Sally moaned softly in her sleep and rolled over. She felt something in bed with her. With a small hippy sound she snuggled up to it. It was firm and warm.
With a start the girl awoke. She was in a dark, unfamiliar room, lying in a strange bed. She was not alone in the bed. Panic flooded her mind.
And then it all came back to her. The scene at her home. The rape by her father. Running away. The bus ride downtown. The sex with Ricky. What a wild, sweet time that had been! It was almost as if she hid surrendered her virginity to her lover, instead of having it plundered away by her lust-crazed father.
Sally thought about Ricky's cock. Strong and fat and pulsing with life. His balls in their hairy sack, filled to the brim with salty come, just waiting to be shot into her eager pussy. She could feel moisture start to flow from between her legs. She was getting turned on.
Sally rolled over onto her stomach. Ricky was lying on his back asleep next to her. He was naked, too. A thin sheet was thrown over the two of them.
The girl kissed Ricky on the chest. It was hard and strong. A thick thatch of black hair ran down between his powerful chest muscles to the flat firm belly.
His nipples were dark against the brown of his skin. Lightly, Sally took one between her teeth and nipped it.
Ricky stirred. A hand came up to stroke the long blonde hair. He made a noise low in his throat.
The touch of Ricky's skin was a turn-on for Sally. She slid her head, downward, kissing his chest, then his belly. He petted her lazily. "Go ahead, baby," he murmured, half-awake.
Glancing down, Sally realized what he meant.
There was a tall bulge in the sheet covering his crotch. He was getting turned on, too.
What Ricky now wanted, Sally knew, was for her to take that big cock of his into her mouth and suck on it till it blew off another wad of jism. Why not? she thought. She loved the way he tasted. And his cock had felt so fine up her snatch.
Besides, she thought with a brief shudder, it wasn't anything she hadn't done before. Not too many hours ago her father had forced his slimy prick into her mouth.
Sally pulled the sheet down. She lay with the side of her head across Ricky's hips, admiring his prick.
"You like the way it looks; baby?" Ricky said. Sally nodded. Her long blonde hair tickled his stomach. She bent the cock downward till the opening in its tip was staring her in the eye. With a sudden impulse she kissed it. It tasted salty.
Ricky's whole body tensed.
Sally tasted something tangy. She pulled her head back. A fat drop of pre-seminal fluid glittered on the tip of the cock. Greedily she lapped it off, feeling him writhe with joy.
"It tastes so good!" she purred. "What does the rest of this great big old cock taste like?" Sally ran her tongue out and swirled it round and round his prickhead.
"That's the way to find out, baby!" gasped Ricky. Pleasure shuddered up through his body.
Her tongue felt like wet fire.
The hefty hunk of cock swelled in Sally's hand. She kissed the tip of it again and tried fitting it into `her mouth. She had to stretch her lips wide, but she got the whole head in, filling her mouth with the flavor of cock. She bit down, gently, behind the flaring fleshy hood of the prick.
Ricky grabbed two handfuls of yellow hair and squirmed on the bed. He felt Sally's breath burning on the underside of his super sensitized prick. And he could smell her pussy begin to ooze with desire.
"Let me do you too, babe," he said. He grabbed Sally around the hips and pulled her ass up towards his face. She kept a hold of his cock, kissing it and laying it maddeningly with her greedy pink tongue.
"God, what a lovely pussy you've got!" Ricky said as he pulled one of Sally's legs across his hairy chest. She was straddling him, belly down. Her wet pink cunt was wide open and staring him full in the face.
The two thick flesh-rolls of her outer cunt lips were lightly furred with curling golden hairs. Thrusting boldly between them were the shiny flaps of her inner lips. They were parted like the mouth of a girl waiting to be kissed.
Cunt juice sparkled in the crack between. Above and almost out of sight along the luscious curve of her butt was her asshole, small and pert and puckery. Her crack was flaming red against the ivory skin of her ass.
