"I'll bet it wasn't very clean. The ladies' room."
"Don't anticipate, my dear. Who's telling this dirty story, me or you? And it's a dirty one, sure enough. What a mess! Spilled grease patches all over the gravel. Piles of worn-out tires leaning every which way. An accumulation of oil cans and rusty engine parts and just plain junk I mean that yard out there was dirty. A garbage dump, practically. And it gave me an idea for some fun, our own special kind of fun. No, we didn't go to the ladies' room. I steered Ethel into the employees' toilet instead."
"Ugh. I sympathize with the poor woman."
"Don't waste your sympathy. She started getting excited, kind of whimpering a little, putting up some phony resistance. But loving it, of course, loving the humiliation, the degradation that crazy kick of hers, you know? It was real smelly in there, cigarette butts and crumpled paper towels all over the floor even some spit-gobs of filthy chewing tobacco. I told her to clean the sink off, just the front rim of it for me to lean against. She worked on it with a rag and some thick pasty soap from a can, scrubbing off layers of grease to get it white enough for my ass. You should have seen her hands in that stuff, manicured nails, diamond rings, the soft skin she was so proud of all buried in dirty soapsuds. Afterward, she even had trouble washing the gooey gook off. But she finally got it done a clean spot for me to rest and I just rucked up my skirt and parked my ass on the edge of the sink and told her to get busy and do a suck-job on my cunt… "
Vera's voice faded to a sporadic murmur as she allowed her mind to drift momentarily, carrying her back, all the way back to relive that strange scene once again. The sights, the smells, the sounds a glut upon her senses, an outrage to her sensibilities. The hoarse breathing, the noxious atmosphere, the vision of her tight skirt sliding high on her spread thighs. And that masochistic rich bitch sinking to her knees amid the debris, unconscious of her own torn hose, her soiled dress, her expensive furs dragging in tobacco juice conscious only of her assigned task, the self-abasement, a voluptuously adoring cuntlapper turning the cesspool into a shrine…
"Please. Let me "
"So soon, Alison? Horny for those kissing lips down there? All that fidgeting around. Tell you what since you're so hot for my cunt, so impatient to stick your nose into it, why don't you do what Ethel used to? Just put your face there; hey, what's the rush, can't you take it easy? Don't suck, just rest like that while I finish my story. Uh-huh. That's it. And you needn't moan, it's tough on me too, all this waiting. Oh well, go ahead and lick a little if you have to. Do it slow, though, lick me nice and slow, make it last. I don't want to come yet."
"Mmm? This all right?"
"Just fine. When the time comes, I'll cream a mouthful for you, darling. Like I did for Ethel in the garage toilet; oh, I came like crazy. And she just groveled and gulped it down and acted as if that was the end of the world, the two of us sharing a beautiful orgasm in that ugly pigsty. And then she looked up and licked her lips and told me that this grimy little lavatory in this grimy little gas station had actually seemed like heaven to her for a few moments. How's that for a slave-girl, huh?"
"Nnngg. I I can't wait. Vera?"
"Yeah, lover. You want it? You like my cunt?"
"Your cunt, your beautiful cunt, I love it, I love to suck your beautiful cunt… "
"Do it, then. My beautiful cuntlapper."
"Hmm?"
"You don't care for the name? Getting prudish? Cuntlapper? But that's what you are, darling. Better get used to it. Cuntlapper. Come on now, say it out loud, say it right into my cunt, you know how. And then you can finish me off good."
"Mmmfff. Nnngg. C-cuntlapper!"
Vera loved it, asserting herself, keeping the upper hand. It wasn't so necessary now, hardly requisite to the cause, but she liked doing it anyway. For her own personal pleasure, what else? The joy of command, of conquest; ah, such a feeling! Marvelous. A sort of exaltation, almost. An exaltation of the mind while that beautiful cuntlapper exalted her body.
Chapter 13
The swarthy thighs caught Judy's face between them. With power to spare, the big dark woman tightened her grip. Then, abruptly having demonstrated her coercive control she let her legs go limp again, muttering an order that now seemed doubly imperative because of its painful prelude.
Not that the show of authority was necessary. Judy was already kissing the hair. It tickled her nose lightly, but the sensation was somewhat less than appealing. And then, quite aware that her performance would be judged for enthusiasm as well as technique, she quelled her chagrin and plunged her face into the black bush, shooting her tongue into the flesh beyond. Moistly slobbering flesh that opened like another mouth, a sucking pair of lips to invite the thrust deeper. Ugh. What a slimy mess! Sometimes she wondered if the eventual payoff could ever be worth such a sacrifice. Her perfect hideout had sure developed some ugly flaws.
Some hideout. In a way, it was even worse than the reformatory. There, at least, an inmate had certain civil rights. But then again, well, what good was all that civil rights crap without hope? If she got picked up now, there would be no escape for her, nothing but a sentence to serve and not under minimum security. Here, she still had a chance. Anyway, her mind was already made up; wasn't it safer all around to just grit her teeth and hang on? Stick it out. Swallow her pride and wait for better days; sooner or later it was bound to happen, her world would be beautiful once again, big and beautiful and a lot more satisfying than this hairy old hole between Solange's grabby legs. Only it seemed so far away yet. Now there was even talk of putting her in uniform, dressing her like a real maid as though they planned to keep her here forever. Hmm. Dressing her as a maid, training her as a lady-lover, a glutton for pussy; were they trying to make some kind of lesbian body-slave out of her? Only she just wasn't a glutton for this pussy…
"Kid, you've got a lot to learn."
"Ummm?"
"But I'm too hot to start teaching you now. Roll over. I'll just have to make myself come on your face."
"Hmm?"
"You heard me. Over you go. On your back! I'm going to fuck that pretty face of yours."
Aghast at the abrupt switch, Judy could only moan and move in a hurry, yielding to the forceful hands and scrambling into position. The big bare crotch was already poised above her head, black and furry and practically oozing with steamy slime. It looked awful. All that mucky-wet hair! And those awesome ass-cheeks hunkering down, spreading in gleeful anticipation. She throttled the scream in her throat and then found herself suddenly struggling for breath, all but asphyxiated under the oppressive and still settling cunt-flesh. Hopefully, she stuck her tongue up into it, poking around for some responsive clue from above, some way to induce a hasty orgasm and end this horrendous ordeal.
The effort went in vain, though. And then her frantically searching tongue was simply disregarded as the rocking motion began. Only her face was being used. Her upturned and very vulnerable face. The great body rocked over it heavily, the damp crotch swinging like a slithery pendulum, gradually dulling her senses with its ponderous pressure. Somehow it didn't seem so bad now; in fact, she was almost comfortable lying there on her back like that, almost cheerfully resigned to the prolonged face-washing. All that nice warm softness. If it got no worse than this, she wouldn't really mind at all. She could even recognize its infectious impact already, a familiar warmth awakening in her own loins…
"I'm getting there, kiddo. Just hold steady for me. Yeah. You're a good face-fuck, I'll say that for you. But how about some tongue now, hmm? Watch it, you'll know when. Every time I slow down, shoot it right into me that tongue of yours don't be bashful. Right up my cunt. Yeah, that's it, hot and wet and slippery, that's how a tongue ought to be. Good girl. Now try it like this. Go ahead, do my asshole. Lick it, lick it, give me your tongue! I want that fucking tongue in deep, you hear?"