things onto the coffee table and walked back to the bed. Turning Julie over so she was on her knees, Victoria got behind Julie and pressed her face to Julie’s upturned crotch, licking Julie’s pussy from behind. At the same time, Heather went around and lay back in front of Julie, spreading her legs and opening her pussy. Julie didn’t need to be told what to do, but simply put her face to Heather’s pussy and began to eat her out with relish. Heather gripped the back of Julie’s head as she ground her groin on Julie’s mouth. “You like the taste of pussy, don’t you, Julie,” Heather said. Julie just nodded and continued eating Heather out, but that wasn’t good enough for the blonde. Grabbing a handful of Julie’s hair, she pulled her head away from her crotch, pulled her up to her lips and kissed her furiously, never losing her grip on Julie’s hair. “I said, you like it, don’t you. DON’T YOU, BITCH!” Heather said when she broke the kiss.” Mmmmm, yes, I do. I love the taste of your pussy on my lips,” Julie said in a strangely dreamy voice. “I do love pussy.” “Good,” Heather replied. “Then eat up.” And she pushed Julie’s face back to her crotch and began to roll her hips around Julie’s face in a rhythmic pattern until with a screech, she came violently. Keeping Julie’s face buried in her crotch, Heather slashed her talented pussy over Julie’s lips while Victoria continued to lick Julie’s pussy and asshole, until finally her orgasm subsided. Julie whimpered slightly when Victoria pulled her face away from her pussy, and Heather crawled out from under Julie, leaving her alone on the bed, but only for a moment. Victoria returned to the bed, only now swinging in front of her was a massive strap-on dildo, a foot long and nearly 2 inches thick. She walked to Julie’s face and rubbed the rubber cock all over her face, before forcing it between Julie’s lips. Julie sucked on the thing like a cock, but she could not get more than half of it in her mouth. Heather had returned to Julie’s crotch and was finger-fucking the redhead in both of her wet holes. After getting the dildo good and slobbery, Victoria and Heather traded places, and Victoria eased the rubber cock between Julie’s pussy lips and pushed it all the way in. At first the pain of being filled so quickly made Julie scream, but the scream became a whimper as Victoria began to fuck her with slow, steady strokes. Her pussy slowly expanded to accommodate the intruder. “Yeah, I knew you could do it,” said Victoria. “You better be able to take this or else Briscoe will split you in two.” Julie rotated her hips around the rubber cock as the sexual feelings welled up even stronger. Surely they would let her cum soon, was her only thought. She was becoming delirious with the need to cum. Heather found another strap-on cock and began making Julie suck it, like she had sucked the bigger one Victoria had on. This one was a little smaller, and after a few minutes of working it in her mouth, she finally sucked all of it in her throat. For several minutes, the trio of women worked. Julie bucked and moaned under the dual assault of the strap-ons, one in her mouth and one in her pussy. As Victoria fucked Julie’s pussy with long, hard strokes, she pressed the first two fingers of her right hand to Julie’s asshole, and was pleasantly surprised to see it open up to her manipulations without much prompting. Victoria began to finger Julie’s ass in time with the dildo in her pussy and Heather’s fake dick in her mouth. Julie was oblivious to anything except the mounting heat in her loins. Victoria nodded to Heather and they each removed their dildo from Julie. Heather crawled underneath Julie until the dick between her legs was lined up with Julie’s cunt. Victoria guided Julie’s hips down onto the dildo until it was embedded deep in her pussy. Julie started rocking with her hips as Heather fucked her with the rubber dick. Victoria pulled Julie’s butt cheeks apart, aimed the fat cock at Julie’s ass and slowly pushed it in. In spite of all the dicks that had been there the previous day, Julie had yet to feel one that big invade her ass, and she howled and cried in pain. But Victoria was relentless, taking it slowly but steadily, and soon Julie was keening in pleasure as the two cocks filled her to the marrow. Julie felt Victoria’s gargantuan tits jiggling on her back as she fucked Julie’s ass; she felt Heather’s large knockers rubbing across her own hard nipples. The sensations were blowing Julie away. The small part of her mind that was proactive could not believe that three women could give each other such pleasure. Victoria and Heather were also getting close to cumming, despite their need to maintain control. The two women began fucking Julie wildly, and Julie fucked them back just as wildly. It was Victoria who finally said the magic words, whispering, “cum for us now, Julie. Let it all out, get all of that out of your system. You’re fixing to get fucked like you’ve never been fucked before and you need to empty yourself of any bad karma.” Julie felt the rush of her orgasm sweep over her as she listened to Victoria continue on in that vein. At the same time, Heather and Victoria both trembled as they pumped the fake cocks deep in Julie’s body. After a few minutes, Julie felt the waves of orgasm subside and she slumped forward on the bed, as the two women extracted themselves and staggered out of the room. Chapter 12: Julie takes a big one Julie didn’t have much time to rest, for the door had barely closed behind the women when it reopened. She rolled onto her back to see looming in the doorway one of the largest humans she’d ever seen. He was at least seven feet tall and bulky, yet muscular. He had been a good enough basketball player to earn a scholarship to Oklahoma State in the early 1990s, but his lack of quickness kept him on the bench for two years, and he finally quit school and found a job with Michael. Turns out his reputation had preceded him, for he had been legendary in Stillwater for the size of his dick, a dick that was swelling to mammoth proportions in front of Julie’s widening eyes. Instinctively, she recoiled in fear from his size and from the gut knowledge that he intended to fuck her with that thing between his legs. Miss Julie Ch. 3 He pushed his way into the room, followed by Victoria, who had her instructions. “This is Briscoe, who I was telling you about earlier,” she said. “This is the moment of truth, my dear. Take him and you’re in; fail and you’re out.” Julie couldn’t comprehend what she meant by that, and shrugged off the comment. “Be a good girl and make Briscoe happy,” Victoria continued. “You’re a big girl. I think you can take him. Good luck.” Then she left the room, leaving Julie alone with the big black man, with her guts suddenly churning again from desire. Tentatively, she looked up at him as he sat on the bed next to her. When he touched her with his enormous hands, it was a surprisingly tender touch, and his voice was soft. “I’ve been watching you this weekend, missy, and I like the way you fuck,” he said as he stroked her tits, her stomach, and down to her drooling pussy. “But I can take you beyond that. I can take you to the gates of paradise, and give you the fucking of a lifetime, a fucking you’ll never forget. But you have to relax. You’ll be surprised how much dick you can take when you really, really want it.” His voice had a soothing effect on Julie’s mind and body, and with an audible sigh, she reached over and touched his cock. She sat up on an elbow as she stroked him with both hands and rubbed the pre-cum over the bulbous head. She watched, amazed, as it grew even bigger in her hands. He groaned as she jacked him slowly. Reaching up with her head, she put the plum-sized head to her lips and sucked it in slowly. Her desire had kicked in again, and she laughed as she tried to suck as much of the monster cock as she could in her mouth. When she had about three inches in, she had to quit, because it was filling her lips to the breaking point. So she kept it there and swirled her tongue over the head. She did this for a few minutes, then pulled her mouth away, panting heavily. She looked up at Briscoe with lust-filled eyes, then she gazed at the cock in front of her. It was easily 15 inches long and a shade under three inches thick. Everything was in proportion, just… bigger. Julie felt her pussy beginning to twitch from anticipation as she put her face back to Briscoe’s cock and methodically licked and kissed every bit of his dark spear. Briscoe was a dark man, indeed, almost the color of a good Cajun roux. He had had to have his foreskin cut off when he reached puberty, because the skin was constricting his flow of urine, so the massive head of his penis was out, proud and pretty. She stroked him with both hands as she loved and laved his cock with her mouth. When she had his whole dick – shaft, balls and head – slicked up with her saliva, Julie fell back on the bed and whispered for Briscoe to come on and fuck her, that she was ready for him. Instead, he pulled her off the bed and stood her up. He picked up two pillows off the bed and laid them on the coffee table that sat in a corner of the room, and pulled the table to the middle of the room. Then he laid Julie flat on her back on the table, grabbed her legs and lifted them into the air as he straddled the table. Sitting his butt on the edge of the table for support, he aimed the head of his dick at Julie’s gaping wet pussy. Julie grabbed the backs of her knees to open herself further. He nudged the head of his dick just past her lips a couple of times, then slowly pushed the head past her inner lips and into her pussy. Julie felt like all the air had been pushed out of her lungs, as she opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. He held the head of his dick just inside Julie’s pussy about an inch or two, giving her vagina a chance to stretch around his girth. Suddenly, Julie found her voice, and it was a torrent of incoherent filth centered around the phrase, “FUCK ME WITH YOUR MONSTER!” She tried to lurch upward to get more of his cock in her, but Briscoe put a hand across her stomach to settle her down. “Easy there, missy,” he said patiently. “You gotta give yourself time to get comfortable with him. You’ll hurt yourself if you try to take him too fast.” So she settled back on the table, her chest heaving with swelling desire. Julie wrapped her arms around his shoulders, looking at him almost sightlessly. And slowly he began to inch his cock deeper and deeper into Julie’s pussy. By the time he had 10 inches in, she was trembling and mewling in lust, but still he steadied her. Then, as his head passed her cervix and into her womb, with all but about two inches crammed in her pussy, Julie’s eyes widened, she looked at him clearly, and said deliberately, “I can take it. Shit, I can take it. RAM IT IN ME, OH GOD, I LOVE YOUR COCK.” With a growl, Briscoe slammed the final two inches in and started pumping, as Julie thrashed and rocked underneath him. She wrapped her legs around his hips and drove him deeper into her convulsing pussy. Briscoe wrapped his arm around her back and picked her up so she was riding his cock. And riding it she was. She rolled her hips over the black beauty in her pussy, and wondered idly aloud if she could take him in her ass. Somehow, in her mental state, she didn’t think it odd that she ask such a question. Quickly, Briscoe’s pace changed and he laid Julie back onto her back, grabbed her legs and began driving his cock deep in Julie’s pussy. He had to marvel, he thought. This one’s special. Not many of them took him like this, and fewer still had a willingness to take him in her ass. But first, he needed to coat this white bitch’s pussy with his cum, for other reasons. The couple were going wild on the table, spewing filthy come-ons at each other, until, with a roar, Briscoe pushed his cock in deeper than ever and unleashed a flood of cum, painting Julie’s cervix with his powerful semen. Julie was delirious with the need to cum. Nothing else on earth mattered, and she had hoped he would help her get there, but he came without saying the magic words. Instead of wilting, however, Briscoe kept his cock pumping in Julie’s flooded pussy, until, amazingly, it began to grow again. Julie was on the planet Orgasmatron as his cock swelled again to its earlier proportions. Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of her pussy, making a sucking sound as the head exited past her lips. Hot, creamy cum followed Briscoe’s dick, and he took some of the cum with the head of his dick and spread it liberally over Julie’s asshole. When he felt he had her good and lubed, he flipped her off the table onto her knees, facing the door. He leaned her over the table so her butt was in the air, her head was hanging over the other side and her hands were on the floor, for support. Briscoe ran a middle finger over Julie’s open asshole, then slowly pushed it in, all the way. He finger-fucked her with one finger, then two and finally three. By then, Julie was lifting her ass off the table, trying to get at his dick. “Missy wants it in her ass, don’t she?” he asked tauntingly. “Tell Daddy what you want. Tell us all.” “I w-w-want you to fuck me in the ass with your beautiful black cock,” she panted. Satisfied, Briscoe grunted hard, aimed the plum head of his dick at Julie’s anus and slowly pushed it in. Once again, Julie felt herself being split apart, but there was little pain. Apparently, her ass had gone beyond pain when stretched by massive objects. In fact, all Julie felt right at that moment was intense pleasure of a kind she’d never known before. Her whole being, her whole soul, revolved around the magnificent cock that was pumping steadily in her ass. She rolled her head in delirium as he fucked her ass. Sometimes he fucked her fast, bringing her closer and closer to her orgasm, then he’d slow his pace and fuck her slow, making her whine in frustration. He pulled her up so he could reach around and squeeze Julie’s tits. Her nipples were like hard rods, stiff and sensitive, and she reached her hands back to pull Briscoe closer, so he would continue to work her tits, and continue to fuck her forever. Julie and Briscoe went on like this for most of an hour. They were both a sweaty mess by the time Briscoe finally straddled Julie’s hips, in a squatting position, and drove his cock into her ass. Julie howled in spasms of lust as he finally gave a choking cry and pumped what seemed like a gallon of cum deep in Julie’s bowels. Julie howled again, this time in frustration. She had felt herself building to the queen mother of all orgasms, and when his cock exploded with the searing heat of successive cumshots, Julie was sure she would be allowed to cum. But there was no such luck. When Briscoe finally stopped spewing his oozing drops of cum in her ass and began to wilt, she even pulled him out of her ass, turned around quickly and tried to lick all of their commingled juices off his cock, hoping that would trigger her release. But it was no use. The moment had passed, and Julie was still insane with lust. Briscoe excused himself and left the room. Chapter 13: Julie sinks to new lows Victoria and Heather entered the room as Briscoe left, followed by Michael. “Good work, my dear,” said Michael to the sweating, panting woman who still sat on her knees in bewilderment. “My ladies here have a special treat in store for you, but it requires some time, and some, um, fermenting.” With that, the girls approached Julie with an odd pair of pants. They were almost like hot pants, but they were made of latex rubber and on the inside of the crotch were attached two dildos at just the right spots. The one in front was about 7 inches long and an inch and a half thick. It had a nice-sized head and had a small knob at the base, so that when the pants were pulled up tight, it rubbed right on the clit. The one in back was actually a butt plug, six inches long and two inches thick at the base, with a lipped attachment that enabled her anus to close over the base, holding it into place. The pants were pulled over her legs, until the fake cocks were at the lips of her respective holes. After getting them situated, the girls each took a side and pulled them up tight against her crotch. Julie felt her pussy and as twitch and spasm, and the insides of her pants quickly became awash in her juices. But Briscoe’s cum was still mostly safe inside her holes, held there by the dildos. When everything was in place, Julie was led once again to the table, where she was again leaned over onto a pillow. “Well, my dear, play time is over. Time to work,” Michael said. “Didn’t you say you needed cum as your elixir of life? That it was the only food you needed. And aren’t you hungry? I think it’s time we fed you what you want, what you need.” With that, he pulled his rock-hard 9-inch cock out and pressed it to Julie’s lips. She opened wide and sucked him in. Michael encouraged her as she sucked him all the way in, opening her throat to take his last few inches. “What we are going to do,” he said, through clenched teeth as Julie sucked avidly on his cock. “Is feed you so much cock, that you’ll get full from all of the cum they shoot down your throat. There’s a whole hall out here full of men with big hard cocks who are waiting for you to suck them off.” Julie felt a hot bolt of energy race from her crotch and up her spine at his words. Taking Michael’s cock with her right hand, she sucked hard on his cock, making gurgling noises with her mouth and drooling a mix of saliva and pre-cum out of her mouth and onto the floor. As he neared his orgasm, Michael grabbed the back of his new redheaded bitch and pushed himself to the hilt in Julie’s mouth. She gave a strangled squeal as he filled her mouth with his cock, then exploded down her throat. With Michael breathing encouragement, she swallowed every drop. Julie had felt a rush of pleasure when Michael came, but it didn’t give her the orgasm she craved. When Michael left, he told Victoria to let them in one at a time for 90 minutes. And so the parade began. The next man had a short, but stubby cock, 6 inches long, but two inches thick. She worked his cock until she was rewarded by his cock shooting cum in her mouth, as she held him just away from her lips. The next man was longer and rougher and he filled her throat and mouth with so much cum that some of it dribbled out her lips and down her chin. The next man pulled out at the last second and sprayed her face with a long thick rope of cum that splattered her from her hairline, across her forehead, between her eyes, down the right side of her nose and cheek. Then she sucked him between her lips and milked the rest of his cum in her mouth. The next couple of men also wanted facials. One shot his load across her right cheek, over her outstretched tongue and down her chin; the other put a load from under her left eye, across her nose, over her lips and all over in a foamy goo down her chin and onto her chest. The next man wanted something different, so he flipped Julie around so she was leaning back on the table, put his left foot on the table so he was semi-straddling her head and dropped his cock to her ravening lips. Julie grabbed his cock, brought it to her mouth and let him fuck her mouth with it until he was ready to cum, then she pulled him out and aimed his cock at her tits. He covered her tits and her neck with his first couple of shots, then finished up on her chin, finally shooting his last hard shot in her open mouth. All the while, Julie was rotating her hips around the two fake cocks in her pussy and her ass. They continued for the full 90 minutes; some of the next few men fed her their cum deep in her throat. One man pulled out and shot his load all in her hair; another put a load all across her back; others covered her chest. One black man shot his tasty load all over her lips. She smeared his cum over her lips, her tongue and her chin, then joyfully drew him in as she licked the underside of his cock. The next couple wanted to shoot their loads down her throat; then she was confronted by a large 10-incher. She sucked deeply on him until he exploded with a huge load. She took the first big shot in her mouth, then ripped him out of her mouth and let him hose her face down. He shot cum in her hair, across her left eye, her nose, her cheek, then finished by shooting several big gobs on her right breast. After sucking off a couple more cocks, another cock sprayed past her hair, across the right side of her forehead, across her lips, her right eye and right ear. The next man left his cum across her left cheek, her upper lip and chin, then he rubbed his still-spewing cock all over her face. Finally, the last man shot his load over her nose, nearly up her nostril and over her chin. When he left, nobody took his place, and she felt lost in frustration and need. She needed more cock; she needed more cum; she very much needed her own orgasm. Julie was like a bowstring, pulled tight and quivering with the need to release. Miss Julie Ch. 4 Chapter 14: Julie enters the dungeon Julie Jasper's mind was a vacuum, as she lay sprawled on the dirty carpet of the gangbang room at the Ponderosa, the brothel into which she was being inexorably drawn. Her mind may have been a blank, but her body was still on overdrive, and her body was craving more sex. It was as if her just-completed encounter with the dogs had broken a dam in her inner psyche, exposing a deep, dark hard core of lust that had always been there, but had never before been brought forward. She didn't have long to wait, as the door opened and Michael reentered the room, accompanied by Victoria and another woman, whose attire would have brought a shocked reaction from Julie if she had been aware enough for it to register. "Come, my dear, you must be about your wits," Michael said, as Julie's body stirred from its restful position. "You think you have been degraded so far, but there is much more we have to show you. This is Miss Brandi," indicating the exotic woman to his left. She was of average height, but her sleekness and her costume made her seem taller. She was dressed in an outfit that appeared to be made of latex that extended from her neck to her feet, which were encased in black boots with 6-inch heels. However, the suit had a hole at the chest for her large, round tits to jiggle openly and the entire crotch area was also missing, exposing Brandi's pubic area and her buttocks. She had a look that was equal parts Oriental and French, with large eyes and pouty lips, and her long mane of curly, dark-brown hair fell nearly to her waist. Unlike the other girls she had encountered, Brandi did not shave her pussy, but rather featured a full, but well-trimmed bush. Michael could not suppress a shudder as he looked into Julie's big brown eyes and saw in them an utterly soulless, yet vaguely eager, even hungry, look. He knew then that he had won, that Julie had capitulated to her inner lust, that she was his to do with as he pleased. "Miss Brandi is what we call our disciplinary specialist," Michael continued. "She's the one we turn to when we want to engage in, ah, some interesting acts. But first, you're probably thirsty, so Miss Victoria has brought you something to drink." It was a tall glass of iced tea, and Julie gulped it down. Of course, he didn't tell Julie that he had slipped a small dose of a hallucinogenic drug into the glass, the better to enhance her tactile responses, and to aid in the further blowing of Julie's mind. When Julie had emptied the glass, Brandi stepped over to Julie, as Michael retreated out the door. "OK, cunt, you've had your fun, now it's time for me to have my fun," she fairly snarled at Julie. Then she took a collar and chain from Victoria, who appeared to be much more subservient than before, to the point where she had removed her boots and was completely naked. Brandi buckled the collar around Julie's neck, tightly but not so tight as to choke her. Then she put her face right up to Julie's, grabbed her chin and whispered, "You're going to love what's coming next." If Brandi's words made any impression on Julie, she didn't show it. She had become almost an automaton, doing without thinking anything she was told to do. But first, Brandi wanted something from Julie, so she stood up, spread her legs wide and pulled Julie's chain until the redhead's mouth was even with her pussy. Julie didn't even have to be told, she just stuck out her tongue and began to lick Brandi's open sex. She rolled her tongue over the thick pussy lips, then licked her way to Brandi's clit. Brandi rubbed her pussy all over Julie's mouth for two or three minutes, before pulling away. "OK, time to go," she said briskly. Victoria produced a large blindfold and tied it tightly around Julie's head. Then Brandi walked slowly toward the door, pulling on the chain. Julie started to stand up and follow, but was stopped by a sharp slap on her butt. "Did I tell you to stand up?" Brandi said angrily as Victoria spanked her again. "I said, did I tell you to stand up?" "N-n-no," Julie said. "No what?" Brandi snarled. "No, ma'am." Julie answered timidly. "Gooood. Now, I want you to be a good girl and crawl behind me on the floor like a snake. We have a treat waiting for you outside." Julie did as she was told this time and wriggled on the floor behind Brandi's lead. Victoria followed right behind. Julie could feel the lust well up in her body at Brandi's prompting, and she sighed in satisfaction at the now-welcome emotions flooding her body. When the trio left the room and entered the hall, Julie could sense the presence of people lining the hall. And there was something else, too. The dirty tile floor was dotted all over with semen from men who had been watching her performance earlier. Julie felt the gritty, slimy stuff covering her already-sweaty body with a slick sheen. She had progressed maybe 10 feet or so when she felt something wet and warm splash on her back, then another one and another one. The hall was lined with about a dozen men who were masturbating and shooting cum on the filthy woman who was crawling between them. Julie's body reveled in the sensations of sliding her naked body over the slick, cum-covered floor while being bombarded by flying cumshots. Soon her body was covered from her neck to her feet with a mixture of cum and dirt from the floor, and with cum from the line of shooters. As she crawled down the hall, Victoria leaned over and whispered in Julie's ear, "I love walking on a cum-covered floor. I love the feeling of cum squishing between my toes. It makes me hot." Finally, after turning a couple of corners, they entered a large room. Julie, of course, couldn't see the room. This was the dungeon, Michael's most exclusive playroom. Only his best customers got the privilege of playing in the dungeon. It had a low ceiling and was empty except for a small padded table, not unlike a doctor's examination table, only smaller and shorter. It sat about waist-high on an average-sized man, and was just long enough to support an average-sized person from their shoulders to their hips. This meant that whoever lay on the table had their legs and head dangling off the ends. The table was set amidst four metal poles that were secured in the floor and ceiling. Julie was dragged/crawled to the table, then the two woman hoisted her up onto the table, with her pussy facing the door. Julie felt leather straps secure her ankles, then her legs were lifted as high and wide as they could go and still keep her butt on the table. Attached to the straps were large metal pins that could be inserted into holes that were set at various heights in the poles. The pins were slotted into the poles, leaving her legs secured high above the table. Similar straps were placed around her wrists, and her arms were pulled back and down, and also secured to the poles. Julie was spread-eagled, with her legs high and her head and arms hanging low. She was completely immobile, except for her torso on the table, which she could wiggle side-to-side some, and up and down a little. Julie's slender frame was already writhing on the table from her mounting lust and the growing effects of the hallucinogen. Her mind was awhirl from the drugs she had been fed and the renewed need to orgasm. Small, incoherent sighs and moans escaped Julie's lips as she waited for whatever was to come. And it wasn't long in coming, as the door opened and a man walked in sporting a large, gleaming erection. He stepped up to the table and shoved his cock right up Julie's frothy cunt. Julie growled in approval at her unseen lover as he plowed her pussy with his cock. The man pounded away until he grunted and shot a huge load of cum deep in Julie's pussy. Julie was in sweet agony as the lust in her body rose higher and higher. She couldn't see, but a line of men had formed, starting at her body and snaking out the door. The first man was quickly replaced, and this man fucked Julie long and hard before shooting his cum in her pussy. After four men had stepped up and deposited their cum in Julie's pussy, the fifth man pulled her butt up slightly and drove his cock into Julie's ass, which was well lubed from the cum from the first four men, and from her earlier activities. As the effects of the drug kicked in, Julie became delirious and giddy, spewing forth an unbroken string of obscene exhortations at whoever was fucking her at the time. "Oh, God, fuck me, fill my cunt to overflowing, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" was the general gist of her ramblings. The line of men just kept coming. Some fucked her flooded pussy, some her equally drenched ass, others went around to the other side and skull-fucked Julie's face, and a few just jacked off and shot their cum on her body. Somewhere along the line, someone told her to "cum now," and her orgasm practically ripped her in half. Periodically, others would give her the necessary prompt to allow her to cum, to the point where she was practically orgasming constantly. That, combined with the drugs, had just about rendered Julie comatose, as the line of men abused her in every orifice of her body. After over three hours of this, it was finally over. Julie had been fucked so much that cum fell in a steady drip from her crotch onto the floor and gushed slowly from her mouth, over her blindfolded eyes and off the spiky tips of her short red hair. There was so much cum pouring off Julie's body that two large pools of cum had formed on the floor under her butt and her head. "Well, girl, ain't we a sight," Victoria said, as she reentered the room and saw the spectacle in front of her. She was wearing the latex pants, with the special inserts that Julie had been wearing earlier. Julie was then helped off the table, which was then removed, along with the poles then she was laid down amid the two pools of cum. The soaked blindfold was removed and Julie abstractly took in her surroundings. The room was not brightly lit, but there was enough off-lighting to see. Julie was practically swimming in cum as she wallowed on the tile floor. Cum dripped off her nose and chin as she picked her head up off the floor to see. Her head was spinning as she spotted Victoria, who was armed with the big black dildo that she had first encountered the day before. Julie's eyes brightened when she saw the dildo and they brightened even more when Victoria slipped the head into her pussy and began to slowly fuck her with it. Chapter 15: Julie's gay romp Suddenly the door to the room opened and Brandi returned, accompanied by six naked men. The dominatrix gazed down at the sight of the tall redhead writhing on her back in a large pool of semen with the even taller Victoria slowly pumping the large dildo in Julie's pussy. "I'll bet you've never watched two men fuck each other, have you," Brandi said. Julie just cocked her