Chapter 17

Amazing how much that summer took out of me. Sucked me dry and left me but a dry husk of the vibrant young woman I thought I was. Some good, like all the time I spent with Alice, but even that has made me wince when thinking about it. Just a last couple of stories to tell and then move on. There’s one fireball of an ending, so I’ll get it out quick.

In mid-September, just as the college guys were getting serious about school, Ken had Alice and me do a party at some guy’s house. Not so odd, but this time Alice was with me. Ironically enough it was a pool party but without Ken and with more alcohol and drugs. Very ironic. My services were right out there on the table, four guys pledging a hundred or so to have me all afternoon and through the night. My money up front, of course, though I’m sure Ken got his slice on the side from the dudes. Alice somehow got tossed into the deal but she wasn’t expected to spend the night. She just had to walk around and keep me company for a few hours.

We were just hanging out, topless, sipping on wine coolers. I noticed she hadn’t returned from using the restroom, so I went in search. I was right to be worried. A couple of guys had started a tag-team match with her in one of the bedrooms. Par for the course, though I honestly don’t think Ken would have been happy with what they were doing with her. I might have walked away and left Alice to her extracurricular activity, but then saw that the guys had tied her legs to the bed posts.

My initial reaction was to be pissed off. Alice was plenty nympho-slut enough for any guy with a good line to fuck and fill while leaving her happy and content. No need for the rough stuff. I went into the room with the intention of freeing her from being force-fucked by the two guys. The guy pulling her face into his crotch wasn’t doing Alice any favors, but then I noticed the big guy standing at the foot of the bed. Knees into the mattress, his hands holding her ass and hips up though being somewhat constrained by the tethers that held her legs wide.

I was mesmerized by the guy’s cock. Not just the masculine organ presented out in the open, like some of the guys liked to show at the side of the pool. What caught my eye and imagination was the sight of the fat and very long length of flesh slowly pushing into Alice’s pretty pink twat before being ever so slowly pulled out.

The man’s cock was gleaming with her secretions, drops falling from her ass cheeks, and she sure wasn’t putting up a fight. What also impressed me was how long the guy was. He was pushing his entire length into the girl’s hole, balls crushed into her ass before being pulled back. I’d known Alice had an insatiable appetite for cock, but her pussy’s ability to literally swallow what seemed to be a foot-long dong made my jaw drop.

The man finally reached his limit, groaning and slapping her ass before collapsing onto Alice’s naked frame and filling her with a steaming hot reminder of his claim to her body. That two minute release had the man pumping into Alice’s tiny legs, the entire bed dancing on the floor. Then the quiet after the storm and I could just imagine what Alice was feeling as his large hairy balls pumped her full.

He took his time in pulling out, but then crawled up to watch his buddy continue pushing his own cock deep into Alice’s throat. I didn’t care much about that. I was focused on Alice’s crotch, my eyes glued to the frothy white bubbles lining her pink lips, then the slow growth of a viscous clump of male cum slowly escaping from her luscious feminine sheath.

With hardly a thought, and without a single thought of freeing Alice’s legs, I kneeled before a girl I secretly considered my own little sex kitten. Dipping my tongue into her newly ravished twat, I sucked at the white goo bubbling out of her while doing my best to tongue her clit and bring my friend some alternative sexual pleasure. One thumb pushed up her butt (something Alice had admitted was a favorite turn-on) and my other hand reaching up to her breasts, I immersed myself in all the evils of having sex with the girl. It was nasty and lovely and I hardly even noticed when one of the guys pulled my ass back and made use of my own wet and needy twat.

It was a long couple of hours, but in the end Alice and I wound up together on the bed, her legs finally free while I alternately kissed and sucked on her perfect white breasts. I felt ashamed for not slapping the two men and forcing them to untie her from the beginning, but she never brought that up.

Since one of the rapacious jerks happened to be one of the same guys Ken had made a deal with, my straying outside of the group’s control was overlooked. Alice finally took off with the same guy with the long rapacious dick, leaving me to rest on my own for the remainder of the afternoon.

It wasn’t so bad. Decent pizza and veggie rolls, one beer, one blunt, one White Russian, and some fun games that required even the guys to strip and embarrass themselves. Most interesting was the arrival of a few stags and a few women who had heard about the party. It turned out to be a lot of fun. Finally, well into the evening, three of my “clients” and another guy wound up in the master bedroom, all trying to get their dicks into me at the same time.

Not a surprise to me, but then one of the other girls wound up at my side. Instead of just me servicing four men, we two girls wound up emptying the cocks and balls of perhaps a half-dozen guys. She was a cutie, maybe a college coed but not much taller than me, so more likely a high school kid in search of adventure. White, a brunette, shaved pussy lips and perfect tits and butt that really stood out with the G-string I’d seen her in at the pool.

