Weeks followed until Billie just naturally took over leadership of the Club. Thelma hadn’t graduated yet, but it soon became apparent that she couldn’t keep up with Billie’s thirst for sexual kicks, and therefore lost her standing in the meetings and the orgies that followed.
Billie herself reveled in her new-found status and the availability of both men and women to aid in her sexual fantasies and games.
But even that palled after a while. She had done everything sexual inside the confines of the Club that she could possibly do and not anger or humiliate the other members to the point where they would no longer follow her leadership.
So, while retaining her status in the Lovers, Billie started looking around for a new kick.
She found it one afternoon in an off-campus restaurant in one of the seedier sections of the city. It had been a particularly boring afternoon and, with no meeting of the Lovers intended that evening, Billie wandered alone downtown. She eventually found herself in a little beer bar and grill, eating a boring lunch with a crowd of strangers.
She was just picking at her food when suddenly she looked up and saw him. He was a dwarf ugly, deformed, with a hunchback. Then she looked at his crotch and saw the fat line of his flaccid cock in his trousers. It ran all the way down to his knee.
He looked up and saw her looking at him.
He scowled.
She smiled.
She noticed that he was inspecting her much the same as she was him. His eyes took in her legs and then scanned up and down her figure. Carelessly, she unbuttoned three buttons of her blouse. She wore no bra. When she folded her arms under her tits, they rose and billowed with cleavage in the opening of her blouse.
He licked his lips and then suddenly looked away as if in embarrassment.
That was when Billie decided what she would do.
He turned to her again with his embarrassed expression. She let the blouse sag open a bit and felt her nipples harden up and stick out distinctly against the cloth. His eyes drank in the sight of her partially bare tits hungrily.
Billie felt a flush of excitement.
When he left, she followed and watched him enter another bar. Again she followed and found him in a dark booth far in the back.
Without smiling or speaking, she went over to him. She sat down beside him and dropped her hand into his lap. She explored with her fingers until she found the hardening lump of his gigantic cock.
He smelled.
It made it more exciting, more sensual, dirtier.
She molded her fingers around his cock and squeezed it until its girth strained against her hand, until it was so large that she couldn’t get her hand all the way around it.
She found the head and dug her nails into it. He smiled, showing yellow, broken teeth. His prick throbbed and swelled. She continued to fondle it until its growing size reared in his pants. He looked steadily at her as she fisted it.
“I want that in me,” she said.
He gurgled an unintelligible reply.
Billie walked out of the bar and waited. Soon he came lurching out behind her. She looked around and he nodded down the street. She started walking, with the hunchback shuffling close behind her.
She spotted an opening on a rickety board fence and squeezed through it to find herself in a vacant lot. Slowly they made their way, the hunchback and the beautiful blonde coed, through the tall weeds, scattered junk, waste paper, and beer cans, to the center of the lot.
Her cunt was spewing juices down her inner thighs and her heart was pounding as she turned to face him.
He wrenched the zipper on his fly open and glared at her, his tongue thick with lust over his slobbering lips. With a shaking hand, Billie reached in and freed the throbbing giant of his cock.
She couldn’t get her fingers around it now as she squeezed and pulled it into the open with one hand. With her other hand, she pulled her skirt into a knot at her waist and spread her thighs so that tiny drops of her lust juice dribbled from the lips of her bare cunt.
His grotesque, claw-like fingers reached for her cunt. Savagely, he jammed three fingers up her hole and tickled her asshole with another.
She fondled the huge sac of his balls, hefting the delicious weight in her palm and rolling them together with her fingers.
He jammed his fingers in and out of her soaking cunt, making her legs grow weak with sexual need. She gripped the shaft of his prick and pulled up and down on it, working the skin back and forth over the flaming head until the little man’s jism started to ooze from it in gobs.
“What do you like to do?” Billie asked finally. “Do you like to suck… fuck… what?”
Again there was nothing but gurgling to signify words.
Billie pushed downward on his huge prick until he fell to his knees. She then pushed forward with her pelvis. The height was perfect. Her cunt rammed against his face as she rubbed back and forth until she had smeared her cunt juices all the way from his forehead to his chin.
“Eat my pussy,” she commanded. “Stick your tongue in my cunt hole and suck me dry.”
He rammed upward with his mouth and tongue. She gasped as his tongue separated the gooey lips of her pussy and traveled up her hole. It was hot and hard and he tongue-fucked her greedily. She groaned as she felt him dart in and out of her cunt, licking at her insides, and sucking the love juices out of her.
“Harder! Suck harder, you little bastard!” she said, holding his head in her hands and grinding her cunt against his mouth.
She locked her legs around his head and entwined her fingers in his scraggly hair. With her hands, she moved his mouth around and around on her wet cunt while forcing his driving tongue deeper and deeper inside the flowing slit between her legs.
“That’s it… that’s it,” she cooed. “Almost, almost there… keep sucking, you little shit. Keep eating my cunt!”
Cunt juice flowed like a river from her lower lips to mix with his saliva. She hunched her hips harder forward, accepting and demanding his lips and tongue with the softness of her pussy.
He slipped his tongue inside, tasting the sticky heat of her vagina. She shoved her cunt more firmly against his mouth, plastering her glued-up lips to his.
Slowly she let the passion build in her until she was at a peak. When she knew she was about to come, she mashed her cunt down, grinding its musk into his face, feeling the orgasm rip through her body as his throat worked to swallow every last drop of her heated juices.
But one orgasm wasn’t enough, not for Billie. She knew his cock would be rampant now, needing, wanting, oozing the juice that would fill her up.
She let him slide his tongue around and around her clitoris until she could stand it no longer. Then she pushed him backward until he sprawled on the ground. His prick, the head still oozing sperm, reared up in the air, jerking with pulsating tension. She clambered on top of him, pushing her cunt down onto the erect stake of flesh, down around his throbbing erection.
It felt as though it was glowing inside of her. The walls of her cunt protested as she sank down harder, but they yielded to his rigid girth. His cock was blazing hot and burned within her as she lathered it with lubricants. She squeezed and rotated her body on his, pushing down with all her weight so the full force of his gigantic tool would rip her as it entered.
“Oh shit,” she moaned, “good… good fucking cock. Oh, God, how it fills me up. It feels like it’s going all the way to my tits!”
The bulk of his cock filled her, sending shock waves of desire to the hardened nipples of her thrusting breasts.
He gurgled something beneath her. She paid no attention. “Fuck me,” she hissed. “Fuck me harder, you little shit! Use your cock!”