eye at the comment. "You were told at the start that you would be exposed to practically every perversion there is. And you would probably consider men fucking each other to be a pretty big perversion. That's what we're going to show you now. But first, you be a good girl and suck these fine gentlemen up to speed." Julie nearly came again as she felt her sexual feelings swell. The six men stepped up to the two women and encircled them. Victoria continued to fuck Julie with the dildo as they each grabbed a cock and began to suck. All six made the rounds with both women, each leaving with hard, glistening boners. When they were all good and hard, they separated into smaller groups, to where several tumbling mats were laid. Two men went off to the side and began to kiss each other and fondle each other's cocks. Three stepped off to another side and began running their hands over each other's bodies. And the sixth man? Brandi led him off to yet another side, where a short stool had been placed between two of the poles, which had been reset off to the side. Hanging over the stool was a chain, with a hook at the end, which dangled from the ceiling. He was led onto the stool, then his hands were handcuffed in front, then lifted and the chain to the cuffs attached to the hook. When he had been secured, the stool was kicked out from under him, so he was dangling by the cuffs. Brandi then buckled straps to his ankles and secured them to the poles, which were set so his legs were spread as far apart as possible. The man groaned as he dangled in front of Brandi, who walked all the way around him, as if inspecting her handiwork. Suddenly a sharp crack rang out as she whacked his butt with a riding crop. She whacked him several times, and, incredibly, his cock swelled to enormous proportions. Satisfied, she turned back to Julie, who wore a quizzical expression as she watched the display. Meanwhile, the gay sex orgy was starting to heat up. The two men who had paired off, a young white man and a light-skinned black man, were on the floor in a 69, with the black guy on top, sucking each other's cocks like there was no tomorrow. Off to the other side, the threesome had formed a triangle with each man sucking the cock in front of them. After awhile, they switched positions and sucked on the person that had been sucking them. Julie had never seen anything quite like it, and the sight made her pussy absolutely drool around the rubber cock the Victoria was still fucking her with. Victoria also occasionally would drop her head down and lick at Julie's clit, sending sharp spikes of pleasure through her body. Victoria removed the black dildo from Julie's pussy and shoved it up Julie's ass then bent down and began to eat Julie's cunt. Julie laughed crazily, a laugh that died into a long moan as she felt her orgasm swell up. Suddenly Victoria told Julie to, "cum now," and she did, sliding around in ecstasy on the cum-covered floor. Victoria pulled herself up and whispered something in Julie's ear, and that prompted a giddy giggle from the redhead. Julie stood up and walked over to the two men who were still sucking each other's cocks oblivious to anything else going on in the room. Kneeling down, she began to softly stroke the butt of the black man on top, then ran two fingers between his cheeks, pressing on, but not penetrating, the opening to his asshole. The man pulled himself up off the cock he was sucking, and Julie pulled his face to hers and kissed him deeply. The man pulled his cock out of the white man's mouth and slapped his face with it. Julie, meanwhile, got behind the black man and put her face to his ass, stuck out her tongue and began to lick the tart, puckered flesh of the man's asshole. Bending back over, he resumed sucking the big white cock underneath him, while Julie licked his ass and the white man pulled the long mocha-colored cock back into his mouth. Pulling herself up, she reached between her legs, gathered up a large dollop of cum from her cunt with two fingers and rubbed the creamy goo all over the man's asshole. Slowly, she inserted the two fingers in the black man's ass and began a rhythmic fucking action. After a few minutes of this, she pulled her fingers out and pulled the man's cock out of the mouth below, pulled it back between his legs and began to lick the head of the black man's dick. In this position, it was tough to get much of the cock in her mouth, so she concentrated on swirling her tongue around the head. After a few minutes, she let the young white man resume sucking while she walked around to the other side. Julie knelt down and pressed her face to the crotch of the young white man, marveling at how the man on top was filling his face with the reddish-purple flesh. Taking the cock in hand, she pulled it out of the black man's mouth and it to her own, sucking the man deeply. She and the black man alternated slowly sucking the man, as he groaned in lust around the cock in his throat. When she wasn't sucking the man's cock, she was pulling open his butt cheeks and rimming his ass with her tongue, getting all wet for the fucking that was soon to come, then she began to finger his ass hard, until she had three fingers working furiously. Finally, it was time. The black man got up and walked around between the white man's legs. He lay on his back shivering in lust and anticipation, with pleading eyes. Julie straddled the man's head and slowly lowered her dripping pussy onto his mouth. She rubbed the sloppy cunt all over his lips, nose and chin before depositing her pussy onto his mouth and telling him to eat her out good. The black man picked up his partner's legs by the knees, then Julie grabbed his ankles and pulled them back until he was nearly bent in half, so his ass was off the floor. The black man aimed his cock at the wet, open asshole and pushed the head of his dick past the anal ring and into his ass. The man who was getting fucked gave a muffled groan into Julie's pussy and the trio settled into a mindless fuck. Meanwhile, over on the other side, Victoria had taken the toy she'd been using on Julie and joined the trio of men who had been sucking each other in a daisy chain. Only now the two larger men, a swarthy man with a shaved head and a muscular blond with a bushy ponytail that extended to his shoulder blades, were standing and feeding their cocks to the third man, a smaller Latino man. He would suck one big 10-inch cock while stroking the other, equally long and fat cock, with his hand. Victoria knelt in front of the smaller man and grabbed his dick, which was as hairless as her cunt. She stroked him for a few minutes, and was delighted to hear his muffled groan. Keeping hold of his dick, she crawled around to his backside, bent low and began licking and kissing the man's asshole. After he was good and wet, she added her fingers. She'd give his asshole a few licks then pump her fingers back in the rubbery hole. When she had him good and open, she placed the fat head of the dildo at his opening and pushed it all the way in. The man gave a long groan that was cut off when the swarthy man, at his right, stuffed his cock back in the mouth. The man had a hungry look in his eyes as Victoria fucked him with the fake cock. She pumped the cock in his ass, while steadily jacking him off. Suddenly, with a choking cry, his dick swelled up and he shot a tremendous load of cum a good five feet, spilling his semen on the floor. When he had finally subsided, the blond man knew just what he wanted. Pulling his cock out of the young man's mouth, he pushed his head down until his face was at floor level. "You need to clean up your mess," he growled, and obediently the young man began to lick all of the cum from the floor. As soon as he swiped up a mouthful, the swarthy man knelt behind the Latino, aimed his dick at the gaping asshole that had been left empty when Victoria removed the dildo. Soon the two men were in a steady fucking rhythm. When he had licked all of the dirty cum off the floor, the big blond man knelt down in front of the young Latino, pulled his head back up and rammed his cock back into the man's mouth. He gave a choking squeal as the blond man pushed his cock deep down the throat of the man in front of him. Thick drool dripped from his mouth as the big blond man fucked his face, while the other man fucked his ass. Watching all of this was the sixth man, who hung suspended off to the opposite side of where Julie and her pair of lovers were in action. Opening up a chest that sat against the wall, Brandi produced a mask of sorts, which left openings for his eyes and nose, but where the mouth would be, there was a small rubber plug in the shape of a small cock. "Does baby need his pacifier?" she asked tauntingly as she placed the mask over the man's head. He was a 30-something white man of average size, but possessed of about a 9-inch dick, and that dick was standing at full attention as he watched the goings-on in front of him. Miss Julie Ch. 4 When Brandi had the mask secured, she took her gloved hand and began to lightly stroke his cock. Muffled groans escaped from behind the mask as she jacked him almost lovingly. Bending down slightly, she put her lips to his cock and sucked him all the way into her mouth in one long stroke. She sucked him for several minutes, then when she felt he was near to cumming, she pulled her mouth away, leaving his cock twitching and bobbing up and down. Walking back to the chest, she pulled out a jar of cream and the biggest dildo in the box. It was truly a monster, easily 14 inches long and 3 inches thick, with a hasp and a handle. She opened the jar and began to rub the cream all around his asshole, working it into his rectum with two, then three, fingers. When she felt he was ready, she eased the head of the dildo to his hole and began to push. Even though he had been opened up, the size of the cock caused the man to buck and scream in pain. But Brandi was relentless; she just kept pushing it in. When she had about 10 inches in, she pulled it back slightly and pumped it in a fucking motion, and soon his cries were cries of pleasure. Each time she pulled it back out a little, she pushed it a little further in on the in-stroke. Finally, she had it all the way in to the hilt, and the man began shaking and groaning. Brandi soon began to fuck him hard with the dildo, and when she reached around with her left hand to grab his cock, that was all it took for him to explode with an unbelievable cum load. Brandi caught what she could with her hand as he spewed his sperm in every direction. When he was finally finished, his head drooped onto his heaving chest. But Brandi, climbed back on the stool, pulled the mask up, so that the rubber cock was pulled out of his mouth. However, it was quickly replaced by Brandi's gloved hand rubbing the collected cum into his mouth, then she smeared what was left all over his face. Satisfied, she pulled the mask back down, grabbed her riding crop and gave his butt – with the huge dildo still in place – several hard whacks. "You weren't supposed to cum yet, you pig," she snarled at him. "Ah well, I'll bet watching everyone else getting fucked will get you back up." And, indeed, the lustful moans and cries filled the room as the moment of truth neared. Julie had climbed off the young man whose face she had been riding and walked back to the black man who was still pumping his dick in the white man's ass. She rubbed her slick body over his as they kissed with mounting lust. Then she reached down and began to stroke the young man's cock, which stood up unattended. That didn't satisfy her, so she bent down and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked on him awhile, as the man gritted his teeth to keep from cumming too soon. "Why don't y'all switch," she said with a shaky voice. "I want to suck your cock while he fucks you," indicating the black man. "Even after it's been in his ass?" he asked. "Especially since it's been in his ass," she answered. "It makes me so hot to think about where that fine cock's been." So the black man pulled his cock out of the other man's ass, then Julie lay on her back on the floor. She wanted to see this. The black man straddled her head, then bent his back slightly as the young white man put his cock to the man's back entrance. It went in easily, as Julie watched avidly. Laughing giddily, she pulled the black man's cock to her mouth and sucked him in as far as she could. In this position, she could just about get all of it in, and she licked and sucked the brown meat. The trio were just about to the edge, and when Julie pulled the brown cock out of her mouth and pulled it hard three times, he shot a huge load all over Julie's face and down over her tits. As he came, the contractions of the man's ass as he pumped his cum all over Julie triggered the white man to explode his cum deep in the man's bowels. All at once, the two men told Julie to, "cum now for us," and a rippling orgasm roared through her body. After shuddering for long minutes, the trio collapsed together in a sweaty heap. Over to the left of that trio, the foursome was also in full swing. The two large men were relentlessly pumping their 10-inch cocks deep in the young Latino's ass and mouth, using him hard. Victoria was right amongst them, as she pushed her dildo into the ass of the swarthy man fucking the young man's ass. She pumped the toy deep in the man's ass, and it wasn't long before he began pumping his cock faster and faster. With a cry, he pushed deep one final time and shot his big load deep in the man's ass. At the same time, the blond man grabbed the man's head in both hands and pushed his cock deep in the man's throat, then pulled out and shot a geyser of cum all over the brown face. He shot cum on his nose, his cheeks, up over his eyes, then pushed the cock back in the mouth to be cleaned. Incredibly, the twin orgasms touched off a second, smaller cumshot from the young Latino, without his dick even being touched. Julie might have thought the show was over, if she had been coherent enough to have a lucid thought, other than how she could give her body the sexual pleasure it had come to crave. But there was more to come. Brandi called Julie over to her treasure chest and handed her a strap-on dildo. "You've been getting fucked righteously all weekend, how would you like to turn the tables, and fuck them back," she said in a conspiratorial tone. The man all watched her avidly; they knew what was coming and they were eager for it, even if Julie did not. Julie was helped into the harness that housed the dildo. "These guys are going to line up for you, and I want to see you fuck them to within an inch of their lives," Brandi whispered to Julie, whose eyes lit up at the idea. She started with the large blond man. She knelt behind him, pushed the cock past his anal ring and began to fuck him just the way she had been getting fucked. She laughed the laugh of a person whose mind was descending into madness as she fucked this large man with her fake cock. Reaching underneath his body for his hard cock, which dangled below him. The man groaned and fucked back on the fake cock, trying to get more of the 9-inch dildo up his ass. With a strangled cry, he exploded his cum onto the floor. Just for good measure, Julie kept fucking him roughly for several minutes after he had cum. Julie did this to the remaining four men who knelt in front of her, while Victoria pressed a smaller dildo up Julie's ass to increase her stimulation. As the fifth man shot his load, Victoria whispered for Julie to cum now, and Julie squealed as she had yet another orgasm, then she laughed again at the idea that she was cumming while fucking a man with a fake cock. The five men then saluted Julie and left the room. That left the man at the other side of the room. He was still dangling, still with the huge dildo up his ass. The trio of women surrounded him and began to rub their hands all over his body, everywhere except his dick. Brandi placed the stool in front of the man and indicated for Victoria to step up on it. She did then she lifted her right leg and impaled her pussy on his rampant cock. Behind him, Brandi whispered a threat into his ear, "If you cum too soon, you worm, you will pay dearly." The man just groaned into the mask and nodded his head. Victoria fucked him like that for nearly 10 minutes, long enough to give herself a very satisfactory orgasm. Then it was Brandi's turn. She climbed on the stool, turned her back to the man, pushed her ass back until her pussy covered the head of his cock. She began to fuck him with long, deep strokes. "Why don't you be a good girl and pump that thing in his ass for me," Brandi asked with a twinkle in her eyes. Julie felt her pussy begin to tingle as the familiar feelings began to rise once again. She walked behind the man, grabbed the handle of the big cock with her right hand and began to work it, while stroking her blood-engorged clit with her other hand. Brandi finally pulled herself off the purple, angry-looking cock. "Your turn," Brandi said to Julie, and Julie didn't hesitate. She climbed on the stool and backed up to the man's cock, which was being held up by Victoria. But instead of putting it in her cunt, Julie had Victoria aim the cock at her ass. When she had the head at her opening, she pushed back hard and felt the cock plunge up her ass. Julie howled in animalistic pleasure as the man fucked her ass wildly. She rode the cock with wanton abandon, moaning and keening as the sexual feelings mounted. Just as she felt him begin to swell, she pulled herself away, turned around and inhaled his cock in her mouth. Brandi nodded at her as she sucked his tool. When she felt the first spurt of cum hit the back of her throat, she pulled him out and aimed his cock at her tits and watched lustfully as he covered them with his cum. Both Brandi and Victoria told Julie to, "cum now, my sweet, cum now, now." Julie stood there shivering in nearly uncontrollable lust as three huge orgasms ripped through her body. The orgasms were so strong she had to lean on Victoria to keep from falling over. Brandi smiled at Julie as she watched the redhead orgasm. Finally, her orgasmic throes slowly subsided, and she was gently laid down on the floor for a few minutes. Chapter 16: Julie does the late show again Julie sat on the floor, her chest still heaving from her exertions. But her body was still craving more sex. By now, it was nearly midnight, but Julie was just peaking from the drug she'd been slipped earlier, so she was a long way from being through. She had one more thing she had to do, and that was the Saturday night late show. The truckers were out in force tonight, many of them eager to sample the Ponderosa's new gangbang girl. Word had gotten around that this one was an especially dirty fuck. The story was that she was a bored housewife who craved constant sex and was willing to do anything with anybody or anything to get her kicks. It was true, up to a point. Julie's body was indeed craving constant sex, even if her conscious mind was still clueless about what she had become. Victoria led Julie back to the gangbang room. The hall was already filling with eager customers, and Julie smiled and flirted with them all, running her hands over their cocks as she passed. The room still smelled of dirty sex as she lay back on the sheets, which were still cum-crusted from her work on Friday. Victoria gave her a long, wet kiss, then walked to the door and ushered in the first man. "Oooh, baby, I been waiting all night for this," said the man, a lanky man of about 35 who held a solid 8-inch dick in his hand. He walked up to the bed and climbed on. Julie sat up and took his cock in her mouth and began to suck on him lovingly. This was all she wanted at the moment, to be filled with a procession of hard dicks. After a few minutes of fellatio, she lay back down and told the man to fuck her hard and fill her pussy with his cum. The man put his cock to her dripping hole and plunged in to the hilt. Both of them gave long expressions of relief at getting what they each needed, and they quickly got into the rhythm. Thus began Julie's second night with the late show. This was different than the previous night, of course. Then she had been passed out, now she was very much awake and respondent, giving as much as she was receiving. The lanky man couldn't hold back for long and with a groan he surrendered his cum deep in Julie's cunt. The next man was a beefy man with an unusually shaped cock. It looked almost like a tall pyramid. The man was probably 2 ½ inches thick at the base, and was about 7 inches long, tapering to a fairly small head. Nevertheless, it was a hard cock, and the man straddled her head and fed her his cock. Julie sucked, licked and kissed the cock eagerly, before he too pulled away and pushed himself in her drooling pussy. This man had excellent staying power and he fucked Julie for nearly 20 minutes before finally spewing his cum deep in Julie's pussy. The next man turned her over onto her knees and pushed his long slender cock in her pussy doggy style. The next one pushed his 9-inch dick into her still-gaping asshole and fucked her ass. The man who came after that also fucked Julie's ass, but he pulled out as he came and shot a huge load up her back and all over her butt cheeks. Two men entered the room next and took up position at either end of Julie's body. One pushed his cock in her pussy from behind while the other filled her mouth with a thick 8-inch dick. These two also lasted awhile, and when they finally came deep in each orifice, one of them whispered for Julie to cum now, and she responded with another strong orgasm. Three men came in next, and Julie now knew instinctively what to do. One man lay down on his back, and Julie quickly straddled his hips and sank her now-gushing pussy onto his dick in one long stroke. She pumped her hips up and down on his cock a few times, while alternating sucking the other two dicks. Then she reached back, spread her butt cheeks and told the one of the other men to fuck her in the ass. Julie squealed as she felt both of her holes being filled. But she didn't squeal long, because she felt the third man's hard cock ram past her lips, deep into her mouth. They fucked her long and hard before shooting their cum in her. Things started to get blurry right about then as the drugs she had been plied with began to wear off. But the gangbang continued on. Julie was rolled back onto her back as two men, large tattooed bikers, entered. One pulled her head back and skull fucked her so hard, large amounts of slobber drooled from her lips. The other shoved a fat 10-inch cock up her pussy and pounded his dick hard in her cunt. They pounded their cocks in Julie until they were ready to cum, then they pulled out and hosed her with prodigious loads. The biker at her head shot his load all over her face, over her chin and over her chest. Next up were five men who entered and surrounded her prone figure with their cocks. This produced nearly a half-hour long fuck as the five men took turns fucking her mouth, her pussy and her ass. Eventually, one got her up into a squatting position over his cock. Holding her perfect ass in his hands, he guided her asshole to his cock and slowly pushed himself up her wet open hole. Another got in front and put his dick in her pussy, then the other three surrounded her head and took turns sticking their dicks in her mouth. Julie was in a state of exhausted delirium as the hard dicks fucked her. When they felt ready to cum, they all pulled out and jacked themselves off all over her face, her chest, her stomach and over her wet, red-trimmed bush. After they left, it was back to the train, as a succession of men stepped in, put their dicks in her flooded pussy, her equally sodden ass or her overflowing mouth. They all fucked her hard and added their loads to the many that were already there. The sheets quickly became soaked with a potent combination of sweat and cum, but Julie paid it no mind. In fact, Julie was beyond caring about much of anything, except her gnawing need to cum. She lay back on the bed and just let these men fuck her. Occasionally, she would wrap her legs around the waist of the man she was fucking, trying to get him to make her cum, but they wouldn't give her what she wanted, what she needed. Finally, one man did tell her to cum now, and he kept on saying it. Julie arched her back and felt tremendous bolts of orgasmic energy flow through her. Grabbing the man's shoulders, she went wild underneath him, orgasming constantly for long minutes. All too quickly, he felt himself going over the top, so he pulled out and added his cum to the lake of cum that was pooled on her stomach. Julie's mind was completely wrecked as she overdosed on lust. When the throes of orgasm finally subsided, Julie was just about done as an active participant in the orgy, but that didn't stop the line of men from coming in and fucking her wherever and however they wanted. Some wanted to fuck her pussy or her ass while she was on her back, others turned her over onto her stomach and fucked her holes from behind. A few pulled her head back and skull-fucked her, and when they came, the cum rolled out of her mouth, over her nose and off her forehead, some pooling in her hair, which had begun to resemble the Medusa of myth. At last, a group of some dozen men, the last of the customers, surrounded Julie's limp body and jacked themselves off. At a signal, the men all came pretty much at the same time, drenching Julie's body with their huge loads. Julie lay passed out on the bed, with her legs still spread wide and her body covered in one huge cum load. She had quarts of cum in her stomach, her throat was coated with cum; she had cum gushing from her pussy and her asshole. The sheets were soaking wet from her sweat, the sweat of the men who had been fucking her and the huge amounts of cum that had been shot on her body. It was nearly 5 a.m., and Julie had been fucking for over 18 hours straight. There was simply no counting the number of orgasms she had had or how much cum she had ingested, or how much had been shot in her pussy and ass. Michael walked into the room and gazed down at the comatose woman on the bed. He had watched some of the orgy in the dungeon on one of his monitors while he and Janet had fucked long and slow, the way he liked it. Afterward, he had slept some, so he would be able to see the final results of his work with Julie. "Sweet dreams, my dear," he said softly. "You were magnificent." He couldn't believe how well they had succeeded with this woman. Julie had arrived at the Ponderosa a proper – and very prim – housewife and mother, and in the space of two days they had turned her into one of the dirtiest cum whores he had ever seen, and he had seen plenty. All that remained was for her to come to full awareness and come to grips with the new woman – the new whore – that she had become. Miss Julie Ch. 5 Chapter 17: Julie realizes what she’s done Julie Jasper felt like she was floating on a cloud as consciousness began to creep on her, and she realized in her dreamy state that she was having a positively awful dream. It was like a nightmare, a nightmare of filthy, perverted sex. Like a picture that slowly comes into focus, Julie began to gradually become more aware of things. Something just didn’t feel right as she struggled to reach wakefulness. Finally, her eyes opened painfully. As she rubbed her eyes, she was mystified by the large amount of crusty sleep surrounding her eyes. Then, she sat up with a start. Where in God’s name was she, and what was she doing there? As she looked around the room, she saw that this was definitely not the Kansas City Hyatt, which she knew had been her destination when she had left Dallas on Friday. Then she looked down at herself and was appalled at what she saw. She was naked on a bed with damp, sticky sheets and she was covered with dry, white crusty streaks all over her body, including her face. Her body was also streaked with grime and grit. Her hair was a stiff mat of dried tangled spikes. The bed was also covered with white crusty stuff and dotted with wet spots. The room reeked of stale sweat and of another strong, peculiar odor that she couldn’t quite place, and she was alarmed when she realized that much of the smell was coming from her body as well as the filthy sheets. Then, as she tried to get up, she realized that every muscle in her body ached, she had red scratch marks all over her sides and on her buttocks, her knees were sore and raw, and she had a dull ache between her legs. Her vagina and anus felt stretched and distended. She reached down with a hand to examine herself between her legs, and recoiled when she found a large amount of wetness pooling out the gaping hole that was her vagina. Realizing she had to pee badly, she went to the bathroom, during which time several big plops of stuff fell out of her pussy and ass into the water. When she wiped herself, she came away with not only the last few drops of pee, but also a gooey, sticky substance that she knew immediately was a man’s sperm. Fighting off a wave of panic, she tried to recall what had happened. She had broken down on the highway somewhere in Oklahoma, her van had been brought to a mechanic, and she had gone in for lunch… And with dawning horror, she realized that she’d been drugged, kidnapped and raped, and in her revulsion, her stomach lurched violently. Dashing back into the bathroom, she barely made it to the toilet before she vomited into the stool, and she was further repelled when she realized that most of the vomit was the same gooey white substance that had come out of her pussy and ass, and she retched some more. Finally, she slumped to the floor and cried in great heaving sobs. After awhile, she finally stopped crying long enough to focus on her predicament. OK, she had been kidnapped and raped, but she would get out of this, and then whoever did this would pay dearly. She got up to try the door to the room, but as she expected, it was locked. Deciding she needed to cleanse herself, she walked back into the bathroom and took a shower. It gave her a small measure of comfort when she saw her toiletries on the sink counter before she showered. She found a towel, dried off, wrapped the towel around her body and returned to the bedroom. It was when she walked in and looked at the dresser that she saw several stacks of glossy 5x7 photographs. With a feeling of dread, she picked a stack up, then threw them aside like they were poison when she saw the one on top. It was a side-view picture of a woman surrounded by four men, all of them naked. They were engaging in a perverted sex act, where one had his thing in the woman’s behind, another had a hard fat penis screwing the woman’s vagina, the woman had her mouth on one penis and the other one in her hand. That was bad enough. But what shocked her to her core was the fact that the woman in the picture was her. Fearfully, she picked up the stacks of pictures and began to thumb through them. They were all of breathtakingly perverted sex acts and she was in every one. And she wasn’t just going through the motions, either, and there was no sign in the pictures that she’d been forced into anything. She looked carefully at her face in the pictures to see evidence of her having been drugged, but all she saw was an unseemly eagerness in her eyes. Julie’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open as she saw some of the things she’d been doing. The look on her face in the pictures made it appear as if she hadn’t been forced to do any of the things she saw that she had done in the pictures. Some were close-ups showing her face in lustful ecstasy, with her mouth disgustingly full of men’s hard erections, others were close-ups of her very wet crotch being stuffed front and back with a variety of men’s penises