She switched on the bedroom light and found it also empty. She was about to retrace her steps when she heard voices coming from the bath.
She approached the partially opened door, meaning to knock and call out for Richard, when he gasped and froze in horror. A small cry burst involuntarily from her throat, and she felt as if someone had kicked her in the stomach. She couldn't seem to find her breath, and she stood there gaping, her eyes bulging wide with sheer disbelief.
There in a bathtub directly before her eyes, not five feet away, a cock was being sucked. Valerie was shocked. She was so shocked by the sight of cock-in-mouth, that it took her a moment, to realize that it was Richard's cock in Eunice's mouth.
The girl was kneeling in the tub, amidst a thick coating of bubbles, her head bobbing up and down over Richard's groin, her lip's sliding around his huge swollen prick hungrily. His hands were wrapped in her hair, urging her on too even faster sucking and licking. His face was a mask of mindless lust. His lips were pulled back aver his teeth, spit was dribbling out into his chin, and he had both his legs spread wide, heels resting on either side of the sucking girl kneeling before him.
A strangled gasp escaped Valerie's throat, a gasp of total disbelief. She wished that she were dead. She staggered backward, wanting to turn and flee – run, get out of there – to blot that terrible scene from her mind. But she ran straight into Bruno.
"Well, would you look at that," the giant said, spinning her back around and forcing her to look at the scene in the tub. "My date is giving your boyfriend a blow job!"
"Oh, God," Valerie moaned, trying to avert her eyes.
But Bruno twisted her head back and moved his body in close to hers. "Ain't that she shits now? Can't leave 'em alone for an hour without getting two-timed. Think we oughtta put up with that shit, Val?"
"Let me go!" Valerie gasped. "Just let me go! Take me back home!"
"Goddam, ol' Eunice can sure suck a dick, though, can't she?" Bruno said, watching with admiration the way Eunice's lustful mouth and tongue were working around Richard's prick. Damn, she could really give a blow job! His prick leapt into instant arousal, watching her, and the feel of Valerie's soft, resilient flesh trembling under his hands sent little ripples of heat flashing through his groin.
Valerie felt as though she had been hit in the face. She leaned back against Bruno almost without realizing it, while her mind fought to accept the reality of what she was seeing.
"Do you know what's happening in there, baby?" Bruno almost whispered, his voice hypnotic now. "That's your boyfriend and my girl, and they're fucking! She's sucking his cock!"
"No! No, no, no!" The words tore from Valerie's lips in an almost pleading sob, as if she were trying to convince herself that it couldn't be true. Her mind seethed with tumbling, reeling thoughts and emotions.
But it was true and Valerie knew it. There was Richard lying there with another girl's mouth sucking his dick. And he was obviously enjoying it, from the way his face was twisted like some love starved animal.
Oh, what a fool I've been! Valerie thought. For a whole week I've been dreaming about him, waiting for his call, wanting that cock that another girl is sucking now.
Bruno was holding her very tightly now, and she suddenly became aware of a prodding against her soft ass and the pounding of the giant's heart. She shuddered, trying to turn. Did Bruno have a hard-on from watching this? My God, was he aroused? But little flutters of arousal were beginning to tingle in her pussy, too.
As if sensing her thoughts, Bruno moved his stiff cock against her ass lightly, and in her ear he whispered, "It's exciting to watch, isn't it, Valerie? It's exciting to watch Richard's prick getting sucked off by someone else. It turns you on, doesn't it? It makes you want to fuck, doesn't it, Val?"
She moaned. What was the matter with her? Had she gone crazy, feeling this way, thinking like that? She didn't know what to think about Bruno. She didn't know what kind of a boy he was at all. Why, why, it was almost as if he were enjoying this – as if he had known all along that it would happen, and was waiting for it.
"Look at the way Eunice moves her mouth up and down on his long, stiff prick," Bruno whispered behind her, his breath hot in her ear.
"Look at the way her mouth works on his prick, Val. That's beautiful, isn't it? It turns you on, doesn't it?"
"No, no, let me go!"
"Did you suck Richard's cock like that the other night, Valerie?"
"How did you know about that?!"
"Richard told me. He said you were a great fuck. How about it, Val, are you a great fuck? Are you as good a fuck as Eunice?"
"Don't talk like that!" Valerie cried, tears running down her cheeks now. "Please!"
"Eunice can take two, three cocks at once."
"Let me go! I want to go home?" Valerie cried, struggling to break free. But his grip was like iron on her. She felt something else rise in her – hot, unreasoning emotion that replaced the horror which had numbed her mind until then. The line between anger and sexual fury was a thin one, and she had crossed over it. She hated Richard enough to kill him. Yes, to kill him, to cut off his dick with a butcher knife and watch him bleed to death! And she hated Bruno, too, hated him almost as much as she did Richard.
They had somehow planned all this – she was sure of it.
Now Bruno was rubbing his body against hers.
Valerie could feel the huge ridge of his cock against her belly through his jeans as he banged it against her.
It was doing things to her. She couldn't stop it.
She felt a huge burst of heat warming her tits and moistening her cunt. She was breathing hard, her eyes locked on the tub before her, watching Eunice's undulating ass causing waves in the bubbled water as she pumped her mouth up and down around Richard's rigid prick. Her wet hair was floating in the water over his belly, and her tongue was lashing furiously around and around the heated head of the swollen cock in her mouth on the outstroke. There was the same mindless lust contorting her features as Valerie saw on Richard's face.
"Watch 'em, Val," Bruno commanded, holding her. "Watch 'em – watch Eunice suck Richard's prick!"
His words brought a gasp from Valerie, but she found herself obeying. She was watching, watching with widening eyes. Bruno began to whisper more obscene remarks into her ear, and his hand moved around under her big, softly rounded tits, his forearm raising them up as he held her. He was telling her again how exciting it was to watch the suck scene in the bathroom, how much fun it was to see other people doing it.
And suddenly, in spite of herself, Valerie was fully aroused.
She could feel her pink nipples harden beneath the dress she wore, beneath her plain white bra. She could feel her juices begin to flow as they had that afternoon when she had masturbated. She tried to will the desire away, tried to turn her eyes from the sight of her lover getting a blow-job, but she couldn't. The passion was growing inside her now. It was spreading rapidly, like an electrical storm crackling and slashing in the sky, causing her to tingle deliciously, wickedly, all over.
Bruno, sensing her arousal, felt a glowing warmth in his balls. It was going to work out just as he and Richard had planned. He could feel Valerie's tits swelling and her body shaking. He knew the other guys were in the closet behind the bed.
Goddam, he thought, when he got his dick into this hot little piece, he would give them one hell of a show!
Bruno's hand moved up to cup one of her soft tits, lightly kneading it. Valerie had nice tits! She wasn't protesting now, either. She was watching Eunice suck Richard's cock, and she wasn't fighting Bruno's advances. He pressed his dick tightly against her ass, cramming the hardened bulge into the soft, yielding crevice between her ass cheeks.