our mission was. Peggy and Vinnie were coming in their own ways, and my cock felt like a hot poker. Slowly, carefully, I pulled back on my fist, and once again her cunt opened wide to let my hand past the barriers.
Lydia was moaning softly. Trickles of juice formed at the lower section of her cunt hole. Her breasts were heaving and I got the impression that was lost in an orgasm the size of an ocean. We had not only failed to get any information from her, we had even failed to put pressure on her. On top of that I was getting immensely frustrated and there really was no point in fucking this girl now that her pussy was the size of the Kimberley Hole.
We had a cigarette while Lydia recuperated. Peggy saw how depressed I was so she put her cigarette in the ashtray and lay her head in my lap, face down. My cock responded at once to her full lips closing about it. Her warm spit flowed about my sorely tried knob and soothed it, her tongue spiraled about my stem and drained it of tension, and when she started to bob her head up and down I felt only lust. Fuck the case, I thought, life's not about making collars and big bucks, it's all about getting laid and having pretty girls blow you now and then. Peggy was a mistress of the art without trying. In minutes she had converted that ache in my cock into sheer pleasure. Her lips dragged up and down along the stalk, masturbating me orally, and all I could do was lie back and love it.
She took me up to the point at which it became a matter of urgency to get off. To the end I sat up and took her head between my hands. She knew the routine. Her mouth and throat relaxed as I started to fuck her face with long strokes, but only enough to let me push it down her throat. She still maintained enough fleshy pressure on me to make it feel like I was fucking a friendly and familiar pussy. Slowly, savoring every beat, I pushed my cock deep into her mouth, sighing, feeling hot and tingly all over, and at last my balls got the signal. A flood of sperm, accumulated during hours of frustration, now rolled out of my dick and filled Peggy's mouth to bursting. She coughed, spluttered, but bravely managed to swallow most of what I fed her. With every strong ejaculation I felt a little better, and when the last drop had rolled down her throat I was a new man.
'Remind me to give you a raise,' I said, pulling my pants back on. Peggy just shrugged and went- over to Lydia again.
'I was just thinking,' she told the girl, 'that your parents would be very interested in seeing what you do at school. Hey, Vinnie, get one of the cameras. You're going to take pictures of me eating this lovely little chick out. Let's see how mother and father like that, huh?'
'Oh Jesus, no!' Lydia was really scared now. 'No, anything but that. I'll tell you the name of a girl who's got the whole story. I mean, I'm not in the club but she is.'
'What is this club?' I asked.
'Oh, just a figure of speech. This girl is on the 'in', you know. If I give you her name will you let me go?'
'As long as you understand we can take you in again at any time,' Peggy said threateningly.
'Yeah, I know it. See Maree Laverne, she'll help you.'
CHAPTER FOUR
Maree Laverne was a dark-eyed Mediterranean beauty whose ripe figure made her look older than her eighteen years. She had an oval face and large brown eyes, her lips were a red cupid's bow, and her nose was small and straight. Thick, rich curls cascaded down over her shoulders and just reached her collar bones, which is where her breasts began. Even in her school uniform, designed to be asexual, she excited me. Those full pouting breasts pushed up and out, and when she talked she always made sure they were pointed at the person she addressed. A major distraction. But her eyes were very captivating, too. Big and dark, mellow, they could flash suddenly with a raunchy sensuality, and when that happened my cock went up as if it was a flick knife.
It was late afternoon when I found her. Vinnie and Peggy were doing the interviews with teachers. By means of close questioning I had discovered that Maree liked to take walks by the lake all by herself. And after a long traipse through the woods, that's where I found her. She didn't seem surprised to see me and she was quite cordial during the preliminary bout. As soon as I got down to brass tacks, however, she closed down.
'Why do you think I know anything about this?' she asked after fending off my questions for about five minutes. 'There are hundreds of girls in this school and most of them knew Laurel better than I did. Go ask them.'
'Your name was mentioned,' I said.