and there were several of her having sex with women, including a couple of a woman putting a long rubber penis in her ass. How long had she been here, she wondered, and how could they have gotten her to do these awful, nasty things? Then her emotions overwhelmed her and she began crying again, this time harder. She wondered if she would ever see her kids again, or her husband. Just then, the phone on the dresser rang. It rang several times before she finally stopped crying enough to answer it. “Y-y-y-yes,” she answered with a sniffle. “Good morning Miss Julie,” answered the voice at the other end. “I trust you’ve gotten everything out of your system and can listen to what I have to say.” “You bastards!” she yelled into the phone. “You’ve kidnapped and raped me, and now you want me to listen to you! Go to hell!” And she slammed the phone down. She was pissed now. Julie was known for having a very even-keeled temperament, and she was slow to anger, but when she got mad, she got real mad. She had a lot of Irish in her blood, and when she was angry, she could be a spitfire. These people had snatched her from her comfortable suburban life and were keeping her prisoner for ... for what, she wondered. The phone rang again, and at first she ignored it. But it kept ringing. So finally, to silence the bell, she picked it up again. Before she could say anything, the voice spoke up again in an almost condescending tone, “How rude, Miss Julie. One shouldn’t speak that way to one’s hosts, now, should one.” Julie finally calmed down enough to ask coldly, “What do you want with me? Are you going to use me again for your filthy pleasure, then kill me?” “Kill you? My God, woman, why would I want to kill the finest piece of ass to ever set foot in my establishment,” Michael answered, with a hearty laugh. “Who are you, and why am I here?” Julie demanded. “Good question,” he answered. “We have already been introduced, but you don’t remember it. In fact, I’ll bet you don’t remember anything after having a cup of coffee at the diner, right?” Julie didn’t answer, so he went on. “My name is Michael, and I own this place. You were brought here because I believed you had what it takes to become one of my girls. And, I must say, you passed with flying colors, as you will see in a moment. You were given a powerful knockout drug, almost like a truth serum. After the initial unconsciousness, the recipient awakens into a kind of catatonic state, not unlike what they supposedly give people in Haiti to induce a zombie-like attitude. It lasts for approximately 48 hours. You are awake and functional to a point, but are unaware of what is going on, other than your immediate feelings and sensations, and you are devoid of free will. When the drug wears off, you have no memory of anything that happened while under its influence. In addition, you were given a drug that increases one’s sex drive many times over. I call it the Venus potion. It works like a vaccine in that its effects are permanent. We are going to send you home safe and sound, but from now on, my dear, you are going to have a nearly uncontrollable urge for sex. You are going to be in a constant state of some level of arousal until the day you die. That and some other techniques that we used have turned you into a sex maniac.” “No,” Julie whispered. “You can’t make me like … this,” indicating the stack of pictures. “We didn’t make you do anything,” Michael said. “Everything you’ve done in this room, you’ve done voluntarily, even eagerly. We simply brought out the real person that was inside of you all along. It’s Sunday morning, around noon. For the past two days, you have sucked and fucked everyone who has passed through that door, and then some. I would guess you’ve probably had somewhere around 200 men either in your pussy, your ass or your mouth. There practically isn’t any sex act you haven’t performed here, any perversion that you haven’t tried, my dear. Don’t believe me? Look in the second drawer from the top. You’ll see a video. Be a good girl and put it into the VCR under the television over there.” Then the phone went dead. Julie felt her insides lurch and she felt a heat begin to emanate from her crotch. What’s happening to me, she wondered with alarm, as she realized that she was becoming aroused. How could I possibly be getting any sexual pleasure out of being used like some common tramp, she asked herself. With trembling hands, she opened the drawer and found the video, with a label that read simply, “Miss Julie.” She opened the cabinet, put the video in the player, turned on the TV and sat down on the floor with her back against the bed to watch. It was basically a highlight reel from the previous two days, showing all of the nastiest moments from a series of nearly endless orgies, in which she was the central figure. As she watched, she became aware that her vagina – her pussy – was throbbing and her clit was tingling. She tried to ignore it, to push it aside, but the feeling grew stronger the more she watched. As she became captivated by the video, she was barely aware that her towel had fallen away, leaving her naked, and that she was caressing one of her breasts. “NO,” she said out loud when she realized what she was doing. “I can’t do this. I won’t do this.” But the fire in her loins got more persistent as the movie progressed, until she couldn’t stand it any more. With a sigh, she reached between her legs and unfolded her juicy pussy and began to slowly finger herself. The pleasurable feeling grew and spread until she was squirming on the floor. Just then, the phone rang again. It was Michael again. “If you look in the top dresser drawer, you’ll find your toys. They’ll help you.” Then the line went dead again. Julie paused the tape and walked naked to the drawer, opened it and found a slender dildo of soft rubber and a big, fat black one with a handle, along with a number of other items. Starting the tape again, she sat back on her haunches against the bed as she stared at the screen. Taking the big dildo, which was made of harder rubber than the smaller one, she slid it into her pussy and was surprised when it went in smoothly all the way to the hasp. She quickly established a steady fucking rhythm with the dildo. As she watched the tape, she had to admit, with an air of awe, that she was in fact quite good at sex, and her stamina was a thing to behold. Thank goodness, she kept herself in shape. She had played basketball for her high school, and she had always been athletic. That background had, undoubtedly, helped her through the previous two days. Michael had edited the tape skillfully, including enough of the prompts that Julie was writhing on the floor in orgasm before the movie was half over. But when she came to the part where a big black man fucked her with his 15-inch dick, she came again, in a gut wrenching, shattering orgasm. In a frenzy, she grabbed the smaller dildo, then got up onto her feet in a squatting position and drove the flesh-colored rod into her ass, so she was fucking herself in both holes. She was dismayed at her reaction to her behavior on the video, yet she had never in her life been so turned on. Her juices flowed over her hands and onto the dirty carpet as she rocked on the twin rubber dicks in her pussy and in her ass. And every time she came on the screen, she came on the floor. By the time the movie ended, after some two hours and half a dozen strong orgasms, Julie had reached an epiphany, a breakthrough in her mind. Sex wasn’t bad, it wasn’t dirty, after all, and she found she really did enjoy it. No, that’s not quite right. It appeared that she loved sex; she wallowed in it and wanted the pleasurable feeling to never end. She was suddenly aware that these men had all wanted her for herself, not for somebody else, that she was desirable sexually and that men wanted to please her, and that she wanted to please men – and women. She found she liked the idea that people viewed her as a sex object. The men and women here had gone to a lot of trouble to bring her body to heights of pleasure she’d never been before. This was a new thing to her. She’d always been too tall, too thin, and too bookish; her breasts weren’t big enough; she was too prudish. She had lived all of her life on other people’s terms: her parents, her husband, her kids, her sorority, and her organizations. She had never just let herself go and be Julie, and now these people, by abducting her and reorienting her sexuality, had unlocked a door and shown her a whole new life. She laughed almost mirthlessly. “Fuck you, Glenn,” she said out loud with a trace of bitterness. Then she stopped for a second as she considered what she had just said. She had never in her life willingly used that word, but now it had rolled off her tongue like she’d used it all her life. Yeah, fuck you, indeed, you stupid prick, she finally decided. The one time in my life when I need you to protect me, to be there for me, and you’re out in California playing fucking golf, she continued with her train of thought. So all of this is your fault, she finally concluded, I asked you to come with me, to have a weekend getaway and meet some of my friends, but nooooooo, golf came first. So this is what you get for being a dumbass. They want me to be a whore, fine, she decided. She’d be a whore, all right, and she’d be the best goddamn whore they ever saw. She realized that Glenn, with his puny five-inch cock, had never come close to pleasing her sexually. Nor had her other two lovers from college. They had each been pretty small and inconsiderate, as well. She realized, from watching the video, that she craved big cocks, hard fat pieces of meat that could fill her up the way she now knew she needed to be filled. As that thought coursed gleefully through her mind, she felt a sense of liberation. Damn straight, she thought determinedly, there’s a new Julie coming to town, and all the women in Dallas had better keep a close rein on their men, because she was out to make up for all the sex and fun that she had missed along the way. Chapter 19: Julie does the diner The phone rang again, and this time Julie was pleasant. “I sense a change in attitude, Miss Julie,” Michael said. “Am I correct in assuming that since you’ve spent the past two hours fucking yourself silly with your toys that you now approve of our decision to invite you here.” Julie was a little coy as she replied, “Let’s just say, I’ve decided that if I can’t beat you, I’ll have to join you. I think I’ve come to grips with what I’ve become.” “And what have you become, my dear?” Michael asked provocatively. “A whore,” Julie whispered. “A cock-craving, cum-sucking slut, who needs dick all the time.” It was true, she suddenly realized, she needed a cock badly. She wanted to do all of the things she had done in the video, only she wanted to do them when she was fully conscious and aware. “Good, because I have a job for you this afternoon. Lisette will be coming in a moment to bring you some clothes and something to eat. When you’re finished eating, get dressed and she will direct you to where you need to be.” After she hung up the phone, Julie wondered idly how Michael had known she was sitting there masturbating. Then it hit her. They must have cameras hidden in here. They’ve probably watched everything I’ve been doing the past two days, she thought, which is probably where they got the pictures they had left for her to see. And the thought sent a thrill down her spine. Just then she heard the lock on her door unlatch, the door swung open and a woman entered the room carrying a small overnight bag and a garment bag. But all Julie saw was a statuesque beauty with large tits, a wide ass, looks that could kill, long brown hair that cascaded in ringlets to the middle of her back, dressed in white thigh-high stockings and high heels. Her otherwise-naked body was divine, including her smooth-shaved pussy. “You must be Lisette,” Julie said. The woman looked Julie up and down admiringly as she answered that she was. Lisette put the bags down and returned to the hall and brought back a tray containing a large salad and a big glass of ice water. Julie had thought about making a pass at Lisette, but the sight of food suddenly reminded her that she hadn’t eaten anything or drunk much of anything except cum for two days. Lisette waved as she left the room. “I’ll be back when you’re done,” she said with a wink. Julie noticed that she did not relock the door. It didn’t take Julie long to devour the salad and every single one of the crackers that came with it. She hadn’t been finished two minutes when Lisette returned. “Here is your outfit for today. I’m to deliver you to the diner, where Michael is hosting a private party. You’re the entertainment.” Julie had a slight quiver in her voice when she asked, “How many are there?” “Oh, I don’t know, 20, maybe 30,” Lisette answered. Julie couldn’t suppress a shudder as she realized that this was the moment of truth. If she was ever to come to grips with her new self, she had to do this, and do it right. Finally, with an exhalation of air, she said, “OK, let’s go.” The garment bag contained a dress, a one-piece black mini-skirt with thin shoulder straps. As she pulled it over her head, she realized that it was the shortest dress she’d ever had on, especially without any underwear. The skirt only extended about six inches below the bottom of her butt cheeks, which meant that anytime she bent over, her ass and pussy would be exposed. The dress fit snug, especially across her modest breasts, allowing her nipples to stick up through the satin cloth. It was funny, she thought suddenly, it never even occurred to her to put on underwear. She liked the idea that her pussy and ass were all but exposed to the world in the short dress. The overnight bag contained a pair of six-inch stiletto heels which lifted her even taller than she already was. After carefully applying makeup, and putting on a pair of earrings, she looked at herself in the mirror and liked what she saw. She looked like a sex queen. Hell’s bells, she thought, I am a sex queen. And somehow that thought gave her an enormous sense of confidence. Lisette obviously approved, because she stepped up behind Julie, reached under her skirt and ran her hands over her butt, then slid a finger along her slit, which was still wet from her masturbation earlier. Julie turned around and they embraced, their mouths on each other as they kissed. But they could only kiss for a few moments. “Maybe later we can get together,” Lisette said. “From what I saw this weekend, you’re worth waiting for. Anyway, we don’t want to keep our guests waiting, now, do we? So be a good girl and follow me.” Julie blushed both from her comments, but also from the effect of the trigger phrase that turned on her libido like a faucet. She followed Lisette out of the room, up the stairs, down the first-floor hall to the side door that opened onto the back of the diner, with her naked pussy drooling in lustful anticipation. If walking outside naked in the light drizzle that fell from overcast skies fazed Lisette, she didn’t let it show. As they reached the gate and Lisette opened it, she said, “This is as far as I can go, kiddo. I’ve got to stay here and man the fort. Michael wants you to walk around the right side of the diner so everybody can get a good look at you. Good luck. I know you’ll do great.” Then the gate closed and Julie was alone. She looked out at the complex. There were two truckers gassing up, and they each gave a wolf whistle as she walked by. She smiled and winked at them, wondering if they were part of the party. There were also several big rigs parked in the truck lot on the opposite side of the building, and she wondered if they were part of the party, as well. Miss Julie Ch. 5 The high heels had taken a little getting used to, but fortunately, she had been in a play once in college where she had had to wear spike heels like that and play a prostitute, so she had painfully mastered the art of walking in high heels. Funny how that works, she thought. She remembered being shocked when her professor had recommended her for the part. Maybe he had sensed something about her then, because it certainly appeared that her present situation was a case of life imitating art. She also recalled wistfully that she had been attracted to the man, and she thought maybe he was attracted to her, but she had suppressed it because he was older and because she knew her mother would never approve of her going with a drama person nearly twice her age. Mama had hated to see her acting, period; she had thought the theater was the devil’s workshop. Yet she, Julie, had been a theater major, and had ended up teaching high school drama when she went to work. So maybe she’d always had a more independent streak that she had realized. Taking a deep breath as she rounded the corner, she only vaguely heard the beeping of a car horn that seemed to be directed at her. As she walked past the windows of the diner, whose blinds were open, she looked inside and saw maybe a couple dozen men, sitting two or three to a booth, plus every stool was occupied. There were seven conventional booths, six stools and a big corner booth, where at least a half-dozen men watched her intently. Here goes nothing, she thought as she pulled open the door and walked inside. There had been a hum of idle conversation, but that ceased when Julie walked in the door. “My god,” one of the men said in a low voice. They all stared at her as she walked into the diner. She stood there not quite sure what to do, when a large man she recognized from the video as Michael walked in from the back, strode up to her, pulled her hand to his mouth and kissed her hand then introduced himself. “I’m Michael, and I’m glad you could make it to my little party. What we are going to do is play a game of pass-the-whore- around-the-room. You are to go to each booth, each stool and do whatever the gentlemen there want you to do. Everyone knows the rules. While you are with the men in one booth, the others can only watch. Start there, with the first booth. When you’re finished, you’ll be shown to my office, where we will have a nice long discussion about your future. Enjoy, gentlemen.” Before she could get a word in edgewise, Michael had walked past her, locked the door, closed the blinds, turned and walked out the way he came in. “Say, why don’t you be a good girl and come over here and suck my dick, baby,” said a man at the first booth. Julie practically dissolved in lust at the words, which added exponentially to the lust coursing through her body. She also felt a trill of fear, but then she steeled her resolve. In for a penny, in for a pound, she thought as she walked over to where a big, burly trucker sat with a large cock sticking out of his zipper. She hesitated for just a second, then took a deep breath and fell to her knees in front of the 9-inch cock that stood up purple and ready. She took her tongue and ran it up the shaft, getting accustomed to the taste and texture of the taut flesh, then licked the head like an ice cream cone, getting a good taste of his pre-cum fluid. Then she kissed her way with her lips back down the shaft, swirling her tongue around the shaft until she came to his balls. She took each of the hanging orbs into her mouth in turn and sucked on them lightly, then she ran her mouth back up the shaft, opened wide and sucked the head past her lips with a satisfied groan. “Ooooh, baby, that feels good,” said the trucker, as Julie slowly drew his cock into her throat all the way until his rough hair was rubbing her nose. She had seen on the video the way she had learned to properly suck a cock, but still, she was a little surprised at how easily she took him all the way in. She’d never done that before. “You really do know how to suck cock,” he continued. Julie couldn’t answer for the cock in her mouth, but she hummed in agreement. Out of the corner of her left eye, she saw the other man in the booth move out of the seat. He had already removed his pants and she could see he was also well built, also about 9 inches and a couple of inches in diameter, which made him a little fatter than his partner. He walked behind her, crouched down, flipped up the back of her skirt and ran his fingers through her juicy pussy. He played around back there for several minutes, bringing Julie’s pussy to a slow boil. She had already been damp from her earlier masturbation in front of the video, plus Lisette’s touch and the vocal prompts she had gotten had turned her on. It seemed like the man was taking forever, so she pulled her mouth off the cock she was sucking and, without even thinking about it, told him to, “Quit fucking around and get that cock in my pussy. I want you to fuck me and shoot your cum deep in my cunt.” Then she resumed sucking vigorously on the cock in front of her, a bit amazed that she had just begged, in some of the strongest language she’d ever used, a perfect stranger, to have sex with her – to fuck her – all in front of a roomful of men. The man behind her must have been waiting for her to ask, because he removed his hand and pressed his dick to her hole and pushed it all the way to the hilt in one smooth stroke. Then he grabbed her butt and began working his cock in her boiling pussy. “Uhhhhhhnnn, God it feels so good,” Julie groaned as she felt her hot pussy being filled with hard cock. She could never have imagined that she could obtain such pleasure from being used like this, having two men pumping their big, hard dicks in her mouth and pussy at the same time. She was getting close to one of the most intense orgasms she’d ever experienced as they worked their cocks back and forth in her. But before she could get there, they both groaned and began to hump furiously. Suddenly, she felt a great gush of liquid shoot out the end of the cock in her mouth. Instinctively, she swallowed hard as he came in her mouth, and she found that she did love the taste of cum, just as she had in the video. It was all creamy and hot, with a salty-sweet taste, plus it left her throat coated and lubed. The man gave a well-satisfied groan as she pulled her mouth away. She showed him his last couple of drops of cum that had spilled onto her tongue, then she swallowed that, licked her lips and smiled as the room erupted in applause. That spurred the man in her pussy to give up his load, and he did, snarling, “Here it comes, baby.” Julie yelped as he fired his cum in her cunt in a half-dozen rapid-fire bursts. Finally, he pulled his still semi-hard cock out and rubbed the head between her butt cheeks, leaving his last couple of drops on her puckered asshole. Then she stood up and went to the next booth, while the first two men got up, dressed quickly and left hollering out their thanks as they left the diner. Julie felt cum dripping out of her pussy as she stepped to the next booth. Her skirt was still bunched around her waist as she approached the booth. The two men there were already naked and waiting. They both stood up and embraced her, rubbing their bodies against hers, with their rampant cocks poking at her abdomen. Then, they laid her on her back on the table and sat down on opposite sides. Smiling, she opened her legs to the gaze of the man in front of her, then ran her fingers through her gushing pussy in invitation. “I’ve always wanted to do this,” he exclaimed, then he pressed his face to her cum-flooded hole and began to eat her out vigorously. Julie wailed as she felt his lips and tongue on her flaming pie, but she didn’t wail long, because she felt herself being pulled back until her head was hanging off the table. She looked up to see the other man’s hard cock bounce off her nose. The man held his dick at the base and pressed it past her wide-open mouth. He wasn’t quite as long as the previous man, but he was a little fatter, and he filled her mouth almost perfectly. The man at her pussy removed his face, got up on the seat and stuck his dick right in Julie’s cunt, all the way in one stroke. She was humming as he filled her, as he was even longer than the man that had been in there before. Julie lay there reveling in the sensations these two men were creating in her body. She could feel herself climbing ever higher to that elusive orgasm that she knew was right around the corner. The man who was fucking her face – she wasn’t doing any of the work on this blowjob – reached down and pulled the straps of her dress off her arms, exposing her breasts. Then he started squeezing her tits and lightly pinching her nipples. Julie made sloppy gagging noises as he played with her titties. “You’ve got great tits, darling,” the man said huskily as he filled his hands with her tit flesh. “You know what they say, more than a handful’s a waste.” That surprised Julie. She had never, ever, been complimented before on her breasts. She had just always assumed that all men went for big-titted women and didn’t figure anyone would take notice of her below-average size. But she had always had sensitive nipples – indeed, squeezing them had always been one way she could help get herself off – although neither her two previous boyfriends, nor Glenn, ever played with them much. So it was with soaring confidence that Julie began to work the two cocks in her body, and she was rewarded when they both shot their hot loads in her body. The man at her head pulled out just before shooting his final oozing shots and smeared the hot cum over her lips, which she licked lasciviously, then she pulled the man up out of her pussy, slid off the table onto the chair and licked and loved the cock until it shriveled. She had barely time to climb to the floor when the two men in the next booth pushed her to her knees in front of the booth and stood over her to offer her their cocks to suck. She took them both in each hand and alternated sucking one while jacking off the other. After a few minutes of this, she brought both luscious dicks, good-sized 8-inchers, to her face and rubbed the drooling cocks all over her face before resuming her sucking. It didn’t take long for them to cum, as they had been getting heated up from watching Julie perform at the first two booths. “This bitch is on fire,” said the man on her right. “I think we need to hose her down and cool her off.” Then he pulled his cock out of her mouth and sprayed his cum all over her cheek, across her lips and on her chin; the man on her left was right behind, shooting his load across the bridge of her nose and under her right eye, then finishing up on her upper left cheek. She licked them clean as she moaned in satisfaction. Chapter 20: Julie goes wild Julie was really starting to get into it now, and as she stood up to walk over to the bar, she shimmied out of her dress and stood naked in the middle of the room, still in her high heels. Two men sitting on stools at the bar motioned her to come over. They placed her on one of the stools, more or less leaning over, then took up position on either side of her. The man behind her said, “I think it’s time we tried out this ass,” and began to finger her asshole while the man on the other stool filled her mouth with a cock that couldn’t have been more than six inches long, but was fat for its size, maybe 2 ½ inches in diameter. Julie’s ass was already wet from the dribblings from her cunt, so the man’s first finger slipped right past her anal ring. He added a second, and when he easily got a third in there and began pumping them in her ass, he knew she was ready. Was she ever; Julie started squirming and bucking the moment he penetrated her ass with his fingers. After never having consciously experienced anal sex before today, she had suddenly developed a huge appetite for having her ass fucked. “Fuck me in the ass, pleeeeeease,” she cried, taking her mouth off the fat cock for a second. “I need you to fuck me and fill my ass with your hot cum. Make me cum.” The man obliged by placing the head of his dick to her back opening. He slowly pushed his dick past her ring and plunged in all the way. Julie let out a long sigh of satisfaction as she felt his dick slide into her ass then she went back to work on furiously sucking the cock in front of her. For long minutes there was nothing by the sighs and moans of the three lovers on the stools and the liquid sounds of hard cocks pumping in and out of her holes. Julie was becoming delirious with lust and she moaned and slurped around the fat cock fucking her mouth. The breathing of both men started to become labored as they began to reach the short strokes. With a gasping cry, the man in her ass pumped extra deep three quick strokes then exploded in her ass, as the man in her mouth pulled her head to his crotch and dumped his sperm into her. As he did, he said the magic word, “Come on, Julie, cum with us, cum now.” As when he said it, her long-simmering orgasm crashed over her and her body shook and shivered as the pleasurable waves raced to her brain. Cum gushed out of her ass as the men pulled away from her, and Julie felt herself being picked up by three men and placed on her back on the bar. One man got up on a stool and aimed a long, lean dick at her pussy, slid it in her gooey snatch and began to fuck her with long, slow strokes. This was a pace she liked, and she told him so as she rolled her pelvis around his dick. The other two men walked behind the bar, stood on either side of her head, pulled her back and offered her their cocks to suck. She grabbed their cocks and sucked first one, then the other. Before long, the bar had become wet with the combination of her juices and the sweat from her exertions, and sliding around on the smooth countertop brought her added stimulation. The men at her head took hold of their cocks and fed them to her in turn as she reached down to hold onto the man who was fucking her pussy. She wanted him as deep as he could possibly go. Her eyes were screwed shut in bliss as she wallowed in this nastiness. She had never felt so alive! Every nerve ending was taut and humming, like the strings on a piano. Therefore she didn’t see the two men behind the bar fist their cocks furiously over her face. But she sure felt it when they came. The man on her left came first, raining cum over her left eye, across her forehead and all over her nose. Before he was even finished, the man on her right exploded with a cumshot over her left cheek as far as her hairline, over her lips and her chin, and under her jaw. Watching the facial display was too much for the man in her pussy, and a second or two before he came, he pulled out and shot the load all over her stomach, her abdomen and her pubic hair before reinserting his cock in her spasming pussy. As he did he told her to, “cum now, Julie, cum now.” Julie howled as the orgasm broke over her and she felt their sperm hitting her body. She slithered on the counter as two separate waves broke over her. Julie was dazed from the effects of her twin orgasms, but she was ready for more. She was helped off the counter then stood up on trembling legs, still in her heels. “Who’s next,” she said in a shaky voice. “Over here,” came a voice from the first booth on the far wall. “Why don’t you be a good girl and show us what a real slut you are. Come on and crawl over here like a reptile.” Julie gave the man a wicked grin as she fell to the floor, with her guts churning once again from the need to cum. This was so degrading that it was sexy, and her arousal built as she slid over the floor on her belly to her next assignment, with the cum of four men still congealing on her face. “I want a double,” she whispered when she reached the booth and stood back up. “You. On your back,” pointing to the man on her right. “You, I want in my ass as soon as I get his dick in me,” she said to the large black man in the other seat, who was sporting a long slender cock. The men complied eagerly. The first man lay on the table revealing