The sight made Ricky's mouth water. Sally had her lips around his cock again, sucking on it like a lollipop. Her tongue whipped his cock like hot wire. He put his hands on her asscheeks and pressed them apart more. Her cunt opened like a flower at daybreak, to reveal the pale convoluted insides of her love tunnel. Sally's snatch was awash with fragrant honey. It flowed out of her gaping slit and ran in rivulets down her glorious bush, and 4ropped in little tingling pools on Ricky's chest.
He leaned forward and kissed the wide-open twat. "Oh Jesus!" screamed Sally.
"Oh, do it again."
Ricky did. He stuck his tongue into the rankness of her cunt. Her fingers clawed into his hips. He pulled his head back. "Suck me off, Sally darling," he commanded. "Make me shoot off in your mouth. And I'll give this tasty cunt of yours a tongue-lashing you'll never forget."
Quivering with horny anticipation, Sally did as she was ordered. She was inexpert, but eager. She accidentally bit down too, hard and Ricky yelped in pain. Her loving tongue quickly made him forget Ricky reached back and pulled a pillow under his bead. It pushed his face deep into Sally's pussy.
With the pillow to hold up his bead he could use both hands to play with her cunt and asshole, and keep her asscheeks wide apart. His avid tongue delved deeply into her pussy.
As untrained a cocksucker as she was, Sally couldn't take much of that rampant cock into her face without gagging. But she took what she could, and loved it.
One hand was wrapped around the prick, pumping slowly up and down. The other played with his balls, rolled them around and around in their tight little sac.
Sally could feel their load coming to a boil, quivering and frothing and ready to spew clear to her tonsils. And all the time Ricky's knowing tongue was plumbing new depths of delight in her cunt.
Ricky was savoring the juices that ran down his thin. His tongue corkscrewed in and out. Then it lapped along the grinning, slobbering slash. Next it poked `at the little hood of skin covering her cit. The tongue electrified Sally's whole body, punching at her lust button. It stood up, pearly and gleaming in the light of the candle on the dresser.
Sally licked up and down the vein-ridged underside of Ricky's prick. When it was dripping wet she bit it, lightly, at the base. It jerked in her hand like a bronco at the gate. Blood hammered in the cock. She nibbled up it, and the shaking increased till it was bucking madly in her hand.
"I'm about to come!" shouted Ricky `around a mouthful of hairy twat. "Hurry up and suck my prick, for Christ's sake!"
His exploding breath thrilled Sally's wide-open snatch. Feverishly she wrapped her lips around the quivering cock. His rigid tongue shoved ever deeper into her cunt.
Suddenly Ricky was fucking Sally at both ends, with giant straining cock and stiff red tongue. She whimpered in joy. She opened her mouth till her jaws ached. The gag reflex started. Then Ricky's lower lip crushed her cit and drove everything from Sally's mind but blinding ecstasy.
Sally rolled her ass around on his tongue, fucking herself on it, while she sucked hard on his prick. At last she'd taken in every inch of his cock. And the lustful greed of her young body demanded more!
Ricky came. His prick gave a mighty pulse and hot white come splattered Sally's tonsils. She choked once on the sudden stream. The sensation that shot through his cock made him dig his fingers in her ass till it felt like he'd tear it apart. His tongue was a wild living creature in her pussy. It struck sparks of delight up and down her cunt.
Another spurt jetted into Sally's mouth, and another. Steaming, salty sweetness filled her mouth. She could feel the jism seeping out between her lips. Her being was filled with cock, tongue, and tasty come, and her orgasm clamped her pussy muscle hard on Ricky's tongue. Frantically thrashing, they churned together and ate each other.
Ricky's cock pumped furiously till it had no more come to shoot down Sally's already-full throat. Still it kept pumping in never-ending orgasm. His face was buried in her pussy. He drank his fill of the sweet juices of her cunt.
They were so far gone in shared orgasm that neither one heard the front door of the apartment open.
The knob turned on the bedroom door. The door opened. "Ricky, darling," a female voice began. Then it stopped as if cut off.
With a single heave of his muscles Ricky. Rolled the sexually-spent blonde off him. She turned her eyes up toward the door.
A girl stood there. She was small, almost tiny. But into her small frame was packed more vibrant sexual energy than any three normal females owned. Even Sally could feel its impact. The girl had hair like a raven's wing. And her darkly lovely face was contorted in fury.
