The watchers, tight with excitement, moved back to give the fighters all the room possible. Massaging her neck, her eyes filled with fury, Thelma circled her challenger.
“You big-titted bitch,” she hissed. “We’ll see who runs the Lovers. When I get through with you, there won’t be anything left for those studs to fuck!”
“You talk big,” Louise challenged. “Let’s see if you can back it up.” She took a quick, backward step and kicked her shoes off.
Thelma chose this moment to attack. She jerked her skirt high and kicked out, her foot catching Louise squarely in the cunt.
The girl doubled forward. Her mouth flew open as she cried wordlessly in pain and surprise. Her hands went instinctively to her pussy. Thelma stepped in and flattened her with a fist at the base of her skull.
Louise’s arms went out in a swan dive. Her eyes appeared to cross from the impact. She landed on the cement with a thud that knocked the breath out of her.
Sprawled there, helpless, she gasped for breath, her mouth open and her throat working painfully.
The smirk of satisfaction on Thelma’s face indicated that she was pondering some sort of humiliating ordeal she could put her opponent through something much more embarrassing than a kick to her cunt.
The big girl moved over Louise’s sprawled body. She reached and ripped open the front of Louise’s blouse. The girl’s bra shredded at the same time and her huge breasts tumbled out.
Billie could see why the boys, if what Louise said was true, went after Louise instead of Thelma. Louise had a fantastic body.
But, suddenly, Billie was further shocked.
“We know you dig pussy more than cock,” Thelma said, “so you can just eat my cunt right here in front of the girls and prove it. Your big fucking tits will make a nice cushion for my ass while you suck me off!”
So saying, Thelma pulled her dress up to her waist and knotted it there. Her cunt was red beneath the wide expanse of her pubic mat. Carefully, Thelma lowered herself until her pussy was almost mashed into Louise’s beautiful face.
“Eat it… suck me off!” the big girl hissed.
Louise, helpless on her back, spread her legs wide, flexed her knees, threw her body upward and outward like a wrestler, from pure desperation.
Then she collapsed and lay sprawled there, sweat pouring from her body, her magnificent breasts heaving from the exertion.
Then Billie saw a change come over the girl’s face as the musky odor from Thelma’s cunt reached her nostrils. Her eyes glazed, her breath came in great gasps, and her tongue started darting from between her cracked lips.
She was excited. She really did want to eat Thelma’s pussy.
Thelma lowered herself all the way, jamming her cunt over Louise’s mouth. Moans of joy came from the brunette’s throat as she began tonguing and sucking the pussy that rubbed back and forth over her face.
“Mmmmm, you, you cunt, bitch,” Thelma cried. “Suck it… eat me good… suck my pussy!”
Thelma was wildly thrusting her cunt over the young girl’s darting tongue. She moved her hands under her sweater and began playing with her braless tits.
Billie looked around her. The other girls were mesmerized by the sight. Several of them had let their hands creep up under their skirts. Billie could see the movement as the girls finger-fucked themselves into ecstasy.
Jesus, she thought, this is turning them on! And then she felt the moisture in her own cunt and realized that it was turning her on, too.
“Oh yes, that’s it…” Thelma cried, her hips wildly churning, “get your chin up my hole and bite my clit! Harder… harder!”
Beneath the bigger girl, Louise was going wild. Her throat contracted, swallowing the juices from Thelma’s pussy as fast as she could suck them out. “Oh, somebody…” she cried, mumbling around the pubic hair and mouthful of cunt, “somebody stick something in my cunt… finger-fuck me! I’ll suck her better… hurry, please!”
One of the girls who had been watching leaped to the floor and ripped Louise’s panties off. Then, savagely, she rammed three fingers up her wildly gyrating cunt.
“More… more!” Louise cried.
The girl responded by balling her fist up and jamming it, clear to her wrist, up Louise’s pussy.
Meanwhile, Louise had fastened her mouth over Thelma’s cunt like a suction cup. The fist in her cunt seemed to jar her to new heights. She used her tongue like a mini-cock, sawing it in and out of Thelma’s big hole while her teeth and upper lip worked on the girl’s clitoris.
Then Thelma’s hips began to writhe. She put more pressure on with her cunt and her big body. She began to writhe harder. Louise darted her tongue in and out of the sopping slit, working Thelma into a frenzy of orgasm.
Thelma clasped at her own tits and moaned aloud until, with a rapturous series of shudders, her body arched into orgasm.
When her orgasm had finally receded, Thelma stood up and pulled her dress down. “All right, girls, anybody want their cunt sucked, be my guest.”
Mi of the girls moved toward Louise’s prostrate body.
Thelma moved to Billie and stood before her with her hands on her wide, flaring hips.
“You keep your mouth shut, do you understand?”
“I wasn’t here by choice,” Billie said.
“See that you keep quiet, or you’ll be invited back in here and you’ll be sorry.”
And it was at this point that Billie became acquainted with a new facet of her own personality. She was not in the least afraid of Thelma. As a matter of fact, she was sure she would have won the fight had she been in Louise’s place.
“Thelma… fuck you,” Billie said, and walked out of the rest room.
CHAPTER FOUR
Even though it had disgusted her, the scene in the restroom had also excited Billie. It was the uppermost thought in her mind for the next two days.
She could barely study from thinking about it. She needed sex. And even though she had promised herself that she wouldn’t, she knew that she would go out that evening and find some.
In disgust at herself, she slammed the book that she had been reading closed, and swore.
“Is there a loose shower connection here, Miss?”
A chill went through Billie as she jerked around. It was the black-haired maintenance assistant. He stood in the doorway carrying a tool case.
“Don’t you believe in knocking?”
“I did knock, Miss. When no one answered, I supposed the room was empty.”
“I-I didn’t hear you.”
“I’m sorry. Shall I come back later?”
“Now that you’re here, you might as well do your work. I didn’t know anything was wrong.”
He took a memo slip from his pocket. “Loose shower connection.”
“Oh, okay. My roommate probably reported it.”
Billie indicated the bathroom and the young man started to close the door. Then he glanced at her, opened it wide, and crossed the room toward the bath.
He paid no further attention to her, whistling a soundless tune as he went about his work.
She could see him in the mirror. He was virile, rather than handsome. The muscles of his shoulders rippled as he bent over his tool chest and his blue jeans tightened against the backs of his thighs.
He will do, she thought, and walked to the door of the bathroom. “What’s your name?” she said. “Carl… Carl Morgan,” he replied.
“Do you like working here around all these horny, rich girls?”
“It’s a job.”