another big fat cock, maybe even a 10-incher. She climbed on the table, straddled his hips and sank her pussy on his dick. She rode him for a few minutes, then she leaned forward, gripped her butt cheeks with both hands and opened up her ass for the black man. He didn’t hesitate, but pushed his long cock easily into her ass. “OH GOD! FUCK ME IN BOTH MY HOLES,” Julie screamed as she felt the big cocks pushing and pulling in her two sloppy holes. “FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME. OH GOD, PLEASE DON”T EVER STOP FUCKING MEEEEE!” She bucked and thrashed so much the two men had to hold onto her to keep their cocks in. Julie had finally reached the zone, where the fuck frenzy consumed her entire being. All she could think about, all she wanted was sexual pleasure. The rest of the world fell away from her as she gloried in the sensations of this sandwich fuck. All too soon, the two men cried out and fired their loads. Julie barely heard or felt them; she was so far into her own pleasure. But she felt it when their cocks wilted and fell out of their respective holes, and she whimpered from the loss and from a renewed need to cum. She didn’t have to wait long, as the two men from the next booth picked her up and carried her over to their booth. These guys, a couple of professional looking men in their early 40s, wanted to try something different. One man got on his back and maneuvered Julie so she was on top of him with her back to him. Grasping his slender, 8-inch cock, he eased it into Julie’s gaping pussy. When it was all the way in to the hilt, Julie became aware enough to pull her feet under her and start to ride the cock. “Hold on a second, honey,” the man said. “We’ve got a surprise for you.” Then he leaned her back until she was resting on his chest. That opened up her pussy, with the cock imbedded inside. The other man climbed on the table, crawled between her legs and began to work his cock into her pussy, as well. By the time he had it halfway in, Julie was going nuts. She had never felt anything like it. She’d never even heard of this being done, but here she was with two dicks in her pussy fighting for position in her gushing, gaping hole. With her pussy so full of cock, they couldn’t help but rub their shafts along her clit, adding to the sensory overload in Julie’s brain. The longer the two dicks fucked her, the harder they got, filling her even further, until they both came at the same time. Julie didn’t need a vocal prompt to cum this time. The feeling of two dicks shooting cum in her pussy at the same time sent her crashing over the top. The man in front finally pulled away, and when he did the other cock fell out of Julie’s pussy, followed by a river of hot, slimy cum. Chapter 21: Julie goes beyond ecstasy Three men from the next booth picked her up and carried her to their table. Two of them sat on the table, and told her to be a good girl and suck their cocks, while the other placed Julie on her knees on the floor. Julie was beyond caring who said what; she just started sucking the two cocks in front of her with a lustful groan, while the third man slipped an average-sized cock in her ass. It took less than five minutes for the two men on the table to cum. The first one shoved his cock into her mouth and exploded down her throat. She had no more swallowed his load and pulled him out than the other man shot a rope of cum across her face that landed in her hair, across her forehead, her right eye and over the right side of her nose. Another big glob landed on her forehead and over her nose; another shot hit her left eye; another splattered across her left cheek; then the last couple of shots hit her lips and chin. Miss Julie Ch. 5 Watching this eruption pushed the man in her ass beyond the point of no return, and he quickly pulled out and shot a prodigious load over her gaping asshole and all over her butt cheeks and her upturned pussy, which was still dripping cum from her earlier encounters. Julie could feel cum as it cooled and dried on her face. She had gooey white streaks of cum crisscrossing her face, and she laughed as she considered how she probably looked. “I think she’s ready for you, Tom,” said the man who had just finished fucking her ass, indicating a sizable black man at the next booth. She looked up at the booth to see sitting on the table in expectation, a man with the biggest, blackest cock she had seen all day. It wasn’t quite as big as the cock she’d taken in the video, but it was still a solid 12 inches long and a good three inches thick. Julie melted when she saw it. She crawled up to the table and licked and kissed this monster. She knew what they wanted; she knew what she wanted. She wanted that thing in her ass. She wanted all three of them at once, and when she had the big man’s cock all slicked up, she got up on the table, straddled his hips, with her back to him and her feet flat on the table. She grabbed the monster cock with her right hand and carefully aimed the bulbous head to her gaping ass and slowly slid her butt down the cock. “Unh, unh, unh,” she gasped as something that felt like a telephone pole filled her rectum. It started to hurt as she got it halfway in, but she was determined to get all of that magnificent meat in her ass. So she held her breath as she suddenly lurched the rest of her ass down on the huge cock until her buttocks were resting on his abdomen. “Good job, Julie,” the man under her said in something of an awed tone. “Not many woman can take Ol’ Leroy here in the ass, and no white woman ever has before.” Julie just shivered as her rectum adjusted to the incredible size of the dick in her ass. Slowly she began to work her butt on the dick, pulling up a couple of inches then dropping back down. After a few minutes, they began to get into a steady rocking motion, and the more they fucked like that the more she was able to ride him. Finally, one of the other two said, “You’ve got to share her now, Tom. C’mon, open her up.” Julie was ready. She leaned back slightly, opened her legs and invited one of the men to fuck her pussy. He stepped up to the table, aimed his 10-inch cock at her swollen pussy and pushed it in. Because her ass was so full with Tom’s cock, Julie’s pussy was actually quite tight, considering how much dick she had already taken the past hour or so. The trio rocked and rolled in unison, then the third man got up on a chair and put his cock to her face and pushed it past her lips. The foursome grunted and groaned like that for nearly 20 minutes before the man in Julie’s pussy began to pump faster. Tom also could feel his cum about to boil out, as did the man Julie was sucking. “C’mon, guys, fuck me hard and cum at the same time,” Julie panted. “Split me in two with your big cocks. GOD, I LOVE BIG COCKS. Please, tell me when you’re ready to cum. I want to cum with you.” Julie suddenly felt the two dicks expand and erupt with what felt like a gallon of cum in her two holes. At the same time, the man who had been getting blown shot a huge load, five powerful jets of creamy white jizz, across Julie’s tits. “Cum now for us, Julie, cum now,” Tom said as his cum spewed into this dirty white woman’s ass and poured out over his balls onto the table. “Now, now, now, you filthy bitch.” Julie felt a white-hot explosion behind her eyes as she felt the most intense series of orgasms she’d ever consciously experienced crash through her body. She screamed, she cursed, she moaned and she panted before the five powerful orgasms finally washed over her. She barely felt the man at her front fall away as she fell back onto Tom’s strong arms. Julie’s head was spinning as Tom finally extracted himself from her asshole and pushed himself out from under her. “I’ll be looking you up again,” Tom said in a tired voice. “Best piece of white ass I ever had right there.” Julie was only semi-aware of being picked up by several strong arms and carried to the corner booth. It was time for the grand finale. Seven men remained who had yet to be serviced and they all sat around the table naked in anticipation. One man lay on his back and Julie’s pussy was planted on the man’s cock. The feeling of being filled again brought Julie around somewhat and she began to slowly ride the hard cock in her cunt. Another man came behind her and filled her gaping asshole with his cock. It’s wasn’t quite 12 inches long, but it was big enough, and she keened and moaned as the two cocks sawed back and forth. Frantically, almost desperately, she begged for someone to fill her mouth, and three men stepped forward. She took two in her hand and filled her mouth with the other, sucking him in all the way to the hilt without so much as a single gag. She worked sloppily on the dick as it pounded her throat, dripping a potent combination of cum and spittle out of her mouth onto the table as she sucked the cock in and out of her mouth. He quickly came and she swallowed as much as she could, then turned to the man on her left and inhaled his cock. She was like a woman possessed as she rode the two cocks in her pussy and ass and alternated sucking and stroking the two cocks in front of her. With a groan, the man fucking her pussy fired his cum, followed closely by the man in her ass. They had barely disengaged from her when one of the two remaining men got up on the table behind her pulled her back and planted her ass onto his cock. This man had a nice, thick cock and Julie groaned as it filled her. One of the men she was sucking moved in between her legs and put his cock in her pussy. He had been close to cumming and he lasted about three minutes before he pulled out and shot his cum on her stomach and on her tits, adding his cream to the cream that had been shot onto it earlier. The other man she had been sucking immediately followed, and he too came quickly, shooting his cum into her flooded pussy. The man fucking her ass groaned and shot his load, leaving one last man that hadn’t had his dick in Julie’s writhing body. He swiveled her around on her back facing his seat and put yet another large fat dick up her cunt, then began to bang her hard. Julie lay back on the cum-covered table in a sex-induced delirium, moaning wordlessly. The man fucking Julie motioned to the remaining men in the room, about a dozen who had already cum once, but who had gotten back up from watching the incredible fucking Julie was doing. They all came over, surrounded the table and started jacking off over her sweaty, cum-covered body. Julie was oblivious. She had her eyes closed tight and her mouth was open as she worked toward a final, shattering climax. The man fucking Julie closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he pumped his hardness into Julie’s sodden pussy. He loved fucking sloppy pussy just about more than anything, and he had paid a pretty penny to have the last crack at the whore, after she had fucked everybody else in the room. So he wanted to make it last, but Julie’s thrashing on the table was making that difficult. Finally, with a groan, he surrendered a tremendous load deep in Julie’s cunt. At that moment, the other dozen men began to shoot their loads, as they all told her to cum now. Julie screamed and exploded as a rain of cum showered over her entire body. They shot cum on her face, her hair, her chest, her stomach, her arms and her thighs. They covered her with their thick, hot cum as she thrashed and moaned on the table with the seemingly endless parade of orgasms. The men stood around her and watched in awe that turned to concern when she jerked hard then passed out on the slimy table. “OK, guys, I think the party’s over,” said Janet, who had walked in from the back. “She’ll be all right. C’mon, it’s time to go.” Before they left, however, all of them shoved bills in a bucket that sat on the cashier’s counter. Some put 20s; some 50s and a couple slipped a 100 in the bucket. It was a nice haul, given in thanks for a great time. Miss Julie Ch. 6 Chapter 22: Julie gets cleaned up After all of the men had filed out of the diner following the Sunday afternoon gangbang, Janet turned back to the woman on the table. Janet's bald beaver was drooling juices down the inside of her legs. She had watched most of the orgy in Michael's TV room, fucking herself with a big dildo while he did some paperwork in his office. She had on her kimono robe as she walked back over to where Julie lay. She was some sight. She lay like a rag doll on the cum and sweat-covered table. She was practically covered in semen. Her face was one shiny mask of cum, she had cum all over her chest, her abdomen and all the way down her legs. But what riveted Janet's attention was the gusher of cum that poured out of Julie gaping pussy and asshole. Just then she heard a noise from the back as Lisette entered the diner. She had thrown a white robe over her body, but otherwise, she was dressed as she had been previously. "Help me get her up and into the bathroom," Janet said. "We need to get her cleaned up a little bit." She said that with twinkle in her eye and flutter in her voice. From far away, Julie heard two women's voices. Finally, she became aware of enough to make out words, "…get you cleaned up." It was Lisette. She opened her eyes wide, then exhaled deeply. "Wow," was her only comment, as she propped herself on an elbow and began to gather her wits. "I don't know what you've done with your life up to now, but you've missed your true calling," said the woman she recognized from the video as Janet. "You were born to fuck. That right there was one of the hottest exhibitions of unbridled sex I've ever seen. You were phenomenal. C'mon, we want to do something for you. Oh, by the way, I'm Janet, and I help Michael run this place." They helped her off the table and onto her feet. "No, no, no, don't," said Lisette when Julie reached up to wipe her face. "Just leave it there for the moment." The request puzzled Julie, but she shrugged it off as they led her to the ladies bathroom in the back of the diner. When they had shut the door, Lisette and Janet discarded their robes and each took the back of Julie's head in a hand. Lisette, on her right, leaned over and began to kiss Julie, slowly at first, then more insistently. Her tongue rolled all the way around the inside of Julie's mouth as if to clean out the cum. What happened next stunned her. Janet leaned into her and began to carefully lick the accumulated cum off the left side of her face. Like a cat cleaning its whiskers, Janet licked cum off Julie's eyes, her cheek and her ear while Lisette kissed Julie almost frantically. Instinctively, Julie's hands went to the smooth crotches of the women on either side of her and she began to stroke their clits. "I told you she's a natural," Janet said as she removed her tongue from Julie's face. Then Lisette moved over to clean the right side of her face, while Janet kissed Julie full on the lips. Sticking her tongue into Julie's mouth, she let loose the big glob of cum that she had kept there and spit it down her throat. Julie stood in the middle of the bathroom shivering in renewed lust. Would she never get tired of sex, she wondered? Never mind that, the feeling of the two women licking the cum off her face, then transferring the cum to her mouth, was so wicked, so nasty that it got her juices going again, and she felt herself rising toward another climax, this time without any prompt. When Lisette was finished, she offered Julie the cum just as Janet did, only she pulled her mouth away when she did, so she could dribble it into the redhead's mouth. As she was doing that, Janet squatted down and pulled Julie's still-dripping pussy to her mouth and began to lick the cum from her pussy. Lisette got on her knees behind Julie, pulled apart her ass cheeks and began to lick cum from her ass. That did it for Julie. Just when she had thought this scenario couldn't get any more depraved, they did this to her and it sent her soaring over the top. She shuddered and shook as she came again, nowhere near as hard as before, but very satisfying nonetheless. When they had finished and had her reasonably clean, they both stood up, and Julie didn't hesitate. Janet propped a foot on a chair, to better open her legs, while Lisette turned around, spread her legs and leaned over against the toilet wall in front of Julie. Julie ignored her raw knees as she knelt in front of Janet first and put her face to the gleaming hole. She had never been this close to a woman's pussy until she had come here, and since she couldn't remember what had happened earlier, she wanted to savor things for a moment. So she pressed her nose to Janet's pussy and inhaled the musky aroma. She rubbed her nose in Janet's pussy and it came away dripping. Then she took both hands and began to finger fuck her, slow and steady. When she had a good rhythm going, she turned and buried her face in Lisette's tangy twat. "Oooooh," Lisette said, more in surprise than alarm. Julie made sloppy noises with her mouth as licked and kissed the bald pussy. "Achem," she heard from her right. Janet had her fingers working furiously on her clit, while Julie finger-fucked her, and now she wanted some of Julie's hot mouth. Julie pressed her face to Janet's pussy and began to lick her steadily, while cramming two fingers in Lisette's boiling cunt. She did the two women just as she would suck two men; she'd lick on Janet some, while fingering Lisette – and fingering for both women quickly meant two fingers in a pussy and two in an asshole – then she'd switch. She did this a half-dozen times before Janet finally convulsed on Julie's tongue, which had been like a whirling dervish on her clit and in her pussy. As soon as Janet came back down, Julie pressed her face to Lisette and was rewarded with a flood of juice as Lisette thrashed her hips back and forth. Finally, they were finished. Julie painfully got up off the floor and stretched her muscles a few seconds. Janet excused herself to head back to the Ponderosa. One of the two girls scheduled to work that night had a 102-degree temperature and couldn't come in, so Janet had to fill in. Lisette stood up also and beckoned Julie to follow her. "It's time for you to relax," she said, and Julie couldn't argue with that. Chapter 23: Julie gets an offer Despite her exhaustion and the screaming pain in her leg muscles, Julie walked up the stairs to Michael's apartment with Lisette with her head high and her shoulders thrown back. If the past several hours had shown her anything, it was that she was going to be very good at this sex business. After all, she thought, she had just taken on and fucked a room full of some 30 men, then still had enough left to please two women afterward. Julie knew she looked a sight as they reached the top of the stairs. Although Lisette and Janet had licked most of the cum out of her pussy and ass, she had been fucked so much, she still had cum oozing out of both holes, and her body still shone from the combination of sweat and cum that covered her from her shoulders to her knees. Lisette knocked on Michael's closed office door, which sat off to the right of the stairway entrance, then opened the door and showed Julie in. "Splendid work, my dear," Michael exclaimed as he walked from behind his desk. He walked over to her and ran the tip of his finger over her breasts, then scooped up a glob of cum that was still dripping off a nipple and brought it to his lips. In spite of herself, Julie felt a shiver of lust course up her spine. The man she remembered as Tony, Michael's son, was also in the room, and she nodded in his direction. "Hope you don't have any hard feelings, ma'am," he said a touch apologetically. "We would never have hurt you." "Oh, I know that now," Julie answered, while marveling at her total lack of modesty at standing here naked and cum-covered around these men, who were essentially strangers. "Still, how did you know I was what you were looking for?" "Just a hunch," Tony said. "I don't think you've ever realized it, until now, but you just ooze sex appeal, and I just sensed it from the moment you stepped into the cab, plus from some of the things you said when you were in my wrecker." In the background, she heard a water faucet being turned on, followed by a heavy flow of water into a bathtub. "Anyway, enough chatter," Michael interrupted cheerily. "Julie, you have earned some rest and relaxation. Lisette is preparing a bath and I've brought in one of our cooks, who is preparing dinner. Take a bath, relax, take as long as you want. When you're finished, you can either dress in one of the robes hanging on the hook or you can just go naked. Personally, I like seeing you naked. You have a wonderful body, and you carry it very well. After you bathe, we'll eat, then we'll talk business. Now, run along, my dear." Julie wondered what he meant by business, but the lure of a bath grabbed her attention, and she decided to just wait and see what happened. As soon as she hit the warm water, which was scented with lavender bath oil, her whole body seemed to relax completely. She luxuriated in the water before taking the soap and washing herself thoroughly. After finishing, she lay back in the water, closed her eyes and when she awoke, Michael was standing in the room gazing at her and the water had grown tepid. "You'll become a prune if you stay there too long," he said gently as he offered her a towel. "I thought I'd better check on you, you were in here so long. C'mon, dinner's ready." Julie decided she wasn't quite ready yet for nudist dining, so she found a peach-colored satin robe that extended to her mid-thigh and was belted around the waist. She dried and brushed her hair – the benefits of short hair, she thought – then entered the Michael's large studio apartment. The room was long and somewhat narrow. Opposite the bathroom was a large dresser with a mirror and a bookcase. The large waterbed sat in the far opposite corner with a small bedside table next to it. Off to the left was a door that led to another small room that she would later learn was the TV room. In the center of the room sat a dining table, and it had been set as if it was one of the finest restaurants in Dallas. A crisp white tablecloth covered the table, and a large vase with three long-stemmed roses – her favorite flower – sat in the middle of the table. A bottle of fine white wine – also her favorite – chilled in an ice bucket, and the dinnerware was expensive-looking china and silver. The menu this night was grilled steaks, medium rare like she preferred, fresh asparagus with hollandaise sauce and pasta. As she and Michael ate, he asked her about her life in some detail, and she spoke freely, warming to him. He may have had her abducted against her will; however, she found that underneath the rough surface she had seen earlier, Michael was a cultured, witty gentleman. He'd been born in England, the son of Polish émigrés, and had not emigrated to the U.S. until he went to college at Harvard. They drank one bottle of wine and broke into a second, and by the end of dinner they were laughing and telling jokes like they'd known each other for years. She thought maybe he was the kind of older mentor she had always needed in her life, but had rarely had. In spite of herself, she found herself falling in love with this man. Lisette entered and removed the dishes while Michael went to his office. When the table had been cleared, Michael returned with a manila folder and sat back down opposite Julie. "The reason I brought you here is because I want you to work for me. Now, here's how the deal works," and he pulled out a legal-looking document. "This is an employment contract, similar to one all of my girls have. The terms of service are as follows: I will pay you $10,000 for each visit you make to the Ponderosa, including this weekend. Beginning the third weekend in June, you will return and will return the third weekend of every other month after that. The contract runs three years, after which time we can renegotiate your compensation, and the contract renews every two years after that. How does that sound?" Julie's head was spinning. Sixty thousand dollars a year, just for coming back here once every other month and fucking anyone who comes along? "I think I can manage that," she whispered. "I've got to ask, however. What if I were to say no?" Michael looked over the top of his reading glasses at her, smiled, and said simply, "Well, I don't think your husband would appreciate receiving this package, would he?" He was indicating a large envelope that she figured contained photos of her in action the past weekend. Julie sighed in resignation. "I figured that's what you'd say. So I really don't have much choice in this matter, do I?" "No, my dear, you really don't," he answered gently. "You're one of the best things that's ever come to this place and I am not about to let you slip through my fingers. Besides, you're going to want to fuck everybody you encounter anyway, so you might as well enjoy it and get paid for it. You will find that I am very generous to my people. I take good care of them, and in return they do whatever I ask. And I will ask, rather than demand, most of the time." Michael went on to explain how her deal would be set up. Her cover would be a job as a part-time sales consultant for a textbook and educational materials publishing company that required six weekend trips to "conventions and trade shows," every other month. She would be paid half of her salary by bank draft from M&S Enterprises at the first of every month. "That's so everything appears kosher," Michael explained. That money would be reported to the IRS as salaried income, and withholding taxes would be taken out. The other half of her salary would be paid in cash upon her departure after her weekend, and, of course, she took home as cash all of her tips, which could be considerable. As Michael said with a laugh, "I don't mind paying taxes; I just don't want to pay any more than I have to." She was to arrive at noon Friday on her assigned weekend and be ready to work by 3 p.m. She would work continuously downstairs until 9 a.m. the following Sunday, doing whatever she was told to do. As had been the case this past weekend, it was anything goes, except for severe pain and violence of any sort. "As you could tell from the video, I allow a little light bondage and mild spanking," Michael said. "But if they cross the line that is set at my discretion, they're pulled out and sent on their way. And I tolerate no violence toward any of my people." Julie just had one question that had been nagging at her all day. "You taped me this weekend. What happens to those tapes?" she asked. Michael had not wanted to get into that with her just yet, but he had to admire her; she didn't miss a trick. "That's where I make my real money," he said with a sly smile. "Those tapes are edited into pornographic movies and are sold overseas. The Japanese, especially, like seeing American women in gangbang movies." Michael anticipated her next question. "Do I also get paid for working in your movies?" Julie asked. Ordinarily, he lied or fudged about this part of the operation to the girls at this stage of the interview process, but he could see that wasn't going to work with this woman. Again, he shook his head in admiration. She may have been naïve about some things in life, but he could tell that where business was concerned, this was one sharp cookie. "That's where the renegotiation comes in after three years," he said. "By then, we can tell if a girl is going to work out on a long-term basis, and if her videos are going to be consistent sellers. If you're as good as I think you're going to be, after three years, we write you a new contract and you get a percentage of the films in which you appear. Depending on how well they sell, it could be as much as a full 1 percent of the gross. Now that doesn't sound like much, and it isn't if you're talking about just one movie. But six visits here a year produces about 30 titles per girl, so if a title grosses, say, $4 million, which is about average, that's $40,000 a pop. Multiply that by 30 titles a year and it starts to add up. I'm telling you, Julie, you stick with me and I'll make you rich. Then you can dump that limp dick husband of yours and live whatever kind of life you choose." That sounded pretty good to her. She had already decided by then that her marriage to Glenn was all but over. Julie then asked about the process by which they had selected her. He told her about the Shell station back down the interstate, and how the station attendant would take the measure of any single, female motorist who stopped there. If he thought they had potential, he would disable their vehicle, bringing them to a standstill, where here would quickly attract the attention of the sheriff's deputy, who was there to make sure the State Police didn't show up first. Then Tony would continue the winnowing process en route to the facility, and finally he, Michael, would check out the prospect and make the final determination whether or not to proceed. If at any point Tony or Michael felt that the woman wasn't going to work out, they would abort the deal and keep looking; and the woman would be sent on her way clueless as to how close she had come to having a life-altering experience. "What happens if you get them in here, get going good and she just doesn't work out for some reason," Julie asked. "We have had a few crap out on us, you might say," Michael answered. "If they give any indication that they aren't up to the pace, like blacking out too early or just not fucking very well, then we turn them out. We return them more or less where we found them, although they're never the same. They wake up with two days lost that they can't account for, with evidence that they've had serious sex and with a sexual appetite that is increased ten-fold. It's kind of funny to see what happens when they try to return to their normal lives, although, we had a couple of women whose new sex drives broke up their marriage. And, sadly, we had one young lady who went crazy because she couldn't figure out what had happened. Last time I checked, she was still institutionalized. I guess you could say that's collateral damage." She was a little alarmed over Michael's seeming indifference to the poor woman's fate. "That's a little cold, don't you think?" she asked. "She was weak-minded," Michael said. "This is not a business for the weak of heart or weak of mind. But Janet will go over all of that with you in the morning. She's a real pro. She helps me take care of the girls pretty well, you'll find." Satisfied, Julie looked over the contract carefully. She realized that if push came to shove, it wasn't likely that the contract would hold up in court, since it resulted from a criminal enterprise, one she was willfully joining, she thought. Still, it was something on paper that would protect her in her dealings with Michael. Chapter 24: Julie finds contentment After reading the contract over, she signed it, then handed it to Michael, and he signed it as well. Then he got up and extended his hand. "Congratulations, my dear, welcome to our family," he said. Julie shook his hand, then pulled him to her and embraced him hotly. What began as a congratulatory hug quickly became a passionate kiss, with their tongues battling each other. As if by magic, their robes fell off their bodies onto the floor as they kissed, and they pressed their naked flesh together. Julie ran her hands down Michael's side as she kissed her way down his throat and over his chest. She paused to lick and nibble on each of his nipples, which stood out prominently from a muscular chest. She found his cock, a lean 9-incher, and began to stroke it lightly, running her index finger over the tip to spread the bubbling fluid around the head. Then she licked her way down his stomach and over his abdomen. Miss Julie Ch. 6 Michael stood in rapture