"Estancia-" Ricky began.
The girl's explosion shut him up. "Estancia!" she screamed. "Don't `Estancia' me, you bastard! How dare you! How can you lie there looking at me like that, with your come dripping out of that straw-haired pig's ugly mouth? What's that smeared all over your face? Cunt juice? Is it? Oh, you bastard!"
She gathered herself and launched herself at them like a tiger. She spewed incredible-sounding Spanish obscenities. Long red fingernails clawed at Sally.
After one numb moment Sally rolled out of the. way. It was just in time. The enameled talons drew vivid lines of pain along her ribs. She fell off the bed as the enraged Chicano piled into it.
Ricky and the black-haired fury were bouncing comically up and down on the bed.
But there was nothing funny about what was happening. Sally looked up and just got her arm up in time to take a razor-edged slash from her elbow to her wrist.
The brunette meant business. She had been trying to get her nails into Sally's pretty blue eyes.
Sally fell back in a tangle of limbs. The other girl fought to her knees. She weaved as she tried to get leverage to pounce. Ricky got up to a sitting position. He grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around.
With a wordless shriek of rage the dark girl struck at his face. Ricky blocked the vicious swipe with his forearm and slapped the girl across the face with all his might.
She tumbled backward off the bed onto the floor. In a flash she was on her feet again. Her eyes flashed like black lightning. Sally threw herself behind Ricky for protection.
"That's right, hide behind him, you thieving slut! I don't know how you tricked my brother into wanting to get inside that sloppy Anglo cunt of yours. But when I'm finished with you he ain't gonna want you no more! Puta!" She spat venomously at the cowering blonde. With a last look of pure hatred, she stormed out of the room.
Ricky and Sally heard the apartment door slam shut so hard things rattled on shelves. Sally let out a heartbroken sob and buried `her face against Ricky's shoulder. He slipped an arm around her and held her trembling body to his. When she could talk, Sally lifted her tear-streaked face.
"That girl… she called you her brother," she said unevenly. "She's your… your… "
"Estancia is my sister," Ricky told her quietly. "She is a year younger than I am. We moved in here together when our parents were killed. She… she sees me as her protector. I'm all she has. She hates the thought of sharing me with anybody."
Sally nodded and clung to him tightly. She missed the hint of evasiveness in Ricky's voice. She didn't let herself think that Estancia had raved as if it had been her lover, not her brother, she'd found in bed with the blonde girl.
"Hey, you're quite a cocksucker, babe, you know that?" Rick said, jollying her.
Sally smiled shyly. She wanted to believe everything would be all right. She had been through too much hell recently to let herself believe anything else bad would happen.
Sally let Ricky push her onto her back again. The scene with his sister bad turned him on.
Together they fucked, sweetly and sensuously. Sally held Ricky tight and cried out when they came. When they drifted off to sleep, she had forgotten the hatred-twisted, beautiful face of Ricky's sister. She had forgotten the brunette's threatening words as well. Soon enough, Sally would remember them.
Sally stirred and shook her head. Slowly she came awake to the yellow light of morning pouring in through the cheap curtains. The noise that had awakened her still continued. An impatient, urgent rapping sound. Sally rolled from side to side and threw out a slender arm. She was alone in the bed.
"Ricky," Sally called. No one answered. Then she remembered. Ricky worked in the mornings, and had classes in the afternoon. He was employed as a refrigerator repairman.
Bleary-eyed, the, blonde got to her feet. The knocking went on. "Just a minute, just a, minute," she mumbled to herself. Sally padded over to the closet.
Inside she- found a man's blue terry-cloth bathrobe. No slippers, though. She wrapped the fuzzy robe around her and walked barefoot out of the bedroom to the front door.
It took the sleepy girl a few moments to fumble open the deadbolt. "I've got it!" she called out.
The words died in her throat. Two men stood outside. When they saw her standing there in the blue robe they grinned. Something about them chilled her to the marrow.
Both were big, one Chicano, one a beefy blond with a round red face. "I'm afraid you've got the wrong apartment," Sally said hurriedly, backing away.
The two moved forward.