Crystal let go of Leaf’s cunt. She sat boldly on Leaf’s shoulders, presenting her torso to Syd as she faced him, housecoat open and big breasts exposed. He gave a cry of delirious joy and began to suck her luscious breasts as he hunted in and out of Leaf’s mouth.
“Mmmm, baby. Oh, Oh, Oh,” he cried between sucks.
Crystal rolled her eyes. She developed her own full head of steam from all this play. Her breasts were exquisitely sensitive to the suction and the obscene sounds of cock slurping under her added flames to her desires.
As Crystal clutched Syd she sensed that the crazed prick would not last long. Sexing with two hot women at once was a delicious, heavy load for a man not used to even the normal amount of action. His big male body quivered in the nearness to spilling.
She got off of Leaf’s shoulders. The girl couldn’t stand too much weight anyway. Leaf was in fine shape, jazzing herself now with one hand as she sucked. She crooned her joy.
“Mmmmm— rrrrr.”
“My God, it feels faaaabulous!” gasped Syd, eyes beginning to widen in his sex glaze.
“There’s always something new,” laughed Crystal. She got behind him and used some of her own hot cunt juices to wet her finger and oil inside Syd’s crack.
Before Syd knew it she pressed on his sphincter and then suddenly as he gave a gasp of shock, she drove her finger inside of his asshole. Right inside that opening lie his prostate, full and ready to add its juices to the big spill in his balls. Her stroking finger inside of his body was maddening and a silken, a deep sex urge that he’d never felt before as he got a prostate massage. It burned sweetly, hotly, sexually.
“Ahhhh, ooohhhh!”
He was crazy with pleasure. Up front he felt the incredible friction of being roundly sucked by Leaf, who had learned her lessons well. In his rear, Crystal’s plunging finger rode on his prostate, demanding to empty.
“Ho -ho— ho.”
He’d never felt such a delicious use of his body. Even his sex freeze was brief with the wild, crazy desire to spurt. It seemed like Crystal’s finger in his ass reamed a button that made him squirt wildly into Leaf’s mouth. He exploded with furious bursts of jissum.
“Ahhhhhhh.”
They could all hear his body give up its sex juice, the finger-fucked ass and prostate emptying into the filled balls which blasted up his cock shaft and exploded hot fluid into Leaf’s mouth. His wounded loins jerked in exquisite, ecstatic joy as he emptied great gouts of semen into Leaf.
“Mmmmmm.” Leaf held the bursting cock in her mouth and let him punmp body hot sperm down her throat.
Behind him Crystal pumped in his ass, making his organ spasm and squirt over and over in silken, burning delight. Syd had never felt such a complete emptying, relief and pleasure as having his prostate pumped while his cock was sucked, and when he finally tapered, he fell forward on the bed, sated and glowing.
Leaf lay there panting, a fleck of male juice at the corner of her mouth.
“I— it wasn’t too bad,” she gasped to Crystal. “Left me — really hot.”
Crystal considered herself bold but not bisexual. Yet, as she looked at Leaf’s swollen, wet and disturbed- looking cunt, she felt her demon rise inside of her.
“I’ll cool you off, dear,” she laughed.
She plunged her head between Leaf’s legs and began to eat cunt. Leaf gave a cry of shock and surprise and arched up, her cunt melting away around Crystal’s driving tongue. It was something about the soft, weak girl, Crystal realized, that made everybody in New York want to fuck and take that soft, helpless body.
“Ah, Crystal, noooo…” moaned Leaf, shoving ineffectually to save her cunt and avoid lesbian contact.
But Crystal was on fire now. Acts done in the heat of sex did not a pervert make! She tongued inside of Leaf’s box and made the girl jerk and ride ferociously for the good feeling.
“Get it off, you hot little cunt,” she growled between bites. Then she went back to hot sucking, inhaling Leaf’s gland juices, pungent and thrilling. She rode the clit with her tongue. She used a finger to fuck into Leaf’s slick chamber.
“Oh, Oh, Oh. Nooooo!” wailed the taken girl. She arched up and spent luscious throbs against Crystal’s mouth, swept away by the belly-consuming joy as she surrendered to the more powerful man. Throb, throb, throb. It was pure ecstasy!
CHAPTER THREE
Midnight.
Crystal walked her apartment alone in an apprehensive mood. Her nerves felt tight. It was not the same thrill as the dangerous game she’d played in San Diego, across the continent, years before. This time she had a sense of dark foreboding. Some of the brightest computer minds in the world were right here in New York. Her company, A- C, might have some security checks she didn’t even know about. If they ran an inventory on the entire memory of Domino’s 1100, they might get curious about the “Starshell” tape.
She’d sent Leaf and Sydney out on the town to get better acquainted. Sydney had eyes for her, of course, but was smart enough to leave the sex decisions in her hands. He’d probably take Leaf to his empty apartment for the night— and to work the next day to start her on the payroll as one of his secretaries. He knew if he did what Crystal wanted that he’d get more sex from her, but not otherwise.
Crystal stood on her terrace, staring out across the city. Most of the time the city exhilarated her with its bigness, its boldness, and its quickness. It was a place worthy of her own superior brain. But some nights, especially late like this, she felt like a scared little girl in the embrace of the giant beast that the city was. The streets were also a place of aggression, robbery and sometimes even quick death. She shivered in the fall, night air.
An orange light burned in one of the apartments almost directly across from hers. This late most of the lights in the banks of windows were out giving the impression of blank, staring eyes, but that one apartment light seemed always to be on. She wondered who lived there.
She turned quickly from the terrace and went to bed. It wouldn’t do to acquire nerves and dream fearful fantasies at the beginning of this most important adventure that required her utmost attention… She had rested only a few moments when her computer terminal came to life with a ghostly clatter of typewriter keys. She heard the sound faintly in her living room. At the same moment a red warning light lit at her bed and an ominous soft bell chimed.
Crystal always slept naked. She didn’t bother to put anything on as she bounded out of bed and raced to the living room. She certainly expected no message in the middle of the night. Were the technicians working on the Domino this late? She had programmed the memory so that she’d receive a warning if there were ever a question about “Starshell”.
She flipped on the side light and stared at the yellow roll of paper in the typewriter roller.
“Hello, Starshell…”
She almost fainted right then and there. Her heart pounded. There was only one human in the universe who knew about “Starshell” and that was she. If anybody else ever used that term she was in deep trouble.
Ding, ding, ding. The keyboard shifted the roller down several spaces. Another message was about to come in. Then the type head clattered as if a ghost figure, invisible, sat there and typed.
“Wake up, Starshell. We need to talk.”
Absolute panic gripped her body. She wanted to scream. She wanted to rush out of her apartment, rush out of the city, run, run, run, as she’d run once before. She stood there, sickened, shattered, swaying. She froze for long moments. There was only the sighing of the nightwind on her terrace outside.
She got hold of herself. She had to find out who was talking to her. They already knew who she was and where she was, so it was too late to run and hide.
Domino had turned on her machine.
“Who?” she typed and waited. Then she realized she had to sign off the message for the computer to handle