as Julie's talented tongue left wet traces over his body, while all the time stroking his cock slowly. He groaned when she knelt down and sucked each of his low-hanging balls into her mouth, and groaned some more when she sucked both of them into her mouth at the same time. He groaned yet again when she ran her tongue slowly up the underside of his shaft, then back down, getting the shaft all wet and slippery before aiming the head of his dick to her lips. Julie opened her mouth wide, then lightly scraped her teeth over the head a couple of times before drawing his cock into her mouth. She very slowly worked the cock into her mouth, past the entrance and into her throat. She opened her jaw muscles like she had been taught and after a few minutes had him in all the way. Then she slowly backed her mouth away and began to love his cock almost reverentially with her mouth and hands. She had both hands at the base feeding his luscious meat into her mouth. Michael ran his hands through Julie's short red hair in a caressing manner. "Oh baby, your mouth is so hot," Michael breathed. "I knew you were a natural cocksucker." Julie just looked up at him with lust-filled eyes. Leaving her right hand around the base of Michael's cock, she reached between her legs with her left hand and began to stroke her clit. She could feel the sexual energy start to build in her loins as she alternated stroking her clit and fingering her cunt. Julie could feel Michael's thrusts become more insistent, so she pulled her face away from his crotch, stood up quickly and kissed him hotly. "Fuck me, Michael," she said in a husky tone. "Make love to me the way I need to be loved. No one has ever really taken the time to love me properly. I want to experience that with you." "Not even your husband?" Michael asked. "Especially not my husband," Julie answered, telling him about Glenn's lack of sexual technique. "Be a good girl and lay back on the bed, then," Michael said. Julie grinned as she felt her stomach do cartwheels of mounting excitement and she felt her pussy juice begin to flow. She lay back on the waterbed and spread her legs wide. She thought he was simply going to bring his beautiful cock up and fuck her, but instead he lifted her legs, put his face to her pussy and began to kiss, lick and suck her cunt and clit. Michael was amazed at how much Julie's clit had grown just in the three days she'd been there. It was easily a half-inch longer than it had been on Friday. He knew the Venus drug, as he called it, did sometimes make a female's genitals swell when she was aroused, but this was the most and the fastest he'd ever seen a clit grow. So he concentrated his oral attack on the prominent bud, circling it with his tongue or sucking it almost like a baby cock. Julie felt like she'd been electrocuted as the flashes of pleasure coursed through her body, and she rocked and writhed on the bed. Michael cupped Julie's butt with both hands and got up on his knees, pulling her off the bed. He ate her out like a kid eating a cherry pie. He got his whole face in her crotch and ravaged Julie's cunt with his mouth. Suddenly, Julie felt something like the Indy 500 rip through her loins and her orgasm burst over her. "Ummmmmm," she wailed with her eyes clenched shut as the waves of pleasure washed over her. When she opened her eyes, she was back flat on the bed, legs still akimbo, and Michael was hovering over her. He kissed her deeply as he aimed the head of his cock to her juicy opening and slowly entered Julie's flaming pussy. When he finally reached bottom, right at the entrance to her cervix, he backed off a couple of inches and began to slowly, but steadily pump his dick in her gripping cunt. Julie didn't need any prompt this time to feel her body get back on the orgasmic roller coaster ride, and she quickly got a good upward rhythm going to match his downward thrusts. The first thing Michael noticed was that while her pussy had been stretched pretty good from all the big cocks that had been in there that weekend, she was still quite tight. As they fucked, they talked heatedly, telling each one how good the other felt and other sexual gibberish. Michael gave Julie some pointers on how to maximize the pleasure one receives from sex. "See if you can squeeze your cunt muscles around my cock," Michael said. So she wrapped her legs around his waist and practiced clenching her muscles. "Not bad, not bad," Michael said. "Next time you go to the gym, concentrate on your abdominal muscles. You'll drive men wild if you can grip a man's cock with your pussy while he fucks you." They went on like this for the better part of an hour, leisurely and lovingly fucking. Julie couldn't believe Michael's control. No other man she had ever been with, including the many men she'd fucked this weekend, had had that kind of staying power. And it wasn't hard, pounding sex. This was smoldering lovemaking, the kind she had dreamed of in her younger days. Only her second boyfriend, Greg, had come close to giving her this kind of loving, and even he had never been real considerate of her feelings. They could screw for an hour, she recalled, but when he came, that was it, and she invariably had to finish herself off. Michael, on the other hand, was making her crazy with his unbelievably sensual lovemaking. As they went on, Julie started having a series of mini-orgasms that were building her to another stupendous climax. Finally, Michael said, "I want to fuck your ass," and as he did, he pulled his dick out of her pussy and flipped her over onto her stomach. Julie wanted him in her ass, too, but she was still sore from earlier, so she told him to, "Please take it easy back there. I'm still pretty tender." Reaching over to the bedside table, while still lightly jacking his dick, he pulled out a jar, opened it, took a liberal scoop with two of his fingers and pressed them to her asshole. He carefully massaged the cream over the still fairly-gaping rim of her hole, then slowly eased the fingers into her ass. "Ummm, ummm, ummm," Julie moaned as she felt the soothing cream begin to soothe her anus. "Feels yummy." When he had her good and lubed, Michael straddled her thighs, with her legs just slightly open, and eased his cock to her back entrance. Without stopping, he steadily pushed his dick into her ass until he had it all the way in. Julie gave a long, low, satisfied groan as she lifted her hips up off the bed to meet Michael pumping thrusts in her ass. He clenched his eyes shut as he fucked Julie's ass at an increasingly faster pace. Sweat dripped off their bodies as their fucking became more and more frantic. Michael could feel the sperm welling up in his groin as he fucked himself deeper and deeper in Julie's ass. Julie keened and moaned as she neared that climax that had been building for over an hour. Suddenly, Julie felt it explode through her body as his cock pounded her ass. She felt him begin to swell up as she writhed on the bed. Pulling herself out from under him, she rolled over and panted, "Cum on my face, please, Michael. Give me your cum. I want to see you shoot it all over me." With a roar, Michael climbed up and straddled Julie's chest so he was hovering over her head, pulled his cock several times real fast and erupted. Julie watched as his pee hole opened suddenly and a geyser of sperm shot out of it. She squealed and laughed as she watched him shoot his spunk. The first shot hit her forehead, the second across the bridge of her nose. Another hit her right temple, another landed on her left cheek, then he dropped the last few, smaller shots on her lips, chin and throat. As the final shots oozed out of his cock, Julie pulled him to her mouth, sucked him in and cleaned his cock, just as she had been taught. Michael was drained, but elated. He had been searching for another Janet to share his life with ever since Sandy had passed away. He had no doubt that this Julie Jasper was that woman. He rolled off Julie, went to the bathroom to pee and returned to find Julie nearly asleep, her face still wet with cum. He climbed back in, rolled over and went to sleep. Subconsciously, Julie rolled over with him, wrapped her arms around him and fell into the deep sleep of the well contented. She couldn't remember when she had been happier. Miss Julie Ch. 7 Chapter 25: Julie stays another day Like the previous morning, Julie Jasper came to wakefulness on Monday after having had some intensely sexual dreams. The difference was these dreams had been pleasant and pleasurable; she had enjoyed what was going on in these dreams. She cracked an open eye at the clock on the bedside table: 5:32, it read, and the darkness in the room told her dawn was still a while off. The muffled noise from below, however, told her that the diner was humming with the early-risers. Suddenly, Julie realized that while someone still shared her bed, it was Janet’s smaller female frame that lay facing away from her, her long strawberry blonde hair fanning across the pillow. Michael was apparently gone. Julie noticed, too, that as she lay on her back, there was a large wet spot under her butt. Since she vividly – exquisitely – recalled Michael spraying her face with his cum the night before, she surmised that he must have fucked her again in her sleep before he left. Julie shrugged her shoulders as she rolled over and dozed back off. She chuckled sleepily as she recalled the most vivid of her sexy dreams. She had been in a room with a single spotlight on a bed, with a dark background, surrounded by men with hard cocks. She couldn’t see their faces, but she could definitely see their dicks as they took turns fucking her in all of her holes. Suddenly, she was alone, with Michael fucking her hard and, strangely, her Aunt Cora had been in a chair off to the side watching. Maybe that had been when Michael was actually fucking her earlier. In Julie’s dream, her aunt didn’t say anything, but just sat in the chair watching avidly, nodding her head and smiling. It appeared that she was masturbating, although she couldn’t recall actually seeing anything. But Aunt Cora was dressed in her sexiest blood-red nightgown, with the hem of the gown bunched up in her lap and her hands between her legs. In her sleepy haze, Julie decided it meant that Aunt Cora approved of her radical new life. To say that Julie came from a small family would be an understatement. Her mother, Estelle, had been the older of two daughters of the owner of a shoe store in a small town in East Texas: Cora was four years her junior. Julie had been an only child, born in 1960 when her mom was 41, and Cora, despite three failed marriages, never had children. Her father, Ed Leary, had grown up in San Antonio with an older brother and a younger sister. Uncle George had had two sons and a daughter; one son was killed in Vietnam in 1967 and the other died in a refinery accident in 1971, both leaving no children. Her uncle had died four years after that, of a broken heart, they all said. Her Aunt Louise had married an Army man from New York and gone back to live there, and Julie had only met the woman twice, at her uncle’s and her father’s funerals. So that left her cousin Diane in San Antonio, with whom she exchanged Christmas cards, but only saw about once every six years or so, and Aunt Cora, who lived alone in a townhouse in New Orleans. Cora was 74 and still active, although arthritis was starting make walking more difficult and she had started using a cane to help her get around, but otherwise she had aged well. She had frequently visited her sister, who continued to love and stand by her even as she strongly disapproved of her lifestyle. Julie, of course, adored her aunt, because she was so sophisticated and charming, and she always brought Julie the neatest gifts. Then, when they had lived in the New Orleans suburb of Slidell, in the late 1980s, she had become even closer to her aunt. That had been the only thing she had liked about living in Louisiana, and they had stayed in close touch. Many who saw them together were astounded to learn that Julie was not Cora’s daughter. They had the same tall, slender build, the same striking good looks and the same bright red hair, although her aunt’s shoulder-length mane of curly hair was shot through with silver by now. Estelle – and Ed, for that matter – had both been shorter and stockier, and Julie, at a shade less than 6 feet tall, had been considerably taller than both of her parents. Cora McConnell had scandalized her family with her bohemian, feminist lifestyle, but now Julie understood that her aunt had chosen to embrace her sexuality and not hide from it. It had been her aunt who had encouraged her to take an interest in the arts, and to major in theater education in college when her high school interest in the stage became a passion for acting. Her aunt had even run interference for her with her mother on the issue, although her mom had insisted that she earn a minor – nearly a double major – in business. The irony was not lost on her mom that Julie had actually made better grades and won more honors in the business school at Baylor than in the drama department. The point was, Julie thought as she woke up again and glanced at the clock, which read 5:46, Aunt Cora would encourage her to push forward fearlessly with her new self. Julie reasoned that God had made her like this; had given her a sexy, desirable body, an outgoing personality and an apparently enormous capacity for giving and receiving sexual pleasure. Why shouldn’t she enjoy it? Why shouldn’t she share her talents with the wider world? Sure, there were risks, a lot of them. Julie was well-read, and she knew what hazards awaited the careless and unsuspecting. But, she finally decided, she could also get hit by a truck on the way home. There were no guarantees in life, and she made up her mind that she was going to experience everything she had missed by living a sheltered, proper life. As she woke up again, with a start, she understood what she needed to do. Getting up out of bed, she looked around on the bedside table until she found what she needed, Janet’s cell phone. She also found an envelope with her name on it. She picked up the letter and the phone, went to the bathroom and shut the door. After peeing and starting a pot of coffee in the small 4-cup pot that sat on a small serving wagon, she opened the cell phone and dialed her home number. It was 5:54, and she knew she needed to hurry. Glenn left the house at 6:05 so he could negotiate the freeway traffic to his downtown office. She wanted to catch him just before he walked out the door, so he wouldn’t have time to argue with her about her decision. Emily answered on the second ring, “Hello?” “Hi, sweetheart! How was your weekend?” Julie asked her daughter brightly. “Everything go OK?” “Hey Mom!” Emily answered. “Everything went great. Gramma left yesterday afternoon, after Dad got back. Really, it was kind of a quiet weekend. How’s Kansas City?” “It’s been a real interesting visit,” Julie said. “I’ve had a great time! Look, I need to speak to your father real quick before he leaves. Is he still there?” Emily went to get Glenn, who answered the phone breathlessly. “Yeah, darling, what is it?” Glenn said. “Dear, I’ve got some good news and I’ve got some bad news,” Julie began. She had her script just about all worked out in her head. “First of all, the van broke down in Oklahoma. It wasn’t anything serious, but they had to bring the part down from Oklahoma City and couldn’t get it replaced until Saturday. So I didn’t get here until Saturday afternoon, and by then the Hyatt was full. Fortunately, I ran into an old friend, Janet Koslowski, from KU, while I was at the desk trying to figure out what to do.” Julie was talking hurriedly so Glenn wouldn’t be able to get a word in edgewise. “She lives here in one of the suburbs, and offered to put me up for the weekend,” Julie went on. “But here’s the news I wanted to tell you. We were talking at the dinner Saturday night, and she mentioned that she was in sales for a company that contracts with publishers to sell textbooks and other educational materials. And she said they needed somebody to handle their Dallas account, and that I might be what they’re looking for, because of my background in education. It pays $30,000 a year, plus commission, for part-time work. She’s arranged an interview for me at 10 o’clock this morning, and that’s the bad news. If I get the job – and it’s almost guaranteed that I will – then I’ll have to stay this afternoon to fill out forms and go through an orientation. So it looks like I won’t be home until tomorrow.” Despite his need to hurry up, finish dressing and leave for work, Glenn was stunned by his wife’s announcement. “A job?” he stammered. “Why do you need a job? Don’t I make plenty of money? Don’t you have enough to do at home?” Julie felt her anger boil at that last remark. You asshole, she thought, enough to do at home? God, what a sexist question, she thought. “Glenn, I don’t know where you ever got the idea that I was happy being tied to the house by my apron strings,” she said slowly and evenly. “But the fact is I’ve been miserable. I need to get out of the house and do something. I want to do something for myself, for a change. I’ve been a homebody too long. I want to meet people and become involved in the community.” Julie had to suppress a giggle at that. She was going to meet people, all right. She was going to meet them and fuck them, she thought wickedly. “I don’t know about this,” Glenn said in that pompous tone of voice she had always hated, because it emphasized his feelings of superiority. “I don’t know if I approve of you going off behind my back and looking for a job.” Julie just gritted her teeth and couldn’t help the cold tone that entered her voice as she replied, “Glenn, in the first place, I didn’t go looking for this job. It found me. In the second place, I didn’t think I had to get your approval to better myself, or my family. We can use the money, I’m interviewing for the job, I’m going to get it and that’s all there is to it. So I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon. Now run along to work, dearie, and let me talk to Brian.” Julie gave her son some instructions, told him she loved him then hung up. “Yes, yes, yesssss!” she exulted to herself, as she pumped her fists. She could already feel her pussy juicing up from anticipation. She was going to spend the day exploring her newfound sexuality. She wanted to do some of the things she had done in the video, only this time she wanted to be fully conscious and aware of what was going on. She wanted to take on a more active role this time, to suggest some things, and to carry herself to peaks of pleasure unending. She fixed herself a cup of coffee, sat on the toilet to do her morning business, then opened the envelope of the letter that had been left for her. Inside, she found a letter and a bundle of 50 crisp $100 bills. “Dear Miss Julie,” the letter began. “Words are inadequate to describe my joy at the fact that you will be joining our family. I am a man who needs more than one woman in my life, and for two years now, since Sandy passed away, it has just been Janet and me. She is a wonderful woman, and she loved Sandy almost as much as I did. Since then, we have tried out a number of women for that role, and while many have gone to work for me, they didn’t have that special something, which you have in abundance. It is a pity that you have to leave and return to your family, but I understand the importance of obligations. Still, I had hoped the three of us might have a little ménage a trois before you left. However, I have business to attend to in Oklahoma City and I won’t be back until late tonight. I am a patient man, and I hope that one day we can all be together on a more permanent basis. At any rate, you were phenomenal all weekend, but especially last night. You will find enclosed the cash half of your first month’s compensation. Janet has another envelope with your tips from this weekend, something like $5,000, the most we’ve ever collected for a first-timer. Janet has some things she wants to go over with you, some advice and stuff. Listen to her. She’s been in this business a long time and she’s a pro. Best of all, she’s scrupulously honest. You are one of a kind, and I am looking forward eagerly to your return in June. Love, Michael.” Julie thought the letter was one of the sweetest love notes she’d ever read, and she couldn’t wait to see him tomorrow – or tonight – and thank him personally. Then she turned her attention to the bundle of cash and did some quick math. Fifteen thousand dollars times six visits a year to the Ponderosa was around $90,000 a year. That, plus the income from the sex business she was planning to open when she got back to Texas, and her smile got wider and wider. Hell, Julie thought, she could make several hundred grand a year doing this, something her body had come to crave anyway. Do it three years, build up a clientele, squirrel away the money carefully, and she figured she could bank a million or more by the time the contract expired. That would be more than enough to send Glennie Boy packing. And THEN the percentage money from the movies she would be starring in would start to kick in, and she did some quick figuring on the figures Michael had cited the day before. That would add up to about $100,000 a year, and that would be legitimate income, a good cover for the other, illegitimate, income she was going to be bringing home. Without even thinking about it, her right hand had flipped through her pussy lips and found her clit and she was absently twiddling her twat at the thought of her new career and the wealth it could bring her. Finishing her coffee, she decided it was time to shower and get on with the day. She had just stepped under the steaming flow, when the shower door opened and Janet stepped in, still rubbing sleep from her eyes. “I thought you might like some company, you know, to help wash each other’s backs,” she said with a wink as Julie stepped aside to allow her under the spray. They washed each other’s bodies with tender loving care, then hugged each other’s soapy body tightly and kissed with a mounting passion. Inevitably, their fingers found each other’s sex and they each opened their legs to allow the other access to her pussy and clit. They rubbed and kissed and fingered each other until, with a rush, they came together in a convulsive orgasm. “What a way to start the day,” Julie exulted. She felt free, freer than she’d ever been. The preacher’s daughter had become a whore, and she loved it. Chapter 26: Janet and Julie talk business They dried off then sat naked at the table having another cup of coffee. Julie marveled at the fact that she was sitting at a table, naked, drinking a cup of coffee with another, equally naked, female like it was something she’d done all of her life. Janet squealed with joy when Julie told her of the phone conversation she’d had with her husband, and that she’d be spending today there at the Ponderosa. “Oh, Michael will be thrilled. He was so disappointed that he had to leave so early and would be gone all day,” Janet said. “At the very least, he wanted to see you off properly.” “You mean, see me get off properly,” Julie said with a laugh. “Yeah, that too,” Janet answered, laughing as well. After they had polished off the coffee, they decided to get dressed and eat breakfast. They had much to discuss. Julie, in particular, wanted to learn as much a she could about the Ponderosa; she wanted to learn more about Michael and Janet’s unusual relationship; and she wanted to discuss in detail exactly what she wanted to do today, and get Janet to help set it up. Janet slipped on a tight pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Julie found one of her favorite dresses, the one she called her rose dress. It was a light one-piece that reached mid-thigh, white with roses for the design. It was lightly banded just under her boobs and had thin shoulder straps. Usually, she wore a strapless bra with it, because she had just always worn a bra. The idea that she would appear in public braless had never even crossed her mind. Yesterday didn’t count, she decided; that had been a sex thing, part of the weekend. But the idea of going around every day, all the time, without underwear would have scandalized her before, but no more. Now the idea turned her on. She slipped the dress on, fluffed up her hair, put on some light make-up – Julie never needed much make-up because her complexion was nearly perfect – and was ready to go. Not only did she not have on a bra, but she skipped the panties, as well. She reasoned that if she was going to be an available sex provider, she needed to be, well, available. Over breakfast – fruit and a bowl of Cheerios – the two women talked about their lives. Janet, like nearly everyone who met her, found herself liking this personable redhead a lot. She may have been prim and proper beforehand, but she was smart, witty and a good listener. Throughout breakfast, the two women were subject to leering stares by many of the male customers, but they simply ignored them. This was not the time for sex. Julie was there to gather information. Over the course of breakfast, Julie learned that Janet had grown up in a small town not far from Dallas, where she had learned about sex at an early age. She had shown an uninhibited appetite for sex at an early age, and had made it her business to screw as many of the local studs as she could before she shook the dust of her hometown off her feet and made her way to the big city. Janet especially relished telling one story about the time she fucked all the members of her school’s basketball team. “I really came to appreciate the workings of a black man’s cock that day,” she said. “They fucked me every way to Sunday.” Of course, her reputation wasn’t much, but that was OK, she’d only gone back there a few times a year to see her family, after she finished high school and moved to Dallas. Hard times had awaited her in Dallas. The boyfriend she thought she’d been in love with had started sending her out to Deep Ellum to turn tricks to support the cocaine habit they had acquired and to put some meager food in the refrigerator. Her luck changed, oddly enough, when she was swept up in a big vice raid. Instead of an attitude, she had poured out her soul to the detective at the station, and he took pity on her. He gave her the name of a couple of friends he thought could help her out. It proved to be Michael and Sandy. They had taken one look at the girl, frightened but determined, beautiful in a wild, 1980s way, and knew they had a real diamond in the rough. They had cleaned her up, dealt forcefully with the boyfriend and put her to work. They had channeled her sex drive into a positive force and a lucrative source of income. She had been the first of their girls, and they both quickly fell in love with her. Sandy had willed her half of the Ponderosa to Janet, but she still liked to work the line, as she called it. “I just like to fuck, and what better place to do what I like than a whorehouse?” she asked philosophically, laughing sardonically. “How are you with the prospect of sharing Michael?” Julie asked. She liked Janet, but she knew that love is a powerful emotion. “It’s all we’ve talked about for the past year and a half. Michael has, um, a bountiful personality. One woman has never been enough for him. He was married to Sandy, but we’ve decided not marry, so that we can be free to expand our family, so to speak. I knew as soon as I saw you that you could be the one, but it wasn’t until late Friday that we knew for sure. We fucked for an hour watching you perform, and we practically never took our eyes off the screen. It was some of the most intense sex we’ve ever had.” After breakfast, they took a tour of the premises, where Janet introduced Julie around. Julie smiled when she saw the name of the strip club, the Kit Kat Club, same as from Cabaret, her favorite musical. The most audacious, out-of-character thing she ever did in her life before this weekend was to sing for the role of Sally Bowles in the fall of her junior year at Baylor, not too long before her incident at the UT frat house. She didn’t get the part, but it did come down to her and another girl, who got the part only because she’d played the role once before in high school. Miss Julie Ch. 7 Barbara, the woman who ran the strip club, looked Julie up and down, and asked her if she’d ever danced. “No, but I was in theater from the time I was 15 until…” Julie said, and she told her of her theater experience. “But I never really danced,” she said. “My daddy was a Baptist preacher and he thought dancing was the work of the devil.” She laughed at that, but she did get a little pang of guilt. Her mom would have been saddened, but her father would have been apoplectic by this turn in her life. “Well then, damn it, you should have lived longer,” she said to herself, pushing the thought angrily back to a slumbering position. All of the men in her life had either deserted her, played with her emotions or grown distant and domineering, the case with her husband. Only her son had stood steadfast. Only her son… She quickly banished that thought, as well. All of this came in a flash. She returned to reality to hear Barbara saying, “That’s a shame. You’d make a great stripper, with your build. Many of the guys in here prefer their girls long and lean, like you, rather than just gals with big tits. We’ve got a few of those, but we like for our dancers to get themselves in some rather exotic positions, and you’ve got to be pretty supple for that. You would be perfect.” Julie blushed, but the thought excited her. Could she work as a stripper? Of course, she could, and maybe she’d try it on her next visit. When the tour was complete, she and Janet walked upstairs to the office. Janet sat in Michael’s big chair, while Julie sat in the chair across the desk. Janet reached under the desk to the safe that sat there, pulled it open and brought out a bank bag – Commerce Bank of Dallas, her bank, Julie thought wryly. The bag contained some $5,000 in small bills, her tips from the weekend. “Stash this away carefully when you get home,” she said. “Use it for spending money, stash some back for savings, do whatever you want with it, but be careful. Don’t let on to ANYONE that you have it, until you get home then be very cautious with it. When you get to Dallas, my advice is to either buy yourself a small safe, one you can hide easily and put away a good bit of it. American banks are required by law to report to the IRS any deposits over $10,000, so if you bank it here make sure you keep it under that. The feds start getting snoopy if they see someone moving large amounts of cash, because it means someone’s making a lot of money either dealing drugs or whoring, and that’s you. But I’m going to give you the name of a fellow we know in the downtown branch of Commerce Bank. He’s one of our clients, and he knows all the ins and outs of handling large amounts of cash, especially cash that comes in large amounts of small bills. And we also have an associate in the Bahamas, which is where I’d recommend you move the majority of any money you intend to save.” After thumbing through the stack of cash in the bag, she gave it back to Janet for safekeeping until her departure the next day. Janet then gave Julie the name of a doctor in Dallas, another client, who had, in fact, been one of her customers the previous day in the diner. Janet said he was discrete, careful, and very good-looking. She recommended Julie see him at least once a month, more often if possible. “You can never be too careful,” she cautioned. Julie also got the name of good lawyer, a woman, in Dallas who would help her negotiate any and all legal ramifications of her new life. The best part was that these