I know the girl’s boyfriend was among the group on the bed because while I rode him to great pleasure from on top, I watched her get crushed into the mattress by a much bigger and darker guy. By itself nothing, but her boyfriend blew his load into me just as a second player dragged her ass to the edge of the bed and filled her open thighs with a fresh length of male flesh.

Maybe he would have helped her fight the other guy off if he hadn’t been so intent on holding my legs wide while his balls emptied into me. And maybe she would have fought harder for her freedom if this new guy’s forearm weren’t pressed across her throat. In the end her protestations turned into grunts and squeals, her body crushed into the bed, yet her head free, eyes just able to watch her man pump me full of all of his liquid love juices.

Cynical and uncaring bitch that I was, I finally rose off of her boyfriend’s flagging pole and threw a knee over her head and sat on her pretty little face. I had a good half-dozen different flavors of wild semen filling my pussy and something nasty in me wanted this perfect little white girl to drink it all down. I envisioned Alice giving me pleasure, but I also felt some satisfaction in forcing this perfect example of a suburban princess to service me with her tongue. She tried to escape, but the guy screwing her at the edge of the bed held her down while ploughing her long and deep. I made sure to get a nice orgasm from grinding myself into the girl’s face, adding a cup of my sweet secretions to the quart of semen that flowed out of me and into her mouth.

It was a nice release, the best memory I have of that particular party being the feel of the girl’s lips bringing my clit over the edge. Hope she had one of her own before the guy on her other end filled her up.

There was more sex and stuff but it all flows together in my memories. I know I woke up the next morning with not so much a hangover as a distinct ache in my ass. Didn’t remember getting reamed there, but reaching back I found a longish organic form of butt plug holding back another dose of cream. Maybe a small zucchini or cucumber. Hard to tell. It was just the kind of thing Alice could have appreciated.

I tossed it to the side and rolled away from the naked guy at my side only to find that same little brunette sharing the bed, the hand of some guy holding fast to her bare chest. I tried to be nice, kissing the girl’s neck and then checking to see if any foreign objects had been shoved up her holes. Nothing, but I needed to pee and took off for the bathroom, being sure to lock the door behind me. Then a quick shower, even washing my hair before walking naked into the bedroom.

Not so surprisingly I found the girl sandwiched between two very randy guys, the room filled with the grunts and moans of the young and lusty. For just a moment I sat on the edge of the bed, watching and listening to something I was normally at the center of. A hand reached out to touch one of the girl’s flailing legs, the only part of her I could see. She calmed, as though reacting to my fingers as I traced the length of her lower thigh and calf. It was as though she knew someone who cared was there and would watch out for her.

Then the guy on top shoved that same leg out a little wider and groaned and cursed as he reached his ultimate end. The girl released some high pitched shrieks and kicked out with her legs, though I couldn’t tell if she were having a moment of her own or just reacting to the feel of the man’s liquid lust pouring into her.

Almost intervened, almost, but I chose to abandon the poor girl to her fate and took a late morning bus to Ken’s. Not to home? God, no. Mom would have screamed at me. Better I arrive later, like for dinner.

At Ken’s I made a fried egg sandwich and took a long nap on the couch. Alice dropped by, a smile connecting her ears. I think the both of us would have been happy to repeat the previous day and night. Wild, fun, and profitable. And I still think of the cute little brunette, stomach and twat and rectum filled with some multiple billions of sperm. My ten minutes sitting on her face still plays out when all I’ve got is a plug and my fingers.

It was a good time, a perfect day, the sun warm but not burning hot, reminding Alice and me that summer was over and fall was upon us. With Alice’s hand in mine, our eyes connected, our minds as one, we should have stood and walked out and closed that chapter in our lives. Say goodbye to Ken, move in together, look forward and keep the past locked away in our memories. We should have, but we lacked the strength or foresight and instead chose to run into the darkness and over a cliff we both knew was waiting for us.

Two weeks of more normal guys and groups later, Ken really showed his true self. He sat me and Alice down and offered us a fun (sex) filled weekend at an estate far outside of town. Alice and I looked at each other, knowing there was a devil hiding in the details. Nothing new with Ken trying to set me up for a profit, but offering up Alice to be fresh meat for a houseful of strangers was going a bit far even for him.

As he explained it, the party was to be hosted by some people higher up in the food chain and Ken was trying to angle an invitation and make some drug connections. Ken promised these outside powers both a college-aged drug-hungry clientele as future drug users and some willing talent (free amateur pussy) to be shared around at the party. Alice liked the idea of a long party but, unlike me, was shocked Ken wanted her to put out to any and all. A backroom three-way was one thing, but this sounded a little too wild for her.