'Whoever it was, I'll get her ass for this,' she said darkly, her big eyes stared moodily over the placid lake while her hands automatically tucked her dress under her thighs. Now and then the wind blew it out of the way to reveal milky thighs to my sex-starved eyes. When I offered her a cigarette she accepted it without a word. It was very peaceful by the edge of the lake. The day was warm and still, just hot air sandwiched between a blue sky and the earth. During the silence I heard the snap of a twig somewhere in the woods. When I turned around I saw a girl coming at us through the trees. It was Lydia.
'Oh, thank goodness I found you!' she panted when she saw Maree beside me. 'I'm sorry, Maree, I had to tell them something!' She snickered, and asked in a low voice, 'Will you ever forgive me?'
'Why me?' said Maree. For a moment she reminded me of the godfather.
'Because… well, let's not talk about it,' said Lydia. 'Anyone feel like going for a swim?'
'Why shouldn't we talk about it?' I said. But then I did the quickstep. 'Yeah, I feel like a swim.'
'Yeah, why not,' Maree said. She gave Lydia a dirty look and started to take off her clothes. 'The girls in this college are nothing but big mouths anyway. But don't get your hopes up, mister, you're not getting anything out of me. In my family there's nothing worse than a snitch.'
'Well, we'll talk about it later,' I said airily. Maree had taken off her dress and tie, and was unbuttoning her blouse. I felt as if I was at the unveiling of a masterpiece. Bit by bit her beautiful, creamy white tits were revealed until her bra took over. She hung the shirt on a bush and reached behind her to take the garment off. I couldn't breathe. In my excitement I'd forgotten about getting undressed. I just stood there with my hands by my side, tongue hanging out, waiting. The bra came off and out came a pair of tits that belonged in the Smithsonian. Big and perfectly round, with brownish pink nipples pushing dead ahead, her tits stuck out from her collar bones and arched sensually back to her chest, at which point her stomach curved out and back into snuggle in between her thighs. She was just a little overweight, just enough to have the air of an earth mama. A thicket of dark hair covered her pussy, and when she walked away from me toward the lake I saw a tuft of hair sticking out from the backs of her thighs. And what an ass she had! Two hams that were firm enough to keep their rounded shapes without spilling out of her thighs. When one went up the other went down and relaxed briefly before taking its turn, a beautiful motion that made my knees weak just to look at it. I hardly took any notice of Lydia, even though she was also naked and lovely. She had been seen. Maree was the novelty. And on top of that she had an ass that a man could hang on to during a wild fuck!
The girls struck out for the far side of the lake, and I quickly took off my clothes to dive in after them. While they were still out of earshot the girls talked about something, but as soon as I came too close they shut up and swam on. The other side of the lake was a long way away and my condition wasn't so hot. The only thing that kept me going, or rather the only things, were those two white asses ahead of me. I didn't know what their game was but I was willing to go to any lengths to find out.
Just as I thought I'd die we reached the shore, and the girls stumbled out of the water to fall to the grass and lie there, panting heavily. I joined them. For the time being sex wasn't on my mind. I wanted only to recover.
'Hey… what's your name?' Maree said suddenly.
'Joe McCanoczek,' I said tiredly.
'Hey Joe, how about you drop this case? I can assure you that Laurel is in no danger. Your presence in the school is her only problem, as a matter of fact.'
'I'd like to see her with my own eyes,' I said tersely. 'How do I know you're not lying to me?'
'That's out of the question,' Maree said. 'Either you take my word for it or you forget it and we'll get rid of you some other way.'
'Who's we?' said I. 'You and the entire Red Army? Come on, girly, make sense.' I sat up and glared at her, only to find that Maree had arranged herself in a most seductive pose. One leg lay flush with the ground, the other was drawn up and at an angle to her torso, so that her pussy became the center of interest no matter which way you looked at her. The pubic area was still wet from swimming and her dense bush lay slicked back against her