professionals, people willing to help her in this new life, would work pro bono. All she had to do was fuck them on a regular basis, and she got free advice that the rest of the world paid a pretty penny for. Chapter 27: Julie returns to her room Once all of the advice had been given, it was about 11 in the morning. Janet leaned back in the big chair and ran her hands over her breasts in a relaxing motion. She smiled lasciviously as she asked Julie, “Now then, how to you want to spend the rest of the day, my dear?” Julie smiled widely as she told Janet exactly what she wanted to do. “I think that can be arranged.” Julie walked down to the diner and ordered a salad for lunch. She walked back upstairs after eating, and found Janet on the phone. Julie went to the bathroom and locked the door. She knew exactly what she needed to do. Salads always cleaned out her system, and she knew an enema would finish the job quickly. She looked under a cabinet, and sure enough found what she needed. She fixed up the enema bag then sat on the stool. After a few minutes, she left a nice loaf in the bowl. She cleaned herself then did the business with the enema. As she inserted the nozzle, she felt her pussy getting wet. When she was finished, she fingered her clit lightly to keep her mind off the pain in her abdomen. After holding it as long as she could, she let it all out, wiped herself again, and flushed everything. She was ready. Julie had wanted to make very sure her rectum was completely shit-free, because she planned on sucking on cocks that had just cum in her ass. Just the thought nearly made her cum, but she decided to wait, to hold off her first orgasm as long as possible. She relished the idea of the sweet torture that a long build-up would be, leading up to what she hoped would be one of the queen orgasms of her life. When Julie emerged from the bathroom, Janet was waiting at the table. “It’s all set,” she said. “Be a good girl and follow me.” Julie squealed with delight at the news, and at hearing the prompt that really got her going. She was finding that she could start herself off, but the prompt was still the preferred shortcut to a build-up to the orgasm she was beginning to crave. The thought hit her that she hadn’t had a dick yet today, and she was hungry for one. Janet led Julie downstairs and out the back. Julie could feel the juices pooling in her pussy as they entered the back building. Janet heard the moans and groans of a several men in the heat of passion as they passed the first hall that went off to the right. It was business as usual for the noon crowd at the Ponderosa. They went down the hall to the staircase and descended. Instead of turning left to go to the gangbang room, they turned right and went down that hall until they came to a door to the right. There, Julie found the staff dressing room. Once in, Janet pulled the dress over Julie’s head. She ran her hands all over Julie’s body, squeezing her tits lightly, then running her hands over the long legs, then inside Julie’s legs to her already juicy pussy. Janet looked longingly at the orange-framed bush that framed her luscious, but not too floppy, pussy lips and protruding clit, as she ran her fingers lightly through her wet crotch. Janet told Julie to put on a pair of high heels, red to match the ruby studs in her ears, then wrapped and hooked a thin chain around Julie’s waist. Julie thought that was an especially sexy touch. A little glossy red lipstick, and Julie was ready to go. When they re-entered the gangbang room, Julie was delighted to see it full of five handsome, naked men of around 30, all sporting large cocks that dangled softly between their legs. Janet introduced them. Sitting in the chair was Derek, average sized, with short coal black hair and a goatee. Three men sat on the bed. They were Lee, a lanky blond man with short hair; Allen, a shorter fellow, with brown hair and a droopy mustache; and Troy, who she recognized as the young light-skinned black man she had played with in the dungeon. Julie had recalled that as being an especially hot episode in her video. The men were all loyal employees of the Ponderosa, who had eagerly agreed to participate. Free sex was one of the bonuses Michael and Janet offered their employees, and the men took advantage any time it was offered. Derek was the chief cook; Lee the bartender at the club; Allen was head groundskeeper; and Troy was one of the male regulars. Standing to greet her was the large, muscular man with the blond ponytail. His name was Leon, but everyone called him Lion. He was also one of the regular studs, and he seemed to be the leader, much as he had been on Saturday night. But he had a different demeanor today. “Good afternoon, Miss Julie,” he said as he kissed her on the cheek. “It’s so good to see you again.” “To hell with that,” Julie said as she grabbed his face in her hands and kissed his mouth hard, forcing her tongue into his mouth to do battle with Lion’s long, active tongue. When she broke the kiss, she felt herself being maneuvered toward the bed. The group stood at the foot of the bed, surrounding Julie. She felt herself being transported by the feeling of five sets of hands running all over her body. Hands caressed her tits, her butt, her legs and her back; she felt fingers probing her cunt and her ass. “Ah, ah, ah,” moans and sighs escaped her lips as she went around to each one of the men kissing each one just as deeply as she had Lion. “You guys are great! I can’t wait to fuck each and every one of you.” The guys responded with a lot of cheering and high fives, and the sound thrilled Julie to the core. These sexy, virile men were excited – delighted – at the prospect of having sex with her, average housewife Julie Jasper. As if on cue, Lion and Lee reached around to Julie’s backside and gathered her up at the knees. Julie got the idea and wrapped her arms around their shoulders as they picked her up off the floor and spread her legs to the view of the others. A couple of low whistles could be heard, along with Julie’s languid laugh, at the pretty pussy on display. Troy took the lead and knelt in front of Julie. He reached up with his fingers, pried open her pussy lips and ran his tongue up her furrow in one long stroke. Julie gave a long, low satisfied moan as Troy began to eat her out. Sometimes he ate her out briskly; sometimes he took it slowly. Julie bent her head to the right and French-kissed Lion, then did the same to Lee. Allen was the next to get a taste of Julie’s hot, wet and pulsing pussy, and Julie wriggled her hips wantonly as his mustache tickled her clit. Derek was next, and Julie could feel herself rising closer to an orgasm as he got his whole face between her legs and ate her out vigorously, smearing her juices all over his beard. At this point, the two men supporting Julie pulled her away and lay her on the bed. Julie laughed lasciviously as she felt her legs being spread and Lion’s active tongue go to work on her pussy. Looking to her right, she saw Lee aiming a long, slender cock at her mouth. Still chuckling, she told Lee, “To let Mama suck on that pretty cock you’ve got there for me.” Then she opened her mouth and drew him in. When she had him halfway in, she began to work him slowly and methodically back and forth in her mouth. Lee just groaned as Julie gave him what was becoming an increasingly expert blowjob. Slowly she worked her mouth wider and deeper onto his cock until with a vigorous shake of her head, she rubbed her nose in his pubic hair, with his pulsing dick all the way in her mouth. Pulling back slightly, she started working hard on his dick, covering it with the combination of her spittle and his pre-cum fluid. She brought him to where she thought he was about to cum, then squeezed his cock tight and slowed her assault. Julie gave a muffled groan in response to what Lion was doing with her pussy. She couldn’t believe the sensations a man’s tongue could give her. This easily the best oral sex she’d ever had done to her, at least that she could remember. Her two college lovers had made some feeble attempts at licking her pussy, as an attempt at foreplay, but nothing much had ever come of it. And her sorry husband had never – never! – in all the years of their marriage gone down on her. He thought it was dirty and had always adamantly refused. So this was something fairly new to her, and she gloried in the feeling. Lion lashed her clit, then made a spear of his long, powerful tongue and fucked her with it like a small cock. He added his fingers as he licked at her clit and stroked two in and out of her cunt. That got Julie right to the brink of orgasm, when he suddenly quit. She groaned in a combination of frustration and relief. She was frustrated because she had been so close to cumming, but relieved that she hadn’t. She wanted to draw this out as long as humanly possible. She wanted to climb and climb and climb until she finally reached a peak, then she wanted to fall into the abyss of total sexual abandonment. She wanted to feel like she had felt when she was working the gangbang room. She wanted to feel again like she’d felt yesterday in the diner, where nothing else in the entire world mattered except her sexual pleasure. Lion had quit to trade places and give Lee a taste of her pussy before it got full of cum, and to get his dick in the redhead’s hot mouth. Lee, however, had an idea, and he told Julie to get up on her knees so he could eat her out from behind. Lion, meanwhile, moved in front of Julie and held his regal dick to her face. Julie’s eyes widened lustfully as she watched this beauty bobbing before her. Lion didn’t put it to her mouth right away, but rubbed it all over her face, smearing his pre-cum on her cheeks. Julie couldn’t help sticking her tongue out to get herself a taste of Lion’s fat 10-inch cock, which sprouted from a clean-shaven pubic area. She looked around briefly at the other men in the room. All of them were well hung, none under 8 inches, and Troy was even about 10 inches. But Lion’s cock was fatter, and Julie wondered if she could take him in her mouth. She was also getting the pecking order for fucking established in her mind. She decided to start small and work up to Lion. She wanted them all to fuck her one at a time, in an order she felt would give her maximum pleasure. Then, when they had been replenished, as it were, she wanted them all at once. Julie opened her mouth and ran her tongue all over the head of his cock as he held it in front of him. She felt two other men, Allen and Derek, get up on the bed on each side of her. She reached blindly for their cocks as she licked her way down the shaft of Lion’s dick. Behind her, Lee had pulled her butt cheeks apart, bent his head and swiped his tongue down her orange-trimmed pussy. “I like the way your pubes frame your asshole,” Lee said of the light – and wet – orange fur that rimmed her asshole. Then he went to work sucking and licking on Julie’s dripping pussy, covering her with licks and kisses from her clit to the bridge of muscle that separated her pussy from her asshole. And he continued right on up and over her anus, which he began to lick and suck just as he had her pussy. Julie gave a muffled squeal at the sensation of having her ass rimmed by a hot, active tongue. It was muffled because she had finally gotten Lion all slicked up and had opened her mouth wide and taken the large, perfectly-proportioned head of his cock past her lips and into her mouth. Julie worked the fat cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her mouth was open as wide as she could, and drool rolled out of both corners of her mouth. She tried, but she couldn’t quite take it all, so she compensated by sucking and licking lovingly every inch of cock she did have in her mouth. She sucked it for several minutes, before her mouth started to hurt just a little and she drew him back out of her mouth. Chapter 28: Julie’s bonus gangbang “C’mon, all of you,” Julie said, as she climbed off the bed and knelt on the floor. “I’m going to take turns and give all of you a taste of my hot mouth, then I’m going to pick one of you to cum down my throat. OK? Then we fuck.” That was agreeable to the guys, and they surrounded her with their cocks in their hands. Turning to Allen, she grabbed his fat 8-incher, brought it to her mouth and sucked him in. He pumped his cock back and forth in the whore’s mouth before she pulled him out and turned to Troy. He had a long, slender 10-inch cock, with the color of light chocolate milk. “I’ve seen this baby before, haven’t I?” she purred. Troy just nodded as Julie sucked him all the way in to the hilt in one long stroke. The others were blown away by this move. They had heard that this hot redhead was a real firecracker, an insatiable slut who could inhale just about any cock, and here was the best evidence yet. Pulling him back, she worked his cock sloppily back and forth in her mouth, occasionally slipping it back to the hilt down her throat. When she heard Troy’s breathing become labored, she pulled away quickly and turned to Derek, the only one she hadn’t yet had in her mouth. He had a nice 9-inch cock, not too fat and not too slim. As she sucked him in, she decided that he’d be the first in her pussy, which meant that Lee would get the privilege of cumming first, in her mouth. She worked her mouth all the way on Derek’s dick until he too was all the way in her throat. She sucked him for a while then pulled him out, trailing a rope of cummy spittle behind her as she turned to Lee. She didn’t mess around, but sucked him all the way in until her nose was nuzzling his pubic hair. She sucked at him like that, rolling her tongue around the shaft, then she pulled him back, grabbed him with her right hand and began to jack/suck him off, just as Michael had showed her the night before. Lee began to pant heavily as she sucked and stroked him. Lee grabbed the back of Julie’s head and began to work her mouth on his cock. Suddenly with a cry, he pulled her head to his crotch and spewed his hot, creamy cum down Julie’s throat in a dozen strong spurts. Julie squealed in utter satisfaction as she got her first taste of cum for the day. She swallowed hard as she milked all of the cum out of his cock. When she pulled his cock out of her mouth, she showed everyone the last dollop of cum on her tongue, then laughed as she swallowed it down. Julie stood back up, walked back to the bed, lay back down and opened her legs. “You first,” she said, pointing to Derek. He climbed onto the bed as Julie ran her fingers through her drooling cunt. “Fuck me, baby, stick that hot cock in my steamy pussy and shoot your cum deep inside me,” Julie said. She was more than ready. Her pussy had been begging to be filled, but she had held off as long as possible. Now it was time to give her hungry cunt what it craved, what it needed. Derek got between Julie’s legs, aimed his 9-inch cock at her pussy and put the head just past her lips. Julie groaned as she lifted her hips off the bed, trying to get him to fill her pussy. He teased her a little bit by holding the head just inside her cunt. Finally the heat became too much, and with a growl he plunged his cock all the way in Julie’s cunt, until his coarse, dark pubes meshed with her finer, flame-colored hair. They didn’t stay fused long, as Derek began to pump his cock in steady motion. Derek and Julie moaned lustily as he filled her to the hilt, then backed off on the out-stroke. Derek reached up with his hands and kneaded Julie’s tits, then squeezed the hard little nipples. Julie could feel herself surrendering to the feelings of lust, as she climbed ever higher to a mind-blowing climax. But she steeled herself inside. She knew just when she wanted to cum, and it wasn’t now. She wallowed in the feelings, but she kept herself focused on her goal. All too soon, Derek could feel the tingling in his nuts that signaled his imminent orgasm. He slowed down, but Julie’s vice-like pussy and rolling, thrusting hips weren’t letting him slow down much. “Fuck me, Derek,” she said breathlessly. “C’mon fuck me hard and fill me up with you hot cum. I know you can do it. Yeah, that’s it. Oooooh, yeah. Fuck me, baby. Unnnnh, ahh, you feel so good.” Derek suddenly leaned his sweaty, hairy chest onto Julie’s chest and kissed her deeply, tasting Lee’s cum in her mouth as he fucked her harder and faster than ever. With a grunt and a groan, he plunged in deep one last time and shot eight or nine powerful cumshots deep into her cunt, painting her sugary walls with his semen. Miss Julie Ch. 7 Finally, he pulled out, trailing a gusher of his cum. Julie was panting as she ran her hands through her flooded pussy, then she grabbed Derek’s cock and pulled him up to her lips. She ran her tongue and her lips all over his cock until she had him clean and semi-hard again. Next up was Troy. And she rolled herself over then climbed onto her hands and her knees so he could fuck her doggy-style. Troy got right behind Julie and put his cock to her open hole and slowly eased it in until he had it all the way in. Julie moaned and keened as Troy gave her a slow, simmering fuck. He reached underneath her and jiggled her modest tits, as they dangled under her. Julie wasn’t large-breasted at all, but what she had hung just about perfectly, with no droop at all. Her 34Bs sat up high and proud as Troy wrapped his arms around her chest and pulled her up to him. He kissed the back of her neck tenderly, and Julie shivered in lust from that sensation. Troy licked his way down the middle of her back as far as he could bend his head, then licked his way all the way back up, up to the back of her neck, then to her ears, which he nibbled and licked on. An odd though passed through her mind in the midst of her lust. It was that all of her previous lovers had been dolts. None of them had known how to make a woman’s body sing like these guys did. She knew then that she had made the right decision to embrace this new life. She wanted this feeling to never stop, and she was determined that it never would. The feeling of Troy beginning to fuck her with longer, more determined strokes interrupted her train of thought. That feeling was enhanced when he licked the middle finger of his right hand and rimmed it around her anus, even as his left hand held her hips and worked them over his cock. He didn’t put it in just yet, but traced circles around the pink, puckered flesh. Julie moaned louder as the sensations built. “Put your finger in my ass, please,” she begged. And Troy complied. Slowly, he pushed his finger past her anal ring and began to finger-fuck her ass. After a few minutes, he added a second finger, then a third. Julie began to go wild at the feeling of having her ass filled by Troy’s strong fingers while his equally strong cock pumped harder and harder in her cunt. Troy couldn’t hold out any longer. Gasping, he fired a huge shot of cum deep in Julie’s pussy, then pulled his cock out and fired another long rope of cum across her back and over her butt cheeks, finishing up by covering her open anus with the last few spurts. Turning quickly around, Julie gave him the same cleaning service she’d given Derek. Troy staggered off and she motioned for Allen to join her on the bed. Lion stood off to the side, slowly stroking his cock. He knew where Julie was headed, and he couldn’t wait. As for Julie, she was approaching the zone, where she lost all touch with reality and was consumed with lust. Rolling back over, she felt the cum from her back soak into the sheets. Grabbing each of her knees with her hands, she opened herself to Allen’s fat 8-incher. “Fuck my ass, Allen,” she gasped. “Put that fat motherfucker in my butt and fuck my ass.” Allen was no fool. He aimed the fat head of his cock at Julie’s gaping hole and pushed his way past the anal ring. He expected some initial resistance; every other woman who had him in her ass had begged him to take it slow. Not Julie. Her rectum opened right up to him with no problem. The intense feeling, though, evoked a scream of pleasure as his fat cock pushed its way into her rectum. She pushed her hips upward to pull even more of him into her ass. Julie reveled, no, wallowed in the overwhelming feelings. This was the kind of mindless, freewheeling sex she’d fantasized about on the very rare occasions when she got really horny. Julie gasped and moaned as Allen fucked his hard fat cock all the way in, then began to ream her ass with purposeful strokes. Julie couldn’t believe she was climbing that mountain toward that climax that she’d been pushing aside, wanting the feelings to intensify infinitely. Allen kept a steady churning pace as he fucked Julie’s velvety ass. The walls of her rectum gripped him in a muscular vise as if they weren’t to let his cock out of her ass. “Oooooooh, yeah, fuck that ass!” she exclaimed wildly. “Show me what you’ve got. Aww, yeaaaaaaah. Fuck me!” Allen grabbed her legs, brought them together high over his head and pushed his cock steadily in the furrow he’d formed. Lion couldn’t stand it any more. Climbing on the bed, he straddled Julie’s head and dangled his fat, 10-inch dick over her mouth. Julie squealed in delight as she took his marvelous dick in her hands and drew him into her mouth, past her lips and into her throat. She sucked on Lion’s cock with sloppy sucks and licks, getting him liberally coated with her saliva. Then she took him out of her mouth and jacked his cock over her head, watching the keenly at the way it twitched and pulsed in her hot hand. Allen was starting to lose control. This bitch, this housewife, was doing things to his dick with her ass that he’d never felt before, and he was getting close to hosing her hot ass down. Panting heavily, he finally pushed himself to the hilt and sprayed Julie’s rectum with his hot, wet cum. “Yeah, cum in my ass, get it all good and slick for Lion’s big boy,” Julie panted. “You guys are the best. Next time I come back here, I want to do this again, just like this. This is primo.” Allen shot six or seven hard shots deep in Julie’s ass, and just before he squeezed out the last couple of drops of cum, she pulled herself out from under him – his cock made a loud plopping noise as it came unplugged from her ass – then wheeled around onto her knees and sucked, licked and kissed his slowly dwindling dick, cleaning him just like she’d been taught. In this position, her butt was up in the air, with her gaping asshole open in invitation in front of Lion’s blue diamond boner. But first he teased her with it; running the shaft over the open hole, making Julie squirm on the bed, face down, with her eyes closed and her hands clutching the sheet. Lion fully intended to give this whore every bit as much a she had given him two nights before. Julie had lingered an especially long time with her strap-on fucking Lion, and he was inclined to pay her back. But first he wanted to hear her beg him for it, and that was no time in coming. “Oh God, please, pleeeeeeease put your beautiful cock in my ass,” Julie wailed. “I need it so bad. I want you to fill me up with your cock and shoot your cum deep in my bowels. Please, let me have it and make me cum. I’m sooooo close.” Julie was swimming in a whirlpool of sensual, sexual emotions. Her mind was focused on one thing and one thing only, getting herself to the top of that mountain and going over the edge. Lion was ready, too. Holding his cock tightly at the base, he eased it to Julie’s open, swollen anus, and pushed the head easily past the ring. It was once he started to push it further in that Julie started to shudder and quake, as her lust – the unique combination of pain and pleasure that accompanies anal sex with large objects – reached a new plateau. From somewhere, Troy materialized in front of Julie, and she grabbed his shoulders with both hands, then beat on his upper arms rapidly several times as Lion pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her rectum. When she felt his heavy balls slap her the wide-open petals of her dripping pussy, she took several deep breaths, almost panting as she molded her rectum onto his throbbing 10-inch dick. Still panting, she began to move her hips in a slow circular motion, as Lion pulled back slightly to give himself some pistoning space to fuck Julie’s ass. Lion took his time fucking Julie’s ass, and she was right there with him, still holding onto Troy’s shoulders for support. Seeing his pretty brown cock standing up in renewed arousal, she bent head down and sucked him into her mouth, then licked, kissed and sucked the hard flesh with passion as Lion varied the pace of his fucking. Julie would scream in a weltering combination of frustration and awe at his – and her – control. Large drops of sweat fell off Lion’s shoulders and head onto Julie’s back, and Julie was covered with a slick sheen of sweat from her exertions. Lion would build quickly to a frenzied pace, and their cries and yells would fill the room as they hurtled toward a spectacular climax; then he would back off when he felt Julie getting closer to orgasm. Four times he did this, until Julie was screaming and frothing at the mouth in her desperate need to cum. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she chanted over and over as Lion carried her to heights she’d never been. Lion’s relentless cock was stroking longer and longer in her ass and he was spouting his own sexual gibberish. Grabbing Julie’s hips, he pounded his cock in long, brutal, achingly ecstatic strokes, as Julie screamed toward orgasm. Lion raised his head and roared, just like one of his namesakes. “Oh, you fucking bitch,” he said gasping. “You really are a sleazy whore, aren’t you. You want me to fill your hot, fucking ass with my hot boiling sperm, don’t you. You’re just a regular cum whore.” “God damn, god damn, fuck me and make me cum, motherfucker,” she spat back. “Do it, do it, do it. God, I’m ready. Make me cummmmmmmm!” With a loud growl, Lion pulled Julie’s butt to himself, plunging as deep as he could go and let loose with a veritable garden hose of cum. As he did, he leaned over and told Julie, “to cum now, you fucking cunt. Cum now for us, let it all out. Now, now, now!” Julie felt something like Hiroshima explode from her crotch, race up her spine and burst in her brain in a white flash of orgasm. And then, like a wave crashing back off the rocks, it roared through every muscle in her body as she convulsed in orgiastic pleasure. It felt like Niagara Falls as she tumbled through orgasms one after another, while Lion’s cock continued to spear deep in her rectum and spew little bursts of cum deep into her bowels. Slowly, he lay Julie down onto her stomach as she continued to tremble and shake, and her chest heaved from the effects of her multiple orgasms. She went on like that for nearly 10 minutes, before her breathing finally returned to normal and her body finally quit twitching. Lion lay beside her, his shriveling cock still inside her ass. Like a snake, it slowly oozed its way out of her ass, followed by a thick stream of pearly-white cum. Chapter 29: Julie takes on five studs at once After a few minutes, the door opened and Janet walked in. Julie rolled over as she entered, and guessed that Janet had been outside masturbating while watching through the two-way mirror. Janet’s face and chest were flushed and the insides of her thighs were wet from the flow from her pussy. “Here, this might help you guys replenish yourselves,” she said then opened a dresser drawer, pulled out a small travel bag, opened it and pulled out two fat joints. She lit them both and passed them in opposite directions. She then rolled a tray of drinks into the room. Julie had only smoked pot that one time, on her fateful trip to Austin, so this was something new. But Lion showed her how to do it, and even though it made her cough – she’d never been a smoker – she found it had a pleasant feeling to it, mellow, yet intense. Soon Julie’s stomach was churning in renewed desire. When they had finished, Janet left the room, bidding Julie, “a fond farewell – for now.” Julie could see the effects of the weed on the men; they were sporting renewed hard-ons, even Lion, whose cock she had found herself idly stroking to full hardness as he lay next to her on the bed. “I want to play some more,” she said in a tone of mock petulance. Then she bent over and sucked Lion’s cock slowly into her mouth, taking almost two-thirds of it before she had to quit. She sucked on him then turned to her right and found Troy’s hard, brown dick at her face. She sucked him in for a while, as other cocks were placed in her hands to stroke. Julie sat up on her elbows as all five men took turns feeding their cocks into her mouth. Julie wanted to make sure all of her studs were at full attention for what she wanted to do next. Julie pulled the sheets and pillows off the bed and made a pallet in the middle of the floor. When she was finished, Julie lay back on the floor and spread her legs to reveal her dripping pink petals, which gaped open. She instructed Lee to climb in and get her warmed up, since he was the only one who hadn’t gotten a crack at either her pussy or her ass in the previous session. She pulled his face to hers, kissed him deeply, then whispered in his ear, “When it’s all done, and we’re ready to cum, I’m going to let you cum in my cunt.” Lee almost came right there, but steeled himself and slowed his attack on Julie’s velveteen pussy. He pulled Julie’s right leg all the way up and leaned his weight slightly on it as he licked his way from her ankle over her calf. Then he propped himself on his hands and began drilling his cock in Julie’s pussy with strong, steady strokes. Julie reached over with both hands at the two cocks on either side of her head, those belonging to Lion and Troy, and resumed sucking their cocks. She alternated sucking and stroking them, them pulled the men up by their cocks to where she had the heads of both cocks at her mouth. She tongue-lashed the two heads and tried to get them both in her mouth. A stream of drool rolled out of both corners of her mouth as the men battled for position in her mouth. Then pushing them back, she did the same thing for the other two, alternating for a few minutes, then trying to suck them both in. At one point, all four men hovered over Julie’s head, dipping their cocks to her mouth and slapping her face with the hard, wet meat. Julie laughed and squealed as she played with the four hard cocks that dangled overhead. She could feel another queen orgasm coming, and it was time to get the show on the road. Shooing the men away from her face, she reluctantly pulled Lee out of her pussy and stood up for a moment. Julie was breathing heavily as she got things arranged. She placed Lion on his back, with his luscious 10-inch cock standing up straight and proud. He grabbed the base to steady it, and waved it her in a kind of salute. Julie swung her right leg over Lion’s hips, grabbed his dick out his hand and aimed it at the wet opening to her pussy. She rubbed the head over the opening a couple of times, then ran the head over her swollen clit two or three times before slipping the head past her entrance and sliding down his pole in one smooth motion. “Ah, gawd, it feels soooo gooood!” Julie moaned as she impaled herself on Lion’s fat cock. Lion grabbed Julie’s hips and kept them firmly planted on his smooth-shaved abdomen, so his cock was buried to the hilt. Holding her tightly, he thrust his cock at her hard and deliberately three, maybe four times. Julie threw her head back and exhaled noisily. Then he released her hips, and she started moving her lean frame up and down on his dick, fucking all the way up until just the head was in her pussy, then settling down in a rotating motion back down until her ass was resting on his balls. Lion kept his hands lightly on her hips, as if to guide her up and down on his dick. Reaching further between her butt cheeks, Lion pulled Julie’s perfect heart-shaped ass open, showing off the reddened, gaping wet opening of her ass. Julie leaned her head back and told Lee to put his cock in her ass. Lee didn’t hesitate, but pushed the head of his cock past Julie’s distended anus and into her rectum in one long rip. Julie howled as her passions mounted and swelled from what was fast becoming her most favorite thing to do in the whole wide world, and that was to have a big, hard cock in her pussy and her ass at the same time. A double, she believed they called it. