He took his cock out of her. She tried to pull him back in but he was already changing positions. He pushed her legs up high over her head and placed his cock back at her cunt entrance.
“Give it to me!” she begged him.
Again be slammed his thick cock into her pussy. She couldn’t believe how deep he was. He felt as if he were going to come out her mouth.
“God,” she moaned. “God, God, God, God…”
She groaned loudly at each deep stroke and the slap of his balls against her tingly skin turned her on even more. She felt her titties swell up to a sensitivity they had never known. “Jesus, you’re good, babe,” he said. “You’ve got a sweet, tight pussy. It hasn’t been used enough.”
“No,” she agreed. “It hasn’t been used enough! So use me! Slam it to me! Fuck me hard! HARDER!”
He drove his cock into her with rapid, violent strokes as his fingers kept caressing her asscheeks. Suddenly she felt one of his fingers going into her anus. His finger probed past the tight opening and massaged the walls of her ass.
“Ahhhhh!” she cried. “Ahhhhhh!”
“Have you ever had it in the ass?” he asked her.
“No,” she said. “Not there. It feels good in my cunt. Not there!”
“It’ll feel good in your ass,” he said.
“Oh, keep fucking me,” she begged him. “Don’t stop. Just keep doing that to me!”
But he was already drawing his cock out of her pussy. She begged and moaned in frustration because she could already feel the beginning of her climax. He turned deaf ears to her pleas as he placed his big cock against her tiny anal opening.
“No,” she protested. “Not there. You’ll kill me. You’d tear me up.”
“It’ll feel good,” he promised. “It’ll feel really good after a while.”
There was very little she could do to prevent him from getting into her ass. She was not in a position to fight with her legs over her head and his strong hand holding her there. She struggled to be free but he was already shoving his huge cock into her asshole.
“Oh, that hurts!”
“I’ll go easy,” he promised. “It’ll feel better in a few minutes.”
Her eyes popped open wide as she realized he really did intend to fuck her ass. It was painful. She could feet him tearing into her and sharp jabs of pain rocked her body. Her pussy went dry as pain replaced her pleasure of moments before.
“No! Stop that! Please stop!”
She beat on him with her hands but she was too weak to stop him. His huge cock went deeper and deeper into her tight ass. She closed her eyes and bit her lips. She had never known such pain.
“Just relax,” he said. “Just relax.”
He was in her. She felt his balls resting against her as he impaled her upon his cock. She couldn’t move without causing herself pain.
“Now I’m going to do it really gently,” he said. “Just bang on for the ride.”
He waited a few minutes until some of the soreness was gone and then he began to gently pull his prick out. He drew it out part way and then pushed it back into her ass again.
After a few minutes of this it didn’t seem so unpleasant. Then his hands caressed her pussy, one finger slipping inside her cunt to massage her clit, and she began to actually enjoy it.
“Ummmmm,” she said. “Ummm, it does feel nicer now. Do that with your fingers. Oh, it does feel nice!”
She could feel him in her bowels as he drove into her and she knew she was going to be sore as hell the next morning, but somehow all that didn’t matter. What did matter was that his thick shaft in her ass and his massaging fingers had started to make her juicy again.
“Shit,” she moaned. “I like it! I rally do like it! Oh, you do know how to make a girl happy!”
“Oh Jesus,” he said. “You’re so tight and sweet. I love your ass!”
His strokes were becoming more rapid and she could sense that he wasn’t going to last for long. She allowed herself to relax and the juices started to flow in her pussy. Her titties were growing hard again.
“Jesus,” he moaned. “Jesus, I’m going to come. I’m going to shoot my cum in your ass!”
“Oh yes,” she moaned. “We’ll come together. I can feel you growing. Oh, I know you’re coming now. I can feel your hot cum going into me. Oh shit, I can feel it! Oh fuck, it feels so gooooodddddd!”
They collapsed together on the bed after his prick had drained away into her ass and she had flooded his fingers with her hot juices.
“Oh God,” she moaned. “That was fine. That was really fine!”
Tracy lost all track of time in the weeks that followed. She only knew that she enjoyed every minute and it didn’t matter if she was with Joe, Louise or Bobby. All of them were capable sex teachers and she was more than willing to learn.
She didn’t know what day it was when Joe Douglas called her to his room. Brad came for her and he looked somewhat sad. He awakened her from a deep sleep.
“What’s the matter?” she asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked at the clock.
She had gotten used to getting up around nine and it was barely past five.
“What’s wrong?” she asked again.
“Mr. Douglas wants to see you,” Brad said.
At first she was excited. Joe wanting to see her could only mean that he was horny and be wanted her. She got up and dressed in a pullover robe. She giggled as she thought that she certainly wasn’t giving Joe very much to take off. He would like it better that way.
Then she noticed that Brad was wearing a sad expression, as if he didn’t like his task. He looked a little nervous also.
“What’s the matter, Brad?” she asked.
“Nothing,” he said.
He was sad about something but she couldn’t get him to tell her what. She finally quit asking and followed him out of the room in silence. She noticed that Louise’s door was open as she passed the girl’s room.
“Wait, Brad,” she said.
She looked inside Louise’s room and found it empty. The bed was freshly made and didn’t look slept in. She turned a curious expression on Brad.
“Where’s Louise?” she asked.
“Gone,” was all Brad would say.
Brad’s nervousness and sadness caused Tracy to feel a little nervous. She wondered where Louise had gone, and she wondered what was going on. It wasn’t Brad’s way to be sad or apprehensive.
Brad knocked on Mr. Douglas’ door and Joe called for them to come in. Joe was dressed. He stood near his bedroom bar with a drink in his hand.
“Punctual,” he said. “I like that. You may leave, Brad?”
Brad nodded and stepped back out of the room. Tracy felt the wind as he shut the door. There was something very wrong. Even Joe Douglas wore a sad expression.
“Joe,” she said. “Where’s Louise?”
“I sent her away,” Joe said. “She’s gone to work for me in one of my lounges.”
“In one of your lounges?”
She didn’t understand. She remembered what Louise had told her about Joe Douglas’ lounges. The places were fancy cocktail bars with rooms upstairs for the hostess and her gentleman. They were little more than fancy whorehouses.
Tracy told herself that Louise would never go to work in a place like that but she knew that it was true. Joe had sent her away to work in a whorehouse.
“But how could you do that?” Tracy asked. “I thought you liked her. I thought that she meant something to you. I thought that she had been forgiven for her mistake.”
“She was,” Joe said.
“Then why?” Tracy asked. “Why did you make her go there? Why?”
She knew she shouldn’t be talking to him like this. She had actually raised her voice, a thing that would have