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, double-fuck me like the flaming whore I am,” she said suddenly, wildly. She was a sex machine she felt the twin hot spears of flesh pumping together, with only a muscular membrane separating pussy from asshole. Troy walked in front of Julie and offered her his long brown dick. She inhaled him, drawing him all the way to about two-thirds of the way in her mouth. Then, flapping her lips to get more of him in her mouth, she wetly drew the remaining length into her throat. Troy backed away and let her head and mouth do the work and he pulled it back and forth in Julie’s ravenous mouth. On her two sides, Allen and Derek pressed their dicks into her hot hands, and she closed her fingers around the wet shafts and jacked them off in rhythm to the dicks that were filling all three of her orifices. Sliding her mouth off Troy’s cock, she turned to suck down Derek’s nice, 9-inch dick. Julie would reflect later on how odd that she now thought of a 9-inch cock as… nice and average, when before this weekend she’d never seen a 9-inch cock. As Lion and Lee moved Julie’s hips up and down on their cocks, Julie made the rounds sucking Allen, Troy and Derek with eagerness. After a good bit of this, Julie felt it was time to switch, so she pushed Lee out of her ass and climbed off Lion, so he could slide out from underneath her. Allen quickly replaced him and Julie sat right back down on his fat, stubby cock. It slid in perfectly and she pumped herself up and down on him several times to get him good and lubed. It didn’t fill her quite the way the others had, but he compensated with his girth. He stretched her pussy lips as he pumped his cock up into Julie’s cunt. Julie’s gaping asshole seemed to wink at Derek in open invitation, and he jumped up and fisted his cock to her ass and slid it in. Julie’s mind was a maelstrom from the effects of the weed and the build-up of her lust. Her body tingled with nervous sensations as her studs gave her the fucking she so wanted, so needed. She wanted to leave here thoroughly fucked, because there was no telling when she’d get more cock once she got back to Dallas. So she threw away every thought but obtaining the most pleasure she could out of this wildly wanton moment. Lion had taken up position in front of her, and Julie eagerly sucked his cock, tasting her copious juices as he plunged in her mouth as far as she could onto his dick. As before, she alternated sucking and stroking Lion, Lee and Troy while she rode between the two men fucking her pussy and ass. Julie’s mind was reeling and she knew she was getting close, oh so close, to another shattering orgasm. It was time to finish this dance. She knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted them all to come in her and on her at the same time, while she tumbled in another series of explosive orgasms. Her studs knew what to do, also, and they kept their bodies under tight control as they worked themselves around this sexy redheaded bitch. Giving Derek a kiss, she pushed him back and extracted herself from his cock then she climbed off Derek. Gesturing frantically, she had Troy lie down, with his milk-chocolate colored pleasure stick waving invitingly. Julie turned her back to him, stepped over him, straddling his hips, then lowered herself to his cock. When she had gotten into a squatting position, with her dripping asshole right over the head of Troy’s dick, she leaned back with one hand on his chest to prop herself up and the other to guide his cock to her ass, and lowered herself onto his long, snaky tube. When he reached bottom, Julie started losing it. She gripped Troy’s chest with her hands as Troy cupped her butt cheeks in both hands and worked her hips up and down on his cock. When Julie had finally gotten readjusted to Troy’s length, and they had established a good fucking rhythm, she licked the first two fingers of her right hand, spread open her pussy lips and told Lee to, “C’mon and fuck me. Make me into a Julie sandwich. C’mon, baby, fuck me, and y’all make me cummmmm!” Lee knee-walked his way up to where Julie’s gaping gash was open wetly, while Troy pumped his cock up her ass like an oil derrick. He grabbed Julie’s hips and forced his cock into her cunt in one huge thrust. Miss Julie Ch. 7 Julie threw back her head and howled like a banshee as she felt Lee’s long hard cock move in and out of her box. He didn’t have the thickest cock of the bunch, but, man, was he active. He fucked Julie in a circular motion, so that every time he thrust it seemed like he was sliding right over her bulging clit. Julie, of course, didn’t howl long, because her mouth was again filled with cock. Lion stood to Julie’s left; Derek to her right. They were holding their cocks and rubbing them all over her face. Occasionally, one or the other would push his cock into Julie’s mouth and she’d suck for a while. Allen stepped between Lee and Julie and rubbed his cock over and between her tits. Grabbing the sides of her breasts, he tit-fucked her for several minutes. Julie was lost in lust. She gloried in the feelings of absolute surrender to wanton sexuality. She wanted to be surrounded by hard cocks for the rest of her life, and she had every intention of doing just that, starting right now with these five hard studs. She could feel it coming, coming, coming, building ever-higher as the five men devoted themselves to taking Julie as high as she could go without letting her go. But all of them could feel it rushing to a climax. Breathing started getting labored; exhortations of lust became more frantic, more shrill; the thrusts of the men became more insistent. Julie tried to concentrate on each cock that was in her, giving her such pleasure. There was Troy, long and deep in her ass; Lee, still tracing circles back and forth in her twitching, smoking pussy; Allen, stroking his fat cock as he rubbed it all over her chest; Derek, to her right, rubbing his cock over her face and hair; and Lion, filling her mouth with his purple, pulsing penis. It was so good, and she just knew this was going to be another spectacular series of orgasms, as good, if not better, than the one before. And she was more than ready for it. Unlike her previous orgasms, which exploded like a nuclear bomb, this one was more like a volcano. She could feel it swelling and flowing inside of her, like underground lava. Panting heavily as the feelings built to a crescendo, she gasped for everyone to cum together, and to be sure they told her what she needed to hear. Unbelievably, all five men doubled their thrusts and their cocks ballooned impossibly. They all started telling Julie what a slut she was, what a dirty whore she was, how she was their bitch from now on. Julie moaned deliriously as she heard them call her what she really was. Then Lion said it. “Cum now for us, Miss Julie, cum now,” he whispered. That broke the dam. With a choking cry, she started shaking and writhing as her orgasm crashed over her body. In response, the others started in and the orgasms just kept coming. If her previous series of orgasms had been Hiroshima, this was Mount St. Helens, and it felt like the top of her head was exploding, just like the mountain did when it blew. Julie’s tremulous orgasm was too much for the men to handle. Allen was the first to lose it and with a roar he shot a tremendous cum load all over Julie’s tits, up her neck and over her jaw. A split-second later, the rest of them exploded in a feeding frenzy of ejaculation. Lee and Troy pushed their cocks upward at the same moment, while pushing Julie’s hips down, and they burst simultaneously, sparking Julie to another series of orgasmic shudders. Lion and Derek jacked their cocks hard and showered Julie’s face with cum. Lion shot a huge rope of cum across Julie’s face, which streaked across her face from her hair, over her right eye and her nose and cheek, and he followed that by peppering her lips, cheek and chin with his foamy cum. Derek shot his load across her right cheek and over her mouth. Julie’s mouth overflowed with a combination of sperm and spittle. For long, long minutes, all six of them shook and shuddered from the volcanic orgasm they had all shared. When at last, everyone had subsided, the men slowly, reluctantly extricated themselves from Julie’s heaving body, and she was laid down on the pallet for a little bit of rest. “Wow,” she said slowly. “That was great!” She gave them each a deep kiss as they filed past her and out the door. After they had left, Julie sat with her back to the bed. She threw her head back and exhaled languidly. She was tired, but not exhausted; depleted but not empty. She was sure she could go some more. There was still much she wanted to do today, and it was only about 4 p.m. Her body glowed and her clit still tingled. Idly, she pulled drops of the wet cum from her face then licked her fingers. Mmmm, cum tasted so good, she thought with an air of satisfaction. She wiped all of the cum from her chin down over her chest, then rubbed all of the cum all over her chest and stomach. She loved the slimy, filthy way it made her feel, and she liked the aroma of fresh cum all over her body. She reached between her widespread legs and ran an index finger up her crotch. She felt her asshole, which still gaped open, with Troy’s cum still gushing out onto the sheet. She dragged her finger between her pussy lips and drew some cum out of her vagina. She brought the dollop of cum to her lips and licked it off her finger. Yeah, she was ready for more, and her wishes were soon to be granted. Miss Julie Ch. 8 Chapter 30: Julie and Briscoe go another round Julie Jasper chuckled ironically as she eased the minivan into traffic. It seemed like it had been another world since the last time she had been on I-35, she thought. Then, four days previously, she had been an innocent, an average suburban housewife. Now? Now, she was slut and a whore. She smiled at that thought. No doubt she was a slut, made that way by Michael's skillful machinations. She had the cum to prove it, in her cunt, in her ass, and in her stomach from her final stop at the Ponderosa. Ah, the Ponderosa, she thought contentedly, where she had finally, at age 37, become a real woman. There was no doubt, too, that she was a whore. She had her bank bag containing over $10,000, her earnings from her inaugural weekend of sex, safely packed in her suitcase as proof. Not only that, but she had a list of ready-made clients in the Dallas area that she would soon be contacting for regular paid sex. The logic was unassailable; if she was going to want to fuck every man – or woman – she saw anyway, she might as well get paid for it. As the miles began to pass, she thought back in detail to the weekend, and she felt the now-familiar tingling in her clit that told her she was getting hot. She pulled the sides of her wraparound skirt apart and ran a finger through her juicy pussy. She gathered up a few droplets of cum that still seeped from her slit with a finger and brought it to her lips. She licked her finger lovingly, savoring the taste of cum. As she did, she thought back to her final, frantic hours at the Ponderosa… Julie must have dozed because she awoke with a start when Janet entered the room where she lay on the floor, with her head leaning back on the bed. "I hope you aren't already fucked out, girl," Janet said briskly. "I've got plenty more in store for you." "No, I was just resting a minute," Julie answered. "Good," Janet said. "Anyway, I've got someone who wants to meet you, and she's got a surprise for you, as well." Just then, the door opened and a naked girl walked in pushing a cart. The girl was shorter than average with white-blond hair, cut short, but not near as short as Julie's. She had full tits and a clean-shaved pussy. "Julie, this is Crystal. This is Julie, our new gangbang girl. Crystal is one of the regulars who is just taking a quick break." Crystal pushed the cart in and without saying a word stepped up to Julie, straddled her chest, then her face, as Julie slid down until she was propped on her elbows, and lowered her pussy onto Julie's mouth. Julie licked the girl's pink, swollen clit, then, just as Julie put her mouth fully on Crystal's cunt, the young blond relaxed her abdominal muscles and squeezed out a generous dollop of cum into Julie's mouth. Julie gave a muffled squeal of delight as she swallowed the offering, and licked and sucked trying to get more. Crystal rubbed her clit all over Julie's mouth and nose as she humped the redhead's face. Suddenly, with a sharp squeal, Crystal came on Julie's mouth. She humped hard on Julie's face until the spasms receded. "Pleased to meet you," said Crystal, when she had gotten her breath. "Gotta go. Hopefully, I'll see you when you come back." Then she was out the door and gone. With that, the two women turned their attention to the tray that had been rolled in. On the top level sat a sandwich tray and a pitcher of ice water with two glasses. The two women each ate a sandwich in silence, Julie still sitting on the floor, Janet in the chair. When they had finished eating, Janet went to the cart, opened the cabinet below and pulled out a pint bottle of Jose Cuervo Gold and two shot glasses, along with a shaker of salt and several sliced lemons. "I think you mentioned sometime this weekend that vodka makes you a little crazy, didn't you?" Janet asked. "Well, I'm wondering what effect another clear liquor might have on you." Julie said it was true that every significant sexual encounter before this weekend had come about from drinking a clear alcohol. "Here we have my favorite among liquors," Janet said. "Let me introduce you to my friend El Diablo de la Mescal, or what us Yanquis call te-kill-ya." Julie knew enough Spanish to know that her new friend was talking about the devil in something, but she'd never experienced tequila before, so she wasn't sure what Janet was talking about. "Tequila comes from the mescal plant, which the ancient Indians used to use it in their hallucinogenic rituals," Janet explained. "They'd get really blasted on mescal, or peyote, and they'd have these huge orgies." Janet said this with such a straight face that Julie burst out laughing and Janet joined her in her mirth. Julie had never had a sister, or a brother, so she was finding herself becoming very close to this woman who had such a hard exterior, but who was still a softie inside. Janet showed Julie how to take a shot of tequila, then offered one to Julie. She picked up the glass, licked the salt from her hand and downed the golden liquor in one throw. The buttery taste was smooth, but the kickback caught her by surprise and she coughed hard several times. But Julie liked the immediate warm glow that settled on her, and she liked it better after they had downed two more apiece. Janet took a fourth shot, but Julie passed. She was feeling the familiar rumbling in her abdomen that said she was ready to fuck again. She had rested, eaten and had something to drink, and now she was ready for more dick, more cum. She felt her pussy juice begin to flow anew along with the warm feeling that enveloped her entire body. Janet and Julie remade the bed, sort of, then Janet told Julie to lie down on her back. Julie spread her legs in anticipation, and Janet ran her fingers lightly through Julie's drooling cunt. "What we're going to do now is pull a train," Janet said. "I've got about 30 men waiting upstairs who are going to come in here one at a time. They are going to do whatever I tell them to do to you and cum wherever I tell them to cum. They may come in, fuck your ass, then shoot off on your face. Or you might give a blowjob and at the last second, have them stick their dicks in your cunt and fill you up with cum. You're never going to know what's coming. Your job is to do whatever they tell you to do, whether it's lay on your back, climb on your knees or straddle their hips. Can you handle that?" "Mmmmmmmm, you know I can, baby," Julie purred. She couldn't believe how horny she was at the moment. She had less than an hour before had the second of two consecutive utterly gut-wrenching orgasms, either one of which would have drained the average woman, and here she was eagerly anticipating being fucked by a succession of some 30 men. The thought of what was about to happen gave her a thrill, a thrill that was compounded when Janet whispered in her ear, "Do be a good girl and give us a good show." Julie laughingly called Janet a dirty bitch as Janet headed out the door to begin the festivities. The laugh died into a long moan, though, as Julie's arousal intensified. She ran her hands all over her sticky, filthy body and between her legs as the first man entered. The next three hours were a blur of big cocks and flying cum for Julie. Some wanted to fuck her pussy missionary-style, others doggy-style. They fucked her cunt, her ass, her mouth and her tits. About half of them came in her writhing body; others spewed their cum on her body. Soon, Julie was covered in the stuff. She periodically ran her hands over her body as if to cover every last inch of herself with spunk. Twice, men came in bearing tequila shots, which Julie downed like a pro. Julie's head was already spinning from an overload of sex, compounded every so often by a whispered urge for her to cum now, and she would cum again, although nowhere near the intensity of her earlier orgasms. And, of course, the tequila was making her feel wild. But at the end, they left her hanging on the edge of another orgasm, when Janet reentered the room. She was almost taken aback by Julie's appearance. It wasn't just her cum-covered body, but rather the wild, desperate look in Julie's big brown eyes as she lay on the bed wiping cum off her face and into her soaking wet hair. "I need to cum," Julie said very deliberately as she practically shivered with lust. "Well, I have just what you need," Janet answered. She stuck her head out into the hall and motioned someone to come on in. Julie felt a thrill run down her spine when she saw Briscoe's huge bulk fill the doorway. "You got him for me!" she cried, and she pulled herself up to meet Briscoe's embrace. "How's my missy doing?" he asked in his soft voice. "Been fffffuckin'," she replied drunkenly. And, she realized, she was definitely drunk. But she was handling it OK, especially now that her special treat had arrived. Janet eased out of the room as Briscoe and Julie kissed long and hard. The contrast could not have been more severe: Julie's fair complexion and slender figure with Briscoe's coal-black skin and huge, muscular physique. Briscoe sat down in the chair and set Julie on his lap. Julie was losing herself in Briscoe's lips and tongue, which was dancing wildly in her mouth. Sitting like she was, she could feel Briscoe's tremendous cock sticking up between her legs. Looking up at Briscoe with a mixture of insane lust and awe, Julie let herself slide down Briscoe's legs onto the floor. Briscoe spread his legs and urged her on with a nod. Julie stroked the massive cock lovingly with her hands. She hadn't had a chance to really appreciate this magnificent meat when she'd been drugged and out of it on Saturday, so she wanted to take her time. Besides, she thought with a trace of apprehension, it's going to take some time to get this thing in my cunt. After stroking him for several minutes, Julie determined that Briscoe was full hard. She shook her head in disbelief at the cock she held in her hands. It was 15 inches of proud black dick and somewhere between 2 ½ and 3 inches thick. She put her head between Briscoe's legs and inhaled his aroma. His clean smell contrasted sharply with the ripe odor that wafted from her sweaty, cum-covered body. Taking her tongue, she methodically licked his cock from the base to the head, then she descended down the shaft with her lips, licking as she worked her way back to his large, low-hanging balls. She took one, then the other into her mouth and sucked carefully. Briscoe sighed contentedly. For some reason, he had taken a liking to this new girl. She was mature, yet willing to learn. He had heard something of her story, that they were helping to unlock this woman's long-suppressed sexuality, and it intrigued him. He liked her even more when Julie positioned her head over his dick, opened her mouth and slowly pushed the head of his dick into her mouth. She could only get the head and about 3 or 4 inches into her mouth, but those inches were getting a workout from her ravening tongue and widespread lips. Drool flowed out the corners of her mouth and onto the shaft of his cock, which she worked with her right hand. All too quickly, her jaw started to ache and her eyes were watering, not to mention her flaming pussy, which still had not had orgasmic relief. Julie panted almost like a dog when she removed her mouth from Briscoe's cock. Briscoe stood up and beckoned Julie to join him on the bed. Julie lay on her back, with her legs spread, fearfully but eagerly awaiting Briscoe's cock. But first Briscoe wanted to inspect Julie's goods. He ran his hand from her asshole to her clit, then began to fuck her pussy with two of his huge fingers. Julie trembled with mounting lust as Briscoe worked his hand first in Julie's pussy, then in her ass. "Y'know, I think you're ready for me," he said. "Looks like you've taken a lot of cock today, missy, gotten that fine pink pussy good and stretched and ready for Ol' Briscoe. And I'm glad you got a lot of cum in them holes; it'll ease the entry." Julie just looked up at Briscoe with a pleading look. She moaned in lust as Briscoe climbed between her legs and aimed the plum-sized head of his dick to Julie's gaping cunt. Pushing forward slightly, he felt the head pass Julie's pussy lips, and that's when Julie really began to lose it. "FUCK ME, DAMN IT!" Julie yelled as her arousal took a quantum leap. "RIP ME IN TWO WITH YOUR BEAUTIFUL BLACK COCK." "You want it, missy, here it is," he panted. He pushed forward some more, steadily sinking inch after inch of his black monster deeper and deeper in Julie's cunt. The thrust of Briscoe's cock completely took Julie's breath away, and her whole body began to shake as she felt herself being filled and then some with Briscoe's cock. In Julie's mind, everything in the whole world fell away as she concentrated on the sensations of being filled by a 15-inch dick. Julie worked her cunt upwards to get more of Briscoe's cock in her sodden pussy. And suddenly Julie felt Briscoe's kinky pubic hair rubbing up against her clit and she realized that he was completely inside her. She'd taken it all! "OHHHHHH! FUCK MEEEE!" Julie wailed breathlessly as she began to experience a series of small orgasms that continually built in intensity. She was beyond any reason or conscious thought other than enjoying the most intense fucking of her life. For his part, Briscoe was amazed. She had taken him all earlier, but that had been different, it didn't count in his mind. He figured that women on the drug they used weren't really aware of what they were doing. Now Julie – this white housewife – was aware and cognizant, and she had not only taken him all, but she was loving every second of it. Like a train engine, Briscoe started his pumping motion slowly, giving Julie's obscenely stretched cunt a chance to adjust to the size. But the more they fucked, the hotter they got and the faster they pumped. Julie had her arms wrapped tightly around Briscoe's back and her nails dug into the flesh as she mindlessly fucked up to meet Briscoe's savage downward thrusts. Julie was moaning and groaning, keening and wailing. The only sounds coming from the couple were Briscoe's animalistic grunts and Julie's high-pitched cries of ecstasy. Briscoe dropped his head to Julie's and they kissed again, her delicate lips engulfed by his thicker, rougher lips. There was only one thing that would make this better, he thought. And without even thinking, he pulled his cock all the way out of Julie's pussy with a loud sucking sound. Julie cried out in frustration at losing Briscoe's cock from her cunt, but then growled in anticipation as Briscoe lifted her legs high and aimed his cock at Julie's asshole, which was still quite loose from its earlier workouts. It took Briscoe three tries before he managed to push his head past Julie's anal ring. As Briscoe slid his dick slowly into Julie's ass, a piercing scream filled the air. "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE GOING TO SPLIT ME OPEN. OH GOD, IT FEELS SO GOOOOOD!" Briscoe was starting to get close as he pumped his cock deep in Julie's ass. He was further amazed when she was able to take all of his massive cock in her ass. And now the fuck frenzy fell on them in earnest. Julie and Briscoe fucked each other wildly as they approached a shattering orgasm. Suddenly, Briscoe pulled his cock out of Julie's ass and rammed it up her pussy in one terrific thrust. Julie started shaking and moaning as he filled her cunt once again. Then it was back in her ass, and Briscoe wildly alternated fucking Julie's pussy and asshole. Finally, Briscoe could feel the telltale tingling in his scrotum that told him his cum was about to fire. He wanted to fill both of this white whore's holes with his hot cream, and pushing deep in Julie's ass one final time, his cock exploded with two huge cumshots. Squeezing the base of his cock to momentarily stop the flow of cum, he pulled it out of her ass for the last time and he plunged back into Julie's pussy, letting the rest of his hot, boiling load fill Julie's pussy. Julie was beyond caring. At the first spurt of Briscoe's massive cock in her ass, Julie exploded with an orgasm that topped even the two from earlier in the day. If the first one had been Hiroshima and the second one Mount St. Helen's, then this one was Krakatoa, an all-consuming series of shakes and trembles, moans and whimpers. Julie lay on the bed writhing and moaning from her orgasms – all unprompted – as Briscoe slumped onto her body, his cock still embedded in Julie's cunt. He wrapped his arms around this woman that he knew now was very special. No other white woman had ever taken every inch of his dick in her pussy, let alone her ass. But this one had. After 10 minutes, Julie's orgasms were finally too much and she slumped back on the bed, passed out. Briscoe finally, reluctantly, pulled his still semi-hard cock out of Julie's cunt as Janet returned to the room, her face flushed, with pussy juice, and maybe someone's cum, coating the insides of her thighs. She threw Briscoe his pants, then motioned for him to wrap Julie in the soaking wet sheet, pick her up and carry her to the upstairs apartment. The diner was still open, but the cook had gotten used to seeing unusual things at this place, so he didn't think anything about a huge black man carrying a sleeping woman in his arms. On Janet's instructions, Briscoe laid Julie on the floor in the bathroom, then bent down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. He saluted Janet as he left. Chapter 31: Julie and Janet share Michael Julie started coming around about the time Briscoe started climbing up the stairs. She languidly put her arms around his neck and basked in the security of knowing that she counted this gentle giant among her friends. Once she'd been deposited on the bathroom floor, Julie sat up and leaned against the little chair that sat against the wall. Janet was already preparing a bath, which she needed almost as much as Julie. She'd masturbated and cum so much watching Julie in action that she was also a sweaty mess, and that's not to mention the three men she had pulled out of Julie's train to fuck her instead. Noticing that Julie was semi-awake and coherent, she turned to the redhead with a smile. "So, did you enjoy your day today?" she asked. Julie let a shit-eating grin slowly light up her face as she replayed the day in her memory. "Man," was her only comment. When the bathtub was full, Janet took Julie's hand, pulled her up and together they descended into the warm, scented water. After plunging completely under the water, Julie laid her head back on the edge of the tub and closed her eyes, drinking in the relaxation of the bath. She was exhausted and sore, especially between her legs, but she was also supremely satisfied. This had been the best day of sex she'd ever had, and she had thoroughly enjoyed herself. Janet came over next to Julie and they wrapped an arm around each other's shoulder and simply snuggled together in the tub for a few minutes before they got on with the business of cleaning the filth from their bodies. They washed each other lovingly, these two women from vastly different backgrounds, but with an unspoken common bond. Julie, of course, had had no siblings, and Janet had had just two younger brothers. Janet had once asked Santa Claus to bring her a big sister, but none had been forthcoming until Sandy helped pull her out of a dead-end life. But Sandy had been gone two years now, and Janet had yearned for another big sister to take Sandy's place. Now, she believed she had found her in the person of Julie Jasper. Janet spent extra time bathing Julie's crotch carefully. She started to rub the swollen clit, but Julie stopped her. "It's too sore right now," she said. "Briscoe really turned me inside out. He is a fabulous fuck, but, man, he's big." Janet understood, having had the man herself a time or two. So she settled for kissing Julie full on the lips for what seemed like a very long time. "I think I love you," Janet whispered. Julie answered without thinking, "Oh, I love you too. I can't thank you enough for opening me up to this world of pleasure." Miss Julie Ch. 8 When they had finished bathing, Janet told Julie to sit up on the edge of the tub so she could do something for her. She climbed out of the tub, looked in a drawer and found a pair of barber's scissors and a disposable razor. Her intent was to shave Julie's pussy. But Julie didn't think she was ready for that, and besides, she didn't want to make Glenn suspicious, and she felt that coming home with a clean-shaven pussy would be a sure giveaway that something about her had changed radically. However, she did consent to let Janet trim back her orange bush some with the scissors and shave it back off the inside of her leg into what she called a bikini cut. "That way when you wear a bikini, you won't have hair sticking out the crotch," Janet said. When she had finished, she cleaned the trimmed hair away from Julie's crotch. She looked at her handiwork for a minute and decided it looked even better than it would have been if she'd shaved it. Julie really did have a pretty bush, a thick patch of the same red-orange color as her hair. But clearing some of the hair away exposed Julie's pretty pink petals a little more clearly. Once she had finished with Julie, Janet took a few minutes to shave the stubble from her own cunt, then they climbed out of the bath. After they dried off, they climbed in bed together. They talked a little about what they wanted to do to Michael in the morning before falling soundly asleep in each other's arms. The women were snoring lightly at 1 a.m. when Michael finally returned from Oklahoma City. He was very pleasantly surprised to see, not the one woman he expected to see, but two women. So Julie had decided to stay an extra day, Michael thought joyfully. Too bad she can't stay here permanently. He had thought of little else except the tall redhead all day long, and the prospect of sharing Julie with Janet, of having them both together made his dick begin to swell. But there was no rousing Janet or Julie, and, in truth, he was pretty whipped himself. No matter. Julie could stay as late as noon and still get back home in plenty of time to beat her husband home. So he crawled into bed between his two best girls and was gratified when both of them maneuvered themselves until they both had an arm around his chest and a head on each shoulder. Life didn't get much better than this, he decided as he drifted off to sleep. In Michael's dream, he was floating in the air naked. His cock was hard and he thought it was being sucked and licked. As he slowly came awake, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the sheets had been pulled back and his cock was indeed being sucked and licked. Julie and Janet were on either side of him with their heads over his crotch. Julie was holding Michael's cock at the base and was feeding it into Janet's mouth. Janet hummed as she worked her mouth on Michael's 9-inch cock, then she removed her mouth and let Julie take him in. They alternated like that for a long time before they both decided to get their licks in on his shaft, when they realized Michael was awake. Light streamed through the crack in the curtain and the clock said 6:44. "What a way to wake up, with two lovely ladies sucking my cock," Michael said. They just looked up at Michael and laughed seductively, but never stopped licking his cock and his balls. Julie had awakened first, her biological clock still working and had found her hand between Michael's legs. She ran her hand up over his balls and gripped his cock in her fist. She stroked him and felt a thrill run up her spine as Michael's beautiful cock began to harden. After she had him hard, she realized that if what she expected to happen did happen, she'd better take care of some bodily needs first. So she got up and peed, started some coffee and brushed her teeth. She stepped out of the bathroom in time to see Janet awake and lightly stroking Michael's cock under the sheets. The two women looked at each other in unspoken communication and grinned. This was something Janet had been looking forward to since Friday, when she had first opened up Julie to the possibilities of lesbian sex. She wanted the three of them to consummate their relationship together as a threesome, and now was the time. Janet slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom, got a cup of coffee, then went into the other room, which Julie had learned was the TV room, where they recorded everything that went on in the Ponderosa. Janet came back with a freshly rolled joint, which she fired up, hit on and passed to Julie. Julie was a little taken aback by the prospect of smoking pot so early in the morning, but Janet quoted a line from the classic movie Easy Rider, "it'll give you a whole new way of looking at the day." And, indeed, when they had finished, Julie felt the mellowness wafting over her body. That, and a real horniness that had started subtly, but had now become an insistent urge. Again the two women looked at each other as if to say, "Let's do it." Then they crawled back in bed on either side of Michael and resumed their assault on his prick. He had deflated in his sleep, but it didn't take much to get him back hard. Julie ran her tongue up the prominent ridge that ran the length of the underside of his cock, then twirled her tongue around the head. Janet, meanwhile, had sucked each of Michael's balls into her mouth. Then they switched, and Julie not only sucked Michael's balls, but also pulled his ass cheeks apart and licked at his brown anus. After Michael awoke, they attacked his cock in earnest, slashing his cock with their active tongues. Julie lapped at the head of Michael's cock in a manner somewhat like that guy from KISS that she'd seen on VH1 one time. Julie could feel the juices in her cunt begin to flow, and even though she was still a little sore from the previous day, she was ready to fuck again. She couldn't believe how she felt. This was the best feeling in the whole world, she decided, to be sexually aroused with partners that knew what they were doing. When they felt Michael's hips begin to thrust upward, indicating an approaching orgasm, they stopped, and Michael suggested that the two of them put on a show for him. Janet didn't need to be asked twice, nor did Julie. As Michael sat up with his back to the headboard, Janet laid Julie on her back across the foot of the bed and spread her legs. Janet ran her fingers lightly through Julie's bubbling pussy, feeling the large, trembling clit then plunging two fingers into Julie's cunt. Julie gave a lustful groan as Janet finger-fucked her, then she sucked in her breath sharply and moaned as Janet bent her head down and ran her tongue up the furrow of Julie's pussy, while she continued to finger the dripping hole. Putting her hands under Julie's butt cheeks, Janet sat up slightly and pulled Julie's pussy to her face and began to eat it out with relish. She lashed Julie's clit several times as she made her way around the pretty pink pussy, then tried to stick as much of her tongue as she could into Julie's cunt. Julie could feel an orgasm coming, but Janet wanted to tease her a little bit, to make her wait, so she backed off. Julie groaned in frustration, but she wasn't frustrated long, as Janet moved up her body and straddled her head, dipping her freshly shaved cunt onto Julie's mouth. Well, actually, she first dropped her pussy onto Julie's tongue, which she had stuck out as far as she could make it go. Julie licked, sucked and kissed Janet's pussy eagerly. She wanted to please her new best friend as a way of thanking her for what she had done for her. Janet had reached over and grasped Michael's pulsing, dripping cock in her left hand and began to take over stroking it. "She's beautiful," Janet whispered to Michael as she felt Julie continue to eat her pussy. But Julie had learned a thing or two since she'd arrived, and she knew how to slow her pace and build up her lover – whoever that might be – slowly until the time was right for release. Michael could feel some urgency in his nuts as he watched the display in front of him, but there was one thing he wanted to see before he fucked his prize women. As if reading his mind, Janet climbed off Julie's face, leaving a wet circle of female juice around the mouth. Michael got up momentarily to allow the women to position themselves. Julie was still on her back, with her legs still wide open. Janet turned her back to the wall and bent over to lick and suck Julie's nipples, while dangling her full jugs over Julie's mouth. Julie eagerly sucked the hard pink buds one at a time. This was going to be another outstanding orgasm, she realized, thanks to her new lovers. Janet moved her way sensually down Julie's body, leaving wet traces from her kisses and licks, until she got to Julie's redheaded pussy. Putting her hands back under Julie's butt, she pulled the wet cunt up to her lips and began to eat the pretty pink pussy. At the same time, Janet positioned her pussy over Julie's mouth and finally the two women were in one of Michael's favorite positions, sucking each other's cunts in a 69. The two women each gave as good as she got, both of them feeding off each other's mounting lust. Muffled moans, cries and whimpers leaked from their mouths as they rose steadily toward orgasm. After a few minutes of watching Janet and Julie 69 each other while he fisted his cock, Michael had finally had enough. Pulling Janet's head off Julie's cunt, he thrust his cock into Janet's mouth roughly, and Janet met his push by sucking him expertly until he was bursting hard. Michael then wrenched his cock from Janet's mouth and placed the head of his cock at Julie's hot hole and pushed himself in all the way in one glorious thrust. Julie pulled her mouth from Janet's crotch and gave a long slow groan as Michael entered her. "Ummmmm, fuck me, Michael," she said in something like a whimper. "God, you've been so good to me. I wish I could stay and fuck you two all day and all night." Then she was silenced as Janet repositioned herself onto Julie's mouth and began to grind her cunt onto the redhead's long, active tongue. She pulled herself up until she was face-to-face with Michael and they kissed long and lovingly as they each worked one end of Julie's hot, writhing body. Their hands caressed each other's shoulders as they held each other in a love embrace. Julie could feel a big one coming, but she wasn't quite there yet. Finally, Julie couldn't take any more of Janet's pussy on her mouth, and besides, she wanted to watch Michael and Janet fuck. Julie disengaged herself from Michael's cock and crawled out from under Janet, who assumed her position flat on her back. Julie knelt beside him and grabbed Michael's cock and guided it to Janet's widespread pussy. Michael grunted loudly as he pushed his cock into Janet's drooling cunt. No matter how many times he fucked this woman, he never ceased to be amazed at Janet's muscular control as he pumped his cock back and forth in her pussy. Julie watched fascinated as Michael and Janet went at each other with love and passion. Pulling Michael up, she kissed him hard on the lips, running her tongue all around the inside of his mouth. After fucking like this for what seemed like an eternity, Michael could feel himself starting to reach the short strokes, so he stopped for a moment, grabbed his cock tightly at the base and pulled himself out of Janet's cunt and got his women prepared for the crème de la cum. Leaving Janet on her back, he maneuvered Julie's panting body on top of Janet's. Both women squealed in delight as their sweat-slicked bodies rubbed together. Julie felt electric shocks run from her nipples to her pussy and up to her brain as their tits fluttered together and they kissed wildly. Michael pulled Julie's perfect, heart-shaped ass up in the air slightly and plunged into Julie's box with a long hard stroke. Julie squeezed her eyes shut and threw back her head in ecstasy as she felt Michael resume fucking her. She was getting closer and closer to another memorable orgasm, building up to a fierce rumble. Michael fucked Julie for a few minutes, then pulled out and pushed his cock back into Janet's pussy. This time it was Janet who began to go wild, especially when Michael pushed Julie's hips down until her clit was right over Janet's hard, throbbing bud. As Michael continued to fuck Janet, he kept the pressure on Julie's hips as the two clits came together. That sent both women rocketing into an orgasmic stratosphere as they gave each other a spectacular orgasm. Their mouths fell together and they kissed frantically as their simultaneous orgasms washed over them. Michael was close, too, but he steeled himself to hold out just a little bit longer. As the two women wrestled with each other, he pulled out and returned to Julie's cunt. He fucked her for a few strokes, then went back into Janet's pussy. A few more strokes and it was back to Julie, then back to Janet. He did this at least a dozen times, pumping faster and harder as he closed in on his orgasm. Janet and Julie were oblivious to anything except each other's pleasure, and the hard meat that they were sharing. Janet could tell that Michael was very close whenever he was in her pussy, because of the telltale twitching that signaled an imminent explosion. Moans and cries of lust filled the apartment as Michael began to reach the top of his mountain. Janet and Julie, too, were building from their previous orgasm up to an even higher level of lust. Suddenly, with a gasping roar and a cry of, "here it comes," he pumped hard into Julie's pussy and began to shoot a prodigious load. He shot a couple of times in Julie's pussy, then pulled his spewing cock out and stuck it in Janet's pussy. He put several shots in Janet's cunt, then pulled out and shot the rest of his cum all over the swollen, open lips of the two women. Feeling Michael shoot his cum onto her pussy finally triggered Julie to that one orgasmic burst that she'd been waiting for, and with a sharp cry, she crashed over the top in a full-body orgasm. At the same time, Janet too felt herself reaching the top and crashing over. Michael sat back on the bed, with his legs underneath him as he watched Janet and Julie tremble and cry in the throes of orgasm. Julie quickly swiveled around so she and Janet were face-to-cunt with each other and the two women licked every bit of Michael's cum from each other's pussy as they continued to grind out their own climax. When they finally fell back to earth, Julie turned back around, took Janet's face in her hands and kissed her tenderly. "I love you so much," she whispered. Janet just looked up into the brown pools of lust that were Julie's lively eyes and whispered, "I love you too." Then, as Julie rolled off Janet's body and they both looked up at Michael and said in unison, "and we love you too." The three of them had a good laugh at that as they settled into the afterglow of wonderful sex. Chapter 32: Julie has a final fling The trio lay back on the bed, with Michael in the middle and Julie and Janet draped on either side of him. They talked awhile about the mechanics of Julie's next visit, and how they couldn't wait for June. Julie felt a slight melancholia wash over her as she realized that this was it, that in a few hours, she would have to leave these people she had come to love and return to being Mrs. Glenn Jasper. No, she thought defiantly, I'll never be Mrs. Glenn Jasper again. I'm Julie, she decided, Miss Julie, sex queen, and I am my own person. She made up her mind that she was going to do whatever she wanted to do and if Glennie Boy didn't like it, well that was too bad. She had already figured out how long it would take before she could dump his sorry ass. Reluctantly, Julie climbed gingerly out of bed to begin packing up for her return trip home. Michael had dozed back off, but Janet was studying Julie's face intensely with a look that said I'm going to miss you. "C'mon let's get a shower," Julie said. And Janet got up and they enjoyed a long, leisurely shower. Julie dressed slowly, pulling on a tight orange cotton shirt that stopped about belly button level and a burgundy wraparound skirt, with no underwear, of course. Julie was finding she liked the feeling of walking around naked under her clothes. It made her feel deliciously wicked. Michael finally got up and showered himself then busied himself in his office. When Julie was packed and ready to go, he and Janet gave her some last-minute advice, then they hugged and kissed goodbye. Janet accompanied Julie out to her mini-van, which sat cleaned and ready to go. She gave Julie a last hug, then turned and walked briskly back into the building, so Julie wouldn't see the tears that welled up in her eyes. Julie sighed as she climbed into the driver's seat. She started out the parking lot, but then her eyes fell on the mechanics' shop and an idea formed in her mind. As she did, she felt her insides begin to boil and her clit began to tingle. She looked at her watch and saw it was still only 10:15. She had plenty of time, she decided, for one last fling before she left. So she pulled around to the side of the garage, parked the van, got out and went inside. As she looked around, she saw three men in the shop. There was Tony, the shop manager, in his office talking on the telephone. A slender young man with a blond ponytail who looked to be barely 18 was using a grinder on an engine, and at another end of the large room, a fairly large Mexican was fixing a flat tire. None of them noticed her at first, as they appeared to be preoccupied with the tasks at hand. So Julie took matters into her own hands. She quickly pulled her shirt and skirt off, set them aside and stood in the middle of the room dressed only in her sandals. She cleared her throat loudly and three sets of eyes turned to see a most delicious sight, a tall, fine-looking redhead standing naked in the center of the room. Tony smiled as he came out of the office. "I decided that I needed to pay you guys for fixing my van," she said with a gleam in her eye. "You do accept sex, don't you?" Tony looked Julie up and down as he grinned broadly. "I was hoping you might come by to see us," he said. The other two men leered at Julie as they drank in her nude loveliness. "Why don't you be a good girl and come in my office so we can have some, uh, privacy," Tony said wickedly. The three men quickly ushered the suddenly flushed Julie into Tony's office, closed and locked the door and closed the blinds. With that, all three men quickly shed their clothes then surrounded Julie, offering her their rampant cocks, as she felt herself climbing the familiar ladder of arousal. Julie purred as she saw what these men had to offer. She stood amid the trio of men, lightly stroking each man's stiffening cock. Tony's dick she was vaguely familiar with from earlier. It was 8 inches and pretty thick. The young man, Lane, had a cock that fit his profile, long and lean. And the Mexican, Raul, had the fattest cock of all, and it was also a solid 8 inches. Julie quickly squatted down to give their dicks a closer inspection. She took Tony and Raul in her hands as she pressed her lips to Lane's cock. The young man had moved into the area three weeks before and had not been able to hook up with any pussy, although he had heard rumors of what went on in the secluded building behind the diner. Julie sucked him in, drawing him slowly into her mouth, all the way until she felt his soft pubic hair on her nose. She drew back and began to suck him purposefully, still lightly jacking off the other two. After a few minutes, she pulled her mouth off Lane's cock, trailing a rope of pre-cum and spittle as she did, then engulfed Tony's cock all the way into her throat. She looked up at Tony with lustful eyes and she felt her pussy juice begin to flow out past her lower lips. Lane saw the neglected pussy dripping onto the carpet, so he got on his back, crawled underneath Julie's body, pulled her pussy to his mouth and began to eat her out vigorously. Julie growled around Tony's cock as she felt her arousal building once again. Not for the first time, she marveled at her new, enormous capacity for sex as she worked her mouth on Tony's cock. Miss Julie Ch. 8 Finally, Raul pushed his cock to Julie's face, and she released Tony's cock and wrapped her lips tightly around Raul's fat dong. It stretched her mouth pretty good, but she'd become adept at sucking cock, and after Briscoe, she knew there was no cock too fat for her to handle. She ran her lips slowly over Raul's dick, until he finally rammed it all the way in. Julie choked on it for just a second before regaining some control. Her cheek bulged as worked her mouth on his organ. She sucked Raul for a while then went back to Lane, then back to Tony and back to Raul. She made the rounds twice more, then pulled the three of them close to her and brought the two cocks in her hands up to do battle with the one in her mouth. She ran her tongue over the heads of all three cocks as lusty groans began to fill the room. Panting, Julie looked up at Lane, and asked, "Are you ready to cum? I want you to shoot your cum down my throat. I need my morning taste of cum." Lane just groaned in blue-ball agony at the husky, seductive voice of the redheaded temptress. Julie sucked him all the way back into her mouth, then pulled back slightly and grabbed the base of his cock with both hands. She fed his cock into her mouth with long, sloppy strokes, as Lane grabbed the back of Julie's head and pulled her to him hard. Julie sucked furiously as she felt his cock swell in her throat. "Unnh, unnh, unhh," Lane grunted emphatically. "I'm, I'm gonna cum. Suck me, baby." Lane felt like his cock was a garden hose as he exploded in Julie's mouth. Six weeks of pent-up cum blasted out the end of his dick and splashed down her throat. Julie swallowed furiously so as not to lose any of his precious cum. Nevertheless, a small trickle of cum escaped out one corner of her mouth, and she used her fingers to direct it back into her mouth where it belonged. Julie's cunt was on fire as she stood and walked over to the ratty sofa that sat against the far wall. Lying back, Julie spread her legs, brought two fingers to her mouth briefly, then used the fingers to open up her dripping pussy. "Your turn, Tony," she said excitedly. "Come over here and fuck me hard. I want your cum spurting deep in my hot pussy." Tony got on his knees in front of Julie's widespread legs. He'd been waiting all weekend for a shot at this hot number. He'd spent the weekend in Dallas and had missed Julie's performance in the gangbang room, so this was going to be a special treat. First, though, he wanted a little taste, so he opened Julie's legs even wider and dove in tongue first. He ran his tongue from side to side insider her cunt and was rewarded by a long lustful groan from Julie. "Ooooooh, yeahhhhh," Julie breathed. "Lick my pussy. Get yourself a real good taste of my hot twat." Julie idly wondered where that came from, but then was distracted by Tony's lips sucking her clit like a small cock. Julie nearly came right then, but just as she felt her orgasm begin to roll, Tony pulled his face away, leaving her hanging right on the edge. Julie groaned in frustration, but her frustration quickly abated when Tony aimed his cock at the opening to her hot hole. He teased her with it just a little bit, running the head of his dick between her lips, then slapping his hardness against her open sex. "God, please, put it in. Fuck me. I need it soooo baaaad," Julie said in almost a whimper. Raul and Lane watched avidly as Tony pushed the head of his cock past Julie's lips, then plunged in to the hilt. "Ahhhh, yes, yes, yes! Oh yeah, fuck me. God, fuck me, fuck me hard," Julie exclaimed breathlessly. Tony couldn't believe the sensations as Julie's cunt muscles milked his drooling dick. He'd heard that she had taken a total of some 300 men throughout the weekend, but her pussy was still relatively tight. Obviously, she wasn't as tight as she had been, but it was still a wonderful sensation. Julie's head was thrown back as she fucked Tony back just as hard as he was fucking her. She gloried in the feelings of sexual overload, letting the sensations wash over her body as Tony relentlessly pounded her pussy. Grabbing Julie's waist, Tony pulled her off the sofa and onto the floor. Somehow, the feeling of being nailed on the floor was so nasty to Julie that it sent her libido soaring even higher. She wasn't sure she'd approached the heights she'd reached the previous day, but she could feel another hard orgasm coming. Tony wrapped Julie in his arms and kissed her passionately as he felt a real rusty load begin to churn in his balls. He'd gone to Dallas to see an old girlfriend, but she'd been on her period and wasn't up to any sex. So he had plenty of cum backed up and he saw stars as he pushed himself faster and faster in the redhead's convulsing cunt. Julie, too, was nearing her climax as she rotated her hips around Tony's fuck stick. Finally, Tony couldn't hold out any longer, and with a satisfied groan, he plunged as deep as he could go and cut loose a huge load of cum into Julie's womb. As he did, he whispered in Julie's ear for her to, "cum now, you fucking bitch, cum now." Julie gasped several times and squealed, as back-to-back orgasms raced from her clit on a beeline up her spine to her brain, where she too saw stars from the twin explosions of lust. Tony withdrew his cock, accompanied by a river of cum that flowed out her pussy. But she had no time to recover, as Raul pulled her onto her knees and got behind her. As if reading his mind, Julie growled for him to fuck her ass with his fat cock. Raul grinned lasciviously as he took his fingers and smeared some of Tony's cum onto Julie's now-glistening anus. Then he squatted behind her, grabbed her hips in both hands and pushed his cock past her anal ring and into her rectum in one smooth stroke. "OH JESUS!" Julie howled. "FUCK MY ASS YOU MEXICAN BASTARD! FUCK IT, FUCK IT, FUCK IT." And he did, hard. Raul was a veteran of many a hot fuck session both here and in old Mexico, but this Anglo bitch had the tightest, most succulent ass he'd ever had his dick in. He moaned deliriously as he pounded away at the ass that gripped him like a velvet glove. A stream of Spanish obscenities escaped Raul's lips as he felt his cum begin to rise toward an imminent explosion. Julie was also in a state of delirium as she felt Raul's fat dong abusing her asshole. Random, incoherent thoughts cascaded through her mind as she dropped her head toward the floor and worked her upturned butt around his hot brown dick. Raul had gotten himself near the boiling point waiting for his turn, so he didn't have the staying power he usually had. Off to the side, Lane sat in Tony's office chair, stroking his revived hard-on, while Tony sat on the sofa and jacked himself back to hardness. Raul had held back his tidal wave of cum as long as he could, but he could hold out no longer. Roaring another series of Spanish obscenities, he pulled Julie's hips to him one final time and fired a terrific cumshot deep in Julie's bowels. Julie didn't need no stinkin' prompt this time around as she convulsed in another orgasm from the effects of Raul's explosion in her ass. It seemed to take him ages to finish spurting, and that was fine with her, as each little spurt gave her clit a jolt. When he had finally finished, she pulled away from Raul, grabbed his cock and licked all of his and her cum juice off his cock. The sight of the dirty redhead sucking Raul's cock after he'd cum in her ass drove the other two men to renewed heights of arousal. Julie had already cum three times and her body was covered in a light patina of sweat, but she wanted more. She wanted to finish this fuck off with a triple, so she positioned Lane on the floor in front of her then squatted over his cock. She took him in hand and in one swift plunge impaled herself on Lane's long, slender dick. Lane groaned in ecstasy as he felt the most intense sexual feeling he'd ever had in his young life. Nothing he'd experienced in his old hometown could approach this. He'd fucked his share of the chicks in his town, and had had several girlfriends that had been willing to fuck regularly. But they were rank amateurs compared to this whore. Julie rocked up and down on Lane's cock, making sure Tony got a real good look at the hard cock disappearing and reappearing up her twat. Then Julie turned her head toward Tony and motioned to her gaping asshole. "Fuck my ass, while he fucks my pussy," Julie panted. Tony didn't have to be asked twice. He crawled behind Julie and put his cock to her asshole, which still dripped with Raul's cum. Tony pushed forward and his cock scudded up Julie's ass effortlessly, all the way to the hilt. Julie squealed as she felt herself being double-fucked once again. Another, bigger orgasm began to catch fire in her boiling pussy as she felt the two cocks fill her with exquisite pleasure. She could feel Lane's cock and Tony's cock pumping her in rhythm, with only a thick membrane separating the two throbbing cocks. Since all three men had cum once already, they weren't as desperate to cum, and the two men drilled their cocks up and down and in and out of Julie's smoking holes, while Raul stroked himself back to a renewed erection. When he was fully hard, he stepped over to the writhing redhead and pushed his cock back into her mouth. Julie sucked avidly on Raul's fat dick as she pistoned herself between the two dicks fucking her in unison. Tony suddenly sat back so he was leaning against the sofa, pulling Julie back with him. That wrenched Lane's cock out of Julie's pussy momentarily. He complained for a second, but Julie silenced him as she pulled her feet underneath her and began to rotate her asshole around and around and up and down on Tony's solid dick. Then she opened her legs even wider and told Lane to put his dick back in her cunt. Lane eagerly complied and he pushed his way deep into Julie's sodden pussy in one hard stroke. Tony gripped Julie's hips to control her motion, while Lane filled his hands with Julie's tits. He squeezed Julie's modest, but proud-standing breasts, then squeezed the hard little nipples. Julie crooked her finger at Raul and told him to fill her mouth with his delicious dick. He strode up to the right of Julie's face, grabbed the back of her head and pushed his cock roughly down Julie's throat. She made a liquid gagging noise as Raul fucked her mouth hard. Julie was in complete and total oblivion as she felt her huge orgasm mounting relentlessly. All three men could feel it as Julie began to buck and thrash hard between the three swollen cocks that were spearing all three of her holes. This was the best, she thought, the best feeling in world to have all three of her hot, horny holes filled with big pulsing dicks. A continuous stream of obscene gibberish flowed from Julie's mouth as she urged her lovers on. She wanted them to all cum at once and to make her cum at the same time. Lane could feel another rich cum about to spew from his cock, and he could feel Tony's big cock swelling inside Julie's ass, while Raul pumped his hard fat cock in Julie's mouth. Nodding at each other, Tony and Lane pulled Julie down hard on their cocks and let loose with twin blasts of white-hot cum deep in her spasming orifices. As they did, they panted for Julie to cum now and to cum hard. That did it for Julie, as an explosive orgasm practically ripped her guts out. That was all it took for Raul to release his cum, but before he did, he pulled out of Julie's mouth and shot it all over her face. Julie closed her eyes, grabbed Raul's cock and opened her mouth as he spewed his semen all over her face. The first three spurts reached her hairline and covered her forehead; subsequent blasts covered her right eye, over her nose, into her open mouth and down her chin. When he'd almost finished shooting, she took him back in her mouth and sucked the last few drops down her throat. Julie shook and cried as she came in a series of spectacular orgasms with these three hunky, horny men. Finally, it was over. With a huge exhalation of air, Lane fell back with his red cock drooping limply between his legs, as Raul staggered toward the sofa. Tony sat back heavily, pulling Julie back onto him. He idly squeezed Julie's tits as they slowly came down from their orgasmic high. Julie dabbed at the cum that dripped from her face and pulled as much as she could to her mouth. Then she wiped the rest of Raul's cum all over her breasts, covering her quivering flesh with a bright sheen. "You guys were great!" Julie exclaimed with just a touch of weariness as she pulled herself off Tony's wilted cock. "I wanted to carry some cum home with me and you guys came through big-time. Thanks for giving me what I needed." Then she slipped her clothes and sandals on, ran her fingers through her hair, working Raul's cum into it, then left as abruptly as she'd come in. She left three totally wrecked mechanics lolling in Tony's office… Julie's fingers were a blur around her clit as she frigged herself while motoring down the interstate at 70 mph. As the skyline of Dallas approached in the hazy distance, Julie felt another small orgasm rip through her, and as she descended once again from her peak, she put her fingers to her lips and licked her juices off until they were clean. Then she laughed heartily. She was going to enjoy her new life immensely, and she couldn't wait to begin having more and more sexual adventures. She knew her fun was just